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[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.

Hiraya Chavez never dreamt that death would cause her to transmigrate into the body of Carmelita Mendoza, the pretty young neglected pregnant widow of the rich and influential Mendoza family. Known by many names; a ruthless assassin, a masked vigilante, a master of deception, and the cyber mage, Hiraya was a legend both feared and abhorred. She was her own boss and bowed down to no one. But everything changes when Hiraya become the victim of a premeditated explosion. She wakes up in a hospital, with memories that do not belong to her and a friendly-looking nurse addressing her as Carmelita. "Who the hell is Carmelita?" ***** Orphaned at birth and forced to marry into a family that despises her, Carmelita Mendoza endured two miserable years of being married to a drunk, an abusive wife beater and a chronic gambler. Her seemingly pathetic life turns for the worse when her husband dies in a ghastly car accident. On the day of her husband's funeral, a man arrives at the memorial venue, flaunting naked pictures of himself and Carmelita entangled intimately, while claiming he is responsible for her mysterious pregnancy. Branded an adulterer and stripped of her entitlement to her husband's property, Carmelita is banished by her in-laws, with nothing except the torn clothes on her body. Rejected, broken, and depressed, Carmelita decides to take her own life by jumping off a tall building. However, instead of crashing on the cold, concrete floor, her body drops on the roof of a sleek grey Maybach Exelero, parked by the roadside. What would happen when Carmelita, now Hiraya, is confronted by Kendrick Silva - an enigmatic business tycoon and the third heir to the richest family in LampStone- for the damage to his car and for stealing his heart? Would she give love a second chance when she discovers that Ken is the mysterious man responsible for her pregnancy? And most importantly, what would she do to protect her adorable son when Hiraya's past life catches up with her?

Tags: High Martial Arts, System, Hot-Blooded, Campus Belle, Ruthless, Overpowered. Luo Yang transmigrates into a high-martial world mirroring reality and awakens as the rich, powerful villain—destined to be nothing more than a simp and cannon fodder for the heroine. What? Zhang Yiming, the Martial King, is about to step into the Martial Emperor realm with a million-card qi-blood? Another Martial King has already broken through to the Eighth Realm? Luo Yang freezes. Zhang Yiming… isn’t that the future tycoon from his previous life? And he himself—the sole heir of a top Huaxia family—actually chose to grovel before a fake-tsundere campus goddess? “Sorry. I despise simps the most.” The moment he refuses to lick boots, the system activates. Breathe once. Gain 1 qi-blood. Reject simping. Obtain King-tier martial art: Four Suppression Dragon Seal. Survive one full day of breathing. Reward: Great Xia Breathing Technique. When Luo Yang steps into the Martial Realm and slays the so-called Child of Destiny on the life-and-death stage, the icy campus belle turns back in tears. “This time… can I be the one chasing you?”

Chen Yuxi thought she was just another ordinary employee at GuoTech, invisible in a world of billionaires and power games. But everything changed the day Lin Guo, the enigmatic CEO, discovered he could read her thoughts. Suddenly, every fleeting frustration, every secret fear, every private desire she had ever thought was hers alone… was exposed. He was cold, ruthless, and untouchable—yet curiously fascinated by her honesty, her chaos, and the sparks she ignited in him. For Chen Yuxi, survival meant keeping her wits and heart intact, even as Lin Guo’s mindreading pulled her into a dangerous, intoxicating game of power, secrets, and irresistible desire. But the deeper she fell, the harder it became to hide her feelings… and the more she realized that the man who could hear her thoughts might also be the only one who could understand her heart.

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 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?

A century ago, colossal stone swords descended from the skies, stabbing deep at the heart of twenty-eight cities. Like so began the Sword Trials. Worlds against Worlds, Race against Race in a separate, unique, battleground realm that resembled the greatest sword-themed, faction versus faction MMORPG that ever existed. Levels, Legendary Equipment, Hidden Quests, Guilds, Territories, Spawns, NPCs, Sword Skills, Loot that could transcend worlds through a special currency… Only those who can awaken their sword marks would be called Bladeborns, warriors of their race. Armed with Soulbound Swords of varying tiers that decided their ranking in the modern hierarchy, they would fight for the continued existence of their worlds. Ending the battle, however, proved far more difficult than expected. A seemingly unbreakable hundred-year stalemate was reached. The apocalyptic ending eventually faded from everyone’s minds, and being a Bladeborn suddenly turned into a profession. Some even treated the Sword Trials as a mere game. Schools began adding swordsmanship classes as a major subject, and those who excelled beyond their peers at the same high school would be called Sword Prince and Princesses. One such celebrity was Daru Finnley, a young man who had an unusual love for the sword. Labeled the Fallen Sword Prince after a disastrous awakening ceremony, the title of genius changed into garbage overnight. But his “trash” sword held a secret. And so did his soul… Three worlds WILL fall.

Rebirth + Era + 1960's - Femine + System Space + Military + Powerful Male protogonist At seventy-eight years old, she died with nothing but regret. Only at the end of her life did she learn the cruel truth— the world she had struggled through was nothing more than a novel. And she… was cannon fodder. Her father, once a Squad leader, was falsely branded a traitor and executed. Her three brilliant elder brothers were crushed one by one, stepping stones for the novel’s so-called “female lead.” Her family’s blood paved the road to the heroine’s glory. She could only watch helplessly as the heroine’s family prospered while hers was destroyed. Powerless. Broken. Too late. But fate was not finished with her. A falling flowerpot ended her life— and opened her eyes once more. 1958. She is thirteen years old again. Her parents are alive. Her brothers are alive. Everything has not yet begun. In the turbulent 1960s era, she awakens with memories of her previous life and an unexpected System Space that grants her resources and hidden advantages. This time, she will not be cannon fodder. She will not allow her family to be sacrificed. She will not let the so-called heroine step on their corpses to rise. Amid famine, political storms, and the shifting tides of the era, she quietly builds strength, gathers supplies within her mysterious space, and protects her family step by step. And standing in the shadows of the military compound is a powerful, sharp-eyed man— a future commander whose destiny was never meant to intertwine with hers. In her previous life, he stood at the peak of power. In this life, he watches her change everything. This time— She will become the author of her own fate. (Original) PS-: The Story is taking place in the parallel world, so although the historical events are same, characters are fiction.

(trigger warning. This book contains mature themes) ****** "I can't..." she gasped between broken moans, her voice trembling somewhere between pain and pleasure. Every thrust seemed to blur the line between surrender and defiance. Then she whispered a name between her sweet cries ...it wasn’t mine. I froze. A slow, humorless smile curved my lips as the sound of his name filled the space between us. “Raph…” she breathed. I leaned in, my mouth brushing her ear. Feeling her tremble from touch until my teeth nibbled her earlobes hard enough to make her whimper and her fold to clench around my fingers. “Wrong name, Lynn.” I hissed, withdrawing from the warmth of her insides. I felt her body tense. She clawed at my shoulders, a desperate plea in every touch. “Don’t…” she whimpered. Those jade-like eyes unravelled me that moment. I could feel the ache in my trousers. A troublesome little viper. A cruel smile traced my lips hiding my emotions. “You called the wrong name,” I murmured, my voice low, dangerous. “And bad girls deserve to be punished.” Her glossy eyes met mine... so full of confusion, want, and power she didn’t yet understand. If she only knew how close I was to breaking. Because the only name she should be calling… was mine. Lucien. I craved it as badly as the air I breathe. ****** For better or for worse, till death do us part. That was their vows at the altar, but her husband broke them first.. He claims an open marriage is the solution to their childless marriage and that it's to protect her own interests. But all Braelyn sees is a prison built from guilt and lies. One heartbroken night, she stumbles into a karaoke bar and into the arms of Lucien. A man shrouded in mystery, rebellion, and danger. His very presence tells her to run but it also gives her the solace she craved. She never expected to see him again after she ran, forgetting his sinful existence, but life wasn't done making a joke out of her. Lucien isn't just any man, but one who can destroy everything she believes in. The man she was never meant to meet. Her husband's uncle The black sheep of the Volkov dynasty. A man whose desire will ruin her. Lucien knows she can't be his, but he was never a man who respected social norms. He doesn't care about anything but her every sin and touch. All he wants… is her, no matter how sinful it gets.

In the world of cultivation, whoever has the biggest fist makes the rules. Whoever has the highest cultivation lives the longest. As for me? I choose to sell clothes! What do you mean fashion is useless? If you don’t look good, then what’s the use of cultivating? Young Master, why do you need healing pills? I’ll sell you these gloves that can heal your injuries; you just need to slap someone in the face with them. Fellow Daoist, there’s no need to cultivate so hard, I’ll sell you a robe that can fake your cultivation for five minutes each day. You just have to pull your pants down before using it. The world will soon know my name, for I, Shopkeeper Tang, sell clothes that will make you the strongest! But of course, I’ll always be stronger.

"Special Admission, Rank 1." That was the title on the golden invitation I threw into the trash three months ago. Back then, I was the Crime Lord of Oakhaven. I had money, territory, and an ego that touched the sky. Why would a King lower himself to attend a school? I was arrogant. I was foolish. And I paid the price. It took less than an hour for a single knight to turn my criminal empire into a graveyard. He didn't just defeat me; he ignored me. I was an ant beneath the boot of a god. Broken and desperate, I used my last asset: a golden letter granting me entry to Zenith Imperial Academy as "Special Admission Rank 1." It’s a lie. I’m not a prodigy. I’m a fraud with no foundation, surrounded by the strongest heirs in the Empire who want to see me bleed. I can’t cast their spells. I can’t hold their weapons. But I can steal their lives. My Authority is [Usurper]. While they study theory, I steal reflexes. While they practice honor, I copy trauma. I am not here to learn. I am here to hunt. My targets are the "Four Calamities"—four women who hold powers strong enough to rewrite reality. They think I’m their peer. They don’t know I’m the parasite waiting to hollow them out. I’m going to make them mine. Discord: https://discord.gg/FK9GfrSjtb

Ten years ago, Sylvain Vale was the untouchable prince of the powerful Vale Empire. Then everything collapsed. His family’s wealth vanished overnight, his parents whereabouts unknown and his brother now faces an unjust criminal sentence that could destroy what little remains of their legacy. Desperate, Sylvain enters The Gilded Cage—the city’s most elite underground club, where power, desire, and submission are bought and sold to the highest bidder. But the man who rules this dangerous world is someone Sylvain knows all too well. Silas Vane. The boy Sylvain once humiliated and called a dog. Now Silas holds absolute power over him. “You used to call me a dog, little prince,” Silas murmurs coldly. “Now… let’s see how well you beg for your leash.” In a world of revenge, obsession, and forbidden desire, Sylvain must decide: How much of himself is he willing to lose… just to survive?

Leo died in a stupid accident. He wakes up inside a novel he once read — as Viscount Damien Kaelan, a petty villain whose only role in the story is to falsely accuse the powerful Duke of Blackwood… and then die in disgrace. There’s just one problem. He’s already accused the Duke. With debt collectors at his door, his reputation in ruins, and a mysterious system assigning him survival “quests,” Leo has one goal: rewrite his death flag before the plot catches up to him. But the Duke is watching. Cold. Intelligent. Unforgiving. And far more interested in Damien’s sudden transformation than he should be. In a world of nobles, politics, and quiet power struggles, survival isn’t about strength. It’s about knowing which lies to tell… and who’s dangerous enough to see through them.

My name is Lucifer Obsidian Valcrest. I am heir to one of the most powerful noble houses in the kingdom. People calls me arrogant,cruel,womaniser and whatnot.And mind you I am. Or at least… that’s how I was supposed to go in my life. Something happened which caused me at the centre of a conspiracy which will lead me to my Destruction. After all those years of existing, I got to know that I am a mere extra,a discarded pawn in the grand scheme of things. This world worships heroes. It protects their chosen ones. It sacrifices everything else. Including me. I was never meant to survive. I was the stepping stone , the villain the hero crushes to prove his righteousness. The extra with some screen time. But I refuse to die for someone else’s glory. I know where this world is heading. Demons will rise. Gods will watch. The so-called saviors will fall. And in the chaos, fate will demand a sacrifice. This time, it won’t be me. Let the hero chase destiny. Let heaven judge it's followers. I will rewrite the ending. And if the world insists on calling me a villain, Then I will become the one it should have feared from the beginning. Discord - https://discord.gg/PdgEkxg8

Her husband had a dream to become the strongest Alpha and unite the Eastern regions. So for five years, Rena Mirel buried herself in research to create something that could make her husband's dream come true. Yet, just when success was within reach, Rena realised her entire life was nothing more than a lie. After discovering her marriage was nothing more than a carefully staged sham, she lost everything in one devastating blow. And the man she once called husband was preparing to marry another woman, as if their life together never existed. As though to him, she was simply disposable. To the world, she was foolish. But grief is a dangerous thing when it hardens into resolve. So when Rhys Carter, Rogue Billionaire, powerful, ruthless, and nothing like the weak man she once loved, shows interest in her research, she is faced with a choice. Stay broken… Or rise. This time, she’s not choosing a scumbag. She’s choosing power. And the Alpha she plans to pick does not lose.

Zhao Tian’s life was ordinary—boring, predictable, and filled with the frustrations of an average husband married. That is, until a mysterious system appeared, granting him wealth, skills, and vitality beyond imagination. With a low chance of conceiving, every point of vitality matters, and every mission could change his life—and his future with his beloved wife, Li Meiyue. From surviving office bullies who think they can push him around, to turning simple errands and shopping trips into chaotic, hilarious missions, Zhao Tian discovers that life is anything but ordinary. Each task brings outrageous rewards—millions in cash, business shares, fighting skills, and even luxury cars—while testing his wit, courage, and devotion. As he navigates a world filled with villains, jealous colleagues, and absurd challenges, Zhao Tian learns that love, cunning, and a little system-guided chaos can make even the most impossible dreams achievable. And through it all, one truth remains: with Li Meiyue by his side, no mission is impossible, no reward too outrageous, and no enemy too clever.

Fang Hong gets adopted by a kind old man when he was an infant but the old man dies when he was fifteen years old before he could embrace in the path of immortality. When the Immortals came to his village to check the talents of the mortals and take them to the Immortal sect, he couldn't get in due to his mixed spiritual roots. But unknown to all his talent was number one under heaven as he rose to conquer the continent within a few years of his cultivation journey.

Let's not pretend like we haven't heard this story before. Mana descends upon an unprepared world. Dungeons rupture reality. Monsters pour out. Humanity awakens in response—some with sparks, some with power capable of leveling continents. Aris Ashborne was born into that world. His problem? He was too damn cute to be taken seriously! Media companies treat him like heaven's favourite mascot. Fellow awakened dote on him as if he isn't ranked among the strongest humans alive. Confessions pile up. Stalkers appear. The title "Cutest Awakened" follows him everywhere. No one seems interested in how he earned his S-rank. It's hard to command fear when people are asking what skincare routine you use. Oh well. Being underestimated has its own perks too. Truth is, Aris Ashborne is one of the few people that has transcended the ranking system entirely. He is among the few that could very well rule the world if he wanted to. But for now, he is contempt with being called a cutie. After all, monsters don't always look the part.

On the night of her fifth wedding anniversary, Seraphina Vale dies watching her husband smile over a glass of champagne he knows she will never finish. When she opens her eyes again, she is standing in her childhood bedroom, staring at her untouched wedding gown. It is the day before she marries Adrian Hawthorne, the charming billionaire who will one day steal her family’s company, ruin her father’s legacy, and leave her bleeding on a marble staircase while his mistress calls it an accident. This time, Seraphina does not walk down the aisle. Instead, she signs a contract marriage with Adrian’s greatest rival Lucien Ashford, the ruthless CEO who was destroyed and bankrupted by Adrian in her previous life. Lucien wants revenge, Seraphina wants justice, and their marriage is supposed to be a transaction but as she guides him through corporate traps she already remembers, and he shields her from dangers she once faced alone, cold calculation begins to feel dangerously close to devotion. Meanwhile, Adrian is unraveling. The woman who once loved him without question now looks at him like he is already a ghost, and he cannot understand why losing her feels like losing something he never knew was irreplaceable.

Corpse Flower—a failed experimental super-soldier enhancement drug that caused the undead outbreak. Disguised—or rather, misused—as an effective morning-after pill, Corpse Flower turned incompatible women into the first undead, spreading the outbreak across the world and plunging the 21st century into a dark age. But even the darkest cloud has a silver lining. Among those who survived were women compatible with Corpse Flower. The drug turned them half-undead, granting them strength equal to genetically enhanced super-soldiers. The Energy stored in their wombs also gave them access to supernatural abilities. The women who claimed the title of Corpse Flower weren't the only ones who rose up to fight the threat of the evolving undead. Chosen men, through love and lust, earned the title of Alpha, gaining temporary power by being infected through intimacy with their half-undead lovers. And to bring hope and salvation, certain girls exist whose blood holds the power to turn the tide of the war against the undead—girls known as Lycoris.

Light is a young 18 year old university student who after ending his life, is given a chance at life in another world but on one condition.....he has to become a vessel to trap the demon king before he wrecks more havoc into the slowly decaying islands of Mistiria. With the help of two unhinged companions he sets out train and find the strength he needs to seal the demon king where those who tried failed.