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A fan. A star. Two people from different worlds, sharing the same heartbeat... until one broke apart.

The Untainted Synopsis What happens when beauty refuses to be distracted? Rihannat was born into a poor home — not poor in love, not poor in values — but poor in material things. She is the only child of her parents, raised in a small but peaceful household where faith is stronger than fortune and character is worth more than gold. From childhood, her parents planted two things deep inside her heart: fear of Allah and self-respect. And she grew… beautifully. Not just in face — but in mind, in discipline, in grace. Rihannat is blessed with striking beauty that turns heads without her trying. But beyond her beauty lies intelligence sharp enough to silence rooms, morals firm enough to resist pressure, and faith strong enough to withstand temptation. She carries herself with quiet dignity, never loud, never desperate for attention. As the saying goes, a blossomed flower will always attract butterflies. And butterflies come. Suitors from wealthy homes. Sons of businessmen. Men who promise comfort, luxury, and a life free from struggle. Some come sincerely. Others come because they see her beauty as something to possess. But Rihannat has a different mindset. She believes beauty alone is not an achievement. She believes that when beauty fades — and it always does — what remains must be substance. Skill. Impact. Legacy. “Beauty without accomplishment,” she often tells herself, “is a decorated emptiness.” So she rejects them. Not because she is proud. Not because she is heartless. But because she refuses to exchange her future for temporary comfort. She hardens her heart against distraction. Against emotional manipulation. Against the whispers of Shaytan and the glitter of the world. While others chase relationships, she chases purpose. Her dream? To rise. To break the chain of poverty in her family. To become a successful, respected career woman. To give her parents a life where they never have to worry about bills again. But the journey to the top is never smooth. Along the way, she faces betrayal — from people she once called friends. Jealousy grows in silent corners. Smiles hide competition. Support turns into silent rivalry. And then… there is him. The one who loves her quietly. The one who watches her strength and admires it from a distance. The one who helps her in secret — stretching her wings without taking credit. Supporting her dreams without demanding attention. Protecting her name without announcing his loyalty. He hides behind friendship. Because he is afraid. Afraid that if he speaks too soon, she will reject him like the others. Afraid that his heart will not survive the blow. Afraid of losing even the small space he occupies in her life. So he waits. He waits while she builds. He waits while she fights. He waits while she conquers. And in his quiet waiting, he becomes the wind beneath her wings — unseen, but essential. Will Rihannat ever discover the silent love beside her? Will she allow herself to feel — after building walls so high? Will success change her? Will betrayal break her? Or will faith carry her through it all? The Untainted is not just a love story. It is a journey of ambition, faith, discipline, heartbreak, growth, jealousy, sacrifice, and pure love that asks for nothing in return. This story will make you smile. It will frustrate you. It will make you angry at injustice. It will make you emotional. And it will remind you that sometimes, the purest love is the one that waits without pressure. So… Let’s begin this journey together. New episodes drop every day at 7:30 PM. Are you ready? Say yes if you are. And please — respect creativity. Do not plagiarize this book. — Olukoya Zainab Follow on Facebook: Queen Zainab Stories.

ESTHER DALE is a Billionaire popularly known as MA'AM is betrayed by her husband whom she trusted with her treasures,unknown to her that BAZ(her husband) had been secretly stealing from her wealth to build his own business empire. Reality stunned her imagination as Cleve who was also betrayed by a friend becomes the manager of Esther Dale business empire from A house boy. As secrets unravel and loyalties are tested, one question remains: Will Cleve rise to billionaire status while securing Esther Dale treasure or will Baz destroy them both?

A collection of poetry from the perspective of a death girl. Sensitive and introspective. Contemplating the meaning of human connection and sexuality. But at what cost?

Jace lived a simple life. Read his smutty novels, sometimes failed to notice they were paywalled, mostly screamed at the unfairness of the world. Until he died. And woke up naked. With the protagonist of the last paywalled fiasco by his side. Saving the world? Changing the plot? Who cared. Jace could finally get laid!

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.

Willow wakes in a hospital bed injured, medicated, and alone. She is informed that her life, as she understood it, ended weeks earlier. Her fiancé is there. Calm. Controlled. He explains that they broke up before the accident and that the separation was mutual. He says he remained by her side only out of decency. He is already involved with someone else, his boss’s daughter, and speaks as though this version of events has always been established fact. No one in the room challenges him. The doctors attribute Willow’s disbelief to concussion and trauma. Nurses lower their voices and repeat the same explanation with careful reassurance until it becomes official, documented, and final. Each repetition strips away her certainty, replacing memory with doubt. When Willow looks to the one person who could contradict him, she finds no relief. Her fiancé’s closest friend, a man who has never hidden his dislike for her, says nothing. He offers a brief nod that confirms the narrative without words. With that single gesture, the past is closed. Every detail they present contradicts what Willow knows she lived. Weeks have been erased. Conversations have been rewritten. A relationship has been reassigned without her consent. If she resists, she will be labeled unstable, emotional, and unreliable. She will be the only one insisting that reality has been altered. So Willow stays silent. Within that silence, something colder begins to take shape. She begins to question why her fiancé needed the past rewritten at a moment when she cannot safely object. She begins to wonder why his closest friend chose this precise moment to agree. She begins to realize that decisions were made about her while she lay unconscious and defenseless. The Quietest Knife is a dark psychological romance centered on gaslighting, betrayal, and power disguised as care. It follows a slow, deliberate descent into manipulation, control, and revenge, where harm is inflicted quietly and authority wears the mask of concern. This is not a story about forgetting. It is a story about being rewritten calmly, professionally, and without resistance.

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mature themes action adventure rebirth clone heram ruthless man character almost do anything for power cunning schemeing thousands of beauties of the seas it is more than 10 main characters everybody with their own story and their only go to bring back the main body. no sensor everything is clear cultivation techniques brutality debate politics everything is clear main character is not a saint is a literally devil no sad story . just wanna live his own life his own way even it's my failure

[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.)

Daniel Carter has loved Isabella Reyes for as long as he can remember. Not loudly. Not boldly. But quietly—in the way he always stayed when everyone else left. Every summer, they returned to the same beach town. Every summer, he watched her fall in love with someone else. And every summer, he stayed… pretending it didn’t break him. He was her best friend. Her safe place. Her second choice. Until the summer she chose Adrian Blake. Again. This time, Daniel doesn’t fight for her. He doesn’t confess. He doesn’t wait. He lets her go. And for the first time in seven years, he starts choosing himself. He stops answering her late-night calls. Stops being there whenever she needs him. Stops loving her the way he always had. And that’s when Isabella begins to notice. The distance. The silence. The new girl standing where she used to be. Now, the boy who once loved her more than anything is slipping away… and she doesn’t know how to stop it. Because the cruelest truth she never expected to face was this: He was always hers. Until he wasn’t.

Anastasia’s life had always been loud in the quietest way possible. To the world, she was just another girl with too many thoughts and not enough answers. To her friends, she was Ana the one who laughed a little too hard, loved a little too deeply, and somehow always felt out of place, even in rooms she was born into. Her chaos didn’t begin with heartbreak. It began with silence. Ana came from wealth the kind that didn’t need to announce itself. Generational. Polished. Political. Perfect. Among six children, she was the outlier. The dark-skinned girl with pink lips and watchful eyes who never quite blended into the family portrait. While her siblings carried confidence like inheritance, Ana carried questions. She learned early how to smile without being seen. In high school, she loved the wrong boy the right way. It looked romantic from the outside hallway glances, late-night calls, the kind of attachment that makes teenagers feel immortal. But inside that relationship, Ana was shrinking. He was possessive in subtle ways. Distant when it mattered. Warm only when he wanted something. She called it love. It was slow drowning. But the real mistake the one that rewrote everything didn’t happen during a fight. It happened at night. Lonely. Hurt. Desperate for someone to understand her, Ana did something small. Something ordinary. Something dangerous. She messaged someone she should never have messaged. Not out of betrayal. Not at first. She just wanted advice. A different perspective. A voice outside the suffocating walls of her relationship. She typed out her frustrations. Her confusion. The things she was too embarrassed to admit to her friends. She pressed send. That was it. One message. One conversation that felt harmless. One person who listened a little too carefully. Who asked the right questions. Who understood her a little too well. He didn’t arrive like a hero. He arrived like comfort. And comfort can be far more dangerous than chaos. What started as advice became dependency. What started as conversation became secrecy. What started as harmless slowly turned into something darker something intoxicating. Because sometimes the person who saves you from drowning is the same one who pulls you deeper. Ana thought she was venting. She didn’t realize she was opening a door. This is not a story about a girl who falls in love. It’s about a girl who confuses attention for salvation. Who learns that vulnerability in the wrong hands can become a weapon. Who discovers that some connections don’t destroy you loudly they reshape you quietly. This is a story about a message that should never have been sent. About obsession dressed as understanding. About desire wrapped in danger. About the kind of darkness that feels like home before it feels like ruin. This is Ana’s story. And once you step inside it, there’s no going back.

To the outside world, Celine Roberts had the most perfect life. Beauty, wealth, fame in the entertainment industry and the love of a prominent fiancee. But that perfection shattered the moment she ran away from her own wedding, leaving her fiancee who everyone considered a prince charming at the altar. But what people didn't see was that her so called prince charming was actually a scumbag who is having an affair with her own step sister. Even when she finds out about his affair he threatens her with her career to force her to marry him, after all marriage with her was great publicity for his career. Left with no choice she walks down the aisle to marry a scumbag until she sets her eyes on a man who reminds her of sin and darkness. Escaping her own wedding leads her into a suite that belongs to the same sinfully handsome man she set eyes on at her wedding a while ago. Driven by a rebellious will and a sudden attraction to this stranger, she shares a single night with him, a night that holds no promise and no commitments. But what happens when that single night not only bears fruit, but also leads to the inability to forget the man who seems to have captivated her entirely. Celine isn't the only one unable to forget, Tristan Grayson never met a woman he couldn't resist until her, never met a woman he couldn't forget until her. Who would have thought that the elusive billionaire who scorns women would be completely enthralled by a one night stand?

He just became the newly-crowned movie emperor when he died a tragic (actually, very stupid) death. On his way to cross the NaiHe bridge, he managed to evade Meng Po and not drink her soup. Thus keeping the memories of the life that he just had. But he would never have imagined that he would be reincarnated hundreds of thousands of years later. In the Interstellar era! If it happened to other guys, they would definitely want to be a mecha warrior. Don't most men dream of that at least once in their life? But sadly, that's not for him. There's only one goal in his mind - to be the number one star in the Interstellar era. With the knowledge and skills he got from his past life, he would definitely achieve it. But who was this annoying person who kept on pestering him? A certain prince smiled in a scary and crazy way: Cook food for me or else die. = a few months later = A certain prince leaned over and moved his face closer: I don't need food, I could just eat you. A bad tempered yandere gong X a reincarnated movie emperor shou *NaiHe bridge - a bridge that souls crossed to enter reincarnation **Meng Po - the lady on the Naihe bridge who gives out soup that lets the souls forget their memories, thus entering the cycle of reincarnation in a clean slate. Twitter: @tyramisu_wn IG: @tyramisu_novels

Follow the story of Tianlian Liu Shu, a tree who didn't know anything at first and struggles to survive and extend her roots through the cosmos. The World she lives in is filled with fantastic sights and strange new cultures, and there is something everybody in this World has: A system. Moreover, even while she is a tree, she has people who will fawn over her...? "Tiantian, does the Sun feel good on your leaves today?" "Liu Liu, I've found this delicious compost made of natural extract~." "Tian'er, does the wind feel good on your branches?" Tianlian Liu Shu, a female tree, didn't really know what to do with these fawning women. patreon.com/Mortrexo Uploading also on Scribblehub. Uploading also on Wattpad. Uploading also on Archive Of Our Own. Uploading also on Royal Road. Uploading on Fenrirealm Discord-> https://discord.gg/NJN2GcgRwb Novel Cover: patreon.com/posts/ascension-of-97475506

When he came to this world, many familiar stories had not yet begun-Sleeping Beauty had not yet been born, the magic lamp was buried deep in the treasury, Snow White's father had just married a new wife, and the little mermaid was still playing with her sisters in the sea; the country of Oz in the center of the desert had never welcomed a girl named Dorothy. Then, he came-the magician of miracles and wishes. … Many years later, even illiterate children have heard this legend: If you are in the darkest abyss, or have the most ardent wishes in your heart. In the remote dense forests and lonely mountains, you may see the handsome boy in a long robe. He is an omnipotent wizard, a prophet who knows everything, a wise man respected by kings, and a mentor of legendary heroes! He once gave Pinocchio life and gave the mermaid an immortal soul. The princess and the beggar had prayed to him. ....................................................................................... To access the advanced chapter, visit Patreon:- patreon.com/fanfictionstories419 ....................................................................................... This is a translation

After getting dumped by his longtime girlfriend outside the University of California campus, Jason thinks life can't get any worse—until a mysterious voice echoes in his mind: "Congratulations! You’ve activated the Simp System!" Suddenly, Jason gains access to trillions in funds, but there's a ridiculous catch: every dollar he spends must go toward earning the affection of a beautiful woman. Lucas is outraged. Why should he degrade himself now that he’s essentially a walking hedge fund with legs? So, he rebels. He buys a Beverly Hills mansion, a Bugatti for each day of the week, a yacht the size of a football field, and even a retired space shuttle—all for himself. And then... the system notifies him: “+10 Favorability from Emma! +20 from Jessica! +35 from your ex!” Wait, what?! He hasn’t licked a single boot—yet the women around him are falling faster than stock prices in a crash. With charm he never meant to use and money he doesn’t know how to spend fast enough, Jason embarks on a journey of wealth, revenge, and unexpected romance—all while flipping the bird to the system that wanted him to grovel.

Ariana Richardson is trapped and broken. After losing her mother at a very early age she is forced to endure years of maltreatment and suffering from her father and sister. When her father gets in a huge debt with the most ruthless man there is, a deal is set. Will Ariana be able to live her life without hatred for her father and sister for selling her off to cover their debt? ******

Trapped by an unfair contract, Eva was determined to do whatever it took to end the contract and ensure it ended with her alone, but she never expected to be sent to the enemy as a spy. “Nothing complicated,” they said. “Yeah right.” How was she going to find a man even her so-called ‘boss’ couldn't find? But left no other choice, she set off, following the instructions given to her, searching high and low not knowing the one she sought was right beside her. The man whose presence lit up her day and made butterflies flutter in her stomach even when he didn't mean to. Yes, Eva fell in love. And now? Eva was trapped between dangerous organizations, one has her heart and the other a contract that could ruin everything all over again *** Excerpt: “You hate me now, don't you?” Eva said as she pulled on the jacket, trying to cover as much of herself as possible. Trying to suppress the emotions that threatened to shatter her to pieces. Her eyes darted towards the man who had his back to her. He couldn't even bring himself to look at her. She thought, biting her lip. “I understand if you don't want to have anything to do with me anymore. I promise to disappear from your sight. You'll never see me again…” “Eva…” his voice sliced through the dark room that was barely illuminated by the moonlight, cutting her mid sentence. Her breath hitched at the edginess his tone carried. Eva held her breath when he turned, his broad back slowly shifting until he stood facing her. She almost couldn't look him in the eyes, afraid of what she would see. Those steely grey orbs that always seem to stare into her soul were even more unreadable now. “Come here, Eva,” his tone suddenly changed, losing its sharp edge. “What?” When she took longer processing his words, he took a step towards her while she instinctively took a step back. Seeing that, he stopped and held her gaze. “Come here, Eva,” he repeated, his voice becoming firmer, an order she was compelled to obey. With both hands clutching tightly to the oversized jackets, she took slow and staggering steps towards him. Her heels clicking on the tiled floor with each step and the silence of the room amplifying them. She felt bare under his intense gaze but she couldn't stop her legs from moving towards him. She knew he could be frightening, but this was the first time she had ever faced this side of him. Yet, her legs still moved, obeying his command. “I… I promise… I won't…” “Keep moving, Eva,” he ordered again when her steps slowed down as she started talking. Eva gulped but did as he ordered until she was standing a three foot distance from him. Unable to hold his gaze, she stared down at her feet. The red straps of her heels now an eyesore but she would rather look at them than at his eyes. Or face. “In your eyes, am I that shallow, Eva?” He asked, his tone calm and calculated. Eva snapped her head up as soon as those unexpected words left his lips.

⚠️Content Warning This story contains mature themes, including explicit adult content and fictional pregnancy scenes. These are dramatized for romance storytelling and not meant as medical advice, I'm drawing from general knowledge, not personal experience or deep research. Reader discretion advised; proceed at your own risk. Not suitable for minors. SYNOPSIS: Mira Serrano only planned to survive the gala, smile for the cameras, and go home. Instead, she wakes up in the wrong penthouse… beside the last man she should ever touch. Cassian Draymond. Her family’s enemy. Her brother’s rival. A man she’s argued with more times than she can count. She leaves before he wakes, hoping the night will disappear if she pretends it never happened. But Cassian shows up with something she didn’t expect, her bracelet, and a quiet message that refuses to leave her head: “We need to talk.” What should have been a mistake becomes a secret she can’t escape. Cassian remembers everything. He isn’t angry… just curious. Too curious. And Mira quickly learns that curiosity from a man like him is dangerous. Their families have a long history of resentment, hidden deals, and old wounds that never healed. Getting close to him could ruin everything. Staying away feels impossible. As Mira tries to protect her family and her own heart, Cassian slowly becomes the one person who sees through her walls. The closer he gets, the harder it becomes to tell whether he’s her biggest mistake… or the only person she can trust. A messy night, a rival with too many secrets, and a connection neither of them meant to create. Once the truth starts unraveling, Mira’s life, and the Serrano empire, will never be the same.