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Ha—This (Were)wolf

Earth looks human—until you learn what’s been living under its skin. It’s Darkmoon Year 238. Vampires and werewolves are running out of power, running out of faith, and—most painfully—running out of places with no security cameras. Human civilization has caged magic with lights, laws, and “rational explanations.” So the hidden races do what any endangered species does: blend in and work overtime. As for me? I’m “a student.” Not because I love education. Because my face is permanently sixteen, and if you look sixteen for two centuries, society eventually hands you a backpack and says, “Go to class.” By day, I attend lectures, take exams, and pretend I’m worried about my GPA. By night, I juggle two jobs that pay in stress. I’m a cross-species liaison—translating threats into polite emails, passing messages between clans, and scrubbing supernatural messes before humans notice. In other words, I’m a civil servant—on a salary so low it’s practically a curse. So I write bizarre horror stories online to make myself alive— No, sorry. To make a better living. Because, honestly, I can’t exactly get alive again. And then I walk into the office to argue about my manuscript—again—only to find my editor dead in a pool of blood. What a bloody waste. In the moonlit corner, a man stands calmly wiping his hands. He looks at me, eyes flashing gold. “Don’t move,” he says. “You smell like evidence.” Ha. When I show up at a crime scene, I’m usually there to erase it. (For once, I get to be on the receiving end of my own clean-up crew.) Unfortunately, the wolf cop in the room has other plans.
sophie_gu · 1.1k Views

Rejected: A love story

Warning; This isn't a smut book, but has a few explicit chapters. Explicit chapters appears when necessary and are strictly rated 18. If you're not a fan of explicit book, don't worry; you can skip the explicit scenes. I always make known chapters that have explicit chapters. Your satisfaction is my priority. Fiona thought losing her mother was the worst pain she would ever feel. But six years later, life proved her wrong. Her father’s new wife turned her home into a prison. Beaten, blamed, and silenced, Fiona lived as the unwanted daughter—her voice ignored, her tears unnoticed, her happiness stolen. Every day was a fight to survive under the watchful eyes of a stepmother who seemed to take pleasure in her suffering. One night, after another cruel punishment, Fiona finally breaks. She escapes through her bedroom window with only a small bag, some hidden cash, and a heart full of fear. The streets are harsh and unknown, but fate leads her to a kind elderly woman who offers shelter—and a grandson, Mason, who seems cold and indifferent. Fiona thinks she has found safety… but life has other plans. Soon, another man enters her world. Gentle, patient, and perceptive, he offers her a deal, for her to be his engaged girlfriend to get his wealthy family off his back. For the first time, Fiona experiences kindness, love, and acceptance. But the shadows of her past are never far behind. Will she be able to embrace this new life and the love she deserves, or will her family’s control pull her back? Fiona must fight for herself, for freedom, and for the life she was always meant to live.
Precious_Jewel_3302 · 119.6k Views

The CEO's PA Little Secrete

I’m your average girl—well, *was*—who spends most of her days buried in CEO romance novels. Yeah, I know, *so cliche*, right? But hey, we all have our guilty pleasures. So, what about work, you ask? Well, my job made it easy to read the day away as long as I got my tasks done by the end of the day. Sounds perfect, right? Simple, right? Well, that's because I was a librarian. *Past tense.* Why? Because some arrogant, narcissistic jerk gets me fired. Why? Apparently, I didn’t notice him walking up to the counter because I was too busy getting lost in my latest book. Now, you’d think any *normal* person would just tap me on the shoulder and say, “Excuse me.” But no, this guy *decides* to get me fired. Rude? Oh, you bet. But that’s not even the worst part. Oh, no. The real problem started when I decided to get my revenge. That’s when I got tangled up with him… in more ways than one. Now, not only am I working for this narcissistic jerk, but I’m doing it undercover. Why? Because apparently, he has an issue with women working for him... especially when things get *too close* in the sheets. (Yeah, you *get* where this is going.) So, I’m pretending to be a man. Why? Because I need the job. It’s high-paying, and it’s my ticket out of my miserable, *pathetic* life. I mean, revenge is great and all, but I’ve got bills to pay. Money’s my new love, and there’s no way I’m letting some petty rivalry get in the way of it. The tricky part? Balancing my need for cash with the fear of being exposed. I’ve got two huge secrets: one, I’m the woman who shared the sheets with him. And two? I’m a woman, disguised as a man, and praying every day that my cover doesn’t blow. One wrong move, and my entire life—my job, my reputation, my *revenge*—could come crashing down. So, yeah, no pressure. But hey, what’s life without a little drama, right? Right."
lucy_mumbua · 6k Views