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Kicked Out The True Heiress is a Metaphysics Boss

[True & Fake Heiress + Metaphysics Face-Slapping + 1v1 Power Couple] After being kicked out by her snobby adoptive family, everyone thought Guan Xuxu would end up sleeping on the streets. Instead, in the blink of an eye, she was revealed to be the true heiress of the billionaire Jiang family! Seeing her new wealth, the Guan family deeply regretted their decision. Shamelessly, they demanded half of the Jiang family’s fortune as "repayment" for raising her. Guan Xuxu merely sneered. With a flick of her wrist, she activated a single Truth Talisman, instantly exposing the Guan family’s ugly, greedy faces to the entire world. When her scumbag ex-boyfriend tried to crawl back to her, she raised a hand and ensured he saw his "ancestors" every single night at exactly 3:00 AM. Her elite cousins thought she was an uneducated embarrassment. That is, until the most powerful men in the country started lining up at her door. The Head of the Song Family: "As long as Master Jiang saves my daughter, name any price!" The rival Gu Family: "If Master Jiang helps us, President Jiang will be my blood brother from now on!" Even her habitually defiant younger cousin became her biggest fanatic: "This is my only big sister! If anyone dares to curse her, I’ll curse their whole family!" The Jiang family finally realized their "poor little girl" was actually a top-tier Boss in the Xuanmen (Mystic Arts) world! Exorcising evil, drawing talismans, and saving lives Guan Xuxu was incredibly busy. She also had to find time to chase after a "Golden Thigh" for good luck. Guan Xuxu: "I'm so exhausted." Chu Beihe, the untouchable 'Golden Thigh', proactively stepped forward to share the burden, wrapping his arms around her waist: "There is no need to chase. I am already yours."
KleinMoretti26 · 17 Views

Blood Oath Seduction: Symptoms of Murder

“Are you afraid of me?” Drogo voice was quiet but something underneath it was wrong. He was calm. Too calm — Not after what he had just done with his bare hands... Karen’s lips quivered violently, but her throat refused to open. No sound escaped. The metallic scent of blood reached her nose as he climbed onto the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight. “You don’t have to be scared, Schatzi” Drogo murmured in a soft tone, tilting his head as he studied her paralysis with unsettling interest. “You’re not lying to me.” His jaw tightened faintly. “They lie,” he whispered with a gleam in his eyes. A gleam she had never seen before. Drogo added, “Every single one of them lied. They always do...” He leaned closer. “But you…” His lips curved. “You would never lie to me, Schatzi.” The sound of the German pet name he'd given her now felt heavier in her chest. Karen wanted to shake her head, to deny whatever twisted certainty he had built around her. Her body remained numb. Drogo then raised his hand, blood dripping from his fingertips onto the sheets. His fingers touched her cheek, still warm. He then dragged them slowly across her skin, leaving a dark red streak as though marking her. “You’re not scared of me…” he decided softly, almost reverently. “Only liars are scared of me.” He leaned down and pressed his blood-smeared lips to her forehead. “I know you’ll never lie to me,” he whispered against her skin. He smiled from ear to ear. “That’s why I love you.” ● ● ● Life isn't suppose to be that hard... Quite straightforward, actually. After all, Karen had just one mission. Get close enough to Drogo Vetter and extract valuable information from him — How he ended up between her legs is irrelevant. But that's not a major problem, it doesn't still affect the main mission. It's just one of those things people do to pass time and feel pleasure... What's the worse that could happen? ... Aside from Drogo being assigned as her next target. Shit.
DestinyNdi · 16.4k Views

THE FRACTURED HEAVENS

The Fractured Heavens is set in a broken martial cosmos where the sky is not the end of the world, but the lid of a sealed fragment. In the Mortal Domain, Lin Wuchen is an orphan from a minor village that treats even the weakest cultivators like nobles. He has no backing, no famous bloodline, no miraculous inheritance. Just a sharp eye, a stubborn will to live, and the ugly talent of knowing when to bow, when to run, and when to strike after everyone else has already bled. When he claws his way into a small, declining sect, he learns quickly that cultivation isn’t romance or honor. It’s pain, debt, beasts that rule mountain territories like kings, and human “righteousness” that sells apprentices for a pill. Lin Wuchen survives by acting harmless, stealing chances, driving wedges between rivals, and taking what others are too proud to touch. He wins some fights, loses others, and pays for every breakthrough with bruises, humiliation, and near-death bargains. But the deeper he goes, the more the world starts to feel wrong. Ancient ruins appear where no maps mark them. Old terms like Intent, Origin, and Domain pressure show up in places low cultivators shouldn’t even know exist. Powerful factions move as if they’re guarding secrets larger than kingdoms. And in rare, broken dreams Lin Wuchen can’t explain, he hears fragments of a language that feels familiar for reasons that make his stomach turn. Because the Mortal Domain is not the whole world. It is one shard of the Fractured Heavens—one layer in a shattered structure born from an ancient war so vast it tore reality into sealed worlds. Above the sky lie higher continents, void seas, celestial civilizations, god races, and horrors even immortals avoid speaking about. And every ascent reveals the same cruel truth: what cultivators call “the Dao” may be a system built from someone else’s corpse. As sect wars ignite, beast tides swallow regions, inheritances lure geniuses into slaughter, and ideologies clash over whether cultivation is salvation or corruption, Lin Wuchen keeps doing what he has always done. He survives. Until survival becomes power. And power forces him to face the one mystery he cannot keep running from: why his soul reacts to forbidden knowledge like it remembers… and what it means when the heavens themselves were fractured by gods who didn’t die cleanly. A grand, suspenseful wuxia/xianxia epic of ruthless growth, beast-dominated battles, ruins packed with deadly treasures, political sect games, tragic betrayals, dark humor, and a slow-burning ascent from a sealed mortal fragment to the terrifying edge of Beyond Heaven—where Lin Wuchen will either become the only one standing at the peak… or learn why the peak was forbidden in the first place.
poormonarch · 4.9k Views

Bleach : I Pick Up Attributes in Seireitei

Hasumi Ren crossed over to the Soul Society five years ago, landing right in the most dangerous era—the time when Aizen Sosuke was still a Vice-Captain, plotting in the shadows. Armed with a mysterious Attribute Collection System, Hasumi Ren can see and absorb "Experience Fragments" that drop from others. Watch Shiba Kaien release his spiritual pressure? [Reiatsu +200] Train with Shihoin Yoruichi? [Shunpo +100] Argue with Urahara Kisuke? [Intelligence +50] His plan was simple: Stay low-key, open a chain of Ichiraku Ramen shops in the Rukongai, and quietly farm attributes until he was invincible. He wanted a peaceful life, hiding his true power while playing the role of a lazy student at the Shino Academy alongside Ise Nanao. But in the Soul Society, talent is a curse. When a Menos Grande attacks during a training exercise, Hasumi Ren is forced to draw his sword. His Zanpakuto, Garenge (Chain Lotus), awakens with the terrifying ability to analyze and seal the powers of others. Now, he has caught the eye of the Stealth Force Commander Shihoin Yoruichi, provoked the corrupt Tsunayashiro Noble Family, and worst of all... he has appeared on Aizen’s radar. To survive the coming storm, Hasumi Ren must evolve. From a student to a seated officer, from a businessman to a Captain—his path to the top is paved with the dropped attributes of his enemies. TAGS : #Bleach #System #Transmigration #WeakToStrong #HidingAbilities #BusinessManagement #SmartMC #Zanpakuto #Romance #Harem #FaceSlapping #Action #SliceOfLife
hard_worker · 172.4k Views

The Devil CEO's Contract Wife

[18+ | Mature Content | Dark Romance] After slaving away for years as Ares King's sole overworked secretary, Catherine has finally had enough of his domineering and heartless attitude. She wants to quit and use the severance pay to settle her family's debts, and spend more time with her long-term boyfriend. But soon after she hands her resignation letter, she finds out that her boyfriend cheated on her. He claims she's a wreck with no future, and he's better off without her. Heartbroken and devastated, Catherine is grasping at the last straw when her boss, Ares King, proposes a contract out of the blue. "Become my wife for one year." "Why me, Mr. King?" "Because we work, Ms. Lane.” The last thing she wanted was to make a deal with the devil. But this offer is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Sell your soul to the devil for one year. How hard can that be? ********** Excerpt: "How many?" I froze. Did he expect me to count? "How. Many?" "I-I don't—Ah!" Ares spanked me again, continuously. My eyes stung, and sweet pain overtook me. I should feel sick from deriving pleasure from this, but strangely, I wasn't. "Two?" I teased, purposely getting the numbers wrong. "You shouldn't have done that." Just as I thought, he started again, but this time he drove each hit with more force until my ass was burning. "Fifteen!" I yelled, shaking. "Wrong." My heart momentarily stopped. "I got it right!" "You missed one." He pressed his hand on my searing bottom, and I moaned. I tried to squirm away, but he trapped my hands behind my back, his voice dark with warning. "Move again, and you'll regret it." ~ A/N: This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental.
Dy_zamite · 1.5m Views

Trapped In A Contract Marriage With Devil Billionaire I Hate

[This novel is a highly planned Dark Romance . It features trending tropes like "Secret Marriage," "Billionaire Obsession," and a unique "Split Personality" twist. I am committed to daily updates and long-term serialization.] I promise you will thoroughly enjoy this novel and become addicted to it. --------------------- Natalia said with disgust: "Never. I would prefer death over loving the idea of marrying you." Cedric said in a mysterious and terrifying tone: "Die then." Cedric said cruelly: "Then you won't be able to die; that is what you will get, Natalia..." Then he lowered his voice to a terrifying hiss and continued: "Pain." Cedric looking at her sharply: "But we will play the role of the couple." Natalia answered, her eyes shining with defiance: "Even if it's acting, Cedric, you will not touch me." Cedric said in a voice as low as a hiss: "I will touch you if the matter requires it, do you understand?" ------------------------ Natalia is thrown into the furnace of a war she did not choose. With a single decision from her father, the ambitions of the eighteen-year-old girl were shattered, transforming into an eternal shackle. It is not merely a marriage, but a deed of ownership to ensure the empire remains safe through a strategic alliance, under the protection of the man whose very existence she loathes: Cedric, the son of her father’s most powerful business partner. Because she has not reached the legal age for the elite, and because scandal might shake the family walls, Natalia was sentenced to be a "Secret Wife." Natalia finds herself forced to live in the Stuart family mansion, where she is compelled to share oxygen and space in one room with Cedric; the man who sees in this marriage an insult to his pride and an assassination of his freedom. Behind that closed door, the official masks fall, and the fires of hatred ignite. But the real hell for Natalia lies not only in Cedric’s cruelty, but in the presence of William; Cedric’s older brother and the person whose heart beat with love for him since her childhood. Now, Natalia finds herself trapped under one roof with the man she desired as a husband, while she is, in reality, the property of his brother whom she hates. Cedric... the cruel executioner. Cedric will not settle for silent rejection; instead, he will turn Natalia’s days into an organized "hell." Every look is a stab, every word is a spark, and every night they spend in that ill-fated room is a new round of psychological torture, where Natalia burns between the fire of her impossible love for William and the fire of her imposed hatred for Cedric.
Z_Hira · 989 Views

Regressing back in time after accepting i’m gay

Liam graduated from Westfield College two years ago, but the regrets never stopped haunting him. The fight he should have won. The reputation he never built. The emotions he locked away. The boy he refused to acknowledge. When a mysterious god offers him a second chance, Liam wakes up back in Class 4—eighteen years old again, lying in the same bunk bed at Ashford Hostel where it all began. Armed with years of experience and the confidence he lacked before, Liam is determined to rewrite his story. No more hesitation. No more living passively. No more running from who he truly is. But changing the past isn’t just about making different choices. It’s about confronting the moments that shaped him—the fight with Franklyn that defined his reputation, the friendships he took for granted, and most importantly, Oliver Mason, the platinum-haired junior who will one day mean everything to him. In the original timeline, Mason became Liam’s school son when he reached Class 1. Their bond grew deeper than any mentorship should, and Mason fell in love. But Liam, terrified of his own feelings, locked his heart away and focused only on their roles as school father and son. It was a regret that haunted him long after graduation. Now, Liam has asked the god for one impossible gift: for Mason to slowly regain memories of their future together. But Mason is still Class 0, and those memories won’t fully return for six months to a year. Until then, Liam must navigate the delicate balance of protecting Mason from afar, building his reputation for Class 5, and learning to accept the truth he spent his first life denying. This is a story about second chances, self-discovery, and finding the courage to live authentically. In a world of hostel hierarchies, football matches, brutal roasting sessions, and late-night gisting, Liam will learn that the hardest fight isn’t against others—it’s against yourself. A slow-burn BL novel set in a boarding school, told through internal monologue, slice-of-life moments, and the bittersweet journey of a boy learning to embrace who he’s always been.
Milton_Miller · 10.2k Views