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90 Days With The Cold Billionaire

‎At just twenty, Christy Scott has lost everything. Betrayed by the people she trusted most, she’s left homeless, jobless, and barely surviving as a dancer in a strip club. ‎ ‎Then Kendrick Black walks in, billionaire, emotionally ice-cold, and hiding a secret that could destroy his reputation. He offers her a deal: pose as his girlfriend for ninety days to kill rumors questioning his masculinity. For Christy, it’s survival. For him, it’s damage control. It’s supposed to be business. Nothing more. ‎ ‎But living under Kendrick’s roof turns out to be more than she bargained for. His manipulative sister wants her gone. His childhood sweetheart plays a twisted game. And worst of all, her ex, the same man who crushed her heart, is now Kendrick’s driver, watching her every move. ‎ ‎Just when Christy starts to find her footing, everything comes crashing down. A leaked video from her past blows up online. Her name, her dignity...shattered. In a desperate attempt to escape the media storm, she’s caught in a brutal accident. ‎ ‎She wakes up in a stranger’s home...Kendrick’s best friend. And with him, the truth: she’s not just anyone. She’s the missing daughter of the powerful Lancaster family. And she’s carrying Kendrick Black’s child. ‎ ‎Now the girl everyone once dismissed is coming back stronger. With fire in her eyes, a baby in her belly, and the truth at her back, Christy is no longer the victim. She’s the storm. ‎ ‎But when the man who couldn’t protect her comes begging for her love, can she forgive him? ‎ ‎Or will she become the bride who burns it all to the ground?
Chrystabliss · 168.9k Views

New Bad Beginning [eng]

A witch without faith. A war without heroes. This is not the Dragon Age you remember. The main character of the work is Morrigan. The one... The overbearing, intelligent, sarcastic and not-so-mysterious companion of the protagonist of Dragon Age: Origins. In contrast to the original, the entire focus of the story shifts to this amazing daughter of Flemette. By fate, as in the canon, the witch leaves Korkari. But it is not only the threat of Blight that drives her on her difficult adventures, relentlessly flooding the south of Ferelden with darkness and death. The attack... And the personal entanglements the Sorceress finds herself in force her to become more active. In the name of survival, she transforms from follower to leader. From now on, the girl no longer chooses who to stay with, but who is trustworthy, or at least curious enough to stay. Others will lose the support of the reluctant southerner. Ambition, growing amidst the gathering darkness of madness and the flames of civil war, will determine where the new path will take her. A tangle of wit, magic and contingency knows no bounds. The narrative is based on a classic Dragon Age episode, centred on a desperate band of disparate individuals facing the threat of the Fifth Dawn. There are changes of varying degrees to the series of events that have already occurred and future events that are inherent to the canon. Some are on the surface. Others are less visible. Who is the saviour here? And is there one at all? What if the familiar characters had a slightly different, more down-to-earth motivation? Or if a series of miraculous rescues didn't happen? Characters with a prominent role in the canon might be left behind, die or suffer unforeseen consequences. I invite the reader to the fire, to experience this small but hopefully fascinating experiment together.
Konstantin_Minakov · 54.4k Views

A Single Mother's Farm of the Gods

Elaina never anticipated discovering that her husband, the reigning emperor of the Kingdom of Luminiera, was unfaithful. To make matters worse, the one seemingly attempting to undermine their marriage was none other than her sister! Unable to confront this harsh reality, Elaina resolved to plan her escape and distance herself from her husband. However, a significant complication emerged while she was plotting her departure—she was pregnant with the emperor's child. Determined not to subject her child to the consequences of her husband's infidelity, she chose to flee with her child and embark on a fresh start in the neighboring kingdom of Darcero, utilizing her expertise in farming while also planning on raising the child that she will give birth soon all on her own without the need and support of a father. As fortune would have it, the gods appeared to favor her resolve. "Because the gods are impressed by your dedication, we reward you with a helper that will allow you to flourish in this land. In exchange, you help us grow plants that are not yet present in this world and spread them all over the world. Activating the Farm Helper. Welcome, host!" Now faced with the prospect of an entirely new life and the responsibility of her unborn child, Elaina must navigate the challenges that lie ahead. What trials and tribulations will she encounter as she endeavors to build a life for herself and her child in this unfamiliar territory?
Kyosei · 1m Views

Whisper of Devil

Karen had been standing in the rain for God knows how long. Her head hung low, eyes fixed on the wet ground as she swallowed hard again and again. She kept waiting—until the sharp scrape of metal rang out behind her. When she turned, the first thing she saw was a pair of headlights cutting through the downpour, blinding her vision. She raised a hand to her forehead, squinting against the glare. One man stepped out, opening an umbrella—only to hand it over to someone else. That second figure took the black umbrella and walked straight toward her. It was him. The last man she wanted to see. He looked at her with no expression. One hand on the umbrella, the other shoved deep in his pocket. His voice came low, calm, and calculated. “What are you doing here?” Karen licked her cracked lips, lifting her chin to meet his eyes. “I…I’m offering myself to you.” “I’m not interested anymore,” he said flatly. “Why would I waste my time waiting for you?” Karen clenched her fists tight, swallowing what little pride she had left. “Because you said it yourself—you wanted my body.” “You’d sell your body to me?” His words were sharp, unapologetic. Karen gave a stiff nod. For a long moment, he said nothing. Then he bent slightly, grabbing her chin with a rough hand, his eyes glinting. “You know you can’t leave… not unless I decide to let you.” Karen nodded again. His mouth curved in the faintest, coldest smile. “Then get ready, Karen.”
Foxy_Ribbit · 1.1k Views

Bound to My Husband's Killer

Ivy Black, a 28-year-old certified medium in Seattle, has spent three months unable to sense her deceased husband Mark's spirit—until she feels his soul trapped inside Damian Grey, the man whose drunk driving killed him. To communicate with Mark, Ivy must make physical contact with Damian, discovering that the "accident" was actually orchestrated murder. Damian Grey, a 32-year-old accountant, has been suffering from personality blackouts and strange memories since the crash. He was drugged and controlled through supernatural means by Richard Weber, Mark's business partner, who used ancient soul-binding magic to turn Damian into an unwitting murder weapon. Weber discovered that Mark was investigating his financial fraud scheme and eliminated him before the truth could surface. As Ivy infiltrates Damian's life under false pretenses, she uncovers Weber's supernatural crime syndicate while developing unexpected feelings for the man she initially blamed for her husband's death. Mark's spirit, however, becomes increasingly possessive and violent, threatening to destroy Damian's mind from within. The soul-binding ritual is slowly killing both men—Mark's spirit will fade, and Damian's body will burn out from hosting another soul. The climax forces Ivy to choose between performing a dangerous ritual to transfer Mark's soul into her own body (losing her medium abilities and risking her sanity) or letting both men die. In the end, Mark chooses to dissipate peacefully, freeing both Ivy and Damian to build a new life together while Weber faces justice for his supernatural crimes. Key Commercial Elements: Paranormal romance, enemies-to-lovers arc, supernatural mystery, emotional redemption, and the ultimate sacrifice of true love.
Mingquan_Ma · 652 Views

Beneath The Wolf's Veil

His fingers are touching my thighs, but his eyes hold no emotion for me to tell his thoughts. It’s unusual. “Cassian?” I press my hands on his chest, but not in a way to resist him, but to feel his heart’s rhythm. “I told you it's all about the primal instinct,” he says, bringing his lips to touch mine. My hands let go off his chest as our lips touch, our tongue having a taste of each other. It feels different, not like it used to be. He withdraws himself from me, and our eyes are locked to each other. I have so many questions to ask him, but his eyes on me seem to answer them. His face… he was the werewolf who'd stood beside them, and had chased me out of my home. “It's true… Cassian, it’s true…” My voice is shaky as I step back from him. “What's that about?” He asks, feigning ignorance of what I mean. “My parents… you killed them… you stood beside their bodies!” ******************************************************** Things took a shift after Liam's betrayal of selling me out to Alpha Cassian. It awoke every thought and trauma I'd buried within me, having them come alive to haunt me. Cassian wanted my essence for his curse, to perform a bloodshroud that was supposed to be his cure and the end of me. But he didn't go on with it. Strangely, he called me his mate. How was that even possible since I was a human and he was a werewolf? I’d thought a human like me couldn't become a werewolf, but Cassian wouldn't let go of his claim. I felt darkness and chaos around him, but soon, I started to fall for him. I wanted to keep everything behind me even though the memory of my parents’ death still haunted me. But at the new leaf I was about to turn, I discovered Cassian must have killed my parents, soaked himself with their blood, and chased me out of my home. How was I supposed to go on with this revelation?
Samm_Og · 3k Views