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What do you do when your god calls for you by name? That is what Prince Fidelis has to figure out when Autem, the god of his world, summons him. Princess Serenah, the youngest daughter of King Bayrel wishes for peace. Will she heed Autem's decree to change her kingdom's fate? What lengths will Serenah go to save her future? Trigger warnings: Child abuse, violence

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."

Mae dies after cursing her boss, who has wrongfully fired her and single handedly mad eher lose interest in her life, only for her to wake up in another universe as the look-alike of the Crown Prince's fiancée, And to her surpise the crown price is none other then her overbearing boss form her previous life. And to make matters worse he has to act like his love struck fiancee until the real one wakes up.

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.

Jayden Cross lies about his age for one reckless night with a devastatingly controlled older man. It was supposed to be anonymous. No names. No strings. No consequences. The next morning, that man walks into his lecture hall “Good morning. I’m Professor Roman Ashford.” Now the one-night stand is grading his papers. Roman is divorced, respected, and obsessed with control. Jayden is reckless, shameless, and very hard to ignore. They should stay away from each other. They don’t. Jealous classmates start whispering. An anonymous complaint hits the Dean’s office. Rumors spread across campus. Roman has everything to lose. Jayden has nothing to protect except the one man who refuses to stop looking at him. “You don’t have to call me Sir.” Jayden smiles. “That’s not the problem.”

Everyone in that building feared Andrew Simon. I was the only one who never showed it. That was before the diagnosis. Before the million dollar check. Before ninety nights that rearranged everything I thought I knew about power and who actually holds it. Turns out darkness is the great equalizer. And Andrew Simon has never been more dangerous than when he has something to lose.

Tiva who were exiled from Ometikaya face unexpected turns in her life besides her unrequited love for Jake Sully's ( Ole'eyktan) son:Neteyam.

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 fractured by humanity, demons, and the long shadow of a forgotten king, 2 young boys, Akio and Kai, dream of a new dawn. A world where the kingdoms of Aurelia and Verthasis no longer needed to clash in memory of the long gone past. Akio and Kai are determined to join the cadets, warriors that fight against demons and Verthasis. They promise a proper change to the now messed up world in order to protect the smiles of themselves and those that strive for peace. Follow their journey through various scenarios as meet new companions, and challenge the idea of life itself as a punishment through the psychological lens of Akio, and the philosphical interference of Kai.

He called her plain to her face. She needed the money too badly to walk out. Ruby Brown has spent a year as Ethan moore's assistant. Invisible. Underpaid. Running his errands, absorbing his cruelty, surviving on office coffee and stolen muffins to pay for her sick aunt's care. He has never once said thank you. So when he sits her down, closes his door, and says he needs her, she braces for the worst. What he offers is somehow stranger. "I need a fiancée. You fit the profile. Move in, play the role, sign the contract. I'll pay you Ten thousand dollar monthly Until the contract expires, you get Twenty Thousand upfront." A fake engagement. His penthouse. His rules. Two people who can't stand each other, living under one roof, pretending to be in love. What could go wrong? Everything. Because Ethan didn't plan for the quiet moments between the performances. The mornings she hums in his kitchen. The night she calls him out on his cruelty and he doesn't fire back. The way Mateo Brooks looks at them both and says "She's good for you" and Ethan doesn't laugh. He signed a contract to use her. She signed one to survive. Neither of them signed up for this. Enemies don't fall in love. But apparently, nobody told them that.

Axel built his life on one lie, and from it, countless others followed. Desperate for love and attention, his first mistake was disguising himself as an omega girl. In truth, he was a male omega.. whereby- male omegas were rare, unwanted, and looked down upon. Alphas and betas never desired male omegas, only females. And it made Axel hate what he was. His only escape was through a dating app. But he never expected the Alpha he fell for... Ivan, the one he had deceived from the start, to be the same Alpha he would meet again at the academy, where every eighteen-year-old goes to train in pack law and discover their mate. Panicked, Axel told a bigger lie. He claimed to be an Alpha, hiding his true rank with pills that masked his scent. He thought being exposed as an omega would make it easier for Ivan to recognize him. But his lie backfired... Instead of safety, it landed him in the Alpha dorms instead of Omega dorms. Worse still... he was assigned to Ivan’s room.

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. --------------------------------------------------------

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.

21-year-old Ruby may not be a woman of many talents, but one thing she was exceptionally good at was her skill in currying favors (brown-nosing). She was quick-witted and lovable, knowing when to stay low and when to take action to impress, and this exactly landed her a million dollars deal with the wealthy Montclairs. The deal was simple. Become a stand-in for the Montclair’s daughter, marry the Sterling’s cursed prince, survive until the engagement was annulled, and the million dollars will be all hers to take. However, Ruby decided to excel. She had not only tamed the mad prince, seduced the man to the point of obsession, but also conceived his child. Then she ran away with her bag of gold… until she was caught years later by the mad prince who now knew no reason. What would happen to Ruby and her child by then? When the time came for all deception to be laid bare, would there still be any chance for the two to reach their happily ever after together? [Sweet 1 v 1 Fast-paced Romantic Comedy] [Male Lead Falls in Love First and Harder] [Extreme Pampering] [Naive Sweet White Rabbit x Cunning Black-Bellied Big Bad Wolf] Tags: #sweetlove #pregnancy #strongfemalelead #dark #royalfamily #pastplayhugerole #tragedy

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.

What if your most vivid dreams weren't dreams at all, but a window into a life that isn't yours? [50 Chapters. Publishes daily as of March 12, 2026.] Since she was a baby, Vivian’s dreams have been startlingly real. She experiences the sights, the sounds, and the profound, dizzying sensation of living inside the body of an entirely different person in a world brimming with magic. But the truth is far more dangerous than an overactive imagination. Whenever she falls asleep, her consciousness swaps places with Ally, a gifted young mage in the fantastical realm of Aethelgard. It’s a phenomenon they call the Switch. Two women, bound across dimensions, living a shared existence but never able to occupy the same world at the same time. However, what started as a lifelong, disorienting secret is rapidly becoming a fight for survival. As the mysteries of their connection deepen, they draw the attention of powerful, dangerous players in both worlds—from the charming, enigmatic Alex in Vivian's reality, to the brilliantly manipulative Scholar Tristan in Ally's. With dark forces closing in, the two women must rely on their fiercely loyal protectors—Ben on Earth and Callum in Aethelgard—to help them navigate a deadly game of survival. But make no mistake: these ladies are no damsels in distress. They must unravel the ancient, cataclysmic tie that binds their souls before the shadows of one realm completely consume the other. Because the line between science and magic is fracturing, and the next time they close their eyes, they might not survive the awakening.

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.

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.