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With the Grey Knights teleporting in to purge everything in sight, Cyril makes the most suicidal gamble of his life. He picks up a dead Inquisitor’s rosette… and pretends to be him. Long Synopsis- In the grim darkness of the 41st millennium, mortals are expendable… and Cyril Francis is very hard to kill. Once a second-rate stage magician on Old Earth, he awakens in the body of a lowly hive mortician on Antioch, a world already rotting from Chaos within. His only plan is simple: survive long enough to escape. Then the governor’s daughter explodes into a Slaanesh daemon. With the Grey Knights teleporting in to purge everything in sight, Cyril makes the most suicidal gamble of his life. He picks up a dead Inquisitor’s rosette… and pretends to be him. The Emperor’s Mask System activates. As long as his act is flawless, his lies gain weight. As long as his authority sounds absolute, Space Marines will obey. As long as no one sees through him… he lives. But Antioch Hive is already crawling with cults, conspiracies, and watching eyes. The real Inquisition is coming, the rot runs deeper than one daemon, and Cyril is now standing at the center of it all. In Warhammer 40,000, bluffing a daemon is dangerous. Bluffing the Imperium is suicide. -- This is a translation, but don't worry—I'm here to test the poison and remove all the toxins I can, making this a very good story.

***COMPLETED*** What do you do when you're at a concert, dancing and trying to forget a colleague you've had a crush on, then suddenly a stranger grabs you from behind, and fucks you till you're too weak to stand? Yeah, that's my situation right now. Crushing on the handsome Alex - who, by the way, doesn’t know I exist - has made me make VERY crazy life decisions, including seeking the help of an arrogant love doctor, and disguising myself as a man just to work with him in his new company. And now, the same stranger from the concert, shows up behind me whenever, and makes me feel things I shouldn’t feel - utterly dangerous and forbidden things until I now crave him. Did I also mention that I hate my new boss? Yeah, Maxwell Wellington is just so annoying, infuriating and insufferable, and it seems the feeling is mutual cause he hates me too.

Oops! The foolish real young master had run away!!! The title of the book… Micah had everything anyone could possibly envy, a gentle mother, a supportive father, and two doting older sisters. His family business dominated the capital with its high-technology products, and he was raised with a silver spoon from birth. Life was perfect. Until one day everything crumbled when a young man appeared, claiming to be the real young master. The classic case of swapped at birth… Panicked and heartbroken, Micah, the fake heir, fought desperately to hold onto his family and fortune. From Bad-mouthing and spreading rumours to initiating misplaced hatred toward the real young master, he plotted financial pitfalls and implicated his family business in progress. Not to mention his backstabbing and selling the classified information to a rival company. “What the actual f..?” Micah stared at the book, seething with anger. He was practically a villain out of a melodrama. He would never be like that! Which vengeful ghost had written this book?! “Where is my knife?!” He needed to show this so-called author the true meaning of vengeance! Even if he couldn’t get his hands on him, at the very least, he could undermine all the nonsense that was written in his book! Whether would he really be this mentally handicapped as described in the book remained a mystery, but please could someone explain the rest of the book to him? Those madmen! Those Degenerated Gongs! How could they torment the cheerful sunny Shou and twist him into an obedient meek little puppet just to satisfy their sick desires?! “I, Micah Ramsy, swear to protect my new brother from those psychos and hungry wolves!” Thus begins the journey of the fake heir, hell-bent on keeping those scums away from his sweet brother.

"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

The wolfish youth, traversing the city! Bloody battles across the world, what fear is there in dying! When brothers unite, their power cuts through gold! Returning from his studies, the wolf tattoo on the youth's back grants him mysterious powers, making him as cold and bloodthirsty as a wolf.

Seventy-five girls were murdered in a single night. No witnesses. No mercy. No mistakes. When a fearless detective is assigned to the most horrifying case of her career, she never expects to cross paths with two dangerously unpredictable minds — Emris and Czar. One is calm. One is chaos. Both are monsters in their own way. As bodies continue to fall and secrets begin to surface, the line between hunter and hunted slowly disappears. In a game ruled by obsession, manipulation, and twisted loyalty… Who is the real psychopath? And who will survive long enough to find out?

Chase Sterling always felt like furniture. The kind you don't notice, the kind that's easy to shove in a corner and forget. He was used to it: people looked right through him, brushed him off like lint. But it only takes one phone call to erase a lifetime of being overlooked. When his estranged family meets a tragic end, Chase suddenly finds himself in charge of the sprawling Sterling fortune. Turns out, riches aren't the only thing the family left him. There's a curse running through his blood, warping love into something hungry and dangerous, impossible to escape. Vivian Ashford never set out to blow Chase's life to smithereens. Just one decision (a sharp, ruthless move at graduation) was all it took to set their worlds spinning out of control. While Vivian soaks up the Hollywood limelight and collects red-carpet headlines, Chase slips into his new role as Manhattan's most intimidating heir. But no matter how far they run, something keeps yanking them back together, like a stitch in an old wound that refuses to heal.

The most unlucky woman in the world vs The most mysterious man in the world. A piece of paper declaring a marriage alliance between two enemy families was not her business. Because she would never be picked as the bride anyway. Officer Tai Liwu's bad luck was not just broken heels, exploding cars or birds pooping on her head. It also extended to her dating life--which did not exist. She had resigned herself to a lifetime of arresting bad guys and surviving death with zero romance. But when her sister has a panic attack before walking down the aisle, Tai Liwu is shoved into the bridal hall and told to smile. On the other side of the aisle, City Lord Shen Weijun was dealing with his own disaster: his brother, the intended groom had drugged him, put him in the grooms clothes and bolted! Forced to step in under a false identity, Weijun expects nothing more than a political farce. After all, their families are sworn enemies and this wedding is supposed to be a ceasefire, not a love story. But trouble brews when Weijun finds himself falling for the sharp-tongued police officer who can arrest a pickpocket with one hand and chase after her hat with the other. Pretty soon, he is more interested in kissing her than fearing her bad luck and suspicious intentions. And Liwu, her "bad luck" takes a twist when on her wedding night, she awakens a bad luck system, throwing their lives into chaos.

They are the Queens of the Night—Lily, Angela, Jessica. Three notorious students at Ravenshaw Private University who have made recklessness their religion. Late-night parties, forbidden attractions, dangerous games with professors and bad boys, sexual escapades with the horny science nerd and janitor. They thought they knew every shadow on campus, every secret worth knowing. But they were wrong. When the new replacement professor arrives—all dark eyes and that knowing half-smirk—something shifts. He is different. The kind of different that should send any right thinking person running. But the Queens are anything but right thinking. They don't run. Then students start vanishing. First one. Then another. Clean disappearances. No bodies. No evidence. Just... gone. The three friends begin to notice things. The way Professor Jace Norman appears in places he shouldn't be. The odd hours he keeps. The locked office that sometimes emits sounds that don't belong in an academic building. And those students who disappeared—they'd all been seen with him. In their search, they discover secrets hidden even amongst themselves. The glint in Lily's eyes, the sparks in Angela's fingertips, and the fangs growing in Jessica's mouth. Some cupboards are kept shut for a reason. Some doors should never be opened. And some monsters don't hide in shadows—they teach your morning lecture.

Jiang Jiang is the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Zhen’s household and the emperor’s personally appointed future Crown Princess. Later, she transmigrates into a book—a yuri novel—and becomes the fiancée of the older sister of the main female lead. It is said that their engagement was arranged only to fulfill her grandmother’s dying wish. In truth, the two women have no romantic feelings for each other. When Jiang Jiang meets her fiancée for the first time, the woman looks at her with an indifferent expression, impatience faintly hidden in her eyes. “I will marry you, but I will never love you.” Jiang Jiang obediently nods. She is familiar with this kind of arrangement. How many marriages between noble families are truly about love? She did not love the Crown Prince either, yet she still became Crown Princess. Ji Xu’an looks at her suspiciously, unconvinced by her meekness. — Later, Ji Xu’an realizes that Jiang Jiang is not disobedient at all—she is obedient to an excessive degree. At a hotel, a female celebrity slips into Ji Xu’an’s room. The Jiang Jiang who should have been sleeping beside her is nowhere to be seen. With a cold face, Ji Xu’an drives the woman away. Only then does she see Jiang Jiang poking her head in from outside the door, looking at her with regret. Grinding her teeth, Ji Xu’an snaps, “Don’t you know someone was trying to get close to me?” Jiang Jiang blinks her almond-shaped eyes. “Don’t you like it?” Ji Xu’an’s expression darkens further. “Do you even have a heart? Aren’t you jealous at all?” Jiang Jiang hurriedly shakes her head. Jealousy is a grave fault! Besides, isn’t it the duty of a proper wife to help her wife take in a few beautiful concubines? She is already being so obedient—why does Ji Xu’an look even angrier? — Disclaimer: All rights to the original content belong to their respective creators. Original Name: 當古言女主穿進百合文 Author: 人间甜橙

Killed by her older sister, who had coveted her healing ability during an apocalypse, Wyatt wakes up in the body of Marquess Kass’s second son, a cannon fodder villain in a fantasy romance novel she had read. She soon realizes that the brother she’s supposed to hate, who is supposed to be perfect enough to rival the Grand Duke, the male lead, has secrets of his own. He might not even be her brother at all. And it seems he’s interested in her. All Wyatt wants to do is find a way to survive and make her own path, but the dangerous attraction to the man behind her brother’s form pulls her into a dangerous game of crowns and daggers.

An Alpha she can’t escape. A bond that is forbidden. And a baby she must save. ---------------------- It was insanity to abscond from Alpha Kalio. Absolute madness to kidnap his son. And a completely deranged behaviour to run straight into the human territory, hoping that a long aged sacred law would stop the Alpha from chasing her into the forbidden lands. Well, Idalia never claimed to be sane, so she did all that. Enraged, Alpha Kalio chased right after her to get back what was his. Idalia continued running, her plan not being to outrun him forever but to stall him till it was time for the prophecy. However, things quickly go south as she falls into the claws of a man who takes a possibly dangerous interest in her. Now she has more dangerous things to escape from and even far more life-threatening things to protect her son from. There was no way this could get even worse ….or so she thought. —— —— Begins with slow burn, survival and mystery. Not a love triangle. 50 power stones - 1 extra chapter 5 golden tickets - 1 extra chapter

18+ Psychological Suspense, Dark Female Arc Four men enter her life. Each believes he is the exception. The chosen one. The inevitable ending. One wants possession. One wants control. One wants devotion. One thinks he understands her. From the outside, it looks like desire colliding— jealousy, power, obsession pulling her in every direction. But this is not a battle for her heart. It is a process of elimination. So who is chasing? Who is waiting? And who will remain standing—not because he won, but because he was never meant to be removed? In the end, only one man stays. The question is: was he the strongest— or simply the last one who passed?

Shrouded Personas Series: A world split up into sixteen different nations, some more peaceful than others, some more prosperous than others. An assassin, Timber Narissara, has turned to a more peaceful life upon graduating high school. However, due to the poverty of her nation, Sareanin, she is forced to struggle and persevere through her pain. However, once a job comes up in Vakmite, she and her boss both agree that they should accept no matter how sketchy it may be. Timber has to travel across an ocean with a crew of varying personalities and backgrounds in order to get the job done and be able to support her boss and keep him going for just a bit longer. Will she be able to get the job done with no issues at all? Or will she have to resort to her teachings in order to survive in a lesser-known land?

I have made many achievement but no one even recognize me for achieving it. so at least sent me back to my world! ______________________________________ ※ this story is mostly inspired by rpg game, but some of it was from soul's like game. So if you are searching for protagonist that can cut mountain, you are at the very wrong place buddy. ※The book cover is drawn by my very dear friend, MAEND. ※ I will try my very best to upload one chapter a day.

Marilyn is an asexual college student who only wanted her favorite fantasy comic to never end. Instead, she wakes up inside it. She is now Arin, the hidden daughter of a fallen hero, born with forbidden spiritual veins that make her existence illegal. A character who should have been killed at birth. To stay alive, she disguises herself as a boy and enters the Imperial Academy. Her plan is straightforward. Learn magic. Rise through the ranks. Get close to the three heirs responsible for her father’s fall and kill them. So she can return to her real life. That plan starts to unravel when she gets to the academy and is immediately assigned shared quarters with the three heirs she came to destroy. Their presence in her life begins as a threat, but slowly shifts to them being protective of her. Marilyn now Arin, has never been interested in attraction and has built her life around that certainty. Now she’s forced to live beside men who watch her too closely, provoke reactions she doesn’t understand, and make her painfully aware of things she never planned to feel. In a world built to erase her, staying alive was the goal. Now she has to survive feelings that starts to fracture her control, plans, and sense of self. With the very people who would execute her if she gets discovered for who she is.

Andrew Black — A Tale of Levison Dalte is a dark, multi-part saga set in the kingdom of Wruning. It follows Levison, a young assassin shaped by violence, who at the age of twelve slit his own brother’s throat by request. Not just any request, but one made by the brother himself, and sanctioned by the Black Association, an infamous group of killers. Nine years have passed. The nightmares haven’t. Levi is still haunted by green eyes, black dragons and a brother who only ever asks one thing: forgiveness. But Levi doesn’t forgive. He doesn’t wish peace on the brother who left him behind to save himself. Levi wants him to suffer. And yet, it’s Levi who cannot escape the torment. Now, the name no one has dared to whisper since that blood-soaked night resurfaces alongside secrets that threaten the very foundations of the Black Association… and the bearable existence Levi has only just managed to carve out for himself, a life stitched together not with joy, but with survival. It begins with a letter. A request for death. Sent to Andrew Black “the Father” to his sons and reigning head of the Association by none other than Merlissa Highmore, the beloved niece of the king. Heartbroken and desperate, she pleads for her life to end. Andrew sends his most troubled, most loyal assassin to assess the situation. Levison. Neither man expects what follows. What begins as a simple mission spirals into a war of ghosts and grief, dragging them all into a web of loss, vengeance, and unraveling identities. For Levi, what was meant to be a clean job becomes something far messier, something sweeter. Bound by shared tragedy, Merlissa and Levi find themselves entangled in a love with an expiration date. Because once Andrew Black accepts your name… survival is never part of the deal. Still, Levi hopes. Through Merlissa, and through others—Gavin, his cheery and devoted servant; Audria, the crown princess hiding a double life; Mortis, the old, caring physician; Hugh, a fellow “Son”; and Master Luu, Levi’s brutal mentor —Levi starts to open his heart again. But for every step forward, death drags him back two thousand steps.

​"Let Us Reach" plunges readers into the high-octane world of Asin Martell, the dashing heir to a billion-dollar empire who secretly reigns over a ruthless underground street racing circuit. With unlimited funds and his fiercely loyal best friend, Oliver Aster, acting as his second-in-command, Asin and his crew stream their races and run a lucrative betting site, catching the attention of the powerful mafia, who eventually invite him to join "the council." ​But Asin’s carefully constructed double life is threatened when his family forces him into an arranged marriage with the beautiful and mysterious Marie Konore. As he struggles to keep his dangerous second life hidden from his new wife, Oliver finds himself entangled with Marie's little sister. The secrets run deeper than Asin realizes, however, as Marie's seemingly perfect family hides a dark truth about her past, a truth that could tear both their worlds apart and put everything—the racing empire, the Martell name, and his own life—at risk.

In a world veiled in enigma. Ruled by distant gods and eldritch entities had its story set in stone. An ode began to form. It wasn't in the concept that flourish instantly. No, it is in the figure of a woman whose identity was that of an ordinary secretary working for an unincorporated company. Would you like to see a new perspective and begin to love the 'Original' once more? How far would you cross between the border of a canon and a fiction? "Lord of Mysteries: Goddess of Origin."