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Devoted and hopeful in a three-year loveless marriage, Selina believed she would finally secure her husband Zane Kaius’s affection — or at least his attention — the moment she revealed her pregnancy to him. But everything shattered in a single night when Zane told her she was unfit to have a family with him. Only then did she realize she had been nothing more than a pawn all along — while he continued choosing another woman over her. A rebuffed wife with no identity. Betrayed and heartbroken, Selina decided to keep her little secret from Zane. She was determined to protect and raise her child alone, while reclaiming the life she had slowly lost. She wanted a divorce. Yet the same man who once rejected her now clings to her, unwilling to let her go at any cost. This time, however, Selina is no longer the woman who allows herself to be trampled on. .... _Except_ "What if there was already a child?" Selina's voice was small, desperate, stopping him in his tracks. "Wouldn't you give us a chance? I don't want a child to grow up in the shadows, Zane. Not like I did." "Then get rid of it," he declared, not turning around."Let me be clear, Selina: you will never be the mother of my child. Not now. Not ever."

The synopsis is in the first chapter. This is a translated story, all credits to the author.

Nineteen-year-old Lena Voss never asked for much. Just food on the table and a father who stayed sober. She got neither. When her father's gambling debt explodes overnight, Lena is sold to a Collector's den before sunrise. She knows what happens to girls who go into those dens. She's seen them come back or not come back at all. So she runs. But the night she escapes, bullets fly, and the den burns. In the smoke and chaos, strong arms pull her off the ground. He is tall, cold-eyed, and terrifyingly powerful. He is Kael Draven, the most feared S-Rank in the city. He didn't come to save her. She just got caught in the crossfire. Now Kael has a problem. Lena saw too much. She knows his face and his plan. He can't let her go. So he keeps her. What starts as a cold arrangement turns into the most dangerous thing either of them has ever survived, not the gangs, not the power wars, not the city falling apart around them. Each other.

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.

She thought she was the victim of this story. She was wrong. Nicole married the city's most powerful CEO under duress — a contract signed by her parents, a cage built from a hundred million dollars. Her heart belonged to someone else: Kelvin, her childhood love, who had a plan to set her free. Steal from the safe. Take the car. Run. She did everything he asked. In a warehouse on the edge of the city, she learned what she actually was to Kelvin: a tool. A very expensive, very temporary tool. When he accelerated his car toward her, she had nothing left — no money, no plan, no person in the world who was on her side. Except one. John had followed her. John had watched from the shadows as she robbed him, fled him, ran to another man — and when the car came for her, he stepped in front of it. He died on a concrete floor holding a ring he'd never had the chance to give her, telling her the millions she'd stolen had always been hers to begin with. Five years of poverty. Five years of replaying that night. Five years until she collapsed at his grave in the freezing rain and whispered: if I could go back— She woke up in her wedding dress. The scars are gone. The clock reads 8:30 AM, February 25th, 2026. John is in the next hallway, alive and unsuspecting, bracing himself for a bride who despises him. He has no idea he married a woman who has already grieved him. She is done running. She is done being manipulated. And Kelvin — who has no idea that his carefully laid plan has already played out in front of an audience of one — is about to discover what it costs to underestimate a woman who has nothing left to lose and everything left to protect. He once stepped in front of a car for her. This time, she intends to make certain no car ever comes.

Aiden Beaumont called her infertile. Ethan Beaumont called her HIS. But Kate Miller knew exactly what she was. Their doom. The man who tore her heart to shreds, divorced and discarded her, left Kate Miller with nothing but ashes. So she did the unthinkable… she fell into the arms of his brother. The man who set her destruction in motion from the very beginning. But fate has a cruel sense of irony. Because now Aiden wants her back. He's finally learned the truth: everything he believed was a lie. She was the only one who ever truly loved him, wanted him, cared for him. And when she needed him most... he vanished. Now caught between the brother who destroyed her and the one who wants to rebuild her into something far more dangerous, Kate faces an impossible choice. She can run, disappear into the quiet life of obscurity Aiden always said she deserved. Or she can become the wildfire that burns the Beaumont empire to ash. They called her broken. Worthless. A mistake. They should have called her a weapon. In a world where love is a luxury and revenge is a necessity, Kate will learn that the only way to heal a shattered heart is to ensure theirs never beat the same way again.

She watched him for thirty days. She memorized his insomnia, his two-finger pours of Macallan at 3 AM, the way his eyes moved across a room like he was calculating distances. She catalogued his routines with the detachment of a scientist and the patience of a predator. She thought she was in control. She was the one being studied. — In the darkest channels of the dark web, Anya Voss is known as The Eye — an information broker who has never met a network she couldn't crack, never met a target who saw her coming. Julian Sterling was supposed to be her most lucrative job. Infiltrate his home system. Find the buried crimes of a man too powerful to be touched. Collect the payout. Disappear. Instead: thirty days of surveillance that was never hers. A security code that was an invitation, not a barrier. A hidden archive that opened without resistance — because it had been left unlocked, and she had been expected. And a man who looked through a camera she had spent eleven days concealing, and said her name. Now Anya is inside Julian's world — his prisoner, his analyst, and the only person who might be able to solve a problem that has defeated everyone before her. Because she isn't the first person he's brought here. There was someone before her. Thirty-seven someones, each one with a file in a partition she's not supposed to open, each one concluded with a single, irrevocable word: Withdrawn. Julian Sterling is not the monster she was hired to find. But the thing watching them both from the abyss might be. In a city under invisible surveillance, the most dangerous truth is the one you were always meant to discover.

Eun-chae Park had only one rule. That is, to survive this life quietly. But as a scholarship student at the elite Seonghwa High, she already stands out for all the wrong reasons. The first being her poor background. Her second-hand uniforms. And the worst of it all, is always being the Top of the class. The kind of student all teachers love to praise, and privileged classmates resent. Survival wore the mask of humiliation, when a group of popular vicious girls decides she needed to be “put in her place.” She was locked in the storage closets. Her notebooks dumped into toilets. And her completed projects vanishes into thin air the night before submission. As her grades begin to slip, her scholarship is threatened to be withdrawn. Reporting was totally out of the book. It only made matters worse. But at Seonghwa High, there was only one person no one dares cross. Jaxon Vale. He was a Delinquent resident, a Chronic truant and a Failing senior. He was rumored to have ties outside school, and this makes teachers tread carefully around him. Sleeping through class was like a hobby. Never does he turn in assignments, and he was always seen siting alone on the rooftop like he owns the sky. In desperation, Eun-chae does the unthinkable. She approaches him with a proposition: “I’ll do all your assignments. Tutor you daily, and make sure you graduate Seonghwa High with distinction.” In return, she seeks his protection. Jaxon agrees, but he had a condition. “You move into my apartment and pretends to be my girlfriend. Publicly, and convincingly. No flops. If you want my protection, you belong under my roof.” But what started as a contract of survival, turns into something far more dangerous. And beneath Jaxon’s cold indifference, was a boy carrying responsibilities no one saw. And Eun-chae’s quiet resilience, was a girl who refuses to break. But in it all, one thing was obvious, fake relationships come with real consequences. The bullies escalate. Rumors spiral. And somewhere between the late-night study sessions, shared silences, and stolen glances. Their contract starts to blur. Because the promise of protection was easy. But falling in love, was never part of the deal.

I was sold to a monster, but I became a widow before the wedding night even began. Don Gio died in our bridal suite, leaving me untouched and terrified. I thought I was free... until the door burst open. Enter Nico Ferrante, the exiled heir and ruthlessly handsome devil who hated his father... and was now, my stepson. With a gun pointed at my head, I told the only lie that could save me from being executed as a gold-digger: "Don't shoot! I’m pregnant with the heir!" Nico didn't pull the trigger. Instead, he cornered me, stripping my soul bare with his dark eyes. He leaned in, his hot breath ghosting over my neck, and whispered the secret that should have killed me: "My father was impotent, little liar... Or should I say... step-mother?" But he didn't expose me. Instead, he offered a wicked arrangement. The Mafia Council demands an heir to prevent a war? Fine. He will give me one. Now, I am trapped in a golden cage, playing the grieving widow by day and submitting to my stepson’s dark demands by night. It’s a business transaction... But why does his touch set my body on fire? We are committing the ultimate sin for a crown of blood. But what happens when the lie becomes real?

Emma Chen never wanted to marry a billionaire, especially one that treats love like a burden. But when her terminally ill brother collapses and a single signature on a marriage certificate can save his life, she agrees to Damien Cross’s terms; Contract marriage for one year; Ten million dollars. Most important term of the contract: Do not fall in love. Damien’s family despises her and deems her unworthy. And when Damien gives her a sapphire necklace that vanished the night Katherine Cross died, they show her hell. The stone of the necklace draws stares, silences rooms, and carries a weight Emma can’t explain. And as Damien keeps her at a careful distance, the house closes in around her. Secrets surface.  Someone is watching. And the necklace isn’t just a relic of the past…it’s a warning. By the time Emma realizes why she was chosen, it may already be too late.

She lost everything because of him—her reputation, her future, her pride. Years later, he returns with power, money, and a contract marriage she cannot refuse. One year. No love. No emotions. She marries the man who ruined her, not knowing whether this marriage is revenge… or the beginning of something far more dangerous.

I transmigrated into the body of Zara Voss, the most hated woman in a web novel. Cold empress. Scheming villainess. Dead by chapter three.   Fine. I know the story. I know every move the plot makes. All I have to do is survive it.   Except the system tells me something nobody is supposed to know: the saintly, beloved heroine of this story is also a transmigrator. And she has been rewriting this plot for years before I arrived.   Her name in the real world was Lena. My best friend. The girl I watched die the same night I did.   She built this world around herself like a throne. She made herself untouchable. She gave the most powerful man in the empire, the cold and terrifying Crown Prince Cael, every reason to love her and every reason to destroy me.   But Lena did not bring me here by accident. She brought me here because she is trapped. Because the story she rewrote has become a cage she cannot escape alone. And the only person who has ever known her well enough to find the lock is me.   Now I am standing in the middle of her empire, wearing the face of the villain she built to take the fall, falling for the prince she designed to hate me, and trying to save the girl who might not want to be saved.

|ONC 2026 · NOVELLA #1| A gifted teen embarks on a journey to join two tribes during the Last Age, as they search for the mystical Bering Land Bridge. *** Fifteen-year-old Khochu, the only surviving child of Vika and Sasha, wants only one thing: to find a place where humans and animals can live in peace from the bitter Ice Age--a place he has dreamed about for years--and prove his sickly family's strength. However, his life changes when he's chosen to begin his rite of passage early and meets Nikita, a cannibal girl from a neighboring tribe, who is also struggling to find food in the icy world. As the two begin to bond and explore Khochu's unique gift of animal whispering, Khochu learns he is the key to everything: a door that forces the rival tribes together across the icy steppes. As they search for a new life, Khochu and his animal friends must use their gifts to protect the tribes from predators. Still, the connection between Khochu and Nikita begins to interfere with Khochu's test, which is not good for a boy trying to prove that the Bering Land Bridge isn't a myth. Is first love really this difficult? *** *ONC 2026 Prompt used: Number 61 - "They say every door has its own key. Except for one, a key said to open them all." *Note: My writing style resembles screenwriting, so please judge it accordingly.* *#SupportIndigenousVoices.*

"Some lives are born from the frozen silence of a grave." Vespera is a bloody paradox walking through the snows of Alberta. The only legacy of a cursed night where a vampire's cold poison and a wolf’s feral rage knotted within a dead human womb. She is a hybrid baptized by her mother’s final breath; she is the one who survived by sucking life from death. As an unbranded Omega, there was no place for her—not even on the dustiest shelves of this brutal hierarchy. Yet, Vespera’s eyes were never on the arrogant thrones of vampires or the blood-stained leadership of wolves. Her only dream wasthe small, fragile family she built with a handful of outcasts. She was naive enough to believe she could flee from her destiny; but in the lands ruled by High Alpha Varg, every escape was merely a red carpet rolled out for the predator. When Varg—the High Alpha of cold iron and silver wrath—found her in the darkness of the prophecies and the silence of her unawakened wolf, what he offered was not a rescue. It was a sinister bargain that touched the most intimate agonies of her soul.The High Alpha’s voice was as cold as a blade’s edge, yet filled with a lethal promise: "When the rhythm of that heart, born from a dead womb, begins to beat only for my name... that is when you will survive the true hell within my own heart, Vespera. Do not just give me your submission... Give me those bloody syllables that have never been heard before." As silver ashes fall one by one from the sky, Vespera must make a choice: She will either vanish as a silent syllable in the claws of a monster, or she will turn herunawakened wolf into a nightmare that will stain all of Alberta in blood. "Those born of death can only be sealed in blood."

My husband thought I was his doormat Luna until I became his ruin. … I was the Goldbane heiress. Gideon Vexwood was the lowborn wolf I married for love. I thought we were building a kingdom; I didn’t realize he was building my coffin. In one night, my world shattered. A tragic accident claimed my father’s life and stole my unborn child, leaving my body permanently broken. With the Pack Council threatening to strip my title unless I produce an heir, I was forced into a desperate gamble. I trusted my husband. I trusted my loyal maid. Together, we struck a secret surrogate deal to save the Goldbane’s right to the Alpha seat. I thought it was our salvation. I didn't know it was a trap. While I drowned in grief, Gideon and his mistress were celebrating my downfall, manipulating the very contracts meant to save me to turn me into a servant in my own home. They called it strategy. I called it war. For seven years, I played the victim. I endured their cruelty, letting them think they’d won while I forged a secret alliance with the only man they truly fear: Jarek Ashthorne. The infamous Rogue King. A man who rules the underworld with an iron fist and holds a debt to my father that he has never forgotten. He was supposed to be my weapon of revenge. I didn't expect him to be my salvation. Now, as the secrets of that fatal night emerge, the long game is finally over. They took my child. They stole my life. Now, I’m coming for their crowns. ____ Jarek hauled me forward until my chest collided with the rigid planes of his torso. “You have no idea, Elowen. Everything about you... every tear you shed for a man who doesn't deserve you… It’s all my business.” I shivered, but I clamped down on the sensation instantly. “Get your hands off me! I know what you’re doing. I’ve heard the stories, Jarek. Stay away from my marriage, stay away from my pack. And you better stay away from my life!” Yet, he pressed his face into the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply. “Is that what you call it, Elowen? I call it a wake-up call. But if you’d rather go back to your ‘Alpha’ and pretend that the walls aren’t closing in, be my guest.”

*Mature content* What happens when a mafia princess has to beg a man from the deadliest mafia clan to save her clan when her father dies suddenly? Zara, a naive mafia princess, is pampered until her father dies, then things go sour. Sagan, a man she had known twelve years ago when he was warm and friendly, now cold and ruthless. She thinks she stands a chance to soften his heart. Is she wrong or utterly mistaken? Zara from the Red Sun Clan- Born with a heart condition in a mafia clan where no one expects her to reach adulthood. She has been pampered since birth. She, however, survives, but it's too late to teach her the ways of the clan, and so she is still kept out of it. Sagan of the Night Blade Clan- A man so ruthless and who despises any weakness. He grew his clan from the weakest to the strongest in five years. Now standing at the apex of his power and with a past that only few know off.

Seraphina Delaire believes words are power. Nathaniel Clarke believes precision is control. They've been academic rivals since childhood - sharp-tongued, competitive, and far too familiar with each other's weaknesses. She argues in paragraphs. He responds in bullet points. She escalates. He calculates. In college, a forced research partnership reunites them once again - and a bureaucratic error turns that partnership into something legally binding. Married by paperwork and stuck waiting for an annulment, Sera and Nate must navigate gossip, family expectations, and the absurdity of pretending to be a functioning couple. The problem? Pretending is easy. Because no one knows Sera like Nate does. And no one sees through Nate like Sera can. As old rivalries blur into something far more dangerous, they're forced to confront a question neither of them is prepared to answer: What if this mistake was never accidental at all?

Lila Moren thought Montrevia was her chance at a fresh start. A new city, a new job, and a life far from danger. But one night, everything changed. A dark, dangerous man saved her from a threat she couldn’t even understand—and suddenly, her ordinary world was gone. He’s powerful, ruthless, and impossible to resist… and now, she’s trapped in a game of secrets, betrayal, and deadly stakes. In a city ruled by shadows, she must learn to survive—and to trust a man whose touch ignites desire as dangerously as it protects her life. With enemies closing in, and a heart she can’t control, Lila must decide: risk everything for survival, or surrender to the irresistible pull of the mafia’s most dangerous man. Bound by the Mafia is a suspenseful, dark mafia romance full of tension, forbidden attraction, and high-stakes intrigue that will keep you turning pages late into the night.

"Don’t get it twisted, Frank. When the camera’s rolling, I can look at you like I love you. I can touch you like I need you. But it’s just acting. Don’t fall for something that doesn’t exist.” Frank should have listened. Landing the lead role in the highly anticipated BL blockbuster Echoes of Silence was supposed to be his breakthrough moment. Acting opposite Dean Shome—the untouchable “King of Queer Cinema”—was a dream come true. Until day one. Cold. Critical. Unforgiving. Dean makes it clear: Frank is nothing more than a rookie with a pretty face and zero depth. To him, Frank is a liability. But when the director demands more realism—longer kisses, lingering touches, breathless confessions—the line between performance and truth begins to blur. Off-camera, Dean is distant, professional, and emotionally sealed shut. On-camera, he looks at Frank like he’s starving. Late-night rehearsals turn into heated confrontations. Accidental touches last too long. Improvised lines feel too honest. And Frank realizes something terrifying: He’s no longer acting. There’s just one problem. At home, a girlfriend waits for him—a life he thought he wanted. Meanwhile, rumors swirl around Dean Shome: secretly gay, famously celibate, emotionally unavailable. The world sees perfect chemistry. The tabloids smell scandal. And Dean keeps saying it’s all fake. But if it’s fake… why does he hold Frank like he’s afraid to let go when no one is watching? Is Frank just a method actor who got lost in a role? Or is he falling for a man who refuses to admit he feels the same? In an industry where image is everything and love can ruin a career, how far will they go to protect their secrets? And when the red light turns off… who are they really?

Mia Cole wakes up in the dark. Hands tied. Strange voices all around her. Numbers being called out, one after another, climbing higher and higher. It takes her seconds to understand. She is the thing being sold. An old man is about to win. His voice makes her stomach turn. Then one last voice cuts through the room, calm, deep, and final. A number so large it ends all argument. Mia never sees his face that night. But she learns his name soon enough. Dante Reyes. The most feared crime lord in the city. A man whose enemies vanish. A man with no mercy, no warmth, and no limits. The same man whose order got her father killed. Now she lives in his house, breathes his air, and hates him with every part of her. But the longer she stays, the more cracks she finds in his story, in her father's past, and in the wall she built around her own heart. She came to destroy him. She is not sure she can anymore.