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Exiled under a full moon for a crime he did not commit, Rowan Vale returns to the Silverclaw Territory five years later with blood on his hands and war at his heels. Lena Silverclaw is Alpha now. Hardened by loss, bound by duty, and sworn never to trust the man whose exile shattered her pack. But when an ancient enemy rises from the forgotten places of the world, one that feeds on moon magic and strips wolves of free will, Silverclaw becomes the first target. Rowan carries the truth of what hunts them. Lena carries the authority to decide whether he lives or dies. Bound by a mate bond neither of them chose and both refuse to claim, they are forced to fight side by side as pack laws fracture and ancient power stirs beneath their land. Trust is dangerous. Desire is forbidden. And the bond may be the only thing capable of saving them or destroying everything they are sworn to protect. When war comes, Silverclaw will learn whether leadership is forged by dominance or by consent. And whether love can survive the weight of command.

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.

“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.

She was like ice and He was like fire and both their fates got tangled together with a race looking for one man. The man who was responsible for the sufferings that they both endured in their lives. The man who was also planning to introduce the impossible into the world and also rule over it with his wicked schemes. The man that they both swore to get revenge on and destroy him due to all the pain that he caused. Join Patricia and Isaac as they race through their adventures which will lead them to the man that caused pain and suffering into their lives. Whilst also discovering the man's sickening plans to change the world and how they put a stop to it. IT STARTED WITH A RACE AND IT WILL END WITH A RACE.

Naira and Aarav, childhood best friends. Growing up in crazy Delhi, their teen romance felt real and endless. Then Aarav moved to Bangalore. Silence killed their promises, leaving Naira heartbroken. Seven years later, they bump into each other at a friend's wedding. Aarav's with Rhea now; she's great for him. But one look and a sneaky kiss bring back all those old feelings. Now it's secret meetups, passion, guilt, and hard choices. Naira has to pick: fight for Aarav or move on from the past. Aarav needs to decide between a steady love and the wild one he can't shake. Some hurts never fully go away. It's a bittersweet story about first love, the kind that sticks with you, and what it costs to love someone you can't have.

From a 6-year old child actor to a global superstar, Hyunwoo'slife has always been in the spotlight. What began as a dream to become an actor has now transformed into an overwhelming world of international fame, brand endorsements, and unseen pressures. As his career skyrockets, he finds himself struggling to hold onto the pieces of himself that fame can't touch.

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.

[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.)

For three years, Sienna loved a man who would never choose her. Alessandro Castellano kept her tucked away in his penthouse like a secret he was ashamed of—expensive gifts, whispered promises, and late-night confessions that felt real until morning came and he went back to his fiancée. Sienna told herself it was enough. That what they had was love, even if it lived in the shadows. She was wrong. The night she overheard him confirming wedding details with Vanessa, laughing about honeymoon plans while Sienna waited for him in silk lingerie he'd bought her, something inside her finally broke. Not dramatically. Not with screaming or thrown objects. Just quietly, like a door closing on a room she'd never enter again. When Alessandro walked in and saw her packed bags, he didn't believe she'd actually leave. "You'll be back," he said, so certain of his hold on her. "You always come back." But Sienna didn't come back. Six months later, she's not the same woman who cried in his elevator. She's built a life without him—a real career, real friends, therapy sessions that taught her she deserved more than crumbs from a man's table. She's even dating Dante Moretti, the charming businessman who looks at her like she hung the moon and doesn't hide her from the world. There's just one problem. Dante is Alessandro's biggest rival, and he knows exactly who Sienna used to be. Alessandro's perfect life, meanwhile, is crumbling. His marriage to Vanessa is a cold business transaction that leaves him hollow. Every woman he looks at reminds him of Sienna. Every night feels empty. He thought he could have it all—the socialite wife his family demanded and the woman who actually made him feel alive on the side. Turns out, you can't have it both ways. When he sees Sienna again at a gallery opening, transformed and glowing on another man's arm, something primal awakens in him. She's not his secret anymore. She's not his at all. And for the first time in his privileged life, Alessandro understands what it means to lose something irreplaceable. He'll do anything to win her back. Burn down his marriage. Destroy his reputation. Fight his own family. Prove he's not the same coward who let her go. But Sienna's not the desperate girl who waited by the phone anymore. She's found her power, her voice, her spine. And watching Alessandro grovel? There's a dark satisfaction in that she probably shouldn't enjoy as much as she does. The thing is, hearts don't follow logic. Chemistry doesn't care about self-respect. And when Alessandro looks at her with those desperate, hungry eyes and says, "I was a fool, and I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you"—part of her wants to believe him. Part of her still loves him. But love isn't always enough, is it? Not when trust is shattered. Not when Dante's offering her stability and devotion without games. Not when Alessandro's vengeful soon-to-be-ex-wife is determined to destroy anyone he cares about. Sienna has to choose: the dangerous, intoxicating man who broke her heart but might have actually changed, or the safer path with a man who's never made her cry. Except Dante has secrets too. And Sienna's about to learn that sometimes the person who seems perfect is just better at hiding their flaws. In a world of billion-dollar business deals, family expectations, and old grudges, Sienna's caught in the middle of a war she never asked to fight. Both men claim they love her. Both men want to possess her. But this time, Sienna's not anyone's prize to win. This time, she gets to decide her own worth. And whoever ends up with her heart will have to earn every single piece of it—because she's done giving herself away to men who don't understand what they have until it's gone.

"I just wanted a quiet life... So why did I end up in the Magic Academy?!" After dying in his original world, Aiden wakes up in a fantasy world… only to be forcibly enrolled in a prestigious Magic Academy. No overpowered dreams. No desire to become a hero. No interest in saving the world. All Aiden wants is simple: 1. graduate peacefully 2. avoid trouble 3. and somehow return home But the academy has other plans. The cold, untouchable top student keeps crossing his path. Rumors start spreading. For some reason, people begin paying attention to him. And before Aiden realizes it, he’s being dragged into events far bigger than himself. Chosen by the gods? Absolutely not. Misunderstood? Constantly. In a place where geniuses, nobles, and monsters collide, Aiden’s dream of a peaceful student life slowly turns into chaos. Can he survive the academy without becoming its main character… or falling for the person he should avoid the most?

[Business Warfare] [Modern Rebirth] [Chaebol Politics] [Financial Crisis] [Philanthropy as Power] [Cold Female Protagonist] [No System] [No Romance] [Revolution] [Brave Woman] [Cunning Lady] ************************************************** She was never meant to survive that year. A financial collapse. A family destined to fall. A crisis that would turn kindness into a crime. Yet when Sherly opened her eyes again, she found herself standing before everything went wrong. So—should she warn the world? Should she save everyone? No. Because Sherly already knew the truth: the world does not change for those who are kind—only for those who control the system. With a gentle smile and the image of a Charity Fairy, she stepped onto the stage. Scholarships became filters. Philanthropy became infrastructure. Public sympathy became the safest shield. While politicians searched for scapegoats, corporations fought for survival, and activists chased justice, Sherly quietly moved the smallest decisions—one by one—until the future itself began to shift. They praised her as an angel. They trusted her as a savior. They never noticed that the revolt they feared… was already being redirected. This is not a story about saving the world. This is a story about adjusting it. So, Lady, are you the Charity Fairy who dove back...? **********************************************

Every kiss triggers a system. Every trait has a price. When an ordinary man discovers that intimacy has become a progression mechanic, he's forced into a world where affection is weaponized and consent is currency. Each kiss can grant him supernatural traits—but the system evaluates intent, punishes manipulation, and never forgets.

"June, I just got off the phone with the director. He said, Mr. Oren will do the kiss and bed scenes himself and he wants to do it with you, without a body double." Sari, June's cousin and agent broke the news as soon as she entered the changing room. The coffee cup in June's hand fell and the coffee spilled on the floor. She didn't even mind the fact that the hot coffee and poured on her thigh. "June, are you alright?" Sari picked up a tissue and wiped June's thigh, whispering to her in the process. "Do something! Do you want them to know you have a condition?" "Ah! That hurts!" June stood up pretentiously and stepped back. "I told you to be careful! Can you leave us for a few minutes? June needs to change!" Sari said to the two production assistants in the room. "Sure!" The two replied and left the room. "Sit down! I will clean this first." Sari told June. June first closed the door before turning to face Sari. "Sari, what do you mean Mr. Oren is going to do the kiss and bed scenes himself? Why did he suddenly decide to do that?" June sat down in the couch. Synopsis After being blackballed from the movie industry for half a decade, all June wanted an opportunity to get herself out there. She desperately needed a movie and a break out role that would put her name out there again. Her reason was quite simple. She wanted to expose the people that ruined her. Her ex boyfriend whom cheated on her. The girl he cheated on her with, and the main who blackballed her because she rejected his advances. But most importantly, June just wanted to survive. She didn't have any other talents to depend on, besides acting. So, when the opportunity came knocking at her door, she took it without a second thought. Even if it was acting alongside the enigmatic and aloof Luigi Oren, she didn't mind. But maybe, she might have bitten more than she could chew this time around because Luigi wasn't exactly the kind that followed the rules. And she? She had her own secrets to hide.

She awakens as a seed in a rotting forest. No name. No memories. No body—only roots. A mysterious system guides her: Grow. Survive. Evolve. Buried in an ancient valley no one enters—and no one leaves—she must navigate the silence, the soil, and the secrets of a forgotten world. The rot is spreading. Something watches from below. And she is the only thing in the forest still learning how to hope. Poetic dark fantasy. Deep system lore. Slow-burn transformation. Maybe romance, IDK. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Watch her grow—not into a warrior, but into a sanctuary. --------------------------------------------------- A Note From the Author: Hi there! This is my very first book being shared with the world, and… I’m a little nervous. Please be gentle with me—I have a fragile glass heart. (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞ This story is the result of months (okay, years) of dreaming, writing, rewriting, and researching things like ancient trees, fantasy ecosystems, and mythological creatures I can barely pronounce. It's a deeply personal world, and I'm incredibly excited—and terrified—to finally show it to someone other than my dogs. Bloom: Becoming the World Tree is a high fantasy story rooted in both Western and Eastern mythology but reimagined through my own voice. Expect themes of growth, loneliness, healing, survival, and sanctuary. There are echoes of elves, dwarves, beastkin, spirits, and creatures who have been forgotten by the rest of the world… just like the little Seedling who wakes up alone in the dark. I’ve poured my heart (and probably a few brain cells) into building this world carefully. That said—I'm still human! If anything feels off, if I missed something, or if you think a detail could be more accurate, please let me know. I truly want to improve and do right by the story, and by you, the reader. Thank you for taking a chance on my fragile little Seedling. I hope she grows into something you’ll come to love, too. — Kismet (シ_ _)シ

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.

After the untimely death of his father, Jinwoo is left to navigate a new and difficult reality. With only his mother and sisters remaining, the once bright world Jinwoo knew turns dark and uncertain. But the passing of his father isn’t just a tragic loss; it reveals a tangled web of secrets that no one anticipated. And he gets to know the blood that runs in him.

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?

{Official Announcement} In this world of the Land of Consciousness, the powerful turn others into pawns in their dangerous games. However, this journey is not limited to merely fighting enemies. They must also protect themselves from those powerful cultivators and dark forces who seek to take control of others. Yet, fate takes a strange turn… For the first time, a Yakshini named Lily falls deeply in love with Snehwal — because his heart is pure. Powers in the Land of Consciousness, By extracting spiritual stones from the brains of beasts and absorbing the spiritual energy that floats in the air, one can advance through ten stages of cultivation. Each stage is divided into three levels — Lower, Middle, and Higher. And magic exists only among the Yakshinis — magic that allows them to enslave male cultivators and gradually drain their cultivation to increase their own stage. What is a Yakshini? A Yakshini is a very beautiful, alluring, and youthful female-like being whose beauty is so rare and enchanting that it can disturb any man’s mind and thoughts through hypnotic magic. At the same time, she is highly advanced in the cultivation of spiritual energy. © Duglas Bhagwan/Douglas_Bhagwan, 2025. All rights reserved. Unauthorized copying, translation, or distribution is prohibited.