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Alisha steps into university life hoping for a quiet new beginning, unaware that some encounters are never accidental. Alex is cold, controlled, and wrapped in shadows he refuses to explain. He lives by rules no one questions and emotions he never shows—until Alisha appears. Something about her unsettles him, cracks the walls he built so carefully, and pulls him toward feelings he never planned to feel. When a mysterious night leaves Mandy—Alex’s sister—terrified and silent, questions begin to surface. She insists someone was chasing her, yet refuses to say more. What she saw—or who she recognized—remains buried behind fear and loyalty. As Alisha is drawn closer to Alex, she senses danger she cannot name. Voices feel familiar. Reactions feel too intense. And the darkness surrounding Alex begins to move. What happens when love is not just a feeling, but a test? What if the person meant to save you is also the one being hunted? In a world of secrets, silence can be more deadly than truth. And sometimes, love is the chase that changes everything.

In a world where Gods lurk around every corner, hungry for human flesh, a brother and sister struggle for survival under the wing of an unexpected protector: the foulest monster of all. The Praying Mantis, the terror of man and savior of woman. A God servant herself, Mantis will juggle her responsibility to provide for her ravenous Goddess and her newfound duty to carry the children to safety, at any cost but that of her revenge.

Fellon and Adrian Sterling are both respected professors at a prestigious college. To their students, they have everything figured out. Fellon is known for her brilliant lectures, and Adrian is the calm, observant professor in the office next door. But Fellon is living a double life. Every day, she puts on a smile and teaches her classes. Every night, she wakes up screaming. She is haunted by a terrible event from her past that she hasn't told anyone about. The lack of sleep is starting to ruin her health and her career. She is terrified that if people find out she is "broken," she will lose her job. Adrian starts to notice the dark circles under Fellon’s eyes and the way her hands shake during faculty meetings. One night, while they are both working late on campus, Fellon has a breakdown. Adrian is there to help her. Instead of walking away, he stays. He becomes the only person who knows her secret. As they fall in love, Fellon feels safer than she ever has. But her past is not easy to forget. When a figure from her old life reappears, Fellon must choose: will she run away again, or will she trust Adrian enough to help her fight back?

Willow wakes in a hospital bed broken, medicated, and alone. She is told her life ended weeks ago. Her fiancé stands beside her and calmly explains that they broke up before the accident. That the separation was mutual. That he stayed only out of decency. He is already with someone else, his boss’s daughter, and he speaks as if this has always been the truth. The room accepts it. Doctors attribute Willow’s disbelief to concussion. Nurses soften their voices. The same explanation is repeated with quiet confidence until it begins to sound official. Documented. Settled. Then Willow looks to the one person who might contradict him. He does not. Her fiancé’s closest friend who despises her, says nothing. He simply nods once. A small, controlled gesture that confirms everything without saying a word. With that, the past closes. Every detail they recount contradicts what Willow knows she lived. Weeks erased. Conversations rewritten. A relationship reassigned without her consent. If she protests, she will be the only one insisting that reality has been altered. She will sound unstable. Emotional. Confused. So she stays silent. And in that silence, something colder begins to form. Why would her fiancé need the past rewritten now, when she cannot safely object. Why would his closest friend choose this moment to agree. And what was decided about her while she lay unconscious. This is not a story about forgetting. It is a story about being rewritten calmly, professionally, and without resistance. Some knives do not need to be seen. They cut because no one hears them move.

When the worlds began to fracture, people started appearing from other timelines, some vanishing in hours, others trapped forever between realities. Among them was Choi Haneul, a breathtaking Omega whose beauty turned into his curse. For a week, he ran from cameras, hunters, and Alphas obsessed with claiming him. The world called him “The Otherworldly Omega.” But only a few knew the horrifying possibility: Haneul’s pheromones matched the forbidden scent of Eunoia World the same world whose rare pheromone-drug caused Korea’s 2019 catastrophe. Thousands died. Entire families were erased. And the company responsible, PharmaCorp, walked free after a single year of bail. Since then, the world has lived in fear of Eunoia. Fear of the pheromones that can break bodies from the inside. Fear of the travelers who might carry them. One stormy night, chased through the streets, Haneul saw a car door open and dove inside. not knowing that the owner of the car, Kang Taekyun, would rewrite his fate forever. Kim Taekyun, the cold and disciplined CEO of Korea’s most powerful medical empire, lost his wife two years ago in a tragic accident that left his five-year-old daughter mute. Since then, he has lived by duty, not desire, bound by tradition, pressured to remarry, and chained by a past that still bleeds. He has money, power, and silence. What he does not have is warmth. Until an Omega from another world hides in his car, trembling, drenched, and smelling like the first breath after grief. Haneul was supposed to disappear like every other traveler. Instead, he becomes the only one who makes Taekyun’s daughter smile again and the only person who touches the heart Taekyun believed had died. But time does not forgive stolen moments. Nor does PharmaCorp, who will do anything to claim an Eunoia Omega. As the fractures between worlds spread, as more travelers bleed into Korea without warning, as fear grows and blood is spilled in the name of “finding the Eunoian,” Taekyun must choose: Obey the world that forced him into coldness, or fight the world that seeks to erase the one person who brought him back to life. Because loving someone from Eunoia means loving someone the world was never meant to keep.

A Don's daughter Francesca moved from Italy with her parents to France due to an unexpected attack. She had to continue her studies in a boarding elite school where she meets a calm yet dangerous Étienne who from a corner after their first encounter first encounter fell in love. But after their family's past rivalry comes up and truths unfold will the love still hold? Other Info

Most people get isekai’d by walking in front of a truck. Violet got hit by one while sitting on her own bed. Before she can even process the fact that a semi-truck met her face, she’s dragged into a new world by a frantic System Guide named Angus. Her consolation prize? A "New Player Welcome Bonus." One single, premium gacha pull to help her survive. She didn’t get a holy sword. She didn’t get a healing dragon. She pulled the Demon King. He is the SSS-Rank Calamity. An ancient being of pure destruction. He is arrogant, he is terrifying, and he is regrettably, distractingly gorgeous. He is also wearing a gold necklace that binds him to Violet’s will—and he takes that personally. The super unbreakable necklace ensures he can't kill his master, but the Demon Lord seems to view that more as a suggestion than a requirement. Her survival plan is simple: 1: Don't die to the monsters. 2: Don't die to her own familiar’s malicious compliance. 3: Absolutely, under no circumstances, tell the murder-god that he looks hot when he’s angry.

Aria Carter wakes up in a parallel world as a disgraced superstar whose career has already collapsed. Scandals explode, endorsements vanish, and the entertainment industry turns its back on her overnight. Just as she hits rock bottom, the **Entertainment System** awakens, allowing her to unlock legendary works from another world by completing artistic achievements. With no shortcuts and no mercy, Aria fights her way back using music, literature, and film as her only weapons. From quiet releases to industry-shaking masterpieces, she rises step by step, launching a dimensional strike that reshapes entertainment—and gives birth to a new era.

One drunken night. One forgotten woman. One secret that changes everything. Alexander Reid is New York’s most powerful billionaire, cold, ruthless, and untouchable. Love is a weakness he refuses to acknowledge, and women are nothing more than distractions he discards by morning. Tessa Smith is running from a life she never chose. Forced into an arranged marriage by her family, she flees her home and stumbles into a nightclub, drowning her pain in alcohol and recklessness. One drinking game. One stranger. One night she can never remember clearly—or forget. They part without names. By morning, Alexander mistakes her for a paid companion. Humiliated and broken, Tessa leaves, vowing to bury the night forever. Weeks later, her body betrays her. Pregnant, broken, and alone, Tessa fights to survive in silence, until fate pushes her back into Alexander’s world.  A DNA test confirms the truth, binding them together through a child neither planned. Alexander offers protection, wealth, and control, but not love. Hidden away in his mansion, Tessa becomes his best-kept secret. She is provided for, yet emotionally starved. And despite everything, she begins to fall for the man who refuses to choose her. After the child is born, Alexander keeps his promise, he  lets her go. He marries another woman. She rebuilds her life without him. But regret is a cruel companion. When Alexander’s perfect world collapses, he realizes too late that the only woman who ever mattered is the one he discarded. By the time he searches for her, she has moved on… and this time, money can’t buy forgiveness. Love demands a second chance. But pride may destroy it forever.

Daniel, an ordinary Western otaku, unexpectedly gains the ability to travel to the world of anime and manga. He decides to head straight for the most popular anime and manga universe, to conquer the goddesses of the two-dimensional world, building a harem, seducing and conquering, completely immersing himself in a blissful world of sex and beautiful women.

Daphne grew up on rules. Her life had been shaped by her mother’s careful guidance, a long list of don’ts meant to protect her from the world. Her mother had told her: don’t linger, don’t trust too easily, don’t invite trouble, don’t grow too close, and above all, don’t let boys into your life recklessly and carelessly. And for a long time, Daphne obeyed. Then four boys moved into the house next door. She met Kendrick first. He was loud, infuriating, and relentless in his need to get under her skin. He teased her, provoked her, watched her too closely. Daphne hated him for it… or at least she told herself she did. Then she got to meet the rest. Raymond’s attentiveness made her feel seen without pressure. Bernard’s warmth felt effortless, always comforting. David’s steady support gave her space to breathe. Together, they made their home feel like a place she was always welcome. And slowly, without realizing when it happened, the boys slipped into her life. With them, Daphne began to see beyond the walls her mother had built. They introduced her to laughter that wasn’t restrained, to freedom that didn’t feel reckless, to safety that didn’t come from isolation. Around them, she felt protected without being caged, understood without being judged. Even Kendrick, especially Kendrick, became something else entirely. Protective, watchful and unyielding when it came to her. Yet her mother’s voice never faded. Every step closer to the boys felt like a step further from the life she was taught to live. Every moment of comfort came with the question she refused to ask out loud. Was she making a mistake? As Daphne grows more entangled in their world, lines blur between safety and danger, affection and attachment, obedience and choice. The boys offer her a version of herself she’s never been allowed to become. But freedom always comes with consequences. Would Daphne regret going against her mother’s words? Or would she finally learn that some rules are meant to be broken, and some connections are worth the risk?

"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

Betrayed by her family and the man she loves, Athena, the Duke’s daughter, watches her world crumble in flames. Her father supports the wrong prince, her beloved is paralyzed, and her enemies claim the throne. But Athena carries a secret—a Phoenix power lying dormant in her blood. As death and despair surround her, a divine voice offers a single chance: return to the past and rewrite her fate. With the enemy alive, the man she loves at risk, and the crown still out of reach, Athena must choose her path carefully. Will she protect her beloved, or will revenge against her enemies reshape history? In a world where every choice has a price, only one thing is certain—Athena will rise from the ashes.

Most dream of awakening elite Mage or Warrior branches, hoping for even a single A-rank spark. So when Mike awakened as a Common Knight, the lowest of all combat classes, no one was surprised. But when his Potential appeared as F-rank, the absolute bottom… everyone immediately dismissed him. A Knight with F potential is a death sentence. A future of mediocrity. A life destined to be stepped on. And yet— The awakening didn’t end. Beneath the worthless class and shattered potential, something impossible flickered to life: Talent: ??? — Rank SSS. A mythical talent that shouldn’t exist. An F-rank Knight with an SSS-rank Talent.

Beastmen / Reverse Harem/ Smut / Zombies When the world ends, Felicity expects to die quietly. Instead, she wakes to a ruined world crawling with monsters, beastmen, and dangers she was never meant to survive. Small, soft spoken, and terrified, Felicity has only one advantage: a strange power buried deep inside her that even she does not understand. Saved by Victor, a cold, powerful beastman with wings sharp enough to cut the sky, Felicity is pulled into a brutal new reality where strength decides everything and mercy is rare. Victor does not protect lightly, and once he chooses someone, he does not let go. As they travel through shattered cities and hostile territory, Felicity must learn to survive, to fight, and to claim her place in a world that no longer has room for weakness. Monsters lurk in the shadows, alliances are fragile, and desire burns just as fiercely as fear. In a beast ruled apocalypse, survival is not enough. To live, Felicity must become something more. The fire snapped, spitting sparks into the night. When Felicity blinked, Victor was closer. She had not seen him move. One moment he was across the clearing, watching the dark with those sharp, unreadable eyes, and the next he was right in front of her, his shadow swallowing hers. “You nearly died back there,” he said quietly. She tried to laugh, but it came out wrong. “It’s probably going to happen again. That seems to be my thing.” Victor’s gaze lingered on her face, then softened in a way she did not expect. He reached out and brushed a stray lock of hair from her cheek, his touch rough but careful, as if he were afraid of breaking her. “Not if I can help it,” he said. The fire crackled between them. Felicity’s heart raced as his thumb lingered at her cheek, warmth spreading through her chest at the smallest touch. The world seemed to narrow until there was only him, steady and solid, and the terrifying comfort of knowing she was no longer alone. For the first time since the world had ended, Felicity felt something dangerous bloom in her chest. Hope. hi this is my first book be gentle english is my first language art is my own

Mira Yoon’s childhood was measured in silences—words trapped in her throat by a stutter that made her the target of bullies. Until a quiet boy with too-long bangs began orchestrating her rescue with soccer ball distractions and Friday strawberry milk cartons left like secrets on her desk. Then one day, he vanished overseas, taking her only solace with him. Twenty years later, Mira has rewritten her story: a confident real estate agent with a wall of conquered words in her apartment. But when assigned to pitch to reclusive investor Jae Park, she walks into a glass-walled office and finds herself pinned under a gaze that feels like coming home.

Claudio has always loved quietly. A silent artist and a secret novelist, he hides his heart behind words no one knows he writes. Elara, a dancer who lives through movement and music, is the only one who truly understands his stories—because she reads between the lines the way she dances, with her soul. But love comes tangled. Elara falls for Claudio’s twin brother. The twin loves her best friend. And Claudio loves her—alone and unheard. When Elara’s world shatters after a tragic accident steals away her ability to dance, she disappears without telling Claudio the truth, leaving behind only a letter and a love unfinished. Believing she deserves a life without his shadow, she moves across the world, carrying pain, silence, and memories she cannot let go of .Years later, fate pulls them back together in the most unexpected place—a quiet café bathed in sunset light, serving a drink called Golden Silence, named after the love they never spoke aloud. Old wounds reopen. Secrets surface. And silence, once their shield, becomes the one thing they must finally break. Because some love is written slowly— and some truths refuse to stay untold.( 2 chapters will be relesed every day)