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They sent Joshua Vale to the demon realm to die. The talentless third prince. The expendable son. A royal sacrifice to keep the peace between humans and demons. But when Princess Lysandra tested him and Joshua somehow survived, he awakened a magical cheat system allowing him the power to survive the dangers of the demon realm. A forbidden power that shouldn't exist. One that grows stronger with every drop spilled and every wound taken. Joshua faces tests that would break gods. But his cheat system has other plans: [Every attempt on his life only makes him more dangerous.] The demons expected a weak offering. His kingdom expected a quiet death. Instead, they created the one man capable of bleeding both realms dry.

Chloe is a sweet, innocent girl who dreams of a simple life, but fate has other plans. After a chance encounter with Sebastian, a cold and powerful billionaire, she finds herself unexpectedly pregnant. Forced into a marriage of convenience, Chloe struggles to adapt to her new life, but Sebastian's icy exterior melts when he's with her. As they navigate the complexities of family, business, and their growing love, Chloe's sweet nature and unexpected strength win over everyone, including Sebastian's family. With humorous mishaps, heartfelt moments, and plenty of sweet romance, this story will make you laugh, cry, and fall in love all over again.

Lyra Ashford, a young doctor, believed her life with her fiancé, Lucas Arden, was just beginning. But everything changed when Lucas suddenly left to go abroad, postponing their wedding without even asking her. He simply assumed she would wait for him to return. But Lyra, to protect her family, she agreed to marry Rowan Pierce instead—a man she never imagined she could love. At the altar, Rowan made it clear he would not accept a marriage of convenience. He wanted Lyra to choose him freely, not out of obligation.

[Completed] - I'm planning to write more extra chapters for this novel. [Rewrite done] === Su Min transmigrated into the game world of "Path of Immortality" right after creating her character. Now she's a fallen noblewoman whose clan was executed as scapegoats for a certain prince's rebellion. At just fourteen years old, she's become the target of a powerful being that wants her body. With the Emperor also wanting her dead, she's being hunted by the entire empire. A fugitive and utterly alone, how will she survive in this increasingly dangerous world? (Note: I'm currently refining the translation to smooth out the prose. If you spot small changes during a re-read, that's why! The story itself remains the same.)

|SEASON 2 OF CLAXTON · BREAKING INTO TWO PARTS DUE TO SIZE| | WATTPAD CREATORS PROGRAM| The Octopus Man is growing stronger, and so is Tracey. Makenna must find her way to the Bermuda Triangle to protect the Human and Magic Worlds before the young apprentice becomes the claxton he is destined to be. *** Since Makenna Delling discovered she is a Metamorphic Fairy, nothing in her life has been simple. Having just finished her sophomore year of high school, she and Tracey must travel to the undersea city of Atlantis to stop Tracey from falling victim to his own power... the power of the claxton. Ash, a Wizard Fairy, is on a secret mission from Coutarine Island to help them. However, the Octopus Man remains active and vows to drag Tracey to the Bermuda Triangle. Because of this, Ash must teach Makenna and Tracey Special Spells—spells that will help them win their battle against the Octopus Man. It is now even more crucial that Makenna becomes a Merfairy Metamorphic Fairy. The Human and Magic Worlds are colliding in an event similar to something that happened seventeen years ago. What does this event have to do with Makenna, Tracey, and Ash? How will the teens reach Atlantis without the Kraken destroying them before confronting the Octopus Man? Most importantly, will Makenna ever find her long-lost family member? *** *Main tropes: Love triangle and friends-to-lovers.* *Note: My writing style is 3rd-person omniscient, so please judge it accordingly. Thank you!*

Tammy Curry is a teen girl who lives in Huntington Park, California, with her parents. She goes to visit her father at his new job in Vernon, where he is working as a mechanic for a vintage car repair shop called “Vinton’s Vintage Repair”. There she meets Mr. Vinton, the owner of the shop, and his son Zack, who’s a real cutie. As Zack and Tammy become acquaintances, their fathers bring a new car into the shop, which they’ll be repairing for a TV producer. The producer tells them the story behind his newest collective item, and it's quite the gruesome one. One day, as Tammy is being taken to school, she sees the aftermath of a tragic car collision, which she initially thinks is an accident. However, as the story unfolds, it appears to be something more sinister. As more suspicious crashes begin to occur around their neighborhoods, Tammy, Zack, and the police will soon realize there's something very wrong going on, and it might be related to the old car the shop is fixing.

#NoCP "They called her the 'Vicious Female Supporting Character'—so she decided to live up to the title." After her brutal death, Song Wanníng realized she was nothing but a disposable villainess in a twisted fate. Her childhood sweetheart? Now the female lead's devoted lover. Her beloved disciple? The male lead who personally crushed her bones and ashes. And the sect that raised her? Complicit in her family's massacre. Reborn with the knowledge of her past life, the Three Lives Mirror warns her: "To survive, you must whitewash your image and beg for the protagonists' favor." Song Wanníng smiles. Whitewash? Why play the pitiful victim when she can burn the entire script? -The Medicine King Sect’s inheritance is reserved for the female lead? She shatters the guardian spirit and loots every last treasure. -The divine beast rejects her for the male lead? She skins it alive and drains its blood—no blessings for traitors. -The sect sides with her enemies? Then let them all fall from grace, exiled from the cultivation world! They called her insane, ruthless, a demon in human skin—but so what? If kindness earned her only a blade in the back, then she'd embrace the madness instead. But power comes at a price. To defy fate, she willingly embraces demonic cultivation, fusing it with her righteous Dao in a dangerous, delicate balance. The Heavenly Dao favors the protagonists with blatant, unfair luck, but Song Wanníng? She doesn't need luck. She has wrath. And this time, she'll make sure everyone burns with her. === English Original Title:《The Crazy Uncle-Master Went on a Killing Spree, and the Whole Sect Was Burned to Death!》 (Note: Title adapted for tone and readability while preserving the story’s core themes.) Status: Serializing

In a world ruled by ancient bloodlines, where vampires reign and power is dictated by the color of your eyes, Selene was never meant to exist. While silver, gold, and black eyes mark noble ranks, hers burn crimson — a color cursed by history, feared by nobles, and whispered to be the bloodline of the long-dead Crimson Witch. The Council watches her every move, waiting for her to slip, to prove the prophecy true — that she is the danger they’ve always feared. But Selene isn’t interested in fitting into their fragile society. She's bold. She's dangerous. She's done playing by their rules. As palace schemes deepen, old enemies resurface, and forbidden alliances form, Selene finds herself caught in a dangerous web of power, betrayal, and forbidden desire — especially when she crosses paths with a mysterious man who should be her enemy… but might become her greatest temptation. In a world where love is deadly and power is everything, can Selene rewrite the fate written in her cursed blood — or will the Crimson Heir fall like those before her?

Clara Lovesteen has always had a dark side. The one thing keeping her from corruption is her father’s ever fleeting approval… and generous allowance. Known to many as a snob and highbrow, being new money means one thing: sparkle high and never look down because if you blink, you could drop at any moment. But unbeknownst to most, her whole life she’d actually barely skated the line of a high scale life. With borrowed designer heels, maxed credit cards, and just enough charisma and daddy’s money to get by in a prestigious college... so far, no one had ever doubted her authenticity. With only one semester left until graduation, she crosses paths with Cyra Blackthorne, the secret billionaire heir of an old-world aristocratic dynasty that no one dares to ask questions about. No interviews. No history. No leaks. Just whispered and inherited power. Their encounter changes everything when they are bound by something neither of them understands — something ancient, electric, cosmic… and impossible to outrun. Clara must risk her pampered life to fight a darkness that has already chosen her. A strange, supernatural power that she never asked for but cannot escape. The glittering world she grew up in begins to show its veiled sharper edges—where high society is less champagne and smiles and more illicit wars, old-money secrets, and power masked as civility. Cyra may be the only one who can teach her to survive it… But he might also be the one to make her darkness blossom. Is she the spark that softens a villain, or the catalyst that completes one? Together they might save the world. Or burn straight through it.

Eternal Nexus Online When Zyren Hale logs into Eternal Nexus Online for the first time, he expects nothing more than a game. Instead, the world greets him with silence. The sky above him splits open with brilliant light. Every player in the region collapses. NPCs freeze mid movement like puppets with cut strings. The forest itself stops breathing. Only Zyren can move. A crown made of shattered divine fragments drifts toward him, carrying the last heartbeat of a forgotten god. It speaks to him in a voice colder than the void. You were not meant to survive this. Yet you stand. You have been chosen to erase the divine. Zyren awakens with a hidden class that should never exist. A class banned by the pantheon. A class whispered about in mythic ruins. A class designed to break the power of gods. Mythic Godbreaker. From that moment, the game is no longer a game. Divine beings watch him from the sky with golden eyes. Shadow creatures stalk him through the night forests. NPCs speak his real name, a name he never told them. Some players vanish after approaching him, leaving only echoes where their avatars stood. And outside the game, Nova City begins to distort. Zyren dreams of places he has never seen. His VR pod records impossible readings. People he passes feel an unexplainable chill. Nexus Technologies hides reports of players who claim they heard gods whispering through their headsets. The more Zyren grows, the more the world responds. His presence bends quests, shifts monster behavior, and alters divine territory. Rumors spread that a forbidden class has awakened. Some want to worship him. Some want to control him. Some want to erase him before the gods notice. But it is already too late. The gods have noticed. Beautiful and deadly heroines step into his path. A frost warrior with eyes like ice. An archer whose spirit burns brighter than sunlight. A divine avatar who watches him with dangerous curiosity. Each one drawn to the same impossible truth. Zyren is the beginning of a prophecy the world tried to bury. When the Godbreaker rises, pantheons fall. Worlds fracture. Realities bleed together. And the truth behind Eternal Nexus begins to awaken. Zyren Hale entered a game to escape his life. Now both worlds are fighting over him. Only one question remains. Will he become the salvation of Aetherra Or the reason the gods fall into eternal ruin.

Before wars, before betrayals, they were children. This is the story of Lytavis and Tyrande - their beginnings, their bond, and the innocence that shaped everything that came after. In the quiet Temple gardens and starlit halls of Suramar, friendship takes root, even as the threads of destiny begin to weave in two brothers named Illidan and Malfurion. What follows is not prophecy, but childhood - fragile, luminous, and impossible to forget.

Some people are born with a curse—a curse of seeing too much, feeling too deeply, and sensing truths others overlook. They suffer in silence, terrified of being judged for the very things that make them different. They feel ignored, left out, misunderstood. Their curse does not come from being bad; in fact, they are often the quiet hands that shape the lives of others. Egemed was one of them. His sight—this strange and merciless gift—allowed him to witness things beyond human reach. He felt so intensely that the boundaries of wrong and right blurred before him. More than once he wished to undo this sight, to tear it out of his soul and be normal. But the world had already carved him into something else. For twenty years, he lived in a shadowed silence that felt like hell. No matter how others tried to bring him joy, happiness slipped past him like water through fingers. He longed for something simple yet rare—someone who understood him. Someone who could see him. And for six whole years, he found exactly that. A friend who carried his weight, who listened, who made him believe he could belong in a world that once rejected him. But even that light could not erase the wounds of a lifetime. At twenty-one, Egemed finally broke. He tried to speak of the truths his eyes had shown him—tried to show people the world that lived inside him. But instead of understanding, they scolded him. Mocked him. Called him mad, delusional. The more he revealed, the more they forced him back into silence. ••• “I once met a man who spoke as if every word carried a wound. His eyes were quiet, yet inside them lived storms”

I shouldn't exist here. One minute I was a normal guy on Earth, the next I woke up in New York City, complete with a looming, catastrophic future echoing in my mind. This isn't a comic book—it's the Marvel Universe, and I know exactly when the tragedies are supposed to hit. My biggest problem? I'm not Peter Parker. I'm just a nobody, dropped into this world with one cheat: the Destiny Evolution System. It's hungry for change, rewarding me every time I successfully derail a major canonical event. The first, most crucial target: The girl on the bridge. The beloved heroine destined for a fall that defines an entire era of heroism. I know her face, her fate, and the exact moment disaster strikes. I won't stand by and watch destiny unfold. With my System, I'm not just observing—I'm evolving my way to power, one averted disaster at a time. The heroes can keep fighting the villains; I'm fighting fate itself. Welcome to the Marvel timeline. I'm here to break it. -------------------------------------------------- Note: This is a Translation. Non-profit fanfiction based on Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU) series. All rights to original creator. For extra chapters u can go ~ [patreon.com/_Shadowscale] Atleast 9ch/week will be updated regularly.

She thought a contract was just business. He called it a FUCKAHOLIC contract... pleasure without promises, desire without attachment. I was supposed to keep my distance, stay professional, and survive the mess he called “fun.” But Aec didn’t play by the rules. He was cold, dominant, and utterly irresistible, a storm I couldn’t escape. Then came the night that changed everything. The accident. The absence of his presence in my story. A month gone in darkness, only to wake up to a world that had moved on… and him married. Now, our lives are tangled in ways I never imagined. His company, my career, and my heart are all on the line. Some heartbreaks don’t end in goodbye. They return colder, richer, and wearing a wedding ring. Will I crumble under the weight of betrayal… or rise to claim my own story?

She was supposed to marry a man of her choice. Instead, she was sold to the devil. Isabella Romano has lived a sheltered life, her innocence untouched by the mafia empire her father secretly serves. But when a deal goes wrong, she’s forced into the arms of Damian Moretti, the cold, ruthless heir to the most feared mafia family in Italy. To Damian, she is collateral. A pawn in his bloody game. To Isabella, he is a nightmare, dangerous, merciless, and heartbreakingly magnetic. But the more she resists, the more he wants her. And the more he claims her, the more she begins to see the man beneath the monster. In a world of bullets and betrayals, can love bloom… or will innocence burn in the fire of the mafia? One signature changed her life forever. Isabella Romano never thought her wedding day would be a death sentence. Forced to marry Damian Moretti the infamous mafia heir known as “Il Lupo” (the Wolf) she’s thrust into a world of power, violence, and dangerous secrets. Damian doesn’t believe in love. He believes in loyalty, obedience, and control. But his new bride is none of those things. She’s soft where he’s hard, honest where he’s ruthless, and innocent where he’s damned. Every night is a battlefield. Every kiss is a war. And as enemies circle, Isabella must decide: Will she escape the devil… or fall in love with him? “You belong to me now, Isabella. Body, heart, and soul.” Her father sold her. The mafia claimed her. And now, she is trapped as the bride of Damian Moretti, the man known for spilling blood without blinking. She swore she would never love him. But what happens when her heart betrays her? The Mafia’s Innocent Bride is a slow-burn enemies-to-lovers romance filled with obsession, betrayal, danger, and a love so forbidden it could burn the world.

Selena Ward had been pacing for almost an hour, her hands shaking as she clutched the emergency report the nurse handed her. Her mother had collapsed again—only this time, she didn’t wake up. A doctor finally stepped out of the ICU. “Miss Ward… we need to operate immediately. She has internal bleeding. Without surgery, her chances are very low.” Selena swallowed, her voice barely a whisper. “H-how much?” The doctor hesitated. “A little over ten million naira.” Ten million. She didn’t even have ten thousand. Her legs felt weak. Her vision blurred. Ten million might as well have been a hundred billion. She had no relatives, no savings, and the landlord was already threatening to kick them out. “Please,” she begged, “can’t you do the surgery and I’ll pay later?” “We can’t. Hospital policy.” Selena felt her world collapsing in slow motion. She pressed her hand against her mouth and walked back to the hallway, tears burning her eyes. She didn’t notice the tall man standing at the far end of the corridor until she walked right past him and heard a deep, cold voice: “Miss Ward.” She froze. Slowly, she turned. The man approaching her looked out of place in the shabby hospital—tall, sharply dressed, and intimidatingly handsome. His aura alone made people step aside. He stopped in front of her, eyes unreadable. “Jace… Ariston?” she whispered. She had seen him once before—when she worked a small catering job at one of his company’s events. The billionaire CEO who people whispered about like he was some rumored storm. “Yes.” His tone was cool, controlled. “I heard your mother was admitted.” Selena frowned. “Why would you care?” “Because,” he said, slipping his hands into his pockets, “I came to offer you a deal.” Her heart raced. “What kind of deal?” “A marriage contract.” Selena almost laughed. Almost. But she was too tired, too broken. “Is this a joke?” “No,” he replied, voice dangerously calm. “I need a wife. Immediately.” She stared at him, not sure if the shock or confusion was stronger. Jace continued, expression sharp as glass. “My grandfather’s inheritance can only be claimed by a married heir. I need someone—someone with no ties, no scandals, no family interference.” Selena felt her stomach twist. “And why me?” His gaze slid down to her trembling hands, then back to her eyes. “Because you’re desperate enough to accept. And because I can offer you what you need.”

#WSA2025 Word went around that no one that had ever knocked on the esteemed Eleazar family’s doors seeking shelter were turned away. Fleeing the prince of Lustris no less, Arabella Sterling held out hope that those weren’t mere rumors as she crossed the border over to Umbraria, home to all creatures of the night. A land where noble blood like hers was a highly coveted delicacy. As such, she wasn’t turned away, but since the Eleazars ran no charity, Arabella was compelled to become the sole blood provider to the heir of the family in exchange for safety. Though never, in a million years, did she imagine that what had started as a simple trade off, could morph into a swirl of tangled passion when the cold and stoic vampire she served showed interest in the young woman beyond the crimson nectar coursing her veins. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Please note that the most brutal of abuse (Which includes explicit sexual abuse) takes place near the climax of the story. All I will say is that it won't be enacted by the ML.