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Elias winced, his frail body trembling as Viktor pinned his wrists above his head, the mafia boss's broad frame caging him against the cold kitchen wall. The scent of gunpowder and Viktor's Alpha Pheromones... dark, like smoked cedar... flooded Elias's senses, making his knees weak. His suppressants were failing, his vanilla Omega scent slipping through, and Viktor's grey eyes burned with something dangerous. "Sir... you... You told me to stay away from your..." Elias stammered, his voice a shaky whisper. "Shh," Viktor growled, his lips brushing Elias's ear, sending a shiver down his spine. "Not another word, Elias." Elias shut his eyes, heart pounding, as Viktor's grip tightened, the heat of his body igniting a forbidden spark that could ruin them both. 'How the hell did it get to this?' . Elias Kane is a weak omega on the edge, hiding his sweet vanilla scent behind cheap suppressants to survive in a world that despises his kind. With his sister Lila in a coma and hospital bills crushing him, the nineteen-year-old takes a dangerous job as a nanny for Dante and Dario, the wild twin sons of Viktor Drago, a mafia kingpin whose icy heart and chiselled features hide a brutal past. Living in Viktor's fortress-like estate, Elias must lie about being a Beta, dodging the twins' relentless chaos and the watchful eyes of a house where trust is a blade's edge. But Viktor, scarred by an omega's betrayal, is a storm Elias can't escape. Elias's gentle care for the twins chips away at Viktor's cold exterior, his forbidden scent stirring an obsession the Alpha can't deny. When a rival Alpha catches Elias's scent, jealousy ignites Viktor's possessive side, trapping Elias in a web of lust and danger. What would happen when Viktor finds out Elias is an Omega? Will it be too late for both of them?

Serial Lockheart, the charming, stubborn, and infuriatingly independent second-born of the infamous Lockheart family, never imagined he’d be forced into a marriage… especially not with Sarafyna Yuriat, the determined and beautiful heir to a powerful furniture empire. But when family obligations and business deals collide, Serial’s freedom comes with a price: court Sarafyna for four months — or risk losing his bachelor’s honor forever. Caught between a family that won’t back down, a contract he can’t escape, and a stranger he can’t stop thinking about, Serial must navigate deceit, desire, and the chaos of a forced engagement. Will he survive the games of power, passion, and family drama? Or will the billionaire bachelor finally find himself falling for the one woman he never intended to love? Drama. Intrigue. Forbidden attraction. The Lockheart family saga continues, and this time, Serial is front and center.

A scorching afternoon. A silly game of "Spin the Letter." For nineteen-year-old Shakira, it was supposed to be a harmless way to pass the time. But when the wheel lands on "N," her friends jokingly crown her the future wife of the city’s most unreachable man: Nazir, the cold, ruthless, and devastatingly handsome billionaire of Bashasha. ​ What started as a teenage chant—Kira will marry Nazir!—doesn't stay inside the house. Within hours, the neighborhood is buzzing. By morning, the city believes a secret betrothal has been made. Shakira is just a girl trying to help her grandmother and work toward her dream. Now, she’s the most talked-about woman in the city. ​ Nazir has no time for romance. He is busy managing an empire and tracking down his rebellious sister, Jannah. But when a "scandal" involving his name and a girl he’s never met begins to threaten his reputation and stock prices, he decides to find the source of the lie. ​He expects a calculating social climber. Instead, he finds Shakira—a girl who never wanted the spotlight, and whose simple, peaceful life is about to be turned upside down by a billionaire who doesn't take "it was just a game" for an answer. ​One spin. One rumor. One life-changing lie. Read on to find out how they navigate this twisted

This is a fan translation of 社恐马娘不想贴贴！ The original author is 杜子春 Art is by @beer_hsk Edit is by ClayTL Please support them! === Waking up, transmigrated into the world of Umamusume. Garden Gale finds herself as a completely useless Umamusume—but with her irresistibly charming looks and the original owner’s talent for bluffing, nearly everyone believes she's incredibly strong. Her debut race is scheduled in seven days. —I’m about to die of social embarrassment, what do I do?! Luckily... she temporarily awakens the [Selas System]. By pushing her relationships with other Umamusume to critical levels, she can learn their talents and signature skills. Forced to flirt.jpg Bond level with [Tokai Teio] reached 90%, comprehended skill [Sky-High Teio Step]! Bond level with [Air Shakur] reached 90%, comprehended skill [trigger:BEAT]! Bond level with [Christmas Oguri Cap] reached 90%, comprehended skill [Festive Miracle]! … Three years later. Garden Gale emotionally looks back, realizing she's become an undisputed GOAT—the greatest in history, a recognized tyrant of the track, the Uma Musume closest to a goddess. —And only now, gazing back at her days at Tracen Academy, does she belatedly realize… She cheated on everyone at school?! I'm gonna get stabbed by a yandere—WHAT DO I DOOOOO!!! === discord.gg/wisetl

In a world where Omegas are state-monitored property, Naruto Uzumaki is a ghost. Disguised as a Beta, he infiltrates Konoha Elite College to find his brother, Kurama, who vanished without a trace. His survival depends on invisibility, but his plan shatters when he is assigned to room with Sasuke Uchiha. Sasuke is a dominant Alpha from a powerful dynasty and is the one person Naruto must avoid—yet he is the only one he can’t escape. The cramped dorm becomes a battlefield of suspicion and a magnetic, agonizing pull that defies logic. When a missed dose of suppressants reveals Naruto’s secret, Sasuke doesn't turn him in. Instead, he offers a dark pact: he will help Naruto navigate his volatile heats if they hunt the truth together. As they descend into a web of medical horrors and illegal experiments, the line between their alliance and their instincts blurs. Amidst the search for Kurama, a protective obsession sparks between them, threatening to expose Naruto to the monsters hiding in plain sight. Naruto came to find his brother, but he may lose himself to the man who was supposed to be his enemy. Fanfiction Art: https://pin.it/6vUJayonx

A legendary assassin's final mission: mentor the Hero's Party to defeat the Demon King. For years, he endured the "hellish job", guiding brash heroes, filing endless reports, and watching them take all the glory while he stayed in the shadows. But he had a plan. A contract guaranteeing one wish upon completion. When the Demon King finally falls and the continent celebrates, he doesn't join the parade. He quits. Now a free man, he pursues his real dream. Opening a quiet little inn far from bloodshed and paperwork. But old habits die hard. And trouble has a way of finding those who try to disappear.

"You really think you can just hide forever? From them? From me?" "Do you really think we can be together?" she whispered, her voice rougher than she meant. "No. We can't. It just won't work." Zayden tilted his head, his thumb brushing against the frantic pulse under her jaw. "Why?" His voice dropped low, dangerously smooth. "Why can't we make this work, huh?" She swallowed, the movement making her throat press harder against his hand. "Don't forget, You're----" “Say you love me…. Or I’ll fvck that stubbornness right out of you. Bend you over this desk, and make you scream my name until you forget your own." Aylin's face turned beet red. She pushed against his chest forcefully. He didn't move an inch. ***** Aylin Monroe Alston is a brilliant hacker and martial artist with Turkish roots. She can change her identity and her looks as easily as changing clothes. Always staying a step ahead of death, she had been on the run until she crashed into him. Zayden Cole Virelli is a billionaire leading a double life. On one side, he is a successful businessman; on the other, he is a powerful mafia king. Women don’t exist in his world until a runaway hacker crashes into him, capturing his thoughts and refusing to leave his mind. A collision in a dark forest leads to one lie he told and one secret she kept. Now, the most feared man alive wants her, while the woman who can bring down empires with just her keyboard wants nothing to do with him. He’s possessive, she’s untouchable, and they’re both liars. Two worlds collided: a hacker who can take down empires and the mafia king who won’t let her go. Can their love make it through the mess they're about to create, or will one of them get hurt first? ⚠️WARNING!!!! - Mature Themes - He Fell First and Harder - Mafia World - Weak to Strong - Slow burn

An angel was banished from heaven from his involvement with the devil. Wings were burnt and destroyed by his father's wrath. A photographer perfect scenery was destroyed by the rapid change in weather and has to head home . she bumps into a sorry figure on the road and takes him to the hospital. What will this fateful encounter lead to? Will the last son of God adapt to life on earth? Will he be able to return? Read to find out As I'm just starting, pls don't be quick to judge and try it out. And, if you know this might go against your faith , don't read

I watched as Dad looked at me with some kind of angered expression, as usual he believes her.  " Fiona, how many times do i have to tell you to have some respect for my wife? Whether you like it or not she's now your mother. Is this a way to treat your mother"?  "She can never be my mother, she doesn't even have the qualities of being a mother. Why do you always side with her? Can't you see the way she's treating me"?  "Enough Fiona"!!! "You promised mom that you'd always love me and take care of me, but I'm a slave in my own father's house"!! "Hey, don't try to manipulate my husband, what you did was wrong and you expect me not to caution you? Go to your room" I just watched as Dad expression fell, she was manipulating him and turning him against his own daughter.  "You heard her Fiona, go to your room".

DISCLAIMER: STRICTLY WRITTEN FOR ADULT READERS IN MIND. SOME SCENES CONTAIN VIOLENCE AND SEXUAL ACTIVITY. “Sit here. Right on this desk.” Ceo Ji-hoon instructs his new secretary. Mikaela already knew Ceo Ji-hoon was a pervert, but nothing would have prepared him for what happened next... Mikaela Reeves is a well trained Special Forces lone-agent skilled in stealth and combat. With ethereal features and a codename: Angel, he wants nothing more but to be taken seriously by his peers and recognised by his achievements, not his looks. But when the Director-General sends him on a long-term undercover mission as a secretary to the CEO of a top automotive company that has ties to a criminal cult-like mafia group, alongside a bee sounding intelligence aid, he struggles to adapt and lay low. CEO Jang Ji-hoon is a dominant alpha, Head of the Jang Dynasty and currently a Suspect of an alleged crime of sponsoring the human trafficking ring that exploits young, (mostly Omega) male and female adults that Guild Of Blood and Bones is operating. The exploitation of omegas infuriates Mikaela for many reasons, one of which is that he is secretly an Omega himself. He knows that justice for the victims rests on his ability to complete the mission. Yet the alluring scent and the mysterious danger of his new boss distract him so much. Being an Omega himself, he can't help but be excited. Will he be able to persevere against his own biological urge to be dominated by this Powerful, Older man to prove he is more than the average omega or will he fall into temptation, fail the victims as well as disappoint The Special Forces Unit and himself.

To gain popularity, I have to hide my vest and jump back and forth between the black and red party~ ... Note 1: There’ll be OOC and the character's interpretation might not be correct. Some original characters in the world’s settings, playing for fun and all. (more wines and police officers, a few original cases) Note 2: There will be a lot of personal subjective thoughts in the article. If you have any parts that you don’t agree with, please stop the loss in by clicking the arrow on the upper left corner in time. Thank you for your cooperation. Note 3: The style is mixed between comedy and tragedy… you’ve been warned Note 4: This is a fan fiction, I don't own the characters belonging to the comic. I only made a few original characters for the sake of the story Note 5: I made this more for myself and for fun so eh, don't expect too much

Over a thousand years ago, the Byzantine Empire (Romans but Catholic) unified the world through a campaign known as the SANCTIFICATION. This conquest was made possible by the Prime Twelve. Immortal warriors blessed with CRESTS; Divine marks that granted them godlike powers. The Prime Twelve's true purpose, however, was to seal the Seven DIAVOLO. The sealing was successful, but it came at a cost. Dimensional tears called Rifts began opening across the world, unleashing VARIANTS; monsters that defied natural law. To combat this threat, the Prime Twelve founded Major Houses and spread Crests throughout humanity. Today, those born with Crests called TOPPLERS form the ruling class of society, while the Crestless, the ACHUSOI are treated as second-class citizens. Marcus Chen was Achusoi. He survived by taking whatever work he could find in the empire's margins, invisible to a world built for the powerful. His life ended when one job went sideways, murdered by Huey Cross—the youngest son of House Cross. One of the Prime Twelve lineages. Ironically, Huey himself was Crestless, and an embarrassment to his bloodline. Marcus wakes up in Huey's body with fragmented memories and a terrible realization: Huey DID have a Crest. Just not one that came from God. Now inhabiting his killer's body, Marcus must navigate VIRELIA INSTITUTE, a university for gifted Topplers, while investigating what happened eight months ago at St. Helena Hospital..... the incident that put him in this body. By night, he becomes the Blue Reaper, a vigilante hunting down secrets the empire buried. But as he digs deeper, Marcus discovers a horrifying truth: the Seven Diavolo were never truly sealed. Their Heralds walk among humanity and he is infact one of them. Armed with a kingdom of Apostles, maids, servants, foot soldiers and his very own palace REQUEIM within the dimension of death - LIMBO. Marcus comes to accept his new fate "I AM THE BLUE REAPER, AND I HERALD DEATH." --- NOTE: See auxiliary chapters for detailed world-building and power system information.

In the Empire of Vireth, a land cursed by blood and ritual, Emperor Kaelor Vireth cannot feel emotion—except at the moment of death. Life is a dull, colorless haze, until he experiences near-death, when sensation floods his senses and his mind awakens to anger, joy, and desire. To feel alive, he engineers wars and invites assassination attempts, each near-death moment a drug. Until Seris Vale, a legendary assassin, is sent to kill him. But when her blade first pierces his defense, Kaelor feels something more than pain—he feels… alive. Instead of execution, Kaelor binds her to him as his personal executioner, the only person allowed to attempt his death. Each encounter becomes a ritual: a deadly game of proximity and passion, where the knife at his throat is indistinguishable from intimacy. As their dangerous liaison unfolds, Seris discovers she alone can make the king feel, and Kaelor discovers he cannot survive without her touch. But desire and power are never without consequence. Court factions, assassins’ guilds, and foreign powers all seek to manipulate, control, or eliminate them. The Assassin Guild demands she finish her mission; rivals and nobles suspect her influence; cultists claim the king is a demon. And through it all, their bond evolves from weapon and target to a twisted, intoxicating addiction—each testing the boundaries of loyalty, survival, and love. Over centuries of political upheaval, assassination attempts, and forbidden intimacy, both must confront their darkest impulses. Kaelor is forced to decide whether to remain addicted to death, or to risk living for the first time. Seris must choose whether to be the executioner who ends him, or the anchor who teaches him to survive. At its heart, The King Who Only Loves Corpses is a story about addiction, obsession, and the fragile, dangerous beauty of emotion itself. It’s a gothic dark fantasy romance designed for long-term serialization, with intricate political intrigue, morally grey protagonists, and high-stakes, addictive near-death tension.

[Mature 18+] Synopsis— A century ago, the Black Dragon King Zeradros possessed the power to grant any wish in exchange for a human life. As rulers and nobles sacrificed the innocent to fulfill their desires, the world fell into fear and cruelty. To stop the endless bloodshed, King Aldric Therald of Velmoria made the ultimate sacrifice, sealing the Dragon King away at the cost of his own life. Since then, the Therald bloodline has carried the sacred duty of guarding the seal. Hundred years later, that burden rests upon Emperor Eyan Lucien Therald. Feared for his ruthlessness and bound by duty, Eyan lives a life defined by control and emotional isolation. He believes love is a weakness he cannot afford—until he meets Eva Elvaris. Eva, a noblewoman marked by a painful past and emotional scars, has lived her life believing she is undeserving of love. When she meets Kyel, a gentle and kind man, she begins to experience warmth, safety, and happiness for the first time. Unbeknownst to her, Kyel carries secrets that connect him to a fate far greater and more dangerous than she could ever imagine. As political tensions rise and hidden forces begin to move, Eva becomes entangled in a conflict surrounding the sealed Dragon King. Ancient duties, buried truths, and impossible choices threaten to destroy the fragile peace they have found. Bound by love, sacrifice, and destiny, Eva and Eyan must confront the weight of their pasts and the cost of protecting each other. But in a world where every wish demands a price, their love may require more than either of them is prepared to give. Oops, I Married The Emperor is a dark romantic fantasy exploring identity, sacrifice, and the enduring strength of love in the face of fate.

You probably know how it goes: you die, wake up in a new world, get superpowers, become everyone's favorite, and gather a harem faster than you can blink. Right? No. We sincerely believe that if we get a second chance, life will suddenly become better. That magic will solve our problems, that power will make us heroes, and that our lack of social skills will somehow attract a whole crowd of friends. Yeah. Of course. That's how it all works. That's how legends are born. That's how disappointments are born. Because the perfect recipe for any isekai is belief in ghosts. In something that never was and, perhaps, never will be.

Without destiny. Without magic. Without memory. Without even a name… Who do you remain when everything else disappears? This is a story about someone learning that memories can be altered, destinies rewritten, and magic lost — but the core always finds its way back. A story about choosing oneself in any reality. A transformative, multiverse-based work inspired by the world of Harry Potter — without canon compliance, classic ships, or a light fanfic tone. Content Warning: This work contains one explicit, consensual adult scene. It is not romanticised or written as fan-service; the scene functions purely within the psychological and thematic arc of the story. Readers seeking erotic content should be aware that this is not that kind of narrative.

"Recent world's game of soccer is plummeting..." You can't win a team battle alone. What does it take to be a leader? Between a proclaimed leader who everyone decides to call leader as a title, or a person who doesn't even have to tell the team to go left before they do, who do you think deserves to be called a leader? The captain should never let his team crumble. As a captain, you have lots of duties holding you back. If the team cries, you smile. Never ever make yourself weak before your people. I don't know if someone else would teach you that, but you should know what to do. "Guys, let's do our best from this day forward. Let's end this streak! We've trained a lot, we can't just lose. We are a team, and we secure victory together!" "Yeah!!!!" CHIYODA! CHIYODA! CHIYODA! "Oh my God! He's scored again! This is just unbelievable. How many more does he want?!" Chiyoda F.C.'s silent architect. A nickname that even feels too underrated for this star. "Your nickname gives you a buff. It comes with people's feelings." I will do my best to win this and show the world that I'm not just some random player.

After her inexplicable death in her sleep, Kurokawa Saki was thrown into the Death Game section selection. Receiving information that there are 12 players with various different IDs, she quickly found out how unreliable most of them were. Moreover, half of them were in the Red party and the other half was in the Black Party. So the werewolves game has started. Moreover, the game still gave them inexplicable missions from time to time. Kurokawa Saki: “...” It's so exciting. When the mainline started and the ‘dead’ players received new ID, they had just realized the game was driving them further and further away in various ‘fun’ scenarios. … [No. 1]: I know that I'm the member of the organization on the surface but what the hell is this task of dancing in the nightclub? Moreover, I'm being hit on and could only run away. That blond haired bartender has been glaring at me! [No. 2]: My second ID is a high school student and I transferred to Teitan High School. Due to the mission to get Sonoko's sister's phone number, I had to play with these two students and Conan has been glaring at me, ah, ah! [No. 3]: My first ID is a killer, the second one is a serial killer, and the third one is a drug dealer. Can't you give me a normal identity? I didn't even dare to come out of my house now! [No. 4]: I'm a police officer, but I'm not even as good as an elementary school student in solving cases. And what do you mean that I'm just a violent police officer, huh? Watch me break the telephone pole, you b*stard! + 8 more people. … After a few scenarios, everyone came to the same conclusion The players: This game is too hard! Not only do they have to act in accordance with their ID card, they also have to complete various strange missions. So… let's make trouble :) When the vice leader of their group sees what they have been doing through their daily share in the chat…. Public Security Officer [5]: … NO, What the hell is wrong with you? One of you is fighting with Shuichi Akai and the other one is fighting with Furuya Rei? You even earn exclusive titles from them! You two are on the freaking Red Side! The two troublemakers: Hehe, sorry, Vice Leader, we're under too much pressure and fighting can enhance ‘friendship.’ Public Security Officer [5]: No, your exclusive titles from them show how much they hated you. And when he tried to calm down, he found out the others are not any better. [6]: Wow, it's so fragrant to tease this pink haired post graduate school student~ [7]: Ah, I nearly died in the hands of Gin… when can I receive the death script QAQ [8]: Let me fight the FBI again. I'm itching to fight. [9]: Why do I have to be the attending doctor of the main characters, ah… [10]: Oh, I just threatened Vermouth [11]: Oops, Conan is glaring at me for teasing Ran [12]: Hey, this female announcer is really nice. I felt bad for lying to her. As the only serious one, no. 5 just wanted to say one thing: [5]: …Destroy it. I'm tired. … Note 1: There’ll be OOC and the character's interpretation might not be correct. A lot of original characters in the world’s settings, playing for fun and all. (more wines and police officers, a few original cases, and the player group’s self made case) Note 2: There will be a lot of personal subjective thoughts in the article. If you have any parts that you don’t agree with, please stop the loss in by clicking the arrow on the upper left corner in time. Thank you for your cooperation. Note 3: The style is mixed between comedy and tragedy… you’ve been warned Note 4: This is a fan fiction, I don't own the characters belonging to the comic. I only made a few original characters for the sake of the story Note 5: I made this more for myself and for fun so eh, don't expect too much

Vivien never thought her favorite mafia novel would become her prison-until she woke up inside it, trapped as the villainess fiancée who was supposed to die. She wasn't the heroine. She was the cruel woman who tormented Alina, the girl sold to Dante Moretti. A woman hated by everyone... and killed by the man she was promised to. But Vivien remembers every page. Every betrayal. Every heartbeat before her death. Determined to rewrite her fate, she avoids Dante and Alina, hoping to stay invisible. Only Dante doesn't look away. His icy gaze follows her like a predator's hunt. The cold, ruthless mafia king becomes dangerously obsessed-with Vivien She was never meant to be loved. Now she's his only desire. And in his world, obsession never lets go. At this point she wasn't running from the plot But his obsession..

On her half-sister's wedding day, Fia's world shatters. Hazel, the bride, has allegedly eloped with Fia's fated mate, and over the phone he rejects her without mercy. With the Alpha groom ready to unleash war on her pack, and spurred on by her stepmother's pleas, Fia makes a desperate choice; she takes Hazel's place at the altar. But the marriage is nothing more than a cruel setup. Betrayed by her family and accused of stealing her sister's happiness, Fia becomes the perfect target for Alpha Cian's wrath. Humiliated and furious, he vows to keep her as his mate not out of love, but revenge. He swears he will break her, torment her, and make her pay until the end of time. What neither of them expects is that hate can twist, burn, and evolve into something far more dangerous. Between lies, betrayal, and a growing bond neither wants to acknowledge, Fia and Cian are bound to discover that the thin line between hate and love is meant to be crossed.