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“This is the end… I’m going to die.” That should have been my last thought when everyone abandoned me during a dungeon break, until Ezekiel appeared. With a single strike of his scythe, he saved my life. To me, he was a savior. To the rest of the world, he was a monster a cold, ruthless “brutal ranker” feared by all. No matter how much I tried to tell the truth, no one believed me. Years later, I saw him again… at his funeral, betrayed and murdered by his own allies. But when I’m granted a single wish, time rewinds to the day of his death, and I awaken with the power to change everything. This time, I won’t just save him, I’ll destroy the so-called heroes who ruined him. They called him a monster… now I’ll show them what a real one looks like. A devil wearing an innocent face, loved by the masses and hailed as an idol and a saint. Modern fantasy x Romance — Slight Smut (Female lead's POV) TW: Unstable and white lotus FL with tiny yandere behavior ( More images for this novel available in my profile ) #modernfantasy #romance #femaleleadpov #dungeons #rankers #adventurers #monsters #gates#internet#revenge

Family is a luxury not everyone can afford. Adelyn learned that the day Clara returned to the Scott family —and she quietly stopped belonging. No one abused her. No one hurt her openly. But the love that was once hers alone became divided. The attention that once chose her … became something she had to borrow. And whenever something precious stood between her and Clara —Adelyn was the one asked to let go. Not once. Not twice. But every single time. Her dreams. Her choices. Her place in the family. Her heart didn’t break in a single moment —it wore down slowly … until nothing remained worth fighting for. So, she erased herself from their world. Not in anger. Not in revenge. But to save what little of herself was left. ————— Seven years later, Adelyn returned. Not for the Scott family. Not for their love. She came back for the dreams she was once forced to abandon —and this time, nothing would be taken from her. No compromises. No sacrifices. Only her life. Her rules. She breathed in freedom. “No family…no shackles.” But just then— Two small arms wrapped around her legs. She stiffened. Looking down, she met a pair of familiar doe eyes staring up at her with unwavering trust. “Mama … Eira waited long for you. Don’t leave again.” …Mama? Before she could understand or react, a tall shadow fell over them. A man stood there —gaze sharp, cold, claiming —looking at her like she had belonged to him. “You dared to show up again?” Adelyn felt clueless. She would have asked him what he meant, however — Before she could speak — the ground vanished beneath her feet. A powerful arm lifted her effortlessly. “Since you dared …” his voice dropped —low, restrained, dangerous. “Don’t think of escaping again.

Odesse had always made sure she never got too close to the wolves. A human servant living beneath the rule of the Silverclaw Pack, Odesse survives quietly in a world where humans are weak, disposable, and forgotten. But everything changes the night she accidentally intrudes on a sacred mating ceremony and receives the impossible — the Alpha’s mark. Valex, the feared and cursed Alpha King of the Moonlight Pack, has spent years carrying the rumors of death and destruction. Every woman who ever mated with him died, and the curse surrounding him cost him his throne, his reputation, and nearly his humanity. So when a human girl appears bearing his mark, the wolf world is thrown into chaos. Taken into Moonlight Palace as Valex’s personal servant, Odesse soon finds herself trapped between fear and attraction as an uncontrollable bond pulls them closer together. But while desire grows, so do the secrets surrounding her existence. Nightmares haunt her sleep. Black blood stains her tears. Visions blur the line between reality and illusion. And hidden truths about her parents, her bloodline, and the Moon Spirit begin to surface. As rival packs scheme, enemies watch from the shadows, and an ancient curse tightens around Valex, Odesse discovers she may not only be tied to his fate… but to the fate of the entire wolf kingdom. In a world ruled by power, betrayal, and dangerous love, Odesse must decide whether her bond with Valex will become her salvation… or the very thing that destroys them both. From servant to Alpha Queen, her destiny was never ordinary.

The beginning of the apocalypse brought chaos and disaster to humanity. It tore away the mask of society and revealed the cruelty hiding beneath. Ivy Ravencroft experienced it all firsthand. Her family was unfair and cruel, and they abused her so badly that she went blind. Her lover died trying to protect her, and she spent the next five years struggling to survive, until she finally died in the apocalypse. But then, Ivy woke up again, reborn in the first year of the apocalypse. At first, she felt hopeless. If only she had returned to a time before the apocalypse, she could have gathered food, weapons, and supplies to survive better. Still, she was grateful for one thing: she had kept her special ability, the power to create safe zones. This time, Ivy made a promise. She would protect her lover, find her real family, and take revenge on everyone who had hurt her. .................................. "Huh? Why is there a bento box lying here?" Ivy asked, confused. "What bento? Are you trying to trick me again?" Silas asked, sadness in his eyes. "This one!" Ivy said, holding up the packaged meal and waving it at him. "What the... where did that come from?" Silas stared at it in shock. Ivy’s eyes widened. She realized something, only she could see these items, and when she picked them up, they became real. "Can… I buy it from you?" Silas asked, unsure. "Of course. But I won't give it to you for free." Ivy smiled like a fox. Silas closed his eyes; he was ready for her to demand something sky-high and said, "Okay. Tell me how many gold bars you want." Ivy smiled and teased, "I don't want gold bars; they are way too cheap. I want one kiss." Silas: Blushing hard. His subordinates: "..." This wave of dog food was too unexpected! ....................................................... With the supplies, picking a superpower and a safe zone superpower, Ivy built her own residential area. She gained Kindness Energy and multiplied supplies with the help of Temporal Storage. While other bases struggled to make a simple house, she used her golden finger to make luxurious buildings and rent them out, becoming the big shot in the apocalypse.

Set in the magical world of Ruminia, the story follows Lyrian Mercer and Reone Damascus, two powerful Resonant who used to date in college but ended up breaking up and going their separate ways at the very last day of school. The two are reunited two years later, at the royal wedding of their mutual friends. The universe doesn’t want them to be together, so naturally, things go downhill from there. The wedding is attacked, and the two are forced—mostly due to unforeseen circumstance—to work together, catch the person responsible and stop him from doing any more damage to Ruminia, all while trying to survive the magical elements. As if that wasn't difficult enough already, all they seem to be able to focus on is their resurfacing feelings for each other and their past history. With all of this on their plate, will Lyrian and Reone manage to carry out their mission, save Ruminia from getting destroyed? Read the story to find out. ***** Disclaimer: This story focuses on a non-explicit romance with a lot of action and magic.

"Stop." His voice is low and controlled and furious underneath both. "Whatever you're doing in there the books, the reading, the tucking in — stop." "They asked me to read to them," I say evenly. "I don't care what they asked." He takes a step toward me and I hold my ground, which seems to make it worse. "You've been here for just less than two weeks, and you're already in Dorian's room, touching his things, letting them climb all over you like you're" He stops, jaw tight. "You're not their mother. You're on a twelve-month contract." "I'm aware of what I am," I say. "Are you?" Something sharp enters his expression. "Because from where I'm standing it looks like a woman playing a very long game. Soften up the children, charm the staff, make yourself indispensable — and then what? You think I don't see it?" Something cold moves through my chest, but I keep my face neutral. "You think I'm doing this to get to you." "Aren't you?" He says it like it's obvious, like I'm naive for pretending otherwise, and the contempt in it is so clean and practiced that for one second I almost believe I deserve it. "You should wake up from that delusion. Whatever you think you're building here — it won't work, you will never have me." He moves before I register it, closing the distance between us in one smooth step, and then his hand is at my neck, warm and deliberate, his thumb pressing lightly against my pulse like he's checking whether I'm afraid, and the answer my body gives him is humiliating. His mouth drops to the curve of my neck and shoulder, not rough — slow, purposeful, his lips dragging against my skin like he has all the time in the world and knows exactly what he's doing with it, and I shudder despite everything I know about this man and this moment and exactly what he's trying to prove. "This," he murmurs against my skin, his voice low and terrible and close, "is all you'll ever get from me." ********* Sloane Carter had her work stolen, her body broken, and her heart shattered in pieces. Then a truck ran her off the road on a rainy night, and she woke up inside the worst romance novel she had ever read. Wrong century, wrong country. Wrong body. Twelve-month contract marriage to a man carved from ice, three feral six-year-olds, and a dead man's secret buried so deep the whole empire is rotting from the root. In the novel, the heroine smiles gently, loves quietly, and dies before anyone notices she was worth saving. Sloane has bruised ribs, a stolen career, years of swallowed rage and absolutely no intention of following the original script. The cold CEO didn't bargain for a woman who'd already survived the worst he could ever be. Neither did the man who put her in that car. He thought killing Sloane Carter would silence her. He had no idea it would set her free.

Hei Anjing is an extreme type of person. Mischievous and loves to play around with annoying people. A Devil may care attitude when in his good mood but horribly terrifying when angered. A cold hearted person with an unparalleled intelligence, who treated others as entertainment. A Nethergod who was supposed to be a Lord that governed the Netherworld as a ruler. Cruelty and Mercilessness are his nature. But despite that his heart only beats for one person. His love, feelings and obsession are for his alone. One whose memories were sealed for some reason. While the other lost his right as a lord and his soul fragments were scattered all over different worlds. Then they've met in those worlds. Bullying the heaven's beloved children and destroying the plots of the worlds creating endless chaos. With both the MC and ML having some problems in the brain and are psychopaths. Will the world end or not? "I will chase and capture you, over and over again. Imprisoning you in my embrace. Until there will be no gaps for you to escape anymore. You are my obsession and my everything." "Capture me. Find me. As long as you do, I will stay by your side until the end. There is no need for you to know what I did for you." A hellish ride of two shameless and evil people. The true meaning of their relationship was hidden within those sealed memories. An action packed journey with thrilling and full of suspense events which you wouldn't like to miss! NO ONE 17 AND UNDER. You have been warned. Credits for the Char. photo: Natalie Riverson (Pinterest)

Before meeting Shen Xu, all Zhen Yuan wanted was to seek the dao and cultivate to the peak. After meeting Shen Xu, he thought the dao was important, but his wife was the most important. When Shen Xu transmigrated into a book, he mistakenly believed that Zhen Yuan was not a character in the original story. What he didn't expect was that his husband was the most mysterious and powerful unnamed character in the original novel.

Lucia Watts was once the golden daughter of Tomasso City, born into an illustrious family, raised in love, and destined for brilliance. But at seventeen, she made one fatal mistake: she brought a stranger named Anna Smith into her home. That mistake destroyed everything. Betrayed by the woman she trusted, Lucia’s father was framed and sentenced to life imprisonment. Her family collapsed overnight. Her father died under the wheels of oncoming traffic. Her mother lost her sanity. The hospital that carried her family’s name was stolen. Lucia died that day. And Emma Wilson was born. Four years later, Emma returns as the elegant and untouchable director of a Swiss cosmetics empire. Beautiful, ruthless, and patient, she has only one purpose: to drag Anna Smith and everyone who helped her into hell. Her path of revenge leads her straight to Ricard Anderson, Anna’s fiancé, a powerful CEO, and the perfect weapon. Lucia approaches him knowingly, seduces him deliberately and lets him fall in love with her step by step. She uses his desire, his influence, and his devotion as pieces on her chessboard. Ricard knows the truth. He knows she is using him. He knows her love is a lie. And yet, he chooses to stay. “I know I’m just a pawn,” he says. “But I’m willing.” As secrets are exposed, traps are set and blood debts are repaid, love becomes the most dangerous variable. Lucia wins her revenge but at the cost of everything else. Because some love stories are never meant to be saved. And some women choose revenge over redemption. ... Umee say that: Hi there! First of all, thank you for the interest and for the enthusiasm. Truly. Every time I open my comments and see new invitations to add Discord, buy promotion packages, commission comic adaptations, or “have a quick chat,” I’m reminded that my story has somehow wandered into a very busy marketplace. That said, I should probably set expectations gently before anyone invests too much energy. I’m not looking for promotion services, paid advertising or commissioned artwork. Not because they’re bad ideas, just because they’re not ideas I currently need. I don’t have the budget, the urgency or the illusion that my story is secretly one step away from becoming the next global phenomenon. I’m very aware of where my work stands. It’s doing okay. Respectably okay. Not “adapt-everything-immediately” okay. My passion for writing exists but it hasn’t reached the stage where common sense quietly exits the room. I promise I’m not underestimating myself, I’m simply being realistic, which is a personality trait I’ve grown quite attached to. Another small but important thing: I’m not really interested in chatting, exchanging ideas, networking, or building creative alliances in private messages. I write best when left alone. I think best when no one is pitching anything to me. And I function best when my inbox is not screaming for attention. So if I don’t reply, please know it’s not personal, it’s just me choosing silence over small talk. That being said, if you’re genuinely curious about me rather than what I can potentially become or produce, if you want to see my everyday life, random thoughts, quiet moments and the unmarketable parts of my existence, I do have my Instagram linked in my bio. You’re welcome to follow it. No proposals required. No introductions needed. Just observation, at your own pace. I truly wish you the best with your creative work, your art, your promotions, and your ambitions. Creating something and trying to get it seen is hard, I respect that deeply. I just prefer to walk my path slowly, quietly, and without turning every interaction into a business opportunity. Thank you for understanding, for stopping by, and for letting me return peacefully to my writing corner, where the only thing I’m selling is words.

One minute, Penelope is laying in a hospital bed accepting her fate, and the next she transmigrated into a post-apocalyptic novel. What? The opening scene was a famous one where she drugged the male lead and plotted against him. The male lead hated the original owner and wanted to kill her. First Step: Stay away from the male lead. Second Step: Stay away from the female lead. Easy, right? Wrong. Why are both leads determined to be around me?

"Is this a second life? Maybe. All I know is that the old Siwon is dead, and this new version... she’s dangerous." My name is Siwon. I’ve reached a point where there is no turning back. And honestly? I don't even want to. I actually love this messy, dark world now. After becoming the queen of the Mafia world, the same old questions keep screaming in my head: Can I really finish my revenge? Or am I just another soul trapped in this cycle of blood and shadows? Can I actually change anything or nothing? I'm done being a 'mistress' waiting for some king to save me. I’m here to rewrite the rules. I’m here for my own damn purpose. But in this game, will I finally be free... or will this world just swallow me whole? So, if you're brave enough, welcome to my world of darkness."

Emma Greens was always the unwanted daughter—an adopted omega with no bloodline, no status, and no future. When her perfect sibling secretly marries her off to a mysterious Alpha, Emma expects cruelty… but instead she meets Brandon—powerful, dangerously handsome, and strangely obsessed with her. Whispers in the pack claim he loves another woman, one hidden behind locked doors. Heartbroken, Emma prepares to leave… until she discovers the truth. The Alpha’s secret obsession has always been her. Now, with forbidden love, deadly rivalries, and a pack that will never accept her, Emma must fight for the Alpha who had loved her in secret for eleven years—or risk losing him forever. Every choice comes with danger, every glance carries secrets, and every heartbeat could be her last. Will Emma survive the pack’s deadly politics and claim the Alpha meant for her?

Amara, a wealthy aristocrat's well-bred daughter with a secret to hide, is thrown into despair when her world is suddenly shattered after discovering she isn’t the Caldwells' biological daughter. It was incredibly convenient for her father to discard years of love, devotion, and family ties, quickly sending her as a marriage tribute to a Werewolf Prince after receiving an invitation that, according to the Peace Treaty between Werewolves and Humans, required one of his daughters. It no longer mattered that she wasn’t truly a Caldwell, nor that she was already in love with someone else. So, on the night of her planned elopement with her lover, her fate with the monster was ruthlessly sealed. Forget that the Alpha Prince is a cursed monster—yet, why is he always in her face, treating her like his perfect plaything to pass the time? But most importantly, if he truly doesn't care about her, why do those who cross her suddenly disappear or get punished? — Excerpt: Amara could feel the tension in the way Alexander stood before her—the restraint in his silence, the weight of his attention pressing against her body. He shouldn’t be this close to her after cornering her against a tree. “Do you know what happens when I want something?” he asked, his voice dangerously controlled. Her breath trembled, but she shook her head. “I—I don’t know.” “I take it.” Amara inhaled sharply as she lifted her gaze to meet his dark, conflicted eyes, burning with something that made her heart stutter. “Then why haven’t you?” she whispered. His gaze dropped briefly to her lips. “Because if I cross that line,” he said, “I won’t stop.” “Then cross it.” Her voice was barely audible. Instantly, the restraint in Alexander’s eyes shattered. He lowered his head and claimed her mouth in a desperate, hungry kiss.

[Congratulations, Terran survivor #99598, for activating the Universe Assistance System!] Althea, along with the remaining 1% of the population of their home planet, stared at the holographic screen in front of them in confusion. Their galaxy was apparently ending, and suddenly announcements from an alien system appeared in their heads, telling them they would be permanently transferred to another world. The survivors were all very depressed. First, they were forced to survive in a zombie apocalypse, and now they had to survive a new world altogether? It just so happened that Althea was one of the few people who got the Lord Token, the ticket to controlling a territory---a supposed safe haven for her people. Althea looked at her very large stomach and sighed at an unknown future. Would she be able to build a good home for her children? And... would she and her husband find each other again? #Apocalypse, #Josei, #Romance, #BeautifulFL, #HandsomeML, #PowerCouple, #Infrastructure, #MagicSpace, #KingdomBuilding, #Adventure, #Pregnancy, #Game Elements, #System #LitRPG ____ Now an E-BOOK~! Please rate, ne? WILL HELP US OUT SOOO MUCHH~! Book 1: AMAZON: https://a.co/d/hy7Rocr GOODREADS: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/203724162-after-surviving-the-apocalypse-i-built-a-city-in-another-world ____ READERS LOUNGE NOW OPEN~! (Readers ONLY please!) https://discord.gg/w8qKw2yaNK

Wen Ci struggled to survive in the apocalypse for three years, only to transmigrate into the 1980s as the real heiress forced into a substitute marriage. The moment she arrived, her own mother pressured her to marry in another’s place. Wen Ci had never been one to submit, even in death. Rather than be manipulated, she leapt into the river to escape— Only to be rescued the very next second. Looking up, she found herself staring at a tall, broad-shouldered man with a face so handsome it could ruin nations. Practically drooling, Wen Ci blinked and asked, “Just passing by?” The man replied coldly, “Your husband.” Wen Ci froze. Her arranged husband… Was this devastatingly handsome big shot? If she’d known sooner, why would she have jumped into the river? She would’ve happily gone straight to enjoying married life! — Later, Wen Ci was assigned to assist at a hospital, where she often heard the doctors speak in awe of a certain “Living Yama” in the Northwest— A man swift and decisive, stern and impartial, so intimidating that anyone who met him trembled. Remembering Wen Ci was married, one doctor asked curiously, “Where is your husband stationed?” Just as Wen Ci was about to answer— She looked up and saw Huo Jingyuan standing in the doorway in civilian clothes, his expression as cold as ever. The doctor hurriedly tugged her sleeve and whispered, “That’s him—the Living Yama!” Wen Ci walked over to him. “Why are you here?” Huo Jingyuan looked at her and answered evenly, “To take you home.”

When the devastatingly beautiful and arrogant Master of the Valley of Shades dies and is reborn into a top-tier modern family. She is a queen of peerless beauty, yet cold-hearted and ruthless; she is also a master of both poison and medicine. She saves people only based on her mood; she gives her all to her friends and family; she will follow her lover through life and death, even if it means betraying the whole world. He is handsome and noble. He sees women as nothing, so cold-hearted he seems to be without a heart, appearing both demonic and divine. He is the Family Head of an ancient and mysterious family, the undisputed emperor in everyone's hearts, who wields immense power and holds the lives and deaths of others in his hands. When the cold-hearted and ruthless she meets the domineering and aloof him, will it be a clash of titans, turning them into rivals, or will the powerhouses unite, bound together through life and death? [The Pampering Snippet] Seraphina Ashworth snuggled lazily in Caden Reginald's arms, looked up at him, and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Caden, they all say you've spoiled me rotten, that I'm a femme fatale who runs wild because of your backing." Caden Reginald reached out and stroked Seraphina Ashworth's long hair, saying dotingly, "Who said that? I intend to spoil you so rotten that you can't leave me. That way, you'll be mine and mine alone." Seraphina Ashworth wrapped her arms around Caden Reginald's neck and said with a smile, "You're so domineering, but I love it." After speaking, she planted a kiss on his cheek.

Sierra Sullivan is reborn before the sandstorm apocalypse! In her past life, her interdimensional space was stolen by her cousin, and she died at her cousin's hands. In this life, Sierra Sullivan activates her Spirit Spring Space in advance and stockpiles a large amount of supplies. The apocalypse arrives, and a massive sandstorm sweeps across the globe. What's even more terrifying is that the sandstorm brings with it a large swarm of Aberrant Beasts never before seen by humanity. They travel in packs, and anyone they ensnare is turned into a pile of bones in an instant. Her cousin, Autumn Lynch, still wants to steal her space, just like in the previous life. Sierra Sullivan smirks, and with a swift strike of her blade, she directly takes down her enemy! Originally, Sierra Sullivan wanted to be a lone wolf, carving a path of destruction through the apocalypse. But she unexpectedly runs into her sworn enemy, Jayce. Just as she is about to raise her blade, she discovers that Jayce is here to save her. Aren't they sworn enemies? That night, Sierra Sullivan has a dream. In the dream, Jayce came looking for her after her death, killed Autumn Lynch's family of three, and finally committed suicide by her side. It turns out Jayce has been secretly in love with her all along! Sierra Sullivan wraps her arms around Jayce's neck, "Since you like me so much, then in this life, let's, as a couple, slaughter our way through this apocalypse!"

Two powerful gems exist in a separate parallel world beyond the Earth's surface called the Kingdom of Mo. This parallel world, which exists only with the power of these two gems, known as the Blue Gem and the Red Gem, is destroyed by a power-hungry traitor, separating the two powerful gems from each other. This separation, which occurred 22 years ago, coincidentally affects the Earth, determining the fate of two people. Will these two gems finally reunite and restore the Kingdom of Mo? How will the supernatural folk tale of power and the beautiful love that comes with it end?

They're torn from their families, forced to enlist in an endless war, stripped of most of their human rights, all because of their powers. Cursed by powers that allow them to create, destroy, weaken, or strengthen, and thus hated by society.

In the house, there is an adorably mischievous sweet wife, she is cunning and sly yet delicate. She can be dominant, submissive, or a lolita; adorable, mature, or quirky. She is witty and lively, tearing apart scumbag men and women with ease. The spring breeze gently blows for ten miles, the time is right, and I love you~ When she picked up her intelligence again, she found everything had changed. When she discarded her soft-heartedness, she realized she could no longer be hurt. When she rolled up her sleeves, ready to work hard, she found that the aloof male god had entangled himself with her. He said affectionately, "All you need to do is behave, let me handle the scums."