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In a school infamous for its strict rules and relentless disciplinary measures, a new transfer student, Johnson, arrives with a mysterious aura and unrivaled skills. Quickly, he becomes the center of attention, drawing the fascination—and obsession—of several girls. As he navigates the dangerous games of desire, control, and rivalry, Johnson must survive the school's twisted social hierarchy while indulging in increasingly daring adventures. Love, lust, and power collide in a world where boundaries are pushed, secrets are revealed, and passions ignite. With every challenge, every flirtation, and every forbidden encounter, Johnson discovers just how intoxicating—and perilous—the life of the ultimate inmate can be. Tags: Ecchi, R18, Isekai, Harem, Adventure, Adult, Sexy, Hot, Action, SMUT, Yandere, Possessive, Mature Fanfiction

Malinka Fazaa Gunardi, more commonly known as Inka, is a beautiful architecture student who spent four years at ETH Zurich in Switzerland to complete her Bachelor’s degree and pursue a Master’s. She couldn’t even attend her sister Daneswari Intan Gunardi (Sister Intan)’s wedding in person, only joining via video call. After finishing her studies, Inka returned to Indonesia and easily landed her dream job in Jakarta. She eventually bought a small apartment close to her new office. Sister Intan had only been married for six months to Bintang Adji Brahmanto (Brother-in-law Adji) through an arranged marriage. Even though she had been in a relationship with her boyfriend for three years, she ultimately had to marry someone else. Tragic? Most definitely. The arranged marriage and parental agreement left Intan heartbroken. Her relationship with Adji was not smooth – that’s what Sister Intan told Inka. When Adji needed a new architect to design the hotel and resort project he was working on, a friend of his who is also an architect recommended a young, beautiful architect with outstanding achievements. It turned out the recommended person was Inka. This unexpected meeting made Adji unable to take his heart off Inka – and would Inka feel the same way even though Adji is her brother-in-law? Meanwhile, without Adji’s knowledge, Intan is still in contact with her ex-boyfriend. Want to know if they will eventually be attracted to each other and how their relationship will develop next?

The strongest sorcerer of the modern era VS The strongest sorcerer in history In the midst of the fierce battle between Gojo Satoru and Ryomen Sukuna, just as the two sides were locked in a stalemate and on the verge of their limits, Ryomen Sukuna suddenly froze, because he suddenly realized that a woman had appeared behind him. What he found even more unbelievable was that this woman actually had "six eyes" just like Gojo Satoru. Ryomen Sukuna: Two against one? What happened to the one-on-one fight?! Chinatsu Gojo: One-on-one? Okay, Satoru, you can leave now. I'll take on this Ryoumen Sukuna one-on-one! Two-faced Sukuna:………………

Woke Up His Wife – Synopsis Tamilore Coker had her life planned out: graduate, get engaged to Kunle—the city’s second-richest bachelor—and build her career in peace. But everything crashes in one night at a hotel when she wakes up next to a stranger… only, he’s not just anyone. He’s Jeremiah Adebayo, 25, ruthless billionaire CEO, and the city’s most sought-after man. Neither of them planned it. Both were drugged. And now the media frenzy, leaked photos, and family pressure have forced them into a scandalous, accidental marriage. To protect his image, Jeremy proposes a cold business-like arrangement—divorce after a year, prenup signed, no feelings involved. But Tammy isn’t just another pretty face—she’s a genius-level hacker, sharp-tongued, sarcastic, and way too real for the Adebayo elite. As she’s pushed into a life of wealth, Tammy faces backhanded compliments, snide remarks, and her own shattered heart. Enemies become allies. Secrets unravel. And somewhere between burnt plantains, tech investor parties, and stolen glances, a fake marriage starts feeling dangerously real. But betrayal hides in plain sight—and the night that brought them together was no accident. As truths begin to surface and a forbidden pregnancy looms, both Tammy and Jeremy must decide: fight for their lives—or fall in love for real. One messy, emotional, enemies-to-lovers rollercoaster. Welcome to Woke Up His Wife. Where love wasn’t part of the plan—but fate had other ideas.

HOW DID I END UP PROTECTING THE VIRGIN HEIRESS WHO WANTS TO CHASE ME? A naive virgin heiress with an outrageous to-do list hires a very reluctant bad boy to be her bodyguard. Oh, and he has to help her live a whole lifetime in one short week. Too bad he's not interested in starred item No. 12: A one-night stand. Or ... is he? BONUS STORIES! Wizard's Mate Wizard's Heart Ice, Ice Baby Demon's Kiss Prince Selfish Christmas For Eve

"Choi Minjae!" Mr. Choi's furious voice thundered through the living room as he glared at his youngest daughter. Minjae stood opposite him, arms folded tightly against her chest, her own glare unwavering. "What?" she scoffed mockingly. "Did I say something wrong? Do you hate me even more now that I know the secret you all swore your lives to keep?" She dropped the thin file she was holding onto the table. "I honestly thought it was a lie at first," she continued, her eyes darting from face to face. "I thought... even if my family hated me, they wouldn't go that far. But it seems I underestimated just how deep that hatred runs." "Minjae-ah…" her mother called tiredly, her voice trembling. "Please… just stop." Tears filled Mrs. Kim's eyes. She was exhausted, worn down by the endless arguments. But Minjae had no intention of stopping. "Grandfather willed the organization to me!," Minjae snapped. "Out of everyone around him, he chose me. Not even his own son." A small, disbelieving smirk curved her lips. "And what did Father do?" she continued coldly. "He hid it from me… then handed it over to my sister. So now I'm the bad guy for asking back what already belongs to me?" "Enough!" Min-Sol finally stepped in. "You know now! We admit it, the organization was willed to you. But was it really then necessary to shut down the construction project that had been going on for over a month now? Do you have any idea how long it took me to secure that deal?!" Her voice cracked, not from rage, but disappointment. She knew her sister would go to extreme lengths to prove a point, but this… this was too much. "I don't care how long it took," Minjae replied coolly. "I guess i just needed to flex my authority a little. Watching everyone follow my orders, even when you're the official chair woman, made me realize something." She laughed bitterly. "That i was the only fool in the dark. Everyone else knew. Everyone, except me. Cast aside by my own family." She turned fully toward Min-Sol. "Maybe I wouldn't have been so surprised if this was Father's doing alone," Minjae said quietly. "But you?" She tilted her head slightly. "Don't you think you're being a little too greedy?" "What…?" Min-Sol breathed. "Of course Father would hand all his assets to you, his one and only favorite daughter," Minjae continued calmly. "But even the single company Grandpa left me… you wanted that too?" Min sol eyes hardened. "Do you realize that company was never meant for our family alone? That in the wrong hands, everything we have could be stripped away." "So I'm the 'wrong hand,' and you're the 'right' one?" Minjae let out a soft, humorless laugh. "I'm supposed to be grateful that you've been warming my seat and running my company on my behalf?" She clapped slowly, mock applause filling the room. "Fine. I'll admit it, you've done a great job, Truly. Now step down. I'll take over from here." "Never!" Mr. Choi roared. "That will never happen! The day you take that company is the day I die!" Minjae took a step forward, her smile widening. "Good," she said calmly. "Then I suggest you hurry. I'm already running out of patience." She added and next thing a slap landed across her cheek. The sound echoed through the mansion, Mrs. Kim's trembling hand hung in the air as silence swallowed the room. A faint gasp could be heard. Min-Sol, who hadn't been slapped, looked more shocked than Minjae herself. She had expected retaliation… but not from her mother. The calmest person in the family. "How dare you say such cruel thing!" Mrs. Kim shouted, pointing angrily at her daughter. Minjae slowly turned her head, touching her cheek. "I'm sorry, Mom," she said with a twisted smile. "Did I say it wrong?" She asked as silence failed the air, Suddenly, she grabbed a flower vase from the table and hurled violently it to the floor as it Crash loudly, the porcelain shattered violently as everyone jolted backward. "Let me rephrase then" Minjae gritted. "I hope

Whoever said that the winds blow contrary to what the ships desire, the winds blow exactly as my ships desire.

Mateo Rivas lives off his voice, his charisma, and his ability to keep thousands of people glued to a screen. He's one of the most promising streamers in the U.S. e-sports scene: quick-witted, magnetic, always in control… until a contract mishap forces him to share an apartment with someone who doesn't belong in his world. Selene Álvarez doesn't want to be seen. She sings at night, writes lyrics too raw to polish, and hates the idea of turning her music into "content." She lives off the algorithm's grid, surviving on small gigs and an identity she refuses to sand down for approval. The first time her voice accidentally leaks into one of Mateo's streams, the internet explodes. The chemistry is instant. Uncomfortable. Electric. The audience ships them. Sponsors smell profit. They try to pretend they don't want each other. But sharing a roof, late-night silences, and glances that linger too long make distance impossible. Between live streams, impromptu rehearsals, and tension-charged dawns, desire grows without clear rules: kisses that promise nothing, bodies seeking each other without labels, jealousy neither will admit. When fame starts demanding control—over Selene's music and Mateo's image—the relationship cracks. The decisions left unspoken hurt more than the fights. She chooses to leave. He stays… and begins to lose everything. Europe brings intense reunions, nights without cameras, and sex charged with anger and need. Asia imposes discipline, censorship, and an even more dangerous intimacy: forbidden glances in public, skin against skin in locked hotel rooms, love held tight under rules that forgive no mistakes. Between international stages, global broadcasts, and an industry eager to consume them separately, Mateo and Selene must decide whether what burns between them is just desire… or something worth protecting—even when it isn't profitable. Because when the cameras shut off, what's left isn't always safe. But sometimes, it's real.

In the Ridgid Victorian era, where love was merely a transaction for power and money, Anne dared to dream of something more. Sinking into despair, she nearly abandoned her fantasy- until Lucian arrived. He didn't just open her heart; he shattered her world, revealing a truth about himself that others deemed inhuman.

Adrian Blackwood… The Ghost Heir was a name whispered in every corner of the city. CEO of Blackwood Enterprises, he was a man wrapped in mystery and fear. No one had ever seen his face, and no one had ever touched him. Cloaked in gloves and a mask, he was a figure of endless rumors: some claimed he was hideous beneath the mask, while others whispered of a devastating handsomeness. Yet, the darker rumors prevailed, reflecting a man feared and enigmatic. What few knew was that Adrian suffered from an illness no doctor could cure. He had journeyed across the globe, seeking answers, but found none. His affliction was not one of the body, but of the mind, a psychological scar left by a near-fatal assassination attempt. This trauma had built walls around him, making human contact impossible Then, there was Nova Quinn, a bright, 22-year-old with a jovial spirit and an ordinary office job. Unbeknownst to her, she would become the unexpected cure to Adrian’s affliction. As their paths crossed, the mystery deepened: would Nova’s presence heal Adrian, or would it draw them both into greater danger? For as Adrian’s heart began to open, the killer who had once threatened him would return, putting Nova’s life in peril. And so, the journey of healing and danger intertwined, creating a story far beyond mere romance… Excerpt ^^ “Get off me. Right. This instant,” Adrian said, irritation sharp in his voice. Nova did the exact opposite. Her legs tightened around his waist as she clung to his shoulder, nails digging in. Pure horror was written across her face. “But… but… I saw a cockroach!” she screamed, refusing to let go. He froze. “…What?” “Oh no. Oh no no no,” she whispered, eyes widening in terror. “What?” he asked again, now genuinely confused. “Don’t move,” Nova said suddenly. She raised her purse slowly into the air. Adrian frowned. “Why are you…wait, what are you…” WHACK. “AAAA!!!” Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. All characters, names, companies, and events are purely imaginary. Any resemblance to real persons or organizations is entirely coincidental. This story contains romance, humor, psychological themes, and mystery. Please read with discretion.

Aurelia Vale spent her entire life believing she was nothing more than a powerless human living among werewolves. Without a wolf. Without a mate. Without a place she could truly call home. In a pack that valued strength above all else, she survived by lowering her head and enduring their scorn in silence. The Alpha heirs despised her. The future Beta dismissed her existence. Even the warriors treated her as an inconvenience. When the cruelty becomes unbearable, Aurelia walks into the Moon Goddess Temple to sever her bond with the pack forever. She never expects her blood to awaken an ancient power thought long extinct. Thunder shatters the sky. Her wolf emerges. Aurelia is not human. She is a White Wolf, heir to a forgotten bloodline that once ruled over Alphas and commanded entire packs. Worse yet, the scent of five mates binds itself to her soul the moment she awakens. The very men who once humiliated her now feel the pull of the bond. The pack that cast her aside now kneels before her power. And a mysterious fifth presence watches from the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to claim what he believes is his. As Aurelia flees the pack that betrayed her, her strength continues to grow and long buried truths begin to surface. Faced with obsession, regret, and a bond she never asked for, she must decide whether to grant forgiveness or tear down the hierarchy that once broke her. This time, Aurelia is no longer the one being chosen. She is the one who decides who is worthy of standing beside the White Luna.

An unemployed young man who has flawlessly completed the game BloodBanner awakens to find himself inhabiting the body of the very character he created: Areth Dom Othalnmalkor, a mage lord bearing dragon blood and descended from a fallen god. Not only the character himself, but also the floating island he built in the game and the servants bound to it have become real. However, this world is not a game. There is no interface or quest markers. Most importantly, there is no way to return. As Areth realizes that every mechanic he once mastered now carries real consequences, he receives word that his island has been forcibly transported to an unknown region. Kingdoms, gods, and ancient orders are no longer memorized scenarios, but tangible threats standing directly in his path. In this new reality, Areth has only one option: to appear invincible, assert absolute authority and, with the help of the powerful women around him, take control of this world. This is not the journey of a hero; it is the beginning of a deliberate dominion.

With the seven kingdoms locked in constant bickering, their own hatred towards one another have blind them to the true ultimate danger that lurks behind. When the darkness erupts and each kingdom begins to fall, all hope is lost. Or so they thought with Lyra and her group of so-called "friends" might be the only ones who can defeat it. Can they put their hatred aside and defeat the darkness, or will they be consumed by it like the others?

#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.

[Author is currently editing the first ten chapters. Paragraph comments have been deleted, but this allows for more worldbuilding and a slightly slower pace.] Marron Louvel finally quit her soul-crushing job and ordered a fried chicken sandwich to celebrate her funemployment. It came with a Rebirth Card, so as a joke, Marron filled it out. “Sure,” she thought. “Let’s start over as an 22-year old food cart vendor!” She gets isekai’d to Savoria and gets a run-down cart, a Culinary System, and a large talking bear named Mokko. Now Marron gets to upgrade her cart, herself, and her companions while she builds her dream from scratch in the abaonded Meadowbrook Commons Market. Along her culinary journey, Marron discovers cooking isn't just about feeding people's stomachs--it's about feeding their hearts while unapologetically living the life she'd always wanted.

"To the world, they are a myth. To the arrogant, they are a nightmare. To the desperate, they are the last hope—at a terrifying price." Elias and Flora don’t belong to this world’s logic. While others struggle to learn spells or gather armies, Elias simply opens a [Mod Menu] that treats reality like a flawed game. Gravity, time, and life itself are nothing more than settings for him to adjust at will. Beside him stands Flora, his beautiful and twisted queen, who finds joy in the screams of those who thought they were untouchable. Together, they travel through dimensions with three goals: The Wish: They will grant your heart's desire, but be careful—the price might cost you your soul. The Execution: Any mortal who dares to call themselves a 'God' will learn the true meaning of despair. The Order: They are the invisible hands that keep the universe from collapsing into its own corruption.

Isabella Cruz was once known as the number one socialite of Averton City—beautiful, elegant, and engaged to her childhood sweetheart, Brandon Hughes of the wealthy Hughes family. She waited ten years for him, guarded her heart for him, and endured every rumor about his affairs… only to be publicly betrayed by him and her sister, Vanessa. Heartbroken and drunk for the first time in her life, Isabella accidentally stumbles into a hotel suite and crashes straight into the arms of Victor Steele, a cold and powerful CEO with no patience for women. She kisses him in a drunken state and unknowingly gets tangled with a man far more dangerous than she realizes. The next morning, she sneaks out, only to be dragged into a storm at home. Her family is collapsing, her engagement is broken, and everyone believes the worst about her. Brandon tries to shame her, and Vanessa plots to steal her place. But Victor Steele doesn’t forget the woman who crashed into his life. As scandals grow and enemies close in, Isabella must protect herself, rebuild her pride, and figure out why Victor Steele suddenly refuses to let her go. Her fall was dramatic... But her comeback will be even more explosive.

Staring at the gun pointed at her head, Hannah felt as if she were watching all of her childhood memories. Cold sweat kept dripping down from the smooth skin of her back, making her quiver slightly. "Don't!" she yelled, tears pooling at the corner of her eyes due to being startled almost out of her wits. "S-spare me! Please spare my life!" she begged. Her beautiful eyes, which are struggling so hard as to not let a single tear of hers drop, are looking straight into Ivan's dark ones, looking as if she were pleading for her life. Looking back at her tearful eyes, a mischievous grin appeared on Ivan's lips. His handsome face has a devilish look to it, looking both extremely evil and elegant at the same time. "Why should I? Give me a good reason, and I might be willing to let you live," he asked without moving his gun away from her head. Hearing his words, Hannah's will to survive made her lie within a second. "I-I like you!" she stuttered. Hearing Hannah confess her feelings for him, the small smirk on Ivan's face slowly faded bit by bit. Ivan has indeed told her to think of a good reason for him not to kill her, but not once has he thought that the fair maiden in front of him would suddenly say those words. Withdrawing the gun that was pointed at the girl's head, Ivan placed it on the back part of his waist before he grabbed Hannah's soft cheek with his calloused hands. "You like me?" he asked, gaining a multitude of nods from the girl who was currently looking at the space behind him, avoiding his dark eyes. Unbeknownst to Hannah, a smirk much less mischievous compared to his earlier ones has once again appeared on Ivan's face, and with a wicked glint in his eyes, Ivan spoke. "Prove it" _______________________________________________________________________________________ One day, while she was on a blind date with the son of her brother's business partner, Hannah, the eldest young lady of the Salvador family got kidnapped without anyone knowing. She was brought to the mansion hidden deep within the dense forest on the top of a mountain, and there she met Ivan. The man who looks so simple yet dangerous at the same time releases deadly vibes in him. In her desperation to live, she uttered words that she didn't mean to say. She didn't think twice about saying such words in order to live, but who would have thought that Ivan, the man who smiles like a child while pointing a gun at her head, would take it seriously.