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Join our MC who in her previous life was one of the last surviving members of a legendary noble family who were known for their abilities to tame dragons as she journeys into this new unforgiving world called Toril in the continent of Feirun after dying to her lovers sword. Follow her journey from being Reincarnated as a bhaalspawn to A supreme being known and feared across the chaotic origin dimension. I should warn you, she is no hero she is a highly intelligent, talented, and formidable individual, known for her sharp wit and strategic mind.. She is a dangerous ally and an even more dangerous foe.

Zeus finds herself at the center of an overwhelming storm of affection—and obsession—from her own divine sisters. Hades, the cold and aloof eldest sister: “Zeus… you belong to me. As my younger sister, isn’t it only natural for you to bear children for me?” Poseidon, the yandere second sister: “Zeus, my precious little sister… let’s become one… completely.” Hera, the jealous third sister: “Zeus, destiny has made us husband and wife! Oh… of course, you’re mine.” Demeter, the energetic fourth sister: “Zeus, you wouldn’t just abandon your older sister and run off with those fools, would you?” Hestia, the obsessive fifth sister: “Zeus… hehe… I won’t remain a virgin goddess any longer. Take me!” Surrounded by divine love twisted into obsession, Zeus must face the impossible challenge of navigating the desires of gods who refuse to let her go.

In the Kingdom of Vaelis, power decides who lives, who dies… and who lies well enough to survive. Mireya Vale is meant to be nothing. Ungifted. Quiet. Forgettable. Just another girl thrown into the Crown Trials, clawing her way through the brutal Iron Spire where the weak are erased. Then there’s Jax Calder. Everything Vaelis fears. Everything it obeys. The kingdom’s perfect enforcer. The architect of the Iron Spire. The hunter sworn to wipe rebellion from the streets—starting with the elusive Black Thorn. Jax believes in control. In discipline. In breaking threats before they become legends. Until Mireya. There’s something about her… something sharp beneath the silence, something defiant in the way she meets his gaze and refuses to bow. He should crush her. Eliminate her. Walk away. Instead, he watches. Protects. Burns. Drawn together by tension they refuse to name, desire coils where hatred should live—and every stolen look feels like a betrayal waiting to happen. Because in Vaelis, enemies don’t fall in love. They destroy each other first.

"You really think you can just hide forever? From them? From me?" "Do you really think we can be together?" she whispered, her voice rougher than she meant. "No. We can't. It just won't work." Zayden tilted his head, his thumb brushing against the frantic pulse under her jaw. "Why?" His voice dropped low, dangerously smooth. "Why can't we make this work, huh?" She swallowed, the movement making her throat press harder against his hand. "Don't forget, You're----" “Say you love me…. Or I’ll fvck that stubbornness right out of you. Bend you over this desk, and make you scream my name until you forget your own." Aylin's face turned beet red. She pushed against his chest forcefully. He didn't move an inch. ***** Aylin Monroe Alston is a brilliant hacker and martial artist with Turkish roots. She can change her identity and her looks as easily as changing clothes. Always staying a step ahead of death, she had been on the run until she crashed into him. Zayden Cole Virelli is a billionaire leading a double life. On one side, he is a successful businessman; on the other, he is a powerful mafia king. Women don’t exist in his world until a runaway hacker crashes into him, capturing his thoughts and refusing to leave his mind. A collision in a dark forest leads to one lie he told and one secret she kept. Now, the most feared man alive wants her, while the woman who can bring down empires with just her keyboard wants nothing to do with him. He’s possessive, she’s untouchable, and they’re both liars. Two worlds collided: a hacker who can take down empires and the mafia king who won’t let her go. Can their love make it through the mess they're about to create, or will one of them get hurt first? WARNING!!!! - Mature Themes - He Fell First and Harder - Mafia World - Weak to Strong - Slow burn

Camellia inherited a criminal empire. Reina bled for one. Roman plans to own them both. When a hidden ledger exposing years of murders and secret debts resurfaces, alliances shatter and old loyalties ignite. Reina’s past with the ruthless Adrienne Falco refuses to stay buried. Camellia refuses to stay silent. And Roman—dangerously charming and always three moves ahead—may be the only one who knows how deep the betrayal really goes. Underground fight rings. Power plays. Forbidden desire. In a world where love is leverage and trust is weakness, the line between protection and possession begins to disappear. And when revenge becomes seductive… No one walks away untouched.

FOUR BAD ENDINGS. ONE CHANCE TO NULLIFIED IT ALL. ============================================== Null was just a painfully average photographer—until the day the sky cracked open and an eldritch horror tried to eat him. Just as a time-manipulating Sovereign rips his beating heart from his chest, Null doesn't find the afterlife. He finds a Round Table inside his own mind. Seated across from him are four men who share his mind, body, and soul : Deed, The Death Knight: A tragic knight whose world was swallowed by a black hole. Zeronoz, The Lazy Lunatic: A chaotic maniac who slaughtered his world's mythological beings. Zeroze, The Tyrant Gamer: A meta-gaming mastermind screwed over by a corrupt LitRPG system. Radiance Of Heaven, The Sovereign: A pre-eminent higher being trapped in an endless loop of war. They are his past incarnations. For 26 years, they’ve been living in his head as silent spectators, unknowingly waiting for the cosmic enemies of their pasts to cross time and space to hunt down their fifth and final life. With his present body destroyed, ROH, The Sovereign uses a forbidden time thread to send their collective consciousness back into the past—specifically, into the 16-year-old body of his first life, Deed. Now, Null must pilot the painfully weak body of a peasant boy while carrying the souls of four world-shaking entities in his head. To survive, he has to treat his past lives as his own personal "cheat code," train his fragile body from the ground up, and save a noble girl from a gruesome assassination that triggers a dark future. He has to rewrite histories before the terrifying enemies of their past catch up. WHAT TO EXPECT: Progression Fantasy: A true weak-to-strong journey. Despite housing overpowered entities in his soul, the MC must physically train his weak body from scratch. A Unique "System": No robotic AI here. The MC's "cheat codes" are his four overpowered, highly opinionated past lives who act as a chaotic peanut gallery in his head. Action & Comedy: High-stakes, dark fantasy battles balanced with laugh-out-loud internal banter, cowardly survival tactics, and absolute absurdity. Tragedy with a Purpose: Dark moments and brutal backstories, but driven by a satisfying quest to fix past mistakes.

[Also known as: Starting as a Wage Slave at Arasaka, From Arasaka to the Interastral Peace Corporation, I Am the Company!] This is mainly a story about a corporate dog from a cyberpunk world who climbs the ladder by joining various mega-corporations across different worlds, using left-hand-to-right-hand reselling tactics to seek advancement. Years later— "Cyberware exclusive, flesh inclusive" Arasaka Corporation, Night City Arasaka Security Division. Director Vela's optimization and solution proposal regarding the issues of cyberware implant erosion, exclusivity, and safety threshold limitations—the discovery of the T-virus and the potential for human enhancement programs. "Flesh is weak, ascend through machinery" Umbrella Corporation, Manufacturing Department. Dr. Vela's rebuttal against the proposal submitted by the White Umbrella (the internal bio-research division of Umbrella)—on the economic prospects and promotion of the cybernetic prosthetics industry. "Quinques are weak—cyborgs are the future" Commission of Counter Ghoul, R&D Department. An analytical report on mechanized organic body technology by Vela et al. … "Artificial Aeons" Supreme Director Vela Adelheid now announces our company restructuring plan: Interastral Peace Corporation!

Duncan discovers that he has transmigrated into another world and taken on the life of a farmer. Yet it doesn’t take long for him to realize that this is less a true transmigration than a grand simulation. Like a player switching roles in a game, he is able to assume a “Human Form” with countless possible identities. ——"Manure Fork Mastery: Your background and childhood work on the farm have made you proficient in using the manure fork, surpassing other weapons. When fighting with a manure fork, significantly increase in critical hit, backstab, attack speed, etc. No one would pay too much attention to a farmer holding a manure fork." ——"Combat Bar [Stab]: You have not received formal combat training, and the only combat technique you are proficient in is a single move, stab." ——"Combat Bar [Roll]: You often fought in your childhood, and thanks to that, you have mastered some rolling and dodging techniques. However, it's not always effective, at least not against those with quick reflexes."

Once, Mu Anhan walked out on the man who loved her to madness—only to die and discover the price. Reborn, she clings to Gu Xiaozhan’s sleeve and whispers, “One more baby?” The tabloids sneer: “She’s nothing but a baby-maker, soon to be dumped.” Then her masks fall—perfume empress, top hacker, miracle doctor, AI genius, design prodigy. Now Nobel laureates queue at her gate. At night she curls in his arms, red lips teasing. Gu Xiaozhan lifts an eyebrow, voice low and scalding: “Ready for round three?”

[1v1 pure love + transmigration + ancient martial arts + highly pampered by disguise group + mysticism + entirely fictional universe] Gu Zhiqi transmigrated into the role of the vicious female antagonist. The heroine was a true heiress with numerous disguises, while she, usurping the nest of others, constantly framed the heroine, and in the end, tragically received her 'boxed lunch' as the fake heiress. Gu Zhiqi: Even transmigration can't stop me from retiring! However, transmigration couldn't, but poverty could. Master Zhi was forced into business! ... #Breaking! Gu Family's fake heiress, Gu Zhiqi, kicked out and now swindling money as a fortuneteller under a bridge# The protagonists' group style started to go awry. Eldest Brother Gu: Need money? Take this neighborhood. Second Brother Gu: Second bro gives you an entertainment company. Third Sister Gu: Just made a billion, keep it safe. Fourth Brother Gu: Young master's championship prize money, take it. Money-loving heroine: Need money? Pick any color card you like. Biological brother: Come back to inherit the family fortune. Gu Zhiqi: "..." Huh? What happened to the vicious female antagonist script? ... #Breaking! Everyone in the Gu Family is a top player in their fields, except the fake heiress who's nothing but a pretty face# And then, the big shots started calling one after another. First Big Shot: Our alliance's ancestral site doesn't have better feng shui than under a bridge? Master Gu, reconsider? Second Big Shot: Need money? Think about that last order. Third Big Shot: Have time for fortune-telling, but no time to write papers? Fourth Big Shot: Miss Gu, I have a surgery here, what do you think... ... Gu Zhiqi: Read, retiring, do not disturb. A certain movie star: You just used my account. Gu Zhiqi, who had swindled enough money to retire, "..." ?!

In a world governed by ancient forces, existence itself is shaped by Embodiments—beings that represent the fundamental truths of reality: wind, water, light,storm...... and cloud. For centuries, these powers have quietly influenced the fate of nations and clans, guiding the balance of the world. Kaito Kaze was born into the prestigious Wind Clan, living a peaceful life surrounded by family, laughter, and dreams. But destiny had already chosen him. Within him lies a power unlike any other. Not only is he the Embodiment of Wind, he is also the vessel of something far greater— The Guardian of Freedom. A force older than kingdoms. A power that refuses to be chained. But freedom has a price. As the world begins to shift and ancient powers awaken, Kaito’s peaceful life begins to crumble. War, betrayal, and loss tear away everything he once held dear. The people he loved most disappear one by one, leaving him alone in a world that fears the very power he carries. Yet the wind does not stop moving. And neither can he. Burdened by grief but driven by purpose, Kaito must rise above despair and walk a path few could endure. A path where gods, embodiments, and monsters clash for control of existence itself. Because freedom is not simply given. It must be fought for. And sometimes… The one who carries freedom must walk alone.

Sonia Walker found herself waking up in the hospital unaware how she ended up there. But rather than the joyful faces of her husband and family. She woke to the greatest betrayal and revelation ever. Her husband and Mistress (her best friend) had plotted her life. She ended up in the hospital while she thought that was all...her best friend whined of securing a home for her baby (her husband's child) The price for the union was her life. Just as she tried to endure the pain, they made out beside her on the hospital bed. From that moment, Sonia had one purpose: Ruin their life, avenge herself and make the scumbag her ex who would only crawl and beg. Oops! I forget. She also flaunted her new love and career in their face.

Excerpt Aristia could not help but stare at the platinum blonde a few steps in front of her. She seemed to sparkle with a glow that drew people in around her. Something that only happened to the main character of a novel. [Is that stupid book sure I'm the female lead?] She thought, her jaws almost going slack. At this point, she was sure she was deluding herself— or the book was deluding her. She didn't know why, but she already disliked the girl. [This is definitely not jealousy.] She rubbed her brows, watching how the innocent, naive looking girl exuding female lead aura was being flocked around already by others despite her low status. "F*ck, I'm really in deep shit!" — Aristia Andrews had just returned home from work and prepared to go to sleep, when she was given a novel. Nothing strange about that though, huh? But just after she had completed the novel, she woke up to find herself tossed into a whole new world. Taken from her world and the life she deemed perfect, and tossed into a not-so-ideal world. She becomes Aristia Amberale, the beloved five year old daughter of the only Grand Duke and Imperial Prince of the kingdom, said to be loved by all in the kingdom. Now part of royalty, she has to get accustomed to living in a backward world of Kings and Queens, Dukes, Marquises, Earls, Viscounts and Barons. Just the titles and hierarchy were enough to make her smart head spin. With beautiful and loving parents and relatives, a hopelessly adorable younger brother who just might be a sis-con, loyal-to-the-death servants, and a smart brain, join Aristia as she enjoys eating and making delicious cuisines, forms unique friendships, and creates successful businesses. However, she finds all is not as she thought it was; there just might be something bigger than she expected that the book did not reveal— something that could turn her well balanced world upside down. First of all, she discovers that her character is actually hated and not loved. Then, she finds out she's not really the female lead. Now... she has a lot of mysteries surrounding her to unfold, secrets to uncover, and a sad fate to avoid. But... "Hey, why are you looking at me with those eyes? The female lead is over there." "You, stop following me around, will you? You're supposed to hate me!" "Stay back, all of you! What's wrong with you?!" But most importantly... why are these obviously important characters not leaving her alone? And why was the cold, unloving soon-to-be Emperor husband of that powerful Empire paying attention to her instead of the female lead? It wasn't supposed to be like this...

After his father falls critically ill, a nineteen-year-old boy struggles to hold his broken family together. Hiding the truth about his father's fate, he bears the weight alone—until the day everything changes. In the shadows of a hospital bathroom, strange shadows awaken and consume him. When he regains consciousness, he discovers a terrifying truth. He is no longer human. Now a Dream Shadow, bound by mysterious seals. he must learn to survive in a world where he exists only as shadow and find a way home. But if the first seal has already broken… what will happen when the rest awaken ___________________________________

DARK ROMANCE DISCLAIMER! This story features a male lead who is far from a gentleman. His love is obsessive, manipulative, possessive, and all-consuming. If you are looking for a fairytale, this isn’t it. As a Mafia romance, this story involves criminal elements and morally grey (or black) actions. You may find certain themes or behaviors difficult; if these tropes are not to your taste, I kindly suggest you skip this one. Includes super explicit steamy scenes (which will be marked with warnings). I welcome constructive critiques, but please keep the comment section respectful. R18 | Reader discretion is heavily advised. Proceed only if you enjoy pure, manipulative dark romance. ~~~~~~ I loathed those dark eyes. Not a day or night passed without them haunting me like restless ghosts on a rampage. Even as I stood there defiantly glaring at him, they seemed to bore into my mind, body, and soul. I hated them. I despised them. "You spoke out of turn, sweetheart." His infuriatingly deep voice shattered the flame igniting in my body. "I don't want you kneeling. I want you standing exactly like this... angry, defiant, and unbroken. So you understand that even at your strongest... you're still mine." "And if I don't want to be? Will you destroy me?" Defiant was my middle name, and I would live up to it or die trying. "That doesn't scare me." A slow smile I knew all too well touched his mouth, but it did not unnerve me one bit. I had seen too much of his ruthlessness to be deterred by that dark, devoted, yet terrifying smirk. "I would destroy the world first. But if it came to you?" He leaned in, his words brushing my ear like a promise and a threat intertwined. "I'd ruin you... and call it mercy." ***** For three years, Isabella was married to one of the richest men in America. But their marriage was anything but loving; to be precise, it was a contract. When the time finally came to an end, she walked away exactly as the agreement demanded. Gabriel Smith let her go, certain that the "little Isabella" he knew had nowhere else to turn. He expected her to come crawling back the moment she faced the cruelty of the real world, a decision that would become his greatest regret. Instead, Isabella disappeared back into a past Gabriel knew nothing about, leaving him to now chase her, but only to find her in another man's arms.

Zara Temiloluwa Adeola is a brilliant, magnetic, and unpredictable woman who owns a luxury art gallery in Lagos, a legitimate empire hiding the scars of a brutal past. As a child, she witnessed her father’s cruelty and the loss of her mother, leading her mind to fragment into five distinct personalities, each with its own way of navigating the world. Zara thrives in society’s spotlight, her charm and intelligence commanding respect—and envy. She balances a friends-with-benefits relationship with her childhood friend Taye, who knows her deepest secrets, against the intrigue of a new man, Damilola, whose presence challenges her control. As she navigates love, ambition, and danger, her past resurfaces, forcing her to confront enemies who lurk in the shadows. In the ultimate climax, loyalty, love, and survival collide, leading to sacrifice, heartbreak, and the emergence of a new chapter in her life—with the man who truly understands her. Shades of Zara is a thrilling exploration of love, trauma, and identity—a story of a woman who fights for power, trust, and the freedom to define herself.

Being a book lover, Luna has always wished that if there was a next life, she would be transmigrated to one of the genres she loves to read about. It was just a wish though, but who would have thought it would happen so soon?! Reverse Harem - Check! Super handsome and hot men - Check! Being rich and pretty - Check! But are there really no take backs for a seemingly perfect life?

They tell you the towers are safe. They tell you the glass is unbreakable. They lie. ​At nineteen, the "Quiet Year" ends, and the Hum begins. For the residents of the Northern Sector, the full moon isn't a celestial event—it’s a biological trigger. When the Boundary Layer thins, the "Sleep" takes the chosen, dragging them from their beds and dropping them into the Echo, a primal mirror-world where humanity is no longer at the top of the food chain. ​Kieran is a survivor of a summons that should have been his end. He returned from the mist with shadows in his eyes and a terrifying realization: the monsters in the Echo are predictable, but the people in the towers are not. ​To survive the next lunar cycle, Kieran must navigate two battlefields. One is a landscape of violet mist and bone-deep cold. The other is the high-stakes social hierarchy of the mega-blocks, where the wrong look can be as lethal as a predator's strike. ​As the vibration in the walls grows and the "Sleep" looms, Kieran begins to play a game of mirrors. He is crafting a version of himself that the world finally fears—but every mask has a breaking point. ​When the moon is full, who will be left standing: the boy they ignored, or the lie he created to survive?

In the heart of Whispering Pines School of Arcane Arts, where ancient spells echo through ivy-covered corridors, lies a secret that defies time itself (magic). At the heart of this mystery is an enchanted bracelet, its silver links etched with symbols. But this is no ordinary jewelry; it harbors a soul—trapped, restless, and yearning for release. 5 young adults go on a quest to uncover the secrets of their school and the underworld.

WARNING: ITS A 18+ BOOK Heena stretched on the warm sand, sipping coconut water. Finally, peace. No scheming heroines, no brooding male leads—just her and the ocean. “HEENA! MOTHER! I FOUND YOU!” Her eye twitched. Not now. Floating above the beach was a golden lion with sparkling wings. “System 547,” she said, gritting her teeth. “I’m on vacation.” “But the worlds are collapsing! Male leads are going crazy! Villainesses are dying! White lotus heroines are ruining everything!” “Not my problem.” “You’re the Black Lotus! Only you can fix this!” “Exactly why I deserve a vacation.” “No rules! Slap them, seduce them, team up with the villainess—anything!” Heena sipped her coconut. “If I say yes, triple points, rare items from every world, and six months vacation after.” “Done! Anything!” the lion shouted, tail wagging. Heena stood, brushing sand off. “Fine. Show me these broken male leads.” Her smirk was dangerous. . . . The portal threw Heena onto cold marble floors. Her head spun as чуж memories flooded in. Empress Celeste Ravencourt. Five husbands. A dying empire. “Great,” Heena muttered. “I’m the villain.” A tiny golden lion appeared beside her. “Welcome to World 12! You’re married to five powerful men who all hate you. They’re meeting tonight to poison you and crown the heroine instead.” “Let me guess,” Heena sighed. “White lotus?” “Lady Seraphina. Sweet, kind, system-backed. They’re all in love with her.” Heena rubbed her temples. The body was weak, starved, exhausted. No wonder Celeste died so easily. “Fine,” she said, pulling off the heavy jewelry. “That empress is dead. I’m not.” She chose a simple dark dress, tied her hair up, and met her reflection. The sadness vanished. Confidence took its place. At dinner, five men waited—cold, powerful, deadly handsome. Warriors, priests, generals, spies. Every one of them wanted her gone. Wine was poured into her glass. Poisoned. Obvious. They watched her closely. Heena lifted the glass, smiling lightly. “To new beginnings.” She drank it all. The silence cracked. Nothing happened. Their faces changed—shock, fear, disbelief. Heena leaned back, calm and smiling. “Now,” she said softly, “which one of you thought killing me would be that easy?”