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Mary was a powerful ability user in the apocalypse, who was strong, sharp, and feared by zombies and humans alike. But one moment of betrayal cost her life, and when she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the past, inside the body of a chubby village girl with the same name. This new Mary wakes up married to Ryan, a quiet, responsible factory worker whose life her brother once saved. His family, however, sees her as nothing but a burden. They try to control her, starve her, and take advantage of her, but they quickly learn she isn’t someone they can push around. With her temper, her strength, and memories from the apocalypse, she flips tables, breaks furniture with one hand, and refuses to be bullied. Ryan soon brings her to the city, where neighbors treat her kindly, and she begins learning to cook, clean, and live a peaceful life. But in the back of her mind, she knows the apocalypse might come again… and she refuses to suffer through it twice. Now Mary must reshape her new life, protect her future, and maybe...develop a real family.

There are no women left in the werewolf world. At least, that's what the packs tell themselves. The world is ruled by wolves. And wolves have no queens. Female werewolves are extinct—erased by time, war, or something worse. No one dares to speak of them. No one remembers how they looked. No one *survived* them. Except her. Raised as a mistake. Hidden like a curse. She bound her chest in bloody cloth and learned to walk with a limp so they wouldn't see her hips. She spoke in growls and spit like the boys. She pissed in the dirt and pretended not to bleed. Her grandfather called her deformed. Said she was sick. A freak. Told her if the pack ever found out what she really was, they’d rip her to shreds. And she believed him. Until the night of her first shift—when her bones broke and reformed into something unmistakably *female*. Now, the secret she was told would kill her becomes the reason she's sold. Five alphas. Five monsters in human skin. Rulers of a vicious, dying pack. They've been waiting their entire lives for something like her. Something to fuck. Something to breed. Something to chain. Now exposed as the only living female werewolf, she is captured and sold like livestock—delivered to five ruthless alphas who rule by claw and blood. Five rivals who see her as salvation and property. A walking womb to breed a new generation. Their personal apocalypse in fragile flesh. But they made one mistake. They thought she was prey. But she is not fragile. She is fire. She is hunger. She is vengeance wrapped in curves and teeth. They want her on her knees. She’ll bring them to theirs. By the time their lust turns lethal and their unity rots into war, she’ll have made them hers—or burned them to the fucking ground. She’ll let them fight over her. She’ll let them touch, taste, even claim her. She’ll feed their obsession until it rots into madness. Then she’ll twist their lust into rage—and tear their precious pack apart from the inside. One kiss at a time. One betrayal at a time. One body at a time. She was born to be their ruin.

From overworked corporate slave to… the fat niece of a future villain? At twenty-three, my life ended in the most ironic way possible—drowning in a lake while reading an online romance novel. When I woke up, I wasn’t just alive—I was inside that very novel. And worse, not as the princess or the healer or even the tragic maid. No. I woke up as Seraphine Agro, the silver-haired, chubby niece of the story’s main villain, Duke Tayler Agro—the man who would one day summon a famine, experiment on peasants, and get publicly executed. Awesome. Now I’m stuck in a half-collapsed mansion with stale soup, a broken “Duke” father who’s too kind for his own good, and an entire kingdom collapsing into plague and hunger. And to make things worse, the hero of the story—the dangerously handsome knight Sir Alex Canva—is on his way to inspect our lands. I know the plot. I know who dies. And I’m not planning to go quietly. Armed with sarcasm, stubbornness, and a questionable diet, I’m rewriting destiny—one disastrous choice at a time.

A dark, urban, magical realism story about a grad student whose life was saved by the god of magic, who has to navigate a world of secrets, lies, and political intrigue at the kingdom's magic academy while hiding her newfound power. The overarching plot is slow-burn but the events and action are fast-paced. Rated 18+ for graphic violence, intense & mature themes, and gore, no smut.

In a werewolf pack that despised weakness, Aphrodite learned to survive by staying quiet, keeping her head down, and enduring cruelty in silence. The Alpha heirs hated her. The future Beta and Gamma made her life unbearable. When she finally breaks and seeks freedom at the Moon Goddess temple, she does not find release. She finds truth. Aphrodite is not human at all. She is a rare white wolf, descended from an ancient Direwolf bloodline long believed extinct. The ritual meant to sever her ties awakens her wolf instead and with it comes the scent of five mates bound to her by fate. The Alpha twins who once scorned her now cannot stay away. A human hunter walks beside her and proves that strength is not born of fangs or dominance. A cursed Wolf King holds the key to her past and her father’s imprisonment. And watching from the shadows is one who was never meant to interfere at all. As gods fall, packs fracture, and war reshapes the world, Aphrodite must decide what destiny truly means. Is it submission to fate or the courage to choose her own path. Love does not come in one form. Neither does power. In a world ruled by gods and wolves, Aphrodite will become something neither ever expected. Not a queen. But the axis upon which the world turns.

After getting dumped by his longtime girlfriend outside the University of California campus, Jason thinks life can't get any worse—until a mysterious voice echoes in his mind: "Congratulations! You’ve activated the Simp System!" Suddenly, Jason gains access to trillions in funds, but there's a ridiculous catch: every dollar he spends must go toward earning the affection of a beautiful woman. Lucas is outraged. Why should he degrade himself now that he’s essentially a walking hedge fund with legs? So, he rebels. He buys a Beverly Hills mansion, a Bugatti for each day of the week, a yacht the size of a football field, and even a retired space shuttle—all for himself. And then... the system notifies him: “+10 Favorability from Emma! +20 from Jessica! +35 from your ex!” Wait, what?! He hasn’t licked a single boot—yet the women around him are falling faster than stock prices in a crash. With charm he never meant to use and money he doesn’t know how to spend fast enough, Jason embarks on a journey of wealth, revenge, and unexpected romance—all while flipping the bird to the system that wanted him to grovel.

Once the Ruler of the Nine Heavens, Emperor Valerius was betrayed by the Gods he trusted. But fate had other plans. He is reborn into the body of Kaelen, a crippled boy living in the slums of a mortal city, carrying a deep secret—the Ancient Void Cauldron. ​But this second life is not a blessing; it is a nightmare. His mother is being used as a lab rat by a mysterious organization known as the 'Eclipse'. His family has abandoned him, and his cultivation veins are shattered. ​They thought he was trash. They thought he would die quietly. They were wrong. ​With the Void Cauldron, Kaelen can devour everything—Beasts, Demons, Curses, and even Gods—turning their power into his own. ​"I do not wish to save the world. I am here to conquer it." ​From the blood-soaked arenas of the Pirate Isles to the corrupt halls of the Imperial Academy, follow Kaelen as he gathers an army of monsters, rejects the heavens, and builds the Solaris Sect to burn the Eclipse to ashes.

Kai died an average man and woke up in a brutal world of Cultivators and Immortals. He has no talent, no money, and no background. He is destined to be trash. Until the [Supreme Dual Cultivation System] awakens. While others train until they cough blood, Kai only needs one thing to level up: Women. The more beautiful the woman, the higher the XP. The more forbidden the target, the greater the reward. From his voluptuous Step-Mother who sleeps in the next room, to the arrogant Academy Teachers, the holy Goddesses, and the mature Aunts of the noble clans—no one is safe. "System, what is the fastest way to reach the Immortal Realm?" [Answer: Inseminate the Divine Empress.] Kai smirked. "Challenge accepted." Warning: This novel contains: Ruthless Protagonist (Weak to Strong) Hardcore Dual Cultivation (Detailed & Intense) Heavy Taboo (Stepmom, Stepsis, Milfs, Aunts) Monster Girls & Elves Huge Harem (Gotta catch 'em all!) Read at your own risk. The cultivation session is about to begin. AUTHOR'S NOTE (IMPORTANT): NO NTR. This novel contains ZERO Netorare. The MC will never be cuckolded or betrayed by his women. However, this novel features heavy Netori (The MC steals the wives and fiancées of other men). The MC is the predator, never the prey. **You can read 10 Advanced Chapters right now on my Scrollstack, weeks before they are released on Webnovel or Scribble Hub! Link is in my Profile Bio!**

Iris Vale thought she had left the past behind—until fate pulls her back into the orbit of Marcus Hale, the man who once shattered her heart. Now bound together by business contracts neither can escape, Iris finds herself facing the same cold, unreadable man she never truly stopped loving. Every meeting is thick with unspoken words, unresolved pain, and a tension that refuses to fade. But when Marcus’s son, Elliot, enters her life, everything shifts. Young, distant, and dangerously perceptive, Elliot awakens emotions Iris never expected—placing her at the center of a quiet, impossible triangle. Between contracts and silence, hearts are tested, secrets linger, and love waits in the spaces no one dares to name.

On her half-sister's wedding day, Fia's world shatters. Hazel, the bride, has allegedly eloped with Fia's fated mate, and over the phone he rejects her without mercy. With the Alpha groom ready to unleash war on her pack, and spurred on by her stepmother's pleas, Fia makes a desperate choice; she takes Hazel's place at the altar. But the marriage is nothing more than a cruel setup. Betrayed by her family and accused of stealing her sister's happiness, Fia becomes the perfect target for Alpha Cian's wrath. Humiliated and furious, he vows to keep her as his mate not out of love, but revenge. He swears he will break her, torment her, and make her pay until the end of time. What neither of them expects is that hate can twist, burn, and evolve into something far more dangerous. Between lies, betrayal, and a growing bond neither wants to acknowledge, Fia and Cian are bound to discover that the thin line between hate and love is meant to be crossed.

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 fire me. 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."

Mature (R-18+) Three years of marriage. Three years of silence, loneliness, no recognition, and now... betrayal. Elara Frost thought love meant patience, that one day her husband would finally see her emotions, her love, and her care, and choose her, cherish her as she did. But the only thing he gave her was loneliness and indifference. And thus, when his affection for his secretary shadowed her entirely, shattered her illusions, and made her realize that she was never anything to him, never more than a pawn, she walked away. Everyone who knew them thought she would fade away without him, that she wouldn't survive a day without the luxurious life her husband provided, but did they really know her, the real her? She didn't leave to disappear; she went to return as someone untouchable, someone her ex couldn't dare to provoke, and someone every man desired and every family wanted as their daughter-in-law. When her real identity was revealed, it left everyone shocked. She returned as the real heiress, with connections to the underworld. She returned as the woman everyone needed to bow to and fear, wrapped in diamonds and draped in the drapes of vengeance. After being betrayed once, Elara vowed she would never fall in love again, but the queens aren't safe from love either. She isn't left with much choice when her childhood fiancé returns from abroad, promising her the world she never had. Snippet: "I would be a fool to fall for a man again after everything that life has made me go through," Elara confessed, her expression edgy, a solemn hint crossing her eyes. "In that case, don't fall for me, Miss Elara. Instead, let me fall for you. Because I know for sure, you are worth fighting for," Daniel Macros said, his eyes holding nothing but pure obsession, something she had never experienced before. Elara thought dealing with one persistent pursuer was hard enough, but what would she do when her ex-husband knelt before the entire world, begging for her to return? Will she let the old flame of her love burn again, or will she let Daniel's calm presence sweep her off her feet? Disclaimer: The story is participating in the Viral Book Call 2025. Please support. The more you support me, the more motivated I'll be to write. Follow me on Instagram—@angelinabhardawaj. Bonus chapters- One magic castle = 10 chapters+reader's announcement on this book for three days.  One spacecraft = 15 chapters+ reader's announcement on this book for a week.  One golden gachapon = 20 chapters + reader's announcement on all my socials and this book for two weeks. 

On my third wedding anniversary, my husband poisoned me. As I lay dying on the cold restaurant floor, I watched him smile beside my step-sister his mistress since before our wedding day. My marriage was a lie. My love was a tool. And my death was carefully planned. I thought dying would finally set me free. Instead, I woke up three years in the past one week before I married the man who killed me. This time, I won’t be the obedient wife who walks blindly into her own grave. I’ll cancel the wedding. Expose their betrayal. And marry the one man my ex-fiancé fears the most. Adrian Blackwood. The Devil CEO. A ruthless billionaire with no mercy for his enemies. I walked into his office with a deal: “Marry me. Help me destroy Ethan Cole and I’ll give you everything you need to take him down.” I expected a cold contract marriage. What I didn’t expect… was the way he looked at me like I already belonged to him. “You’re under my protection now, Sophia,” he said calmly. “And I never let go of what’s mine.” Revenge was supposed to be simple. Love was never part of the plan. But falling for the Devil may be far more dangerous than the man who murdered me. Because Adrian Blackwood doesn’t play games. And once he chooses something he keeps it. Forever. In my first life, I died for love. In this life, I’ll make them all pay.

In his past life, Ming Yu struggled in the European and United States fashion circles, eventually becoming the well deserved king of the catwalk. After dying from a serious illness and being reborn, Ming Yu was surprised to find: Huaxia stars shone brightly, there were successful names everywhere! In this better world, on a more vigorous and brilliant stage, the first supermodel tries to reproduce the glory of another world! Interviewer: May I ask Mr Xi, this year Ming Yu said he would surpass you. As the number one global supermodel, what is your opinion on this? Xi Ze: This is a bad question. My family has very strict rules. Home Owner Ming Yu: ……. The pair of black-hearted husbands will sweep the fashion industry, conquering the world.

“Broken Wolf” is a direct spin-off of Strike Until They Fall, continuing Andrea Johnson’s story after the war that destroyed Cobra Kai. Haunted by trauma, loss, and the ghosts of every friend she couldn’t save, Andrea returns to Germany— a wounded wolf forced back into the world she left behind. But home is no longer the sanctuary she remembers. Old memories resurface, new dangers emerge, and a familiar face from her past threatens to break open everything she’s tried to bury. This is a story of grief, survival, and the painful journey toward rebuilding a life that war has shattered.

A prideful snake who bowed to no one—until he became a jealous husband. A snow tiger beast warrior feared and respected, reduced to an obedient husband. A wolf chief known as a Casanova, who never stayed—until he chose loyalty. And a selfish merman who learned generosity for the first time, expecting nothing in return for his prized possession. All of them changed after meeting one woman... After sniffing in an impossible scent. Her name is Arinya. …And unfortunately for this world, that’s me, haha. *** I wrote a book once. It was an unhinged fantasy born from my high-school brain, driven by loneliness and too many hormones. It was a world of beastmen, wild freedom, and the kind of romantic attention I could never get in real life. I poured every impossible desire into it: adventure, danger, and yes… a 'lot' of handsome partners. Before I knew it, I had a thousand chapters of pure escapism and pure thrill. Then on a college camping trip, I fell off a cliff. I expected to wake up in a hospital room but nope. I woke up on a soft field of grass, with air too fresh to belong anywhere on Earth. And then something moved behind me. Sticking out of my tailbone was... A tail. My tail? Yellow and black stripes and very, very real. I touched it. Completely real. My ears? Also gone—well, moved. They were now perched on top of my head like a confused jungle cat. And the outfit? Quite revealing, made of animal hide which matched my tail. What was going on? At first, I thought it was a prank. Or a dream. Or maybe karma is finally cashing in. But the more foreign memories evaded my mind, the clearer my situation became. This wasn't cosplay and it wasn't Earth, either. And—surprise—it wasn't even the world from my own book. Welp. I had been transported into a completely different Beastman world as a beast girl called Arinya. Sounds fun, right? Well… it would be, if I weren't apparently the ugliest duckling in the entire freaking savannah! Rejected by every potential mate I stumbled across and sneered at like a freaking eyesore. This was not how I planned my fantasy to come to reality. Trust me—if this is my fantasy come true, then someone needs to fire the author. But then again, after entering this world, I'm suddenly... Attractive. I mean, there's no change to my face and the freckles are still there, but for some reason, handsome beastmen begin to flock around me, wanting to be my mate because I smell... Pleasant. What's that all about?

[ Divine Bonding System Activated ] [ You have successfully established your first Bond. Reward gained: Art of Healing ] [ You have cultivated beside your Second Wife for 1 month. Reward gained: 10 months of cultivation ] [ Your 7th Valeria Rosethorn has learned a new Cultivation Art. Reward gained: Mountain Collapsing Palm ] [ You have annihilated the Devil Cult alongside your Fifth Wife. Reward gained: 10x Longevity Pills ] --- Vahn was a transmigrator from Earth who was suddenly thrown into a cruel cultivation world. At first, he was happy. He thought he would receive a golden finger and become immortal. But fate mocked him. At the Awakening Ceremony, he was revealed to be crippled. The villagers ridiculed him as a waste. His days were spent in rot and struggle. Yet destiny had other plans. He stumbled upon seven extraordinary women who were bound to him by a divine prophecy and shackled by fate. They were the Seven Saintesses, whose beauty could topple kingdoms and stir envy in the heavens themselves. Yet each carried struggles and scars too deep to hide. Vahn must uncover them and forge an unbreakable bond. Fortunately, he had the Divine Bonding System to aid him in his cause. --- Regular Update: 2 Ch / day. +Bonus Ch On Goals. Additional Tags: No Yuri, No Ntr, R18+ scenes (Occasional)

My engagement ended in humiliation. One moment, I was the bride-to-be. Next, my fiancé was slipping a ring onto another woman’s finger—nope, not just anyone, my half-sister! And the whole city watched. So I did the unthinkable. I kissed the one man I was never supposed to touch—his aloof, very hot, useless uncle. Dominic Fletcher. It was supposed to be revenge. A scandal to wipe away my shame. Until he stole my bra and with it, my senses… and my already fragile heart. “Give it back!” I demanded, reaching for my bra, but he only lifted it higher. “I’ll keep this as a memento, Kitten,” he murmured, eyes dark, voice dangerously seductive. But Dominic Fletcher was far from useless. Behind the nonchalant façade was a ruthless power only I had glimpsed. And now, he wants to help me take my revenge— “Marry me, sweetness,” Dominic rasped, gaze sharp as steel. “I’ll make everyone who offended you a foot mat. What do you say?” How could I say no? I’d do anything to make that worthless, piece-of-shit scumbag ex lose sleep for the rest of his life and become his worst nightmare. So I said yes—to his uncle. I became his aunt-in-law. Then I returned, victorious and unbroken. My family pleaded for me to forgive them. My ex-fiancé fell to his knees, clutching my hand. “Let’s start again, Harper,” he begged. “You’re the only one I cherish...”

Cheng Zhu, a successful young man, saw a question online: "If you were given a chance to go back and regress to the past, would you want it?" As someone publicly acknowledged in his circle as the most arrogant showoff, Cheng Zhu looked at the several thousand comments of people wanting to regress, and immediately started flexing. He replied with "Don't want it" and attached a screenshot of his bank balance showing over six million yuan. However, the next moment...He regressed!

Gray was just a normal guy. No powers. No family. No future. In a world where strength and status decide everything, he was at the bottom. He worked hard just to survive, taking care of his little sister after their parents were gone. But no matter how hard he tried, life never gave him a break. And after losing his only job, Gray was ready to give up completely. Then something strange happened. Just as about he was to end his life, an unknown voice echoed in his ears. [Welcome to the Great Tycoon System.] And for the first time, Gray had a way to fight back. From being weak and broke, he’ll rise to the top—one coin and one job at a time. Because in the world where money can buy power, Gray is about to become the richest and strongest man alive.