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Taming future Evil Husbands as a Baby Princess: Save ME!

Old people used to say—"Watch your mouth. Once a word leaves, it never comes back." Nonsense, I thought. Pure, unadulterated nonsense. At least, that’s what I thought before today. Now, I’m sitting in an office that smells like pure disappointment, staring at a boss who can only be described as a fat, bald rhino. And I mean it. Not a single strand of hair. Smooth. Shiny. Reflecting my bad decisions right back at me. And the horn? Judging by his face, it looked like the rhino tried climbing a mountain and got the horn stuck halfway. Impossible, right? Yeah, that’s what I thought too. But look at this—today, a rhino is sitting in a chair, in an office, acting like he owns the world. Clearly, anything is possible. Now, all of this was supposed to stay in my head. A thought. A private, safe, non-life-threatening thought. But me? Why would I act normal? Why would I choose peace when I can personally ruin my entire life? So, instead of walking out quietly, I said it. "You fat rhino. I quit." ... Ah. Beautiful. Truly, I had the aura of a domineering CEO. Except for one small issue: I’m not the heroine of some high-end drama. There was no background music. No slow-motion exit. No hidden identity. Just me. A nuisance with no powerful family and no backup. If my ancestors could see me right now, they’d crawl out of their graves just to beat me up themselves. But it’s fine. Because according to every story I’ve ever read, I just need to raise my fist, land one punch, and—Boom. He flies two buildings away and I become a local legend. My fist landed. A solid, direct hit. ... Why was the rhino not moving? Not even an inch? New plan. There’s a door. There’s a security. There’s exactly one decision left: Die or run. So, obviously, I ran. "Grab her!" That was the last thing I heard before everything turned into chaos. I’m fast. I really am. Feet hitting the pavement, breath tearing out of my chest—I was doing great. I was surviving. I— Wait. Weren’t there people chasing me? Why did it suddenly go quiet? Their mouths were moving, but no sound came out. What kind of horror movie logic was this? And why were they looking at me like— BAM. Something hit me. My body lifted off the ground before crashing down hard enough to knock the soul out of my lungs. Right. So that part wasn't just in the movies. Damn. If I had known I was going to die like this, I would’ve at least shoved that novel straight down that old rhino’s throat before leaving. Seven Years Later... "Young Miss… would you be willing to marry me?" "Shut up." Isla didn’t even spare him a glance as she shoved the boy aside. He stumbled back, stunned, while another immediately stepped forward, far too eager. "Miss, I think I’m the better choi—" Slap. The crisp sound cut through the air, leaving the second boy frozen, his cheek reddening under her palm. "Both of you. Get lost." Before the silence could settle, another rushed in, holding out a delicately wrapped box. "Miss, here is a cake for you—" "Get. Lost." Her voice dropped an octave, sharp enough to slice through his courage. "The Young Miss only likes me!" another declared, pushing forward with ridiculous confidence. "Miss, this is a doll for you—" The voices overlapped. Gifts appeared one after another—cakes, dolls, trinkets—as if they thought piling offerings at her feet would win her over. In the middle of it all, Isla sat frozen. Her face flushed a deep red—but not from embarrassment. Her fingers curled against her lap, nails digging into her skin. What the hell is going on…? Her gaze swept across them, sharp and almost feral. Aren’t the male leads supposed to kill me? Her jaw tightened. Then why—God! How did I end up taming these crazy psychos?
SRTINA · 5.7k Views

The Alpha Kings And Their Stripper Mate

Eve never believed in fate...until three ruthless alphas claimed her as theirs. Desperate to save her dying mother, Eve works as a masked dancer at Eclipse, the city's most exclusive club, where anonymity is her only protection. When the infamous Blackwood triplets—Damian, Damon, and Silas, offer her an obscene amount of money for a six-month exclusive contract, she accepts despite the terrifying rumors. Girls whisper about their brutality, their insatiable appetites, and the way they share everything... including women. The first night, Eve discovers the rumors don't do them justice. Damian commands her body with cold precision, every touch calculated to break down her defenses. Damon's dangerous playfulness pushes her past limits she didn't know she had, making her crave the edge of fear and pleasure. Silas watches with obsessive intensity, learning every tremor and gasp, demanding complete psychological surrender. Together, they overwhelm her....three predators claiming their prey in the most primal way possible. But something is different about Eve. While other women break under the brothers' dark desires, she endures. She matches their intensity, craves their brutality, returns night after night hungry for more. They're possessive in ways that should terrify her, marking her body as their territory, but her skin burns hotter under their hands than it ever has before. The brothers don't understand why they can't stay away from her. Why her scent drives them to the edge of madness. Why the mate bond...something they never believed they'd find...pulls them to this masked human with increasing, undeniable force. Then Eve's body begins to change. After three days without them, she collapses, her body shutting down from a hunger no food can satisfy. When Damian touches her fevered skin, her eyes glow amber and an ancient binding spell shatters. The truth explodes between them in a wave of desperate, consuming need: Eve isn't human. She's a succubi—a creature who feeds on sexual energy to survive. And they are her fated mates. Suddenly, Eve's nightly visits become her lifeline. She needs them...needs their touch, their dominance, their insatiable desire....or she'll die. A dark paranormal romance of fated mates, brutal alphas, and a queen who was born to rule them all.
Salewa_25 · 131.7k Views

Speedrunning the Villainess's Heart Live on Stream

Eloy Vance died the way he lived: alone, breaking records no one would notice were gone. Now, he's woken up inside his favorite fantasy RPG with a simple System deal: Achieve 100% completion to earn his life back. Fail, and his soul is deleted. Easy. He knows every glitch, every exploit, and every optimal route. His plan? Wall-clip through dungeons, frame-dodge the bosses, and romance the easiest NPC for the achievement. Except his Live Chat came with him. Four hundred viewers. Zero chill. Absolute veto power over his survival decisions. And they have exactly one thing on their agenda: Isolde Reichenbach. The Dark Lord's daughter. The academy's most dangerous student. The character with no romance route in any of the three games because the developers built her to destroy the player, not fall for them. The chat doesn't care. They've already voted. [ POLL: She's looking at you. What do you say? ] [ A) Politely introduce yourself (4%) ] [ B) Run. Just run. (9%) ] [ C) Compliment her book and immediately trip over a bucket (87%) ] [ POLL LOCKED. GOOD LUCK, BRO. ] They want the hardest content. And Eloy is starting to suspect that Isolde Reichenbach might not be the final boss after all. He just has to survive long enough to find out. With four hundred people watching and voting on his every move. --------------- - WHAT TO EXPECT: [+] Slow burn romance with a character who wasn't built to be romanced [+] A chat that votes on his life choices and is never wrong in the worst possible ways [+] Speedrun logic applied to feelings. It goes about as well as you'd think [+] Genuine stakes under the comedy [+] No harem. No shortcuts... Well, except exploits, of course! It's a speedrun!
tailupi · 2.5k Views

Awakening a 10,000x Skill Proficiency Multiplier in the Apocalypse

(45,000+ Words before locked! Enjoy!) [NEXUS GLITCH OCCURRED. ERROR IN COMPENSATION ALGORITHM.] [AWARDED: 10,000x SKILL PROFICIENCY MULTIPLIER.] [Action Registered: Cast Basic Spark.] [Nexus Glitch Activated: Proficiency x10,000.] [WARNING: Concept Threshold Breached. Magic Law Unlocked.] [Pyroblast evolves to Conceptual Law: Forbidden Spell - Solar Flare.] Instantly, a tiny, pathetic ember no larger than a match-strike mutates into a miniature sun, incinerating a pack of elite Demon Wolves and leaving behind a smooth crater of glowing, melted glass! ———————— [Action Registered: Executed Dagger Strike.] [Nexus Glitch Activated: Proficiency x10,000.] [Dagger Mastery leveled up to 10/10! Max Level Reached!] [WARNING: Concept Threshold Breached. Combat Law Unlocked.] [Assassin’s Creed evolves to Conceptual Law: God-Slayer’s Edge.] While normal players grind for years just for a 5% damage increase, Sebastian slashes the empty air once and gains a conceptual law that ignores 100% of physical armor, magical shielding, and conceptual invulnerability! While massive guilds try to zerg elite mobs, Sebastian solo-clears a five-hundred-man undead horde with a single snap of his fingers! [Action Registered: Cast Basic Slow.] [Nexus Glitch Activated: Proficiency x10,000.] [WARNING: Concept Threshold Breached. Gravitational Law Unlocked.] [Crushing Field evolves to Conceptual Law: Gravity Well.] Congratulations on turning a Tier 0 debuff into 100 Gs of atmospheric pressure! You have violently crushed the arrogant Golden Lions into the toxic sludge! Mocked for his 10-all base stats? He bypasses digestion cooldowns with [Forbidden Alchemy], granting himself an effectively infinite mana pool from literal garbage. Laughed at for his unarmored, Useless [Drifter] class? He evolves a basic wind blade into [Dimensional Sever], cleanly cutting a Level 12 Guardian's heavy armor in half without scratching his skin. Challenged by the pay-to-win guild master? He targets the fifty-meter radius around them and forces them to yield to the cold certainty of mass. But the Drifter’s greatest power is the [Nexus Glitch]. He doesn't just learn skills; he evolves them into reality-breaking laws. From turning crushed, wilted weeds into Divine-tier [Potions of Knitting] to fracturing his own timeline to summon an [Army of One]. Follow Sebastian as he transforms from a "glitch" into a Sovereign of Laws! He will build an impenetrable real-world Sanctuary, fight alongside the ruthless Arcane Valkyrie Valerie, and slaughter the Void Gods before the apocalypse even begins!
Knight_Plot · 49.6k Views

Road to be the Best Chess Player in the World!

Author's note: 1. Hey, everyone! Thank you for supporting my story! I have written a new one with the hope of getting a contract for that story as well, the title is 'The Rise of the Iron Wall!'. It is a football story, so if you like, please give your support by adding it to your collection and giving your power stone to that story! Thanks! 2. 150 Power stones: 2 extra chapters! 20 Golden tickets: 4 extra chapters! Gifts: Depending on what kind of gift, I will spread the extra chapters across the weeks. Hey, everyone! Please, help me stay motivated by keep sending me your power stones and golden tickets! There will always be extra chapters when we cross the threshold that I set. Thank you very much! -0- Chess players have no future in Indonesia! That was what Adrian Sheva, a 17-year-old boy from the most crowded district in Jakarta, said to convince himself that delving into the chess world would be a waste of time. He didn't even bat his eyes after getting the system that would help him become the best chess player in the world. No, it is better to work in a food stall and earn money honestly. However, it seems that the people around him disagree. They all see the talent hidden in Sheva - although Sheva himself insists that it all comes from the system - and force him to go deeper into this world. As he accumulates more experiences, playing more tournaments, making new friends, and fighting against new rivals from other countries, and winning some glories for his country, slowly but surely, this game starts to grow on him. Until in the end, he finally looks back at his journey from the bottom, Sheva cannot help but smile and say, "Oh, well... It seems that this game is not as bad as I thought..."
Federixo_01 · 1.1m Views

Payback with the Don

The story is a revenge-driven mafia romance that pits a vengeful, heartbroken woman against a dangerously charming Don. Scarlett Snow, a 22-year-old CEO, spent her life rebuilding her father’s company after his murder. Through relentless dedication, she revived it and turned it into one of New York’s top-ranking companies. Just when Scarlett believed life was turning in her favor, two days before her wedding she discovered her fiancé, Jason Sinclair, in bed with her best friend, Alia Mantara. Jason revealed documents bearing Scarlett’s signature that transferred all her assets—including her company and her late father’s properties worth over three billion won—into his name. With Jason no longer hiding his hostility, he prepares to reopen her father’s murder case, and Scarlett becomes the prime suspect. Desperate and alone, Scarlett accepts the only help offered: a one-way ticket to Russia under a fake identity. As she leaves behind the mansion she once called home, Scarlett swears revenge. She will make Jason pay and uncover her father’s killer—no matter the cost. Little does she know just how close and yet impossibly far her father’s murderer truly was to her. On her way to Russia, Scarlett is attacked. While fleeing, she collides with Xavier Grey—a ruthless, calculating, dangerously charming Don. To Scarlett, Xavier is the perfect weapon to get her revenge. She strikes a deal with him: help her take revenge and uncover the truth behind her father’s death. In return, Xavier demands her body and complete submission. As she dives into the Mafia world, she unravels secrets that could forever ruin her.
Smiley_k · 23k Views