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Su Qinglan sat cross-legged on the grass, holding the chubbiest tiger cub she’d ever seen. “Aww… Look at you,” she whispered, booping its tiny nose. “So cute I could eat you up...” A sudden shadow loomed over her. “What’s so good about this stinky cub?” a deep, amused voice asked. She blinked up… and froze. Towering above her was a tall tiger beast man, his golden eyes narrowed in a lazy, predatory smile. “Let’s have ours,” he said. Su Qinglan’s brain short-circuited. … Ours? OURS?! Before she could process, in the next moment she was hoisted up onto his broad shoulder like a sack of grain and carried straight toward the cave. Su Qinglan was so choked by the suddenness of it all… she forgot to even complain. *** Su Qinglan’s knees knocked together as she stared up at the enormous serpent. Its cold, red eyes narrowed, the flick of its tongue tasting the air between them. “D-Don’t eat me,” she stammered, hugging herself. “I...I’m not tasty… really, I’m stringy and full of… uh… bad cholesterol.” The snake’s head lowered until it was mere inches from her face. Her fox ears twitched wildly. And then, before she could blink...its massive body shimmered, scales turning into bronzed skin and lean muscle. Standing before her was a man so breathtakingly handsome that Su Qinglan’s poor fox eyes watered just looking at him. Su Qinglan swallowed hard, her tail fluffing up in panic. “I… I…” Her voice cracked. Okay, new problem… the snake is hot. She squeezed her eyes shut. “If you… if you really want…” She blurted, her face burning, “…y-you can… take me.” *** One moment Su Qinglan was fighting with the zombie king with all her might. Boom! The next, she woke up in a bizarre beast world… inside the body of a lazy, pampered, fat local tyrant everyone hated. The “original” Su Qinglan had been an arrogant, scheming villainess who spent her days bullying weaker beast women, chasing after handsome males, and terrorizing the tribe kids. Now, thanks to fate’s twisted sense of humor, Qinglan had inherited the body and the bad reputation. But honestly? Being fat in a beast world was still better than starving in the apocalypse. At least here, she could eat. The only problem? In this world, men weren’t just men, they were beastmen. Tall, strong, dangerous… And apparently, every beast woman was expected to have several husbands. The catch? The “original” Qinglan’s antics had scared away every decent male within a ten-mile radius. Armed with her apocalyptic survival instincts, a sharp tongue, and a mysterious system that suddenly activated... "Binding with host…" "Congratulations, host, for successfully arriving in the beast world." Qinglan decided she wasn’t going to cry about fate. If she had to live here, then she’d live big, literally.

Eleven years ago, Raxian entered EGO as a child. Now sixteen, he’s one win away from Diamond—the rank that separates the serious from the unstoppable. In EGO, there are no items. No builds. No luck. Your pulse shapes your power. Your emotional stability determines whether your ultimate manifests—or collapses mid-cast. When a mysterious opponent dismantles his promo match with frightening composure, Raxian’s climb becomes personal. Rivalries intensify. Pulse anomalies emerge. And the system begins pushing back. Some players chase rank. Others chase transcendence. Raxian doesn’t yet know what he’s chasing. But someone else does.

Seraphine Aldric was seven when her parents told her: "Your brother Theron will always protect you." And he did. Too well. Too much. Too obsessively. For twenty years, she never questioned why boys who showed interest disappeared. Why her brother's eyes followed her like a predator tracking prey. Why his touch lingered too long, burned too hot for something innocent. Until the day she discovered the truth: every man who ever wanted her was destroyed by Theron's hand. He didn't see her as a sister. He saw her as his birthright—property that came with the Aldric empire. She ran. Two years in London, building a life beyond his suffocating shadow. Two years of freedom. Then her parents summoned her home for an emergency. A girl is sobbing in their marble foyer. DNA tests scattered across mahogany tables. The impossible truth: Seraphine isn't an Aldric. She's the daughter of a hospital nurse, swapped at birth with the real heiress. She should be thrown out. Disowned. Finally free of the brother whose love feels like chains. Instead, Theron corners her in the hallway, storm-blue eyes blazing with something between relief and hunger. "Do you know how long I've waited for this?" His hand cups her face—no longer forbidden, no longer wrong by blood. "You're not my sister, Seraphine. You never were. And now there's nothing stopping me from making you mine." The real heiress wants her life back. Theron wants her in his bed. And Seraphine must decide: fight for the family that raised her but never truly loved her, or surrender to the man who's been obsessed with her since childhood—the only person who ever made her feel like she belonged, even if that belonging feels like captivity. Some loves are forbidden. Others are dangerous. Theirs is both.

Brielle Saintclair was raised to be perfect. The jewel of the SaintClair dynasty. The beloved princess of four powerful families bound by blood and business. Her entire life pointed toward one destiny: marry one of her three childhood best friends and unite their empires forever. She loved them—Thane, Cassian, Dorian. Her protectors. Her confidants. The men who made her laugh, held her when she cried, promised she'd always be theirs. Until the night before her 25th birthday gala, when she overheard the truth hidden behind garden hedges: "Marry her? I'd rather hand my empire to strangers." "She's not the one I want. She could never be." "I'd rather die than be trapped with someone I've never even desired." Three voices. Three rejections. Three shattering revelations that the love she felt was completely one-sided. Heartbroken and humiliated, Brielle does the only thing that makes sense—she vanishes. New name. New country. New life where no one knows she's the SaintClair heiress who ran from her own engagement party. But what she doesn't know is that each man said those words to hide his true feelings. Each believed he was protecting her from obligation. Each thought the others didn't want her. And each is desperately, violently in love with her. When they discover she's gone, three ruthless heirs tear the world apart searching. When they find her transformed—powerful, cold, looking at them like strangers—they realize the devastating truth: their lies didn't protect her. They destroyed her. Now begins the real battle. Three men competing to prove their love is real. One woman who refuses to be anyone's consolation prize. And a revenge plot that will burn their families' empires to ash. She ran from their rejection. Now they'll crawl through hell to earn her back.

1 chapter a day, until completion ~ Enjoy a mature romance. Not overly long, not under-developed, heart-warming and body-warming. ~ Elena is an ER nurse who works nights. Damien is a baker who starts work at 3 AM. They live in the same apartment building and share one thin wall. Their schedules mean they're both awake when the rest of the world sleeps; and a flirtatious exchange of notes under the door evolves into something far more physical after a chance meeting in the hallway at 2 AM. But daytime is a different world: she's dealing with grief from a patient she lost, he's trying to save his late mother's bakery from debt. The novel traces how a relationship born in the strange intimacy of nighttime hours has to learn to survive in daylight; with all its complications.

Family is a luxury not everyone can afford. Adelyn learned that the day Clara returned to the Scott family —and she quietly stopped belonging. No one abused her. No one hurt her openly. But the love that was once hers alone became divided. The attention that once chose her … became something she had to borrow. And whenever something precious stood between her and Clara —Adelyn was the one asked to let go. Not once. Not twice. But every single time. Her dreams. Her choices. Her place in the family. Her heart didn’t break in a single moment —it wore down slowly … until nothing remained worth fighting for. So, she erased herself from their world. Not in anger. Not in revenge. But to save what little of herself was left. ————— Seven years later, Adelyn returned. Not for the Scott family. Not for their love. She came back for the dreams she was once forced to abandon —and this time, nothing would be taken from her. No compromises. No sacrifices. Only her life. Her rules. She breathed in freedom. “No family…no shackles.” But just then— Two small arms wrapped around her legs. She stiffened. Looking down, she met a pair of familiar doe eyes staring up at her with unwavering trust. “Mama … Eira waited long for you. Don’t leave again.” …Mama? Before she could understand or react, a tall shadow fell over them. A man stood there —gaze sharp, cold, claiming —looking at her like she had belonged to him. “You dared to show up again?” Adelyn felt clueless. She would have asked him what he meant, however — Before she could speak — the ground vanished beneath her feet. A powerful arm lifted her effortlessly. “Since you dared …” his voice dropped —low, restrained, dangerous. “Don’t think of escaping again.

Everything was going on well until the night before her wedding, Lin Shuyin’s fairytale life suddenly crumbled from her fiancé's call, dragging her to reality... Her fiancé abandons her for her stepsister, her father and stepmother escape, abandoning her to fend off the reporters and media, and by morning, she’s framed for her grandmother’s murder. Thrown into a cruel underground prison, she dies beaten and broken. But death is only the beginning. An ancient soul awakens within her, a woman who spent a century trapped in a lab, experimented on, and injected with beast blood. When her soul awakens, the weak and naive Shuyin is gone. In her place rises someone colder, sharper… unstoppable. Then comes Lu Yuze, her ex-fiancé’s uncle, a man wrapped in secrets and power. He saves her from the abyss, but not for free. His price? Her blood, and her bone marrow… to save his dying daughter. The only thing Lu Shuyin wanted was revenge, and asked for a contract marriage, and money, these were the most important things to survive out there... In a world where betrayal runs deep, love becomes the most dangerous experiment of all. She’s no longer the victim. She’s the revenge they never saw coming.

My husband thought I was his doormat Luna until I became his ruin. … I was the Goldbane heiress. Gideon Vexwood was the lowborn wolf I married for love. I thought we were building a kingdom; I didn’t realize he was building my coffin. In one night, my world shattered. A tragic accident claimed my father’s life and stole my unborn child, leaving my body permanently broken. With the Pack Council threatening to strip my title unless I produce an heir, I was forced into a desperate gamble. I trusted my husband. I trusted my loyal maid. Together, we struck a secret surrogate deal to save the Goldbane’s right to the Alpha seat. I thought it was our salvation. I didn't know it was a trap. While I drowned in grief, Gideon and his mistress were celebrating my downfall, manipulating the very contracts meant to save me to turn me into a servant in my own home. They called it strategy. I called it war. For seven years, I played the victim. I endured their cruelty, letting them think they’d won while I forged a secret alliance with the only man they truly fear: Jarek Ashthorne. The infamous Rogue King. A man who rules the underworld with an iron fist and holds a debt to my father that he has never forgotten. He was supposed to be my weapon of revenge. I didn't expect him to be my salvation. Now, as the secrets of that fatal night emerge, the long game is finally over. They took my child. They stole my life. Now, I’m coming for their crowns. ____ Jarek hauled me forward until my chest collided with the rigid planes of his torso. “You have no idea, Elowen. Everything about you... every tear you shed for a man who doesn't deserve you… It’s all my business.” I shivered, but I clamped down on the sensation instantly. “Get your hands off me! I know what you’re doing. I’ve heard the stories, Jarek. Stay away from my marriage, stay away from my pack. And you better stay away from my life!” Yet, he pressed his face into the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply. “Is that what you call it, Elowen? I call it a wake-up call. But if you’d rather go back to your ‘Alpha’ and pretend that the walls aren’t closing in, be my guest.”

No feelings involved—until he became obsessed. ||Mature content|| Desperate to save her mother and escape her father’s debt, Alina signs a sudden contract marriage with Damian Thorn—the powerful heir of the Thorn family. But the man she expected to fear becomes her unexpected protector, spoiling her and tearing down her defenses piece by piece. Alina wanted safety. Instead, she stepped into a world where love is dangerous… And her husband might be the biggest danger of all. Cover by Tieu Man Thau pinterest

Oops! The foolish real young master had run away!!! The title of the book… Micah had everything anyone could possibly envy, a gentle mother, a supportive father, and two doting older sisters. His family business dominated the capital with its high-technology products, and he was raised with a silver spoon from birth. Life was perfect. Until one day everything crumbled when a young man appeared, claiming to be the real young master. The classic case of swapped at birth… Panicked and heartbroken, Micah, the fake heir, fought desperately to hold onto his family and fortune. From Bad-mouthing and spreading rumours to initiating misplaced hatred toward the real young master, he plotted financial pitfalls and implicated his family business in progress. Not to mention his backstabbing and selling the classified information to a rival company. “What the actual f..?” Micah stared at the book, seething with anger. He was practically a villain out of a melodrama. He would never be like that! Which vengeful ghost had written this book?! “Where is my knife?!” He needed to show this so-called author the true meaning of vengeance! Even if he couldn’t get his hands on him, at the very least, he could undermine all the nonsense that was written in his book! Whether would he really be this mentally handicapped as described in the book remained a mystery, but please could someone explain the rest of the book to him? Those madmen! Those Degenerated Gongs! How could they torment the cheerful sunny Shou and twist him into an obedient meek little puppet just to satisfy their sick desires?! “I, Micah Ramsy, swear to protect my new brother from those psychos and hungry wolves!” Thus begins the journey of the fake heir, hell-bent on keeping those scums away from his sweet brother.

Her life had been torn apart when she accidentally killed her ex-boyfriend’s girlfriend during a moment that spiraled out of control. She was arrested and sent to prison, facing the reality that one mistake could define her forever. However, Charlotte’s father, a powerful and determined lawyer, fought for her relentlessly and saved her from the full consequences, securing her release. Though she was free, the guilt and public judgment followed her everywhere. Charlotte returned to the same school, hoping to rebuild what was left of her life, but instead she was met with cruelty. Students whispered, bullied her, and treated her like a criminal who had escaped justice. Every day was a battle against shame, isolation, and fear, yet Charlotte refused to give up. Slowly, she began to regain her footing focusing on school, trying to stay invisible, and learning how to survive in a place that constantly reminded her of her past. It was during this fragile time that Hudson, the school’s popular and admired boy, noticed her. Unlike everyone else, he looked beyond the rumors and saw a broken girl trying to heal. His curiosity turned into attraction, and eventually into love, offering Charlotte a sense of hope she never thought she deserved. But their growing relationship awakens old wounds when Charlotte’s ex-boyfriend discovers what’s happening. Consumed by jealousy and unresolved grief, he begins to interfere, dragging the past into the present. Caught in a tense love triangle between guilt and forgiveness.

Arianne Summers was once the most feared woman in the business world—until love became her fatal mistake. Publicly betrayed by her fiancé, her empire stolen in a calculated corporate takeover, Arianne vanished from the spotlight, determined never to return. Five years later, her quiet life is interrupted by an unexpected knock. On her doorstep stand two scheming four-year-old twins holding a handmade sign: “Marry Our Uncle!” Their uncle, Franz Rochefort, is a world-famous actor reluctantly thrust into the role of CEO after his brother’s death. Overwhelmed, underestimated, and struggling to keep both his company and his family together, Franz needs help—even if he doesn’t know it yet. What begins as a logical, temporary arrangement quickly spirals into chaos as fake dates turn real, old enemies resurface, and two tiny matchmakers launch Operation: Make Uncle and New Aunt Fall in Love. In a world where power is currency and love is a liability, Arianne must choose—revenge against the past, or the unexpected family she never planned to have. A ruthless CEO. A reluctant superstar. Two scheming children. And a love story that was never part of the plan. #ceoromance #reversedroles #slowpaced #loveaftermarriage special thanks to @schreient_rui Join my new discord server: https://discord.gg/pj5ad3QgRk

Northcrest High was supposed to be Aira Kapoor’s fresh start— a school where she could stay invisible, avoid drama, and definitely avoid boys. But her plan dies in the first sixty seconds. Because she crashes—literally—into Reyhan Malhotra. Handsome, arrogant, effortlessly chaotic, and widely known as the school’s Certified Menace, Reyhan is the type of boy every sensible girl avoids. He breaks rules for fun. Teachers fear him. Students worship him. And Aira? She wants absolutely nothing to do with him. Until Reyhan finds her notebook. Inside it: “The 27 Rules for Surviving Reyhan Malhotra.” And instead of being offended, he decides to break every single rule—slowly, loudly, and with a smirk that gets under her skin. What starts as irritation turns into rivalry. Rivalry turns into tension. Tension turns into moments Aira can’t explain. And Reyhan… the boy she swore to avoid… gradually becomes the one person she can’t ignore. Between jealous classmates, chaotic best friends, unexpected feelings, and a growing storm of complications, Aira begins to question the one rule she promised herself she’d never break: Rule #27 — Never, ever fall for him. But Reyhan has never followed rules. So why would he start with these? A hilarious, addictive, slow-burn enemies-to-lovers school romance where a quiet girl meets the boy designed to ruin her peace—and possibly steal her heart.

This is a translation of the German original version. Arriving on Earth, Saturn Princess Evlina and her delegation meet Prince Kashion – dutiful, charming, and just a little distant. But the free-spirited servant Prior brings fresh energy to the palace and throws Kashion off balance. Between diplomatic talks, courtly splendor, and intense Cheqi matches, friendships, tiny jealousies, and first tender feelings emerge. Every move on the Cheqi board could decide more than expected – hearts, trust, and perhaps even the future of two worlds.

I listened to the potential buyers in the hallway as they inspected the females in the other cells. There weren’t enough beastmen to go around, and from the way other males bowed to them, I could tell they were apex predators. The very top of the food chain. In a world where females outnumbered the males twenty to one, the idea that these nine males were sharing one female between them instead of each taking twenty as their own was odd. Unheard of, really. Unless the female was of unparalleled beauty, then... no, I still didn't get it. What was even stranger was that this female seemed to be even more feared than all nine of her mates, combined. Tags: harem, primitive world, beast world, polygamy, bisexual, bxb, bxg, gxg

Wish thought that if she ever got a second chance at life, she would at least wake up in a better story. A spoiled princess. A doomed villainess on the path to redemption. A heroine adored by powerful husbands. Anything would have been fine. That's how stories were supposed to work. Instead, fate—and whatever twisted cosmic editor writes destinies—casts her in the one role she should never have been reborn into: the fat, ugly, unwanted maiden chosen for sacrifice. She awakens in a body mocked by her tribe, pitied by her parents, and avoided by every man. In a world where beast forms define worth, hers is a joke—a puff-fluff fox, a useless cotton cloud that couldn't frighten a butterfly. Worse still, she is the doomed extra whose sole purpose was to die during the Mating Moon Ritual—her death the trigger that allowed the real female lead, a beautiful, weak princess, to earn the devotion of the four almighty beast deities. The Wind Deity—hot-headed, wild, and dangerously unpredictable. The Solar Deity—arrogant, playful, and impossibly radiant. The Sky Deity—silent, calm, and shrouded in mystery. The Night Deity—cold, calculating, and merciless. Except Wish doesn't die. And her survival breaks everything. The plot stutters. Events twist. Characters act wrong. The world itself seems to notice her refusal to disappear—and begins trying to correct the mistake. Now hunted by fate and trapped in a society where beauty is worshipped, mating marks define destiny, and the weak are meant to be sacrificed, Wish is given one impossible condition for survival: She must derail the story completely. The only way to do that is to draw the attention of the four beings the world revolves around—creatures meant to be untouchable, distant, and divine. One is bound to her by a ritual that should have killed her. One meets her with hostility instead of fate. One sees her existence as a threat that must be erased. One should be incapable of feeling anything at all. They were never meant to notice her. The story was never meant to let her live. So how is she supposed to survive a world that measures worth by beauty and power, when she is fat, unwanted, powerless—and armed with nothing but a useless fluffy fox? Can she break the story that wants her dead? Or will she die exactly as the plot demands?

Maya is drowning in a debt she didn't create until her contract is "purchased" by Vivienne Vance, the city’s most feared and beautiful socialite. Forced into a world of cold luxury to work on a secret project, Maya is trapped between Vivienne’s psychological games and the possessive, silent gaze of Sloane—Vivienne’s lethal "Shadow." In this high-stakes 18+ drama, Maya must decide what she’s willing to sell: her skills, her freedom, or her heart.

[Historical + Book Transmigration + The 80s + Marry First, Love Later + Steamy + Getting Rich] As Song Qingya, a popular 21st-century actress, she unexpectedly transmigrates into the 1980s along with her rival. Unfortunately, her rival becomes the original female lead of the novel, Wen Xiuxiu. And she becomes the unlikable cannon fodder ex-wife who pesters the male lead. The moment she opens her eyes, she's dealt a bad hand. The original owner of the body was set to demand a divorce and elope with her first love, only to be sold to an old bachelor and brutally abused to death at a young age. Song Qingya will never let herself fall to such a fate. Without a second thought, she begins to act! The frail beauty, eyes slightly red, tugs on the corner of Fei Jin's shirt. "I regret it. I don't want a divorce anymore. Take me home, okay?" The man's Adam's apple bobbed as he scooped her up. "Alright. Don't you regret this."

In her past life, Jessie Sterling moved abroad for Julian Grant, only to have him break his promise and stand her up late at night for another woman on her birthday. Reborn into this life, Jessie Sterling personally severed her past adoration and affection, and instead entered a marriage of convenience with Victor Morgan, the heir to a century-old prestigious family in Aethelburg, a match approved by her family. She had originally thought it would just be a marriage for mutual benefit, and that they would treat each other with polite respect after the wedding. People in their social circle were not very optimistic about this newlywed couple with vastly different personalities. Until one day, some friends paid a late-night visit. By the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the Four Joys Courtyard, a group of people saw the man who dominated the business world by day having his knee stepped on. He held a bottle of cat-eye nail polish and was currently bowing his head, diligently painting the toenails of the foot resting on his knee. "Is this okay?" With a coquettish air, Jessie Sterling glanced down, her chin slightly raised like a spirited little peacock, "Well, it's passable, I suppose. But I think it could use another coat?" Victor Morgan was almost driven to laugh in exasperation by her words. After setting down Jessie Sterling's leg, he moved forward, planting his hands on either side of her, his eyes deep and dark as he said in a low voice, "Mrs. Morgan, that's enough!" Before Jessie Sterling could react, in the next moment, the man had already leaned in and captured the red lips before him that had been tempting him for so long. "Mrs. Morgan, don't you think this... is what really needs another coat of color?" The group of people who had just walked through the courtyard entrance froze on the spot. How the hell could this be called... treating each other with polite respect?