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In an interstellar world, a baby with bluish hair lay sleeping in front of a house, abandoned by something or someone. The child was alone, with a large squirrel-like tail and small squirrel ears. His entire appearance made him irresistibly cute and endearing, radiating an infinite charisma. However, when he opened his eyes, they seemed to hold the wisdom of millions of years and countless lives. Anyone who gazed into their depths could glimpse the reflections of past existences—a CEO, a doctor, a high-tech engineer, an archmage, a demon king, a hunter, a leader, an elf, a dryad, a half-dragon, and many more. For such an extraordinary child, how will he navigate this world? A world where humanoid beast-like beings wield unique and devastating powers. A universe where three great forces constantly clash for supremacy. To uncover more, step into this life—the life of the Interstellar Era. IG:@escritamistica

"You said your wolf was dead." he asked "She isn't dead." she replied with fear in her voice "Then where has she been all these years?" he added Elara Vale has spent most of her life learning how to disappear. After her father's mysterious death, her mother remarries a ruthless man who turns Elara's home into a place of fear. Her stepfather and his children make her life unbearable, slowly breaking the confidence she once had. Worst of all, the silver wolf who was once her closest companion disappears from her mind. For eight years, Elara hears nothing from Lyra, her wolf. No voice. No presence. No wolf. She believes she has been abandoned by the only creature who ever truly loved her. Then everything changes when she is taken to Haven Castle, the stronghold of the most powerful wolf pack in the northern kingdom. There, she meets Alpha Kaelen Draven—a cold, feared ruler whose wolf immediately senses something strange about her. Something ancient. Something powerful. Something that should not exist. "Where is your wolf?" Kaelen asks. Elara lowers her eyes. "She's gone." she said sadly "Dead?" he asked with a hint of curiousity "I don't know." she responded But Kaelen soon discovers that Elara's wolf isn't dead. She has been hiding. Waiting. Protecting Elara from something far more dangerous than her cruel family. And when an ancient enemy known as the Crowned begins searching for Elara, the secrets surrounding her father's death finally begin to surface. Why was Elias Vale murdered? Why were the Crowned searching for his daughter? Why does Kaelen's wolf react so strangely to Elara? And what is the secret hidden inside the girl who has spent her entire life believing she is weak? "You're afraid of me." he asked softly looking at her Elara's voice trembles. "Yes." she responded with her head down Kaelen steps closer. "Then why didn't you run?" She looks up at him for the first time. "Because..." Her voice is barely a whisper. "For the first time, I think someone might actually find me if I do." Kaelen says nothing. But deep inside him, his wolf growls. She's not the girl everyone believes her to be. And inside Elara, after eight years of silence, Lyra finally opens her silver eyes. "Elara..." Lyra called "What?" she answered "It's time you remembered who you are." She thought she had lost her wolf. She never knew her wolf had been waiting for her to awaken.

Seventeen-year-old Adrian Moretti has everything other students could dream of—money, power, influence, and a surname everyone fears. As the only son of the ruthless mafia lord Vincenzo Moretti, Adrian has been raised to inherit his father's empire. But when he transfers to a new high school, he meets Elena Bennett, a quiet girl who wants nothing to do with him. Unlike everyone else, Elena isn't impressed by his wealth or intimidated by his cold attitude. In fact, she barely notices him. And that only makes Adrian more determined to get her attention. «"Why do you keep following me?" Elena asked.» «"Because you keep running away."» «"Maybe I'm running because I don't like you."» «Adrian smirked. "You'll change your mind."» What begins as an unwanted friendship slowly becomes something neither of them expected. But Elena doesn't know Adrian's biggest secret. Behind the school uniform is the heir to a dangerous mafia empire—and enemies are already waiting for him to take his father's place. When Adrian's two worlds finally collide, Elena finds herself caught in a life she never wanted. Now Adrian must choose between the legacy his father built... And the quiet girl who somehow became the most important person in his world. He was born into darkness. She was the light he never knew he needed. And falling in love with her may be the one thing that puts them both in danger.

[Trigger Warning: This semi dark fantasy romance contains few mature themes.] SYNOPSIS: •A WORLD BUILT ON LIES• Long ago, humans lived unaware of the supernatural beings hidden among them—werewolves with their primal instincts, witches whispering spells in the dark, and elves with their ancient, watchful eyes. For centuries, they coexisted in fragile silence. Then, everything shattered. Near the shadow-drenced woods of the Shadow pack kingdom, human traveler stumbled upon a gruesome scene: an old woman’s lifeless body, her skin ashen, her wounds gaping like accusations. A few paces away lay a dead werewolf, its throat ripped open, its muzzle still flecked with blood. The truth was undeniable—monsters walked among them. Fear ignited war. Humans, armed with fire and steel, hunted the supernatural races. Witches and elves were dragged into the slaughter, their homes burned, their people butchered. The bloodshed raged until King Alfred V of the Amethyst Kingdom stood before the four Werewolf Kings—Silverhowl, Crimsonheart, Shadow, and Atlassian —and offered a deal drenched in poison. A sacrifice for peace. Every twenty years, each human family would surrender a daughter to the werewolves. And in return, the future Alpha Kings must wed a human—or the war would reignite. The werewolves agreed. The witches and elves retreated, their hatred festering like an open wound. The world remained fractured, its peace a fragile lie. --- •THE PROPHECY OF FIRE• In the hidden Blaze Tribe, where crimson eyes burned like embers, the seer Prophetia foresaw annihilation. "Our people will fall," she rasped, her voice trembling. "But from the ashes, a girl will rise—the one who will bring true peace… and the one they will slaughter for it." The tribe made a desperate pact. They would cast a spell—a curse of forgotten memory—erasing their existence from the world’s mind. Their souls would be the price, but their legacy would live on in Ovelia, the child of prophecy. The night the Blaze Tribe fell, Ovelia’s parents hid her in the whispering forest, their hands shaking as they sealed a goddess—Firera—inside her infant body. Then, they turned to face their doom. --- •FATE’S CRUEL WHISPER• Ace Draven—half-werewolf, half-witch prince of Silverhowl—had never believed in destiny. Until he found a crying infant in the forest. His wolf, Fenrir, howled in recognition. A crimson thread shimmered between them—mates. But Firera, watching from within Ovelia’s soul, snarled. "She’s a child. This is too soon." With a flick of her wrist and spell, she tore the memory from Ace’s mind, leaving only an empty ache in his chest. --- •TWENTY YEARS LATER: A SACRIFICE IGNITES• Ovelia has spent her life as a slave, raised by the cruel mayor of Timberline Village—a man who would gladly sacrifice her to spare his own daughter. The night of the sacrifice, the air reeks of damp earth and iron. Torches flicker as the werewolves emerge from the shadows. And then—Ace Draven steps forward. Their eyes meet. Fenrir *howls*. Ace’s claws unsheathe, his breath ragged. He doesn’t understand why his wolf is clawing at his ribs, why his pulse hammers at the sight of this stranger. But the bond between them burns hotter than vengeance. Ovelia doesn’t know him. He doesn’t recognize her. And yet, their souls scream in unison.

"I don't want your fucken money."Jungkook growled at the man whose hand had pinned him against the cold wall of his VIP room. " What do you want then?" Taehyung's humming,hoarse voice echoed in his whizzy head." Tell me baby boy.." Jungkook's hips plunged forward, grinding their cocks in frantic." Your cock..I want your cock..I need it.." Each moan,each whimper brought Jungkook closer to his highs. " Will you do as daddy says? Be a good boy for daddy?" " Yes.. yes.. I'll do anything..I need daddy's cock inside me..I need you to ruin me.." And he did... Black Swan is a slow burn,razor-edged love story where hate ignites desire and secrets unravel with every stolen glance. Jeon Jungkook,a sharp-tongued, emotionally guarded bartender,wants nothing to do with Kim Taehyung,the cold, dangerous and devastatingly irresistible CEO of Vante empire and co-owner of 'Black Swan' where he works. But when a secret contract binds them in a dangerously intimate arrangement,lines blur and control slips. As Jungkook fights his growing obsession and denies the fire Taehyung effortlessly lights inside him, Taehyung hides his own demons behind a mask of power and indifference. In a world tainted by lies, betrayal and unresolved loss, neither man can afford vulnerability but desire has other plans. Two broken men. One game of control. And a passion that threatens to consume them both.

They say an Alpha without a wolf is no Alpha at all. For ten years, Rhys has ruled as the most feared Alpha in the western territory—without ever shifting. Until Elise Winters walks into his territory—and his wolf comes back wrong. Stronger. Wilder. Fixated. On her. Elise is practical, stubborn, and completely unprepared for what she’s inherited. Rhys knew what she was to him the moment she stepped through his door. And he knows this— If he claims her, if he lets his wolf fully return, it won’t just change him. It could cost him his pack. His throne. And her life.

After a simple extraction mission, Kenneth makes a dire mistake that wipes out his entire team. Left alone and bleeding out, Kenneth has no choice but to pray to a higher being in hopes of getting a second chance at life. Luckily for him, his prayers are answered as he finds himself in the body of a man who has the same name as him! Now, faced with a strange world he is unfamiliar with, all he can do is follow the previous owners' wishes to enter the infamous military academy Toleran and become a renowned Anchor. The problem is finding a Striker to pair with. In comes Lucien Saint-James, the captain of the third division and a high-class Striker with whom he has the highest compatibility. The problem is, whenever Lucien is around, he gets this uncontrollable urge to bring him to his knees, not to mention that he doesn’t care for his arrogant attitude either. Now, Kenneth faces a dilemma. If he ever hopes to make it out of this academy alive and realize the dreams of the original Kenneth, he will have to suck up his pride and learn to hide his urges if he wants to make it out in one piece. Oh, and did he mention he had to deal with monsters and mystical beasts too?! ****************************************** Excerpt: “Kiss me.” Kenneth blinked. “What—“ “You heard me. Do it. Now.” Anger flashed in his eyes yet his body moved before his brain could tell him to stop. He reached for the Striker and their lips met. Kenneth poured his energy into Lucien, filling the barren pit inside his mind, giving him enough juice to keep going. The two pulled away, and Lucien’s steely eyes met his, holding him in place. “You always look like you hate anchoring me, but then you get that blissful look on your face that screams ‘I want more’. It’s cute.” Kenneth felt an unbearable urge to slap the smug smile off his face. But since now wasn’t the time to commit acts of violence against his pair. He held himself back. He would deal with him properly later. “Eat shit, captain.” Was all he said before sending him off. ****** A guideverse story with a little twist, hot and cold romance with a whole lot of slow burn (emphasis on burn because the MC refuses to admit his feelings, the stubborn fool). TW: Trauma, survival’s guilt, and violence

She was never chosen to save the world — she was forged to survive it. Etani is a half-fae assassin who understands the rules of survival: power is taken, mercy is punished, and every victory has a cost. She was never meant to be a heroine — only a weapon. When fate drags her from the shadows into the heart of political and divine conflict, Etani is stripped of her power, betrayed by courts and gods alike, and forced into leadership she never wanted. Each battle reshapes her. Each choice costs her something she cannot replace. As assassinations give way to crowns, and kingdoms become bargaining chips for gods, Etani must navigate brutal power struggles, shifting alliances, and enemies who would rather break her than kill her. Survival demands sacrifice. Power demands blood. And destiny does not care who it destroys along the way. This is a dark epic fantasy of ruthless survival, morally complex choices, and a female lead who does not seek redemption — only control over the chaos determined to consume her. For readers who enjoy dark fantasy, morally grey protagonists, and stories where power is both weapon and curse, Etani is a completed 12-book saga of transformation, vengeance, and the thin line between predator and prey. Content Warning: This series contains graphic violence, sexual content, torture, murder, cannibalism, domestic and sexual abuse, mental illness (including depression and suicidality), abortion, and miscarriage.

I woke up as an extra in a famous novel. Before I could even panic, a system window appeared. [Mission: Confess to Myles Cortez.] [Favorability: -10] [Time Remaining: 30 minutes] [Penalty: Death] Myles Cortez, the final villain of the story. Apparently, if I want to live, I have to seduce him. Easy, right? ... Wrong. "You think you can back out now?" His fingers tightened behind my head, eyes dark. "Blake, you confessed to me every day with that smile." ...I may have seduced him a little too well.

When fate forces Julienne Jenkins into a marriage she never wanted, her life collides with Roman Thompson. A powerful, untouchable billionaire feared in both business and beyond. Roman is a man surrounded by secrets, cold, calculating, and impossible to read. To the world, he is ruthless and Untouchable. A king. But behind closed doors, his actions begin to tell a different story. As Julie struggles to adjust to a life she never chose new identity, new rules, and a husband she barely understands she finds herself caught between fear… and something dangerously close to trust. Because the man she thought was heartless is always watching. Always protecting. Even when she doesn’t know it. But Roman’s world is not built on love it is built on power, secrets, and enemies lurking in the shadows. And as the truth behind his past begins to surface, Julie is pulled deeper into a life far more dangerous than she imagined. When love finally begins to bloom, it may already be too late. Because some secrets don’t just break hearts… they destroy everything.

Eloise’s hand trembled as Damien closed the distance between them. “You know too much,” he said, his voice low yet threatening. “Then give me reason to keep your secret,” Eloise replied, her chin lifting with defiance. She had nothing to lose now with her father gone. Damien’s gaze softened, just enough to keep her confidence alive. “Be mine, Eloise. Only then will both our futures remain intact,” he accepted the proposal. *** Upon her bedridden father’s request, Eloise Wilkins travels to town to stay with her uncle’s family for the season. Whilst Elosie enjoys her stay, she is unaware of her uncle’s plans to steal the money her father has set aside for her to inherit after his death. One fateful night at a ball brings a shocking revelation about her father’s death, and the culprit behind it is someone she least expected. Before her uncle seals her fate, Eloise stumbles into a childhood friend whom she proposes to using a secret he needs to remain hidden to force him accept her offer. With the help of her new husband, could Eloise expose the truth behind her father’s death? … After a reunion with his childhood love, Damien Hawthorne does the unexpected and gets married to the ever-so-cheerful Eloise Wilkins. Damien uses his power to help Eloise expose her family’s deeds and reclaim what belongs to her. Given a second chance with Eloise, Damien doesn’t intend to let her slip between his fingers again.

Lìngxiāo is the same boy Chóng Fēi believed he had killed indirectly by exposing him. Since the time Lìngxiāo was Eighteen, he has carried a strange condition that never lets him show pain or anger. As an independent exorcist with no controlling clan above him, he roams the land with three burning aims: to save the common people from darkness, to clear his own name—from his own father's murder—and to unravel the mystery behind the man who raised him before disappearing right after he learned to stand on his own. Was his father killed? Or was there something deeper than that? Who was that bloodless "uncle" who used to teach him what is distraction and what is destination? Were those teasing words—"A wave of pleasure"—something more than what he took too long to understand? Soon, his destiny took an unexpected turn. His hometown Yún Xi calls him back—not as who he used to be, but as a professional exorcist. A town haunted by a Red Robe Ghost, where no exorcist who answered the call has ever survived. When Lìngxiāo arrives, a silent surprise awaits him. The ghost is one groom or something else? why isn't his calculation matching? who hunts the heir this much? That heir is Chóng Fēi. He has spent more then seven years carrying the weight of a death he believes he caused—the death of Xiǎo Lìng, the boy who once protected him from his father's cruelty. He has spent years trapped between his father's control and the skull mummy who haunts his every step. Now, Chóng Fēi finds himself drawn to the mysterious, perpetually smiling exorcist. Something about Lìngxiāo feels familiar. Something about him makes Chóng Fēi want to trust—and want to run. He doesn't know that the man he's falling for is the same boy he's been mourning. During the investigation—through a ballad of needles and fear, all for the sake of keeping the heir alive—Chóng Fēi's one-sided longing grows into deep love. It becomes his reason to walk slower. To share belongings. To share his trauma. And Lìngxiāo, who has been searching for answers about his father and his uncle, begins to realize that the demonic energy haunting Yún Xi isn't just around him. It's around Chóng Fēi too. The ghosts are not the villains. They are victims of someone else—a mastermind who has been watching, waiting, pulling the strings. And there is more than one. The unknown one seems to be above the other. Can someone who roots for power and legacy move for the songbird whose nature is flying around, searching for his origin? And who even bothered enough to raise a hopeless boy without purpose—only to leave just when he had started to fly high and wanted to hear that simple "Do not worry, boy"? Let's find out on the surface of tears and smiles—which is not even the start or the end, but the middle of something far more complicated but ends into someone else's epic. Bonus book: For The Four Arms, One Soul [a book inspired by Chóng Fēi's shelf! say thanks to him for being such a story bug!]

She's a young and classy heiress, very beautiful and loves to dominate. Living her life according to her own terms, writing her own destiny and making her own identity. Her name is Tara Montesino, one woman that can't be messed with. She's never a playing Tara when it comes to getting what she wants. He's the opposite. His name is Hardin Cruz. He's a talented and casual young man, trying to find a truth about his past. Very charming and so presentable, living a quiet life until he crosses paths with Tara, who slowly dominates his life and his heart. "What are you doing here... ma'am Tara?" he asked her, after he caught her snooping around his cabin, the third time. He'd just unbuttoned his shirt, about to go to the bathroom. "Why be so formal? we're not at work Hardin." she replied, pulling him by his shirt and bringing him closer. "This isn't right, you shouldn't be here" He said. "Does it matter,I'm the boss, so you'll have to do.... whatever I want you to do," she replied before pressing her lips against his. Thank you for the support and reading this book. Happy readings!!

Rise Lee, a well-known A-rank esper in the federation. He was even ranked as one of the strongest among the A-ranks and recognized as one of the hopes for humanity.  However, he wasn't only famous because of his prowess or his attractive appearance; Rise was more infamous because of his terrible personality. He was called a villain by most guides and espers for a reason. And who would guess that Rise Lee was really a villain, in a literal sense?  The terrible truth then unfolded to him.  He, Rise Lee, is one of the main villains of the novel.  Rise Lee spat out a mouthful of curses and swore that if he had a second chance, he would mess up this damn novel until everyone went down with him. If the author was in front of him, he too would be destroyed with him!  And a second chance did come! Rise Lee, the villain, woke up five years before the main storyline! Heh.  So what if he was a villain destined to die? That protagonist who killed him, and the author... He would screw them over.  Being a villain, be damned. In this rebirth, he would take and mess up everything.  What did you say? The protagonist’s love life? Heh. That too. Rise would take his lover. The male lead... will be his.  - - #Guideverse #guide #espers #bl #r18 #rebirth

Lyra is a 21st-century girl from the modern world who accidentally transmigrated into the beast world while swimming. what happens when a gorgeous young girl with golden blonde hair and ocean blue eyes with ivory white skin doll falls into a world where the female population is drastically low. But as she stays in the world, she discovers many secrets about herself which she never imagined. Join her journey in discovering love, heartache, and the real truth of her life. This is my first story please support me and join me on my journey through this story. The cover photo is not mine Contains mature content with many r#18 scenes audience below 16 restrain from reading it. Follow my insta @ruby_rosie_2001

They wanted a villain, so I became one. Publicly humiliated and cast aside, Lina became an easy target after she was rejected by her fated mate, Kain, the Alpha's son. Used by those in power, blamed for things she didn't do, and abandoned when she needed protection the most, her first life ended violently and unfairly. But that wasn't the end. She was reborn into several years in the past with the memories of her death intact, and was aware of everything that would happen. Lina refuses to make the same choices again. This time, she keeps her distance, hardens herself, and stops trying to be good for people who never valued her. But no matter how careful she threads, fate still tied her down to the same person. Only this time, she had two fated mates instead of one, Kain's twin brother, Louis. And despite having rejected her and ruined her life previously, Kain is now desperate to reclaim her. However, as the saying goes, once bitten, twice shy. Lina refuses to fall back in her old ways again. He may want her back, but it doesn't mean she will still be there, waiting for him. Excerpt (Lina's POV) "You want an answer right? Fine…" I shot back, my expression hardening. "I feel nothing for you. Besides, aren't you already engaged? What more do you want from a lowly slave like me?" my words came out harsh, not because I meant to sound harsh, I just….I couldn't take the risk, not with a Winston. My fate could end up just like before, if I dared to let myself waver. I noticed his expression harden, his eyes turning cold as he quietly moves away to let me pass. I didn't waste another second there. I rushed out of his quarters, my eyes burning as I tried to hold back my tears. The emotions welling up inside me, so much pain than I've ever felt before, sadness….these couldn't be mine. I froze where I stood, clutching my chest as the emotions overwhelmed me. It was at that moment that it dawned on me. He was actually in love with me. But how? When? I don't understand. What in the world is going on, why had events become so unpredictable, so many things had changed I don't even know what to do anymore. If Louis was in love with me, then…maybe I finally had a chance to use him to change my fate. Carla has already proposed this, but I was afraid I'll end up being betrayed, used and then cast aside just like the past. But this was different now, he loves me.That makes him a risk… and an opportunity.... I just needed to use him to change my fate, I didn't have to love him back. Using him meant crossing a line I swore I never would. It meant becoming something I despised. But what was the alternative? I don't know what came over me, but I turned around, heading back into the room where I found him laying on the bed. He sat up in a hurry as I barged into the room, his eyes wide with surprise. He obviously wasn't expecting me to come back. "You—" he stopped himself, pushing himself upright. "Why are you here? " I didn't answer immediately. I stood there, staring at him, noticing the tension in his shoulders, the way his jaw clenched like he was bracing himself for rejection all over again. "I lied," I said finally.

The world of Hentai is a Dangerous Place, Especially if Your Best Friend is a Hentai Protagonist and You Are a Trap (MC is a Heroine) (Male-To-Female)

“Unlucky” would be the nice way to describe Lucas’ luck. He wasn’t just down bad. He was practically cursed. As someone who never asked to exist, he’s had to experience medical torture, imprisonment, and eventually death. And that was just his first life. Then, just as he thought of escaping his fate, he transmigrates into the body of the Empire’s most useless Flower Vase. Great, now he should have status, wealth, and beauty, right? Wrong. Because his new body, Young Lord Luca Kyros, was a vegetable. And what’s worse was that no one else seemed to know the truth. To everyone else, he was just your typical rebellious heir. He wouldn’t have minded that. He was used to being called a harlot or similar names for being a defective Guide. But the problem was he woke up right smack in the middle of the Royal Military Academy’s Assessment test. And his double body, the one who should be attending school, perished in an ambush. So now, he’s forced to resolve his existential crisis while attending a school he never even enrolled in. He’ll have to conquer his flimsy body, his brooding roommate, and his picky-eater “dungeon”—all that on top of surviving impending doom. Someone definitely needs a miracle.

[CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit sexual content, graphic violence, strong language, and themes of trauma. It is intended for mature audiences (18+) only. Reader discretion is strongly advised.] ------------ “Talk dirty to me,” I whispered. He growled low in his throat. “You want filthy, little bird?” “Yes.” He thrust deeper, harder, and leaned close, his lips brushing my ear. “I am going to fill your fucking cunt with so much cum that you will still be dripping until tomorrow. You will sit at breakfast with my seed soaking through your drawers and smile at Aunt Cornelia like the proper little slut you are.” I moaned. “That is disgusting.” “You asked for it.” “Again.” ------------ Clara Vance had it all. Millions of followers, a beauty empire built on glamour, and a life curated for the camera. But a lost bet with her mother sends her away from a marvelous weekend trip to Mykonos and into the dusty attic of her family’s decaying ancestral manor. The catch was her inheritance. Her task? A dreary clear-out. Her discovery? A centuries-old diary belonging to her great-grandmother, Eleanor Thorne. The ink tells a story of a forgotten history. Eleanor’s forbidden obsession with her guardian and step-uncle, Casimir Guggenheim, a ruthless railroad tycoon with a heart of stone. But when Clara touches the tear-stained pages, the scent of crushed gardenias doesn’t just fill the room, it drags her back to 1879. Trapped in Eleanor’s corseted body, Clara finds herself under the roof of the very man who haunted the diary. To the world, Casimir is a cold, untouchable magnate. To Clara, he’s a puzzle she’s determined to break. The problem? Clara isn’t the timid, fragile girl Casimir remembers. She’s a 21st-century It Girl with no filter, a strategic mind for business, a total lack of respect for Gilded Age propriety and a defiance waiting for trouble to happen. While the original Eleanor was a victim of her station, Clara is ready to burn the cage down. As Clara navigates a world where a single misstep means ruin, scheming relatives see her as a pawn, and a powerful suitor sees her as nothing but a business merger. She realizes the history books were wrong. Rewriting Eleanor’s tragic end is dangerous, especially when she starts falling for the man she was never supposed to have. History says they’re a tragedy. Clara says history is about to get a makeover.