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He’s cold, calculating, and allergic to chaos. She is the chaos. He’s top of the class. She’s Asia’s top model. His best recipes? Pastries and precision. Hers? Tears and total disasters. He wanted peace. She brought pandemonium. But Ice is starting to realize—the hardest part isn’t keeping her out… It’s wanting her to stay. A story of late-night parfait, accidental sleepovers, oven explosions and the kind of chemistry that breaks all the rules— This isn’t love. It’s a disaster waiting to happen. Updates on Friday and Saturday!

​"Dear Father, you taught me how to be a monster. It is only fair that you are the one to taste my monstrosity." ​Olivia Luceron was the perfect tool for her father, the Duke of Tharon. For years, she played the role of the devoted daughter, acting as a spy within her own marriage to dismantle her husband’s power and surrender his secrets. Her reward for such loyalty? A cold dungeon, a mutilated body, and a walk of shame through the streets of the Imperial Capital. ​She died hating the man she once worshipped, and grieving for the husband she had systematically destroyed. Duke Matthias—the man she treated with nothing but icy indifference—was the only one who stayed faithful to her until his final breath. ​But death was not the end. ​When Olivia opens her eyes, she finds herself back in time, exactly one year before her tragic end. Her platinum hair is unblemished, her skin is free of scars, and the husband she betrayed stands before her once again—with those same cold eyes, devoid of any warmth. ​In this life, Olivia seeks neither forgiveness nor love; she has long since lost faith in both. She has only one purpose: to play the "Perfect Wife" to atone for her sins, while systematically annihilating the Tharon bloodline—the very lineage that turned her into a monster before discarding her. ​She will wear the mask of ice the world expects to hide a heart of fire. But as she navigates a world of lethal poisons and imperial intrigue, she realizes that the silent Duke she once ignored hides a truth far more deadly than the House of Tharon itself. ​The hunt has begun. And this time, Olivia is no longer the prey—she is the hunter.

Ananya never expected death to bring her into another life. One moment, she was running her parents’ restaurant in the modern world. The next, she opened her eyes in silk robes, surrounded by hostile stares — the Queen Consort of the empire. But this body was cursed in everyone’s eyes. The Emperor loathed her. The mistress laughed at her. And the court whispered behind her back. Only she wasn’t truly alone. > “Finally, someone can see us!” “What kind of Queen Consort are you, so calm even with ghosts in your chamber?” “Shut up, Wei Rong, let her breathe. She looks like she’s about to faint.” Three ghosts — a stoic scholar, a brash general, and a mischievous noble girl — lingered at her side. They were invisible to all but her. And with them, she learned to survive the poisonous palace. When rumors spread that she was cursed, Ananya stood before the empire’s court. Instead of tears, she offered proof. Instead of fear, she offered dignity. > “If Heaven believes I am cursed, let the fire and smoke betray me. I will not hide.” And Heaven sided with her. Outside the palace, crises struck — starving soldiers, missing supplies, merchants growing fat from stolen grain. Inside, Lady Zhen, the Emperor’s favored mistress, grew bolder by the day, flaunting her beauty and mocking Ananya’s quiet grace. > “Sister, do you still dream of winning His Majesty’s heart? Look at you — plain, dull, unworthy.” “If simplicity is a crime, then let it be mine,” Ananya answered, unshaken. The Emperor indulged Lady Zhen openly… but in the silence of night, he tasted Ananya’s food, lingered at her table, and found himself unsettled by her calm. > “This is not palace fare,” he muttered. “It is lighter,” Ananya replied softly. “Easier to sleep after.” Step by step, conspiracy thickened. At a grand banquet, a poisoned cup was placed in Ananya’s hand. But a ghost’s laugh echoed in her ear — and the cup was swapped. A dancer collapsed instead. From that night on, the Emperor’s gaze changed. He began to notice the woman who never begged for favor, never fought for attention, yet always endured. Still, war brewed at the borders. Betrayals reached even the throne. Assassins crept through the palace halls. And the one person who seemed weakest became the calm at the center of the storm. Through whispered secrets, mischievous hauntings, and quiet resilience, Ananya carved her place in the empire. She would not simply survive. She would rise. And the Emperor who once despised her would one day whisper only her name.

Everyone said Jett Westgate was insane. The most powerful magnate of Aethelgard, insisting on forcibly marrying Veridia's esteemed socialite, Annelise Valentine. Unexpectedly, the two had a major falling out on the day of their engagement party. He sneered, "The pinnacle of heiresses? Hah, besides splurging your family's money, what else can you do?" She turned and sank his limited-edition supercar into the Azure River, "I can teach you a lesson." And so, the daily life of high society became a spectacle of watching two lunatics in an epic showdown. He sabotaged her romantic prospects; she ruined his business deals. He gifted a mansion to a female companion; she chartered a yacht filled with male models. A back-and-forth battle, filled with hidden daggers and flashing swords. Yet, their engagement remained as stable as Mount Tai, becoming the year's greatest unsolved mystery. What was even more thrilling was that everyone in their circle knew— Annelise Valentine's childhood sweetheart, Zane Patterson, had loved her for fifteen years, a widely acknowledged tale of unfulfilled love in their circle. Everyone was betting that Annelise Valentine would eventually break off the engagement for Zane Patterson; this forced union wouldn't last. But Jett Westgate refused to accept his fate. Late at night, he smashed open her door, pinned her against the wall, and kissed her fiercely: "Admit it. You can't marry him, and you can't escape me." In the throes of their desperate passion, he nibbled her earlobe and warned in a hoarse voice: "In this lifetime, the only one who can make you cry... is me." Later, the once impossibly arrogant Crown Prince shoved a gun into her hand, pressed the muzzle against his own heart, and when he looked up, his eyes were bloodshot: "Baby, shoot me if you want, I'll even let you play me to death, I just beg you not to leave me."

[The End of the Main Body] She's a distressed heiress with nowhere to go; he's a high-up business tycoon. In the dark, he coldly says, "You're nothing but a tool to me." Yet, her figure haunts his dreams night after night. Five years later, a cute child falls from heaven. Abducted by a mischievous child, she wakes up to find her small bun turned into an enlarged version of the domineering CEO. A certain man shamelessly says, "An Ziqi, you must take responsibility for me." A certain woman calmly replies, "Sorry, but your warranty has expired. I bear no responsibility." Small bun says, "Dad, I've successfully captured mom. Free shipping!" No abuse in this doting story, the male and female leads are pure in mind and body!

She sneaked into his house, intending only to use his finger to make a fingerprint. Little did she expect that her plan to steal a chicken would end up losing a handful of rice. During a certain party, when someone asked what was good about Mo Nanjue, Tong Ran, thoroughly enjoying her meal, overlooked the figure behind her and blurted out, "He's filthy rich!" As soon as she got home and was about to open the door, someone blocked her at the entrance. "I heard you like that I'm filthy... rich?" Tong Ran's face turned red. "Mo Nanjue, you have no shame!" [Published under the title "Never Forget Your Original Aspiration, Grant You Morning and Evening," it's available in print; feel free to buy and add to your collection~] [The main story is complete, and side stories are still updating, so dive in with confidence~]

He is the most powerful man in the Imperial City, the master of the empire's rise and fall. Displease him, and your fate can be summarized in two words - Destruction! But this arrogant woman does not regard him in the slightest! Two years after marriage, she was all about clinging to him, and he was all about divorcing her; she tried innumerable times yet failed, but he successfully divorced. Who would have guessed that on the first night following their divorce, she carefully strategizes and finally succeeds? Ming Mei: "What crime have I committed?" Kang Chen sat high on the judgment seat, "Theft!" Ming Mei: "What have I stolen from you?" "Heir!"

She accidentally barged into his room interrupting his peaceful time, and since then, he took great pleasure in tormenting her. Hearing about his engagement, she crashed his engagement party and clung to his arm, intending to create a fuss. Unexpectedly, he suddenly grabbed her hand and announced loudly, "The woman I want to marry is her!" She opened her eyes wide, her mischievous plan effectively backfiring and causing her nothing but trouble! How terrible! She needed to escape, but it was too late! The angrier she got, the happier he became, as he held her and publicly showered her with kisses. "Mr. President! But the man I want to marry is him!!" She pointed at her beloved man not far away. "..." The room turned into total chaos, and the president was not pleased.

The original title was "Hello, Little Sweetheart". The main text is already completed~ What to do when you encounter a quirky and clever little sweetheart? Of course, you spoil her! Spoil her! Spoil her to the heaven! "Sir, Miss Xu lied to others that she would receive roses." "Hmm, order her 999 of them." "Sir, Miss Xu lied to others that she owns a sports car." "Hmm, give her my limited edition model." "Sir…" The bodyguard was eager to talk but stopped. "Hmm?" "Miss Xu lied to others that you are her boyfriend." The man stood up domineeringly, "Wrong, I am her husband!" [This story is 1v1, a pampering story!]

He was a man of immense power and striking beauty, nobly aloof and coldly proud. One day, a bodyguard reported, "Young Master, the Young Mistress has been falsely accused of meddling in someone else's relationship!" "Expose the video of the other party breaking the hidden rules." "Young Master, the Young Mistress has run away from home!" "Pack up immediately, I'm going with her." "Young Master, the Young Mistress has gone to a matchmaking event!" The man was furious, seizing her cheeks in his hand, "Still daring to go on blind dates?" 【After Marriage】Qiao An propped her chin with her hand, gazing at the handsome man in the apron, her voice languid, "Husband~ Is there anything you can't do?" The man's slender fingers fed her the peeled shrimp, "Yes, I can't leave you." 【Little Bun】 After being disciplined by dad's family law, little Bun's eyes brimmed with tears, "Mommy, am I still your Baobei? The kind that you can't bear to scold when I make a mistake, the kind you soften and hug me?" (Heartwarming Petting)

"It felt like every cell of my body was purposefully made to one day defeat Edward Junior Chernyshevsky-Coleman. I had every desire to be better than him. To be stronger, smarter and more loved. It was maddening; a desperate plea for survival. I was on the right track... That was until his eyes met mine and he looked at me the way he did. At that moment I felt like I would die." Connor Leandre Rennison and Edward Junior Chernyshevsky-Coleman. Deputy Captain and Captain. Rugby Royalty and the son of the world's richest man. Fire and Ice. Sworn enemies from the first moment they laid sight on each other. Yet is that all they really are or is their hatred a cover for something more passionate. Something that could burn them both alive and leave them to be nothing but ashes. The third installment of the 'In Love series' by Matli_Unicorn. Check out Edward In Love and Ethan in Love to follow the 'Chernyshevsky-Coleman' family on their journey of love.

Rumors say that if you ever come across an extremely handsome man in a doctor's coat twirling a shiny scalpel between his fingers with an alluring smile on his lips that takes your breath away… Run. For he is the devil. *** Yang Mingshen’s existence screams of six adjectives - Handsome, wealthy, talented, narcissist, arrogant and evil. He is an unrivaled doctor from one of the most affluent and prestigious Underworld families, who sees only medicine and his own interests. Until a desire consumes him - to have a woman’s heart. That woman, Song Jia, continues to put all the wrongs to right as a capable police officer. She, whose life was once saved by the devil doctor, refuses to bend to his tempting seduction. “I will just take your heart and put it in somebody else's chest. It won't hurt at all, I promise~” “Yes because I will be dead to feel anything.” But the bad news comes knocking when Yang Mingshen becomes the lead forensic investigator to assist in her cases. With a devil now clinging to her, she comes across a deep, dark and cruel web of conspiracies stained with blood, love, hatred, revenge, politics and much more. Treading into dangerous territories, will they be able to uncover the net of lies and deceit? And maybe find love along the way? *EXCERPT* “I am not the weak patient anymore. You try to grab my neck and I will break your wrist,” Jia threw him a death glare. Mingshen leaned in closer, chuckling devilishly. "I told you before, Spicy. I have saved your life. I have touched your heart quite literally. So that heart beating in your chest right now belongs to Yang Mingshen. If I want it, I will have it.”

He fell in love with the bastard. ........ Rai Est, a 33-year-old high school teacher, was suddenly transferred to Silverlake High School, a tiny school buried in the countryside. With only a few days to settle into his new life, Rai struggled to find a place to stay. Fortunately, the kind principal, understanding his situation, offered him a place in a house he owned and rent out. But Rai quickly learnt he wouldn't be living alone. Sharing a house wasn't supposed to be a big deal. A roommate or a housemate sounded harmless enough. Well…no. It's bad. Very bad... Because the person he has to share the house with turned out to be someone he already knows. Zade Grey... ZADE FUCKING GREY! They shared scars, fights, curses and a lot of 'nice memories' from their school days. It must be fate. After almost fifteen years, the ultimate enemies are reunited. And, one is very excited...

Ms. Scott used to have a terrible reputation, and nobody wanted to marry her. She had no choice but to find herself a temporary husband. They agreed this was only an act, but why did this man follow her around all day long? "Honey, it's too cold tonight. I want to hold you while we sleep..." After getting married, Ms. Scott was no longer bullied. In fact, the tables had turned. Those who bullied her had no choice but to apologize to her for what they did in the past. Just as she sighed in relief and was prepared to get a divorce, he pulled her into his arms. "Honey, who else bullied you in the past? I'll deal with them. You can do whatever you want. I'll always support you. Don't worry. "Hmm. I guess the divorce isn't going to work out. There was also a child who wrapped his arms around her legs and called her Mommy. Could anybody tell her when she gave birth to a child?

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It always starts with an accident. That’s how all these stories go. One moment, you’re minding your own business, and the next, you wake up in someone else’s body. For Caspian, his accident started earlier than he even knew. Maybe it began when his sister got him into romance novels? Or when he started really sympathizing with the villains at the ends of books? He’d never know. It was too late to worry about it now. For now, he had to find a way to fix this nightmare, or rehabilitate his image, all while trying to free himself from the fate set out for him. All because of the damn "gods" who he'd cut a deal with. These were the only two options he had available, and he wasn’t sure he could succeed at either. The man he had taken over for had been…a true piece of work. And the secret villain of the book he had been reading before he passed. It had been a harem novel. A reverse harem novel. He was trapped in a huge ass CASTLE with a bunch of men who hated him because he was taking affection and time away from their shared wife. All Cass wanted to do was be a good person, not mess around with this poor woman and her far too handsome husbands. But why would no one leave him alone? Was he too suspicious? And why, after going out of his way to avoid them like they had asked, did they keep pestering him? And where did the heroine go? How was he going to manage three, handsome men without the heroine?

"Oh... Daddy..." I moaned in loss, while he monitored my body's reaction with terrifying focus. He leaned his head toward my ear and whispered with a voice full of promise: "Do you think you're finished, Julie? Tonight, I'm going to make you scream my name until your voice loses the ability to come out... I'm going to teach you what it means to belong to me." His fingers moved inside me with devilish skill; he inserted two fingers together deep into my pussy, opening them and moving them with a delicious cruelty, while his thumb ground my clit in fast, frantic circular motions. "Daddy... I'm going to squirt again... please!" I screamed in a daze, feeling the fourth ecstasy exploding from the depths of my womb and crawling toward my limbs like a wildfire. Robert didn't ease the pressure; instead, he increased the speed of his fingers inside me until the fourth shudder hit me like a hurricane. My body stiffened completely, my back arching until I almost broke, and I let out a long, resounding scream as I began to squirt my fluids profusely like never before. My fluids were gushing out, drenching his hand and the marble of the vanity, while his fingers were still inside me, increasing the violence of the ecstasy and making it last even longer. I was panting like a madwoman, my eyes clouded and seeing nothing, while Robert watched my collapse with a cold, triumphant smile. He didn't withdraw his fingers immediately; instead, he let me shudder as I reached my peak. Then, he leaned toward me and whispered in my ear in a husky voice: "Four times, Julie... and your body is still begging for more from Daddy, isn't it?" ___________________ I'm Julie Michael I went with my father to a luxurious restaurant in New York, but I never left with him.My father sold me to a mafia king who owns a VIP club that rents out girls only to politicians and celebrities. On a lower floor of a world that doesn’t exist on any map, The girls are imprisoned in royal suites, prepared solely to please the clients, with no hope of escape. I was sold to Robert Cross, a billionaire who buys people for the joy of breaking them.But I refuse to break under his hands. In Robert Cross’s world, everything has a price tag. I was his most expensive purchase, and I intend to be his most dangerous mistake. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - "You bought my body, but you will not buy my submission," Julie spat. Robert leaned in, his voice a dark hiss: "Commodities don't need to like their masters, Julie... It’s enough that I took a liking to you and bought you, sweetheart." ______________ Adult content only Dark Romance Twisted

After her inexplicable death in her sleep, Kurokawa Saki was thrown into the Death Game section selection. Receiving information that there are 12 players with various different IDs, she quickly found out how unreliable most of them were. Moreover, half of them were in the Red party and the other half was in the Black Party. So the werewolves game has started. Moreover, the game still gave them inexplicable missions from time to time. Kurokawa Saki: “...” It's so exciting. When the mainline started and the ‘dead’ players received new ID, they had just realized the game was driving them further and further away in various ‘fun’ scenarios. … [No. 1]: I know that I'm the member of the organization on the surface but what the hell is this task of dancing in the nightclub? Moreover, I'm being hit on and could only run away. That blond haired bartender has been glaring at me! [No. 2]: My second ID is a high school student and I transferred to Teitan High School. Due to the mission to get Sonoko's sister's phone number, I had to play with these two students and Conan has been glaring at me, ah, ah! [No. 3]: My first ID is a killer, the second one is a serial killer, and the third one is a drug dealer. Can't you give me a normal identity? I didn't even dare to come out of my house now! [No. 4]: I'm a police officer, but I'm not even as good as an elementary school student in solving cases. And what do you mean that I'm just a violent police officer, huh? Watch me break the telephone pole, you b*stard! + 8 more people. … After a few scenarios, everyone came to the same conclusion The players: This game is too hard! Not only do they have to act in accordance with their ID card, they also have to complete various strange missions. So… let's make trouble :) When the vice leader of their group sees what they have been doing through their daily share in the chat…. Public Security Officer [5]: … NO, What the hell is wrong with you? One of you is fighting with Shuichi Akai and the other one is fighting with Furuya Rei? You even earn exclusive titles from them! You two are on the freaking Red Side! The two troublemakers: Hehe, sorry, Vice Leader, we're under too much pressure and fighting can enhance ‘friendship.’ Public Security Officer [5]: No, your exclusive titles from them show how much they hated you. And when he tried to calm down, he found out the others are not any better. [6]: Wow, it's so fragrant to tease this pink haired post graduate school student~ [7]: Ah, I nearly died in the hands of Gin… when can I receive the death script QAQ [8]: Let me fight the FBI again. I'm itching to fight. [9]: Why do I have to be the attending doctor of the main characters, ah… [10]: Oh, I just threatened Vermouth [11]: Oops, Conan is glaring at me for teasing Ran [12]: Hey, this female announcer is really nice. I felt bad for lying to her. As the only serious one, no. 5 just wanted to say one thing: [5]: …Destroy it. I'm tired. … Note 1: There’ll be OOC and the character's interpretation might not be correct. A lot of original characters in the world’s settings, playing for fun and all. (more wines and police officers, a few original cases, and the player group’s self made case) Note 2: There will be a lot of personal subjective thoughts in the article. If you have any parts that you don’t agree with, please stop the loss in by clicking the arrow on the upper left corner in time. Thank you for your cooperation. Note 3: The style is mixed between comedy and tragedy… you’ve been warned Note 4: This is a fan fiction, I don't own the characters belonging to the comic. I only made a few original characters for the sake of the story Note 5: I made this more for myself and for fun so eh, don't expect too much

Three years ago, the sky split open to let in toxic blue and black mist that swallowed the world. Now, inside the last city standing, surviving meant obeying the brutal laws and ranking, or becoming the monsters outside. Maeve Lester, spent the last three years on her knees, as a rankless slave in the city of Kargahart, until she finally became an omega, approved to serve the elite with whispered promises of freedom. She was ready to start her life at the Parthenn dome, until she met him. Valden Malawitt. Her first love and the man who shattered her heart three years ago. And who doesn't even remember her anymore. But Valden wasn't the only one watching her closely. And not the one she ends up being chained to unwillingly. When secrets of the mist are revealed and Maeve discovers more about herself and her wolf, she's torn between the need to hunt, to destroy or to succumb to her desires.