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She was meant to live and die as an ordinary village girl, knowing nothing. There was no way she could have remembered her past life. She was meant to be a small alien element that would not even realize she was an alien element. However, due to the secret maneuverings of those who twist history, she realized who she was and began to interfere with the Dragon ball original story. This is the story of one of the many parallel worlds that exist, one not even observed in the official history.

Futako Midoriya isn’t your typical hero candidate. Sharp-tongued, lazy, and entirely uninterested in risking her life for strangers, she thinks Pro Heroes are lunatics hiding behind fake smiles. But fate won’t take “no” for an answer. After burning a slime villain for ruining her precious oden egg and accidentally catching All Might’s attention, Futako becomes the world’s most reluctant hero-in-training. Between her explosive childhood friend Bakugō, a mother who terrifies her more than villains, and a musclebound mentor who keeps trying to “inspire” her, she’s dragged kicking and screaming toward U.A. High. She doesn’t dream of saving anyone — yet somehow keeps doing it anyway. A sharp, fast-talking comedy about a girl who refuses destiny but keeps getting mistaken for a hero.

Sera was an ordinary young woman living an ordinary life until she didn't. Finding herself in a primitive world, she had to learn to adapt to the different customs and rules of that world.

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Mei and Otis once loved each other during the most innocent years of their youth, only to break up in the middle of a heavy storm, leaving countless words unspoken. Years later, fate forces them quite unwillingly to become… roommates. A girl who’s cold on the outside but warm on the inside, sharp-tongued yet soft-hearted; A guy who’s rough around the edges but deeply loyal... The two of them crash back into each other’s lives amid hectic summer days, torrential rain, and the smallest moments of daily life. She says she doesn’t like him anymore. He says he’s long forgotten their past. But neither of them has ever changed their phone wallpaper, their old habits remain, and every time they face each other, their hearts skip a beat. From petty arguments, endless teasing, to sudden moments of quiet tenderness— there is still something between them that hasn’t ended. A storm arrives, dragging up all the feelings they buried. A silly blue penguin raincoat. A late-night phone call. And a truth both of them stubbornly refuse to say aloud: “I still like you.” A gentle, humorous, heart-achingly sweet urban romance about two people who once lost each other and slowly learn how to find their way back to each other’s hearts.

The Sovereign’s Treasure The world calls him a devil. He calls him his everything. Mark Mathew is the Sovereign—a man whose name is whispered in shadows and whose power is a steel-tempered grip over the city’s heart. To the underworld, he is the "Grave-Maker," a ruthless master who doesn't just punish his enemies; he erases them. He is a giant among men, cold and untouchable... until he looks at Win. Win is the light the Sovereign never thought he deserved—pure, innocent, and fragile as a newborn lamb. To the rest of the world, Win is a mystery; to Mark, he is the only person capable of bringing a devil to his knees. But shadows are lengthening. Justin, a man fueled by a delusional, white-knuckled obsession, is determined to "save" Win from the Sovereign’s clutches. Convinced that Win is a captive rather than a lover, Justin prepares to expose the horrific blood on Mark’s hands, oblivious to the fact that he is walking straight into the jaws of a predator. As the lines between protection and possession blur, Win must navigate the terrifying reality of Mark’s power. Can a love born in the darkness survive the truth of who the Master really is? Or will the Sovereign’s treasure be shattered by the very world built to protect him?

In the dazzling chaos of South Korea’s fashion industry, Lee lives a double life no one sees coming half man, half woman, a secret he guards fiercely. As a talented model and stylist, Lee navigates the glittering world of beauty with confidence, but behind the glam lies a tangle of hidden identities and dangerous desires. Dressed as a woman, Lee finds himself falling hard for Leejoon, a dangerously handsome mafia heir who oozes power and mystery, a man who plays hard to get and refuses to show his heart. But in his male form, Lee unknowingly captures the heart of his CEO’s daughter… and her father. Neither father nor daughter knows they’re both falling for the same person or that the object of their affection is hiding two very different faces. As hearts collide and secrets spiral out of control, Lee’s world teeters on the edge of revelation. When Leejoon finally falls for “her,” only to uncover his true identity, the ultimate question remains: Can love survive when everything, even gender has been a lie? Or will the truth tear them apart before they find their happy ending? A story of duality, desire, deception, and devotion, where the heart sees beyond what the eyes believe, but still a happy ever after.

Kim Joon-ho was your average college dropout: broke, lazy, and single. His greatest achievements? Beating Dark Souls and dodging rent. That is… until the truck got him. Waking up in another world, Joon-ho expected to be the chosen hero with a legendary sword. Instead, he opens his eyes to find a mirror… and a face that’s way too cute to belong to him. System Notification: Congratulations! You have awakened the Femboy System. Charm, agility, and seduction powers unlocked. Warning: Your masculinity has been debuffed to zero. Now, mistaken for a runaway noble girl, hunted by knights, and adored by both men and women alike, Joon-ho has only one thought: "Wait… I’m a femboy!? How do I fight dragons in thigh-highs!?" Between leveling up through embarrassing quests, building awkward relationships, and trying to keep his sanity intact, Joon-ho must conquer this new world — one skirt flip at a time.

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[ Hey, consider checking out my patreon page for more chapters a lot of other stories ] [ Contains explicit scenes ] This time around in High School DxD, Issei Hyoudou isn't just your average pervy devil—he’s got an animal magnetism so strong it practically comes with its own gravitational pull. Women don’t just fall for him; they trip, stumble, and land in positions that would make a succubus blush. Poor Rias never saw it coming—one minute she's in control, the next, she's wondering why her knees are weak and her clothes seem to be losing a battle against gravity.  Ddraig didn't anticipate this power-up either, but hey, even the Welsh Dragon has to respect game when she sees it. And as for the countless other women inevitably drawn into Issei’s orbit? Well, let’s just say the Underworld’s dry-cleaning industry is about to hit an all-time high. — Hope you enjoy reading! Support me on Patreon and read ahead of time!! - [ patreon.com/DragonNF ] [ can be found as "Boob Emperor" instead on Patreon. the chapters are stacked like 10 chapters in a single post so I hope there won't be any confusion ]

"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.

This is the first part of the Arcade series Marked by an unstable and damaging childhood, Ray grows up observant, charming, and unsettlingly detached, learning early how easily people can be steered when they believe they are understood. Her lack of empathy leaves her relationships shaped more by manipulation than connection—until she begins forming her first real friendships, ones she doesn’t fully know how to navigate. Her older brother Zane watches from the edges, protective but distant, unaware of how deeply her inner world is already fractured. The world is far bigger than her small town, and as unseen danger presses closer, it becomes increasingly unclear whether the greater threat lies beyond the walls—or within Ray herself. This is the first part of the series and while it is short its sets up what we will see in the future of Arcade.

“Your pussy is weeping for me, Amara... It’s making a mess of my rug. Be a good girl and let me lick you clean before I stretch you open.” “I… I didn’t mean to... aakkkhhh..." Darien’s hand snakes under her skirt, his fingers finding her center, already soaked and swollen for him. He circles the sensitive heat of her clit with a cruel, possessive smirk tugging at his lips as she whimpers. “You don’t call me 'Sir' when you’re this wet for me. Say my name.” His free hand lunged for her, his large palm engulfing her breast through her blouse. He squeezed it with a brutal, possessive strength, his thumb and forefinger finding her nipple and rolling it with agonizing pressure until she was sobbing his name. "God, yes... I'm a mess because of you, Darien!" she gasped, arching her back until her breasts pressed against his suit. “I’m so fucking wet I’m soaking your hand. Now stop teasing me and give me what this bond is screaming for.” He leans in, his golden eyes glowing with a beast's hunger, his voice dropping to a vibration against her ear. “See? Your walls are twitching for me, aren't they? They’re hungry for my cock.” He pulls his hand back, his fingers dripping with her sweet juices. His gaze never leaves hers as he brings them to his mouth, his tongue swiping across his skin with a slow, agonizingly sensual lick. “Sweet,” he growls, tasting her surrender. “And I’m going to devour every last drop of you.” *** Amara Hayes thought she was just another cleaning lady at Ispire Inc., until one awkward, clumsy night completely flipped her life upside down. It was supposed to be just another boring shift. Clean the office. Mop the floors. Avoid the insanely hot, terrifyingly gorgeous boss. Instead, she tripped, fell… and accidentally kissed him. She figured she’d be getting a termination letter, not a pair of horns, scales, and wings?! Her “strict but ridiculously hot” boss, Darien Dravik? Turns out he’s not just some kind of billionaire. He’s a beastmen from dragon race, and apparently, she’s his mate. Now, Amara’s stuck in a bond with a guy who growls when other men look at her and calls her “mine” like it’s his favorite hobby. Darien might be one of the most powerful and wanted men in the city, but under that expensive suit, there’s a dragon who’s totally lost control around her. And if she tries to walk away? Well… it could cost her a lot more than just her job. It could cost her life. In a world where peace between humans and beastmen is a fragile illusion, their bond could set everything on fire. But Darien? He swears he’ll protect her, even if it means burning the whole world down.

Yolanda hated men. They all looked at her with lustful eyes. All they ever wanted was a taste of her. Her family wanted her to get married, but she wasn’t ready to surrender herself to these degenerate creeps they called men. She wanted to meet someone perfect, someone handsome. One day, she even wished she could date herself. But the very next morning, she woke up with a sting of pain. Her body felt heavy, and the air around her wasn’t as fresh as she was used to. It reeked of dirty laundry and grease. When she opened her eyes, she realized she was in an unfamiliar place. When she looked into the mirror, the once-beautiful Yolanda was gone. In her place was the body of a fat, stinking, ugly bastard. “Oh no! What the hell!?” As if that wasn’t enough, the owner of the body she woke up in had been swapped into hers and was now living her luxurious life. Enjoying everything she worked for. And the worst part? The bastard was a pervert. One look at him was enough to tell he was more than ready to ruin her reputation and tear apart the perfect image she had built her entire life. Now trapped in a body she despised, Yolanda had no choice; to protect her image, she had to stay close to the man living in her body and somehow fix both their lives. But was it really going to be that easy? And what if her wish… to date herself… ended up coming true in the worst way possible? [Warning: This is an adult book with a sprinkle of smut scenes here and there. Reader discretion is advised.]

Song Yue grew up in Nie Rougang's home, raised and protected by him for eighteen years. She clings to him with her whole heart, but now that she’s grown up, Nie Rougang insists she must move out and return to her grandfather’s house. Song Yue refuses to let go and keeps sneaking back, causing chaos until Nie Rougang finally explodes and drives her out of the villa. Hurt and angry, Song Yue runs away from home with her best friend Lan Xia. With no money and nowhere to stay, the two girls end up taking a part-time job selling adult products in a nightclub. There, Song Yue accidentally provokes Li Meiran—a powerful, dangerous man with a violent temper. Things quickly get out of control, and Li Meiran tries to force himself on her. Just when Song Yue thinks she’s doomed, Nie Rougang storms in with a gun, facing off with Li Meiran in a deadly standoff. Song Yue escapes through a window, but trouble doesn’t end there—the moment she thinks she’s safe, she runs into a furious, ice-cold Nie Rougang, who isn’t done with her yet. A story of obsession, danger, jealousy, and a love that neither side can escape.

Idealistic, innocent, creative and sweet- Aurelia Blackwood is a writer obsessed with villains until she saw one staring down at her like a predator. She should run away from him, yet she stayed. Cold, calculating, possessive and dominant - Jayvion Carell is a villain, a storm in a suit. He'd never feared anything until her safety. She came into his world and now, he's forced to protect her. He'd break his every rule and burn the whole world for her if it means keeping her safe. "To the readers who fall for the villains. You're just as messed up as I am. That's it, little reader-- be a good girl and flip that page. Welcome to the obsession."

Since the day she remembers, In her first life, She lived as a ruthless killer. for Thousands of years she killed and killed, Becoming the Most Heinous Criminal in the Whole Soul Society After an incident, she decided to drop the mantle of a killer, and dedicate her life in the pursuit of healing, though even in that regard, her end goal was for battle and killing In her second life, She decided to let go of violence entirely, deciding to become a complete protector, wanting to see what life would give other than an end she made herself a family, lived her life in modesty, and died peacefully. surrounded by her off springs who mourned her passing in all her 80 years Reincarnating in that second life, not once could she find joy in what she did. her 80 years of life was dull. the only saving grace and perhaps 'supernatural' phenomena was the existence of 'TV shows' that depicted her 'First Life' as a show. it was the only thing that ever shocked, fascinated, and made her question her existence in all her new 80 years of life once she died, she did not turn into nothingness, as if her soul is CURSED to walk the MEGAVERSE for Eternity what would she, 'Unohana Retsu', The 'First Kenpachi', Worlds greatest and strongest Swordmaster, do in her Third life, Reincarnated in a world worshipped by the Idea of 'Heroism' and frown upon by the idea of 'Using power for the sake of power' The Tables have turned now. there is a new, more ruthless than anyone, player on the chess board now what will she do, in this Third life of hers ■□■□■□■□■ Author here. This book was created for me to participate in the 'Fanfic Fiesta' event. Don't worry though, for i will see to its end even if we don't win the event or even after it Updates are scheduled from Monday till Friday, one chapter per day. each chapter shall have at least 2.5 k word count or above Thank you for giving my book a try. The cover for this book does not belong to me, nor does MHA which was written by Kōhei Horikoshi. thank you for this wonderful work Please Enjoy my Fanfic Additional Tags: #Strong MC, #Female MC (If you haven't figured out already from Synopsis), #Slight AU because of MC's family

Five years after a painful divorce, Catherine Kate Bates has no intention of ever mixing love with her ambition again. Her interior design firm is finally earning respect, and she’s learned the hard way that stability comes from self-reliance. Jonathan Rome is running out of options. As the heir to a powerful empire, his reputation has become a liability. Scandals, headlines, and a well-earned playboy image are costing him clients and credibility. When damage control fails, Jonathan makes a bold proposal to the one woman who knows him better than anyone else. His ex-wife. What begins as a strictly contractual re -marriage designed to benefit them both quickly turns into something far more complicated. As the media spins their reunion into a fairy tale of second chances, old wounds begin to surface behind closed doors. Catherine remembers the marriage she tried to save alone and the betrayal that taught her how to shut down and prioritize. Jonathan is forced to confront the ways he failed her when it mattered most. Between staged affection, public scrutiny, and the dangerous familiarity of being married again, their carefully drawn boundaries begin to blur. Feelings resurface. History threatens to repeat itself. This time, Catherine knows the cost of loving Jonathan Rome. And she’s not sure she’s willing to pay it again.

Who is she in this life? A bride, a pawn… or just a substitute for someone who will never come? Rosy, a girl cast out by her own family, had her identity switched to be married into a noble household. A wedding with no invitations, no blessings only the cold binding from a man named Captian Anderson, the ruthless CEO behind the largest corporation holding the key to the entire banking and finance industry. Forced into marriage to save her family’s failing company, Rosy had no idea she was stepping into a maze of conspiracies, deceitful pasts, and chilling secrets no one had ever spoken of. She must live with a man rumored to be incapable of feeling, someone whose eyes reflect no emotion, yet always see through her as if he has known her for a very long time. Between love and control, trust and lies, Rosy has no choice but to stand up and reclaim herself, even when the love that begins to blossom may become the greatest threat of all. "To survive this velvet prison, she must learn how to make her captor love her to death."

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.