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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".

[Parental guidance is advised] [Violence and Suggestive telling is rated mild for audience General audience, but not recommended for sensitive readers] Aki Hoshino is the Young master of the Hoshino family, and a project of his mother's institution: The frost organization, where he was trained to become one of the strongest of his generation, however, along the way, cataclysmic consequences start to appear after he is forced to fight his childhood sweetheart, the result of their battle caused rips in space, opening up to a world of the Rift walkers, monsters that feed on human emotions and mana to grow stronger, Aki must learn to combat these monsters,while learning what it truly means to fight no just for survival, but for others around him

Mae was just an ordinary office worker—broke, exhausted, and one sarcastic comment away from snapping. So when she cursed her awful, tyrannical boss under her breath… she didn’t expect fate to take it personally. One freak accident later, she wakes up in a strange, ancient world. Same face, different place. But things get even weirder when she sees him: the crown prince of the kingdom, cold, powerful—and the spitting image of her boss. And if that wasn’t bad enough, she’s mistaken for someone else: Lady Marianne, a noble girl who’s mysteriously fallen into a coma. Even worse? Marianne’s powerful, filthy-rich parents—who look exactly like Mae’s actual parents—offer her a deal: pretend to be their daughter, keep Marianne’s engagement with the prince intact, and in return, they’ll pay her generously. It’s supposed to be a simple gig. Act like a noble, survive the palace, and stash away the gold. But things start to spiral fast. The prince is watching her too closely. Their fake romance feels dangerously real. And Mae starts to wonder… If she will be able to finally live an independent rich life in this life time or not?

Beneath the surface of this seemingly mundane and ordinary world lie countless hidden dangers and secrets. From otherworldly beasts and monsters to the very existence of gods themselves—everything is real. As a multitude of ability users and practitioners of extraordinary arts emerge, a group of powerhouses from another world begins to shake the very foundations of reality. A directionally-challenged woman who has lost her memories... A mentally unstable girl who lives for the "elation"... A petite young girl possessing Herculean strength... A phantom-like phantom thief cat-girl... A mysterious hacker who reigns supreme over the internet... When the gods manifest and countless souls fall into despair, a woman carrying a red oil-paper umbrella quietly passes by. A single tear of blood falls. "Dusk's rain...it too shall fall."

In a world where the chosen bear Divine Scars glowing outlines channeling infinite power leaked by Singular Beings humans forge abilities from that endless divine energy. One outline: Lightlinger. Two: Lightrozer. Their strength is bound to one or two domains, dictated by which Divine's energy flows through their scar. However, some only have an outline, with no scar. But the world is never fair. Those not chosen, driven by envy, turn to a darker path. They become Darkens killing and absorbing finite souls through cursed artifacts called Ghost Vaults. Unlike the limited Lights, Darkens craft unpredictable, often fatal abilities from stolen life essence. Souls are finite, and the hunt never ends. The vastness of existence holds boredom in some corners… and alongside it, curiosity guiding everything. Age of Layers dives into the hearts of broken souls where guilt never fades, promises warp lives, and fragile bonds are the only defiance against an indifferent cosmos. It asks one question: What are humans? Discord: https://discord.gg/3jUR673eXW Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/Mine_Familiar

[BL] His Enemy’s Life Became His To Guard Synopsis Seven years ago, Ethan watched his family die in flames—an attack ordered by one name everyone feared: Logan, a ruthless corporate ruler whose power crushed anyone who crossed him. Ethan disappears and rebuilds himself in the shadows, driven by a single purpose—revenge. To get close enough to kill Logan, he becomes his personal bodyguard. He returns under a false identity and infiltrates Logan’s inner circle as his personal bodyguard, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. But the longer he works by Logan’s side, the clearer it becomes that Logan’s life is in danger—and that he can trust no one. He begins to realize that Logan isn’t the ruthless monster the rumors described. He’s surrounded by enemies and trapped in a violent power struggle. But how could Ethan believe this when he had seen it with his own eyes—his parents burning, and the person responsible claiming they were carrying out Logan’s orders for failing to uphold a deal? Revenge should have been the only thing on his mind. Yet no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t stop the conflicting feelings stirring in his chest. Then came the day Logan appeared before him, bloodied, trembling, and teary-eyed, looking at him with a trust that terrified Ethan. “You’re the only one I can trust to protect me,” Logan whispered, his voice cracking. “Promise me, Ethan… please. Promise you’ll stay by my side!” Ethan’s heart clenched. How could he make such a promise? The very reason he had come was to have his revenge—to kill the man who had destroyed his family. And yet… looking at Logan now, bloodied, trembling, and pleading, something inside him wavered. Could Logan really have killed his parents? Could he trust himself to protect the enemy he had sworn to destroy?

**She came to steal a plant. She left utterly destroyed and completely his** Aria Chen is a woman who wears many masks: brilliant hacker, underground artist, medical prodigy. But none of those identities can save her dying mother from a rare disease with only one cure a nearly extinct medicinal plant called Vitalis Radix, cultivated exclusively on the private estate of billionaire CEO Damien Blackwood. Desperate and running out of time, Aria does the unthinkable: she infiltrates his fortress-like mansion as a maid under a false identity, planning to steal the plant and vanish before anyone discovers the truth. The plan is simple. "Get in. Get the plant. Get out." Until she meets him. Damien Blackwood is power incarnate ruthlessly intelligent, devastatingly handsome, and dangerously observant. From their first encounter, the attraction between them is explosive, undeniable, and completely forbidden. When he makes her his personal maid, Aria thinks she's been given the perfect access to complete her mission. She has no idea he's been waiting for her. He knows exactly who she is. And he's going to make her pay. But his punishment won't come in the form of police or prosecution. It comes in whispered commands in the darkness. In his hands claiming every inch of her virgin body. In the way he teaches her that pleasure and control are two sides of the same coin. "You're mine now. Every hole. Every moan. Every desperate whimper when you beg me to let you come." Aria is a virgin who's never experienced desire, never understood her own body's capacity for pleasure. Damien becomes her sexual awakening and her complete undoing. He introduces her to a world of dark eroticism she never knew existed remote-controlled vibrators she must wear while serving his dinner guests, sex in his office while he's on business calls, punishments that leave her marked and aching and desperate for more. She becomes addicted. To his touch. To his dominance. To the way he makes her body sing with pleasures she didn't know were possible. Every encounter pushes her boundaries further. Every night in his bed pulls her deeper into obsession. He's possessive to the point of madness, jealous of every man who looks at her, determined to own not just her body but her very soul. "When I'm done with you, you won't remember your own name. You'll only remember mine." As Aria falls deeper into Damien's web of dominance and desire, her mission becomes impossible to separate from her feelings. Her mother is dying. Time is running out. But every night in his arms makes her question what she's willing to sacrifice. When he finally catches her in the greenhouse, hands covered in soil and guilt written across her face, the confrontation is explosive. "Did you really think I didn't know? That I haven't been ten steps ahead this entire time? You played your game, Aria. Now it's time for mine." Betrayal. Rage. Raw, punishing sex that blurs the line between fury and passion. READER WARNING: This is a DARK EROTIC ROMANCE with explicit sexual content including: ** Virgin heroine's complete sexual awakening ** Dominant alpha hero with possessive/obsessive tendencies ** Power dynamics and consensual control (employer/employee) ** Public sexual situations and exhibitionism elements **Use of sex toys for control and pleasure ** Punishment scenarios (spanking, discipline) ** Intense jealousy and possessiveness ** Morally gray characters who make questionable choices ** Explicit language and graphic sexual scenes ** Pushed boundaries (always consensual) ** Emotional intensity and angst This book contains a GUARANTEED HEA but the journey is dark, twisted, and absolutely filthy. If you want safe and sweet, this isn't your book. If you want a billionaire who plays dirty and a heroine who learns to crave it, "Welcome to Blackwood Estate. where every rule is meant to be broken, every boundary is meant to be pushed, and love is the most dangerous game of all."

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.

Rose enrolls in an academy for boys, hiding her true identity. Her goal is simple — to find her brother and return home. But everything gets complicated when she encounters the academy's most popular student — the mysterious "school idol." Everyone admires him. Everyone wants to be close to him. And Rose begins to suspect something that sounds completely insane: is the school idol actually a girl?

In Magnolia, a mysterious art thief moves between the city’s elegant art scene and its brutal underworld. As a detective closes in on him and a possessive protector refuses to let him go, the hunt quickly turns into something far more dangerous. Whispering Frames is a dark MM romance filled with art magic, hidden identities, obsession, and intense cat-and-mouse tension.

Lìngxiāo was hired to kill the ghost. Instead, he married it. Life needs only two things to go on—the thing you love, and the obsession to keep it with you. A young, smiling exorcist’s lips have forgotten how to show the pain or anger he truly feels. He roams with only two aims: to save common people from darkness, and to solve the mystery of his own father’s death—for which he is called the murderer. Then, he is summoned back to his own hometown, Yún Xi—now cursed—to cleanse it of an unknown Red Robe Ghost. But fate had different plans. He did not only uncover the mystery behind the ghost… but also the mystery behind himself. The ghost became this exorcist’s tears, long forgotten how to fall. Their hunting story stays immortal, untold. But his journey to find his identity does not. And that is how he goes where he belongs, but never knew. A part of the System Tearstone realm. [Side novel of V1] [ Release time : Monday & Wednesday Chapters : one chapters per day ( for having other issues & more book . might sometime miss if there is any problem) ] [ Paused updates for the next 3 months. not abandoning you all! just forced to stop for exam. Do not hesitate to follow us. we'll be back surely. Just the situation isn't supporting us. I hope you'll understand♡ ]

Men and women often have very different tastes in literature. That’s why certain genres were created to appeal to specific genders. Ever since I was little, I believed there was an unspoken rule everyone somehow knew: only men read shounen, and only women read shoujo. But now I understand that if a story is good, it doesn’t matter who it was originally made for. A good story is simply a good story. And that realization is what led me to pick up a novel that was written for women. And somehow transmigrated into the story as a side character.

The Dushku Law Firm never loses. Not because they’re right— but because they decide who wins. When their heir dies, a replacement takes his place. Aiyan Trinchera. A man no one noticed. Now wearing a name that was never his. He wins cases. Frees monsters. Controls outcomes. But behind every victory— he plays a second game. And this time— no one walks away.

In the Kingdom of Vaelis, power decides who lives, who dies… and who lies well enough to survive. Mireya Vale is meant to be nothing. Ungifted. Quiet. Forgettable. Just another girl thrown into the Crown Trials, clawing her way through the brutal Iron Spire where the weak are erased. Then there’s Jax Calder. Everything Vaelis fears. Everything it obeys. The kingdom’s perfect enforcer. The architect of the Iron Spire. The hunter sworn to wipe rebellion from the streets—starting with the elusive Black Thorn. Jax believes in control. In discipline. In breaking threats before they become legends. Until Mireya. There’s something about her… something sharp beneath the silence, something defiant in the way she meets his gaze and refuses to bow. He should crush her. Eliminate her. Walk away. Instead, he watches. Protects. Burns. Drawn together by tension they refuse to name, desire coils where hatred should live—and every stolen look feels like a betrayal waiting to happen. Because in Vaelis, enemies don’t fall in love. They destroy each other first.

On the day of her half-sister’s wedding, Lyra’s world is torn apart. Daphne, the bride, has vanished, and to appease the ruthless Alpha Kaelen, Lyra is forced to wear the veil. But the sham ceremony backfires when a sacred ritual binds them with a goddess-blessed mate bond—one that can never be broken. Her sacrifice is repaid with the ultimate betrayal. Framed by her own family for stealing her sister’s life, Lyra is dragged to a hostile pack as the Alpha’s despised mate. Humiliated and enraged, Kaelen vows to claim her not for passion, but for punishment. He will own her, break her, and make her regret the day she ever crossed him. But in the shadows of their new life, a darker threat looms—a poison threatening the pack and a conspiracy that runs deeper than their hatred. As an unwanted bond pulls them closer, they will discover the line between burning hatred and searing passion is thin enough to ignite.

He’s cold, calculating, and allergic to chaos. She is the chaos. He’s top of the class. She’s Asia’s top model. His best recipes? Pastries and precision. Hers? Tears and total disasters. He wanted peace. She brought pandemonium. But Ice is starting to realize—the hardest part isn’t keeping her out… It’s wanting her to stay. A story of late-night parfait, accidental sleepovers, oven explosions and the kind of chemistry that breaks all the rules— This isn’t love. It’s a disaster waiting to happen. Updates on Friday and Saturday!

Awakening your wolf late is bad enough. Getting rejected by your own fated mate in front of the entire pack? Leia, despite her status as the Princess of the pack remains the lowest rank, a pack defect, a wolf-less shifter. Until the thirty sixth full moon since her first failed shift, Princess Leia shifts in front of everyone. However, when she discovers her childhood friend is her fated mate, her excitement is shortened the moment she finds him with another woman, and he rejects her. The rejection is devastating, especially when he announces he'll be marrying the other woman. Suddenly, a mysterious stranger appears, claiming he will take her as his bride. But the moment their eyes meet, she freezes, her body going rigid. Because he is none other than the ruthless Lycan King, the man responsible for her parents' deaths. ..... Note; this is a dark romance with an extremely irredeemable mmc.

Eva's Pov— "Eyan…" my voice trembled, the words barely escaping my lips. "Are you… Kyel?" He smiled faintly, the warmth I once knew gone from his eyes. "Looks like you found out," he said, his tone light, almost mocking. "Finally. Now I don't have to play this tedious game anymore." My heart thudded painfully. "What are you saying?" He stepped closer, his shadow falling over me. "That's right," he whispered, his voice low and sharp. "I am Kyel..." The word cut through me like a blade. My breath hitched. "No… no, you're lying. You're not my Kyel....you are not my husband." He leaned closer, his eyes cruel. "Then how do I know about the mole just below your right shoulder blade? The one only your husband would ever see?" I froze. He was telling the truth. My lips trembled. "Why… why did you lie to me, Eyan?" "Your Majesty," he snapped suddenly. I blinked. "W-what?" "You are not allowed to call me by name," he said coldly. "Call me what I am. Your Majesty." Tears burned my eyes. "Kyel… please, tell me why. If there's a reason—" "No," he interrupted. "There was no reason." My heart twisted painfully. "What?" "I lied because I wanted to," he said flatly. "I had no reason. And I owe you no explanation." I stared at him in disbelief. "But I'm your wife—" He laughed bitterly. "No. You're not my wife. You're just a woman I shared my bed with." My tears finally fell. "You said you loved me…" His voice turned to ice. "It was all a lie. I—Eyan Lucien Therald—never loved you. Not once." The world spun around me. He turned away, pulled open a drawer, and thrust a parchment toward me. "Sign this." My fingers shook as I took it. "What… is this?" "Divorce papers," he said coldly. "I've already signed. All that's left is your signature." "Divorce…" I whispered, my voice breaking. "Once you sign, we're done," he said. "You'll leave Velmoria and never return." Tears blurred my vision. "What about… our child that I'm carrying?" I stepped closer, my voice shaking. "Don't tell me you don't care about our child, too." He turned. "No. I don't." My heart stopped. "You… don't care?" "You were the one who wanted a child. I never did. But I gave you one. Isn't that enough?" I shook my head, sobbing. "Please, stop… please." "Now sign the papers," he said coldly. "Take the child with you and get out of Velmoria. Never show me that face again." "No. I won't." His voice thundered through the room. "Guards!" The door burst open. "Yes, Your Majesty?" "Take her out of this room," he ordered without looking at me. "Throw her out of the palace—and make sure she never steps foot inside again." I screamed, struggling against the guards' grip. "Eyan! Please—listen to me! Don't do this!" But he didn't turn around. Not once. As the doors slammed shut behind me, I looked at him one last time— and the love I always saw in his eyes… was no longer there. --------------------------------------------------------

a story of a person that try to change a Fate that has been cast long time ago...