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"I love you, okay?" ... her voice broke as she stared up at Nur's face. His eyes widened, chest tightening as he stared back at her, at the magnitude of her words. Tears clung to Ayse's lashes, his wife who he supposedly contract married. From the very first day they locked eyes, he loved her but not even for a second, he would have thought she would fall for him. This was Deniz Hakan Nur--The sole heir to the multibillion-dollar company, he who built empires with his bare hands. He had ice in his veins and ruled with an iron fist. Men trembled under his gaze; women drove to him. A man whose ears were deaf to the pleadings of many. Some called him a bastard, and for some he was just their "son" His father, Emre Yunus Nur, handed him the keys to the Nur's estate. Well pleased and trusted that his son will continue his reign. After the ceremony, his mother had come to him. Conversing to him on state matters and the "future" "How his job wasn't only proceeding his father's company but to also produce an heir" Nur stared at his mother's unreadable face; he shook his head and sternly rejected even a thought on such matters. Though months passed. One faithful night, he received the news. "Mr. Hakan, your mother has passed away" Nur was left heartbroken; he fled from U.K and quickly arrived at Istanbul via his private jet. The car clicked opened as he made his way in the magnificent "Nur estate" Where he would find his "relatives" people who he had lost connection to the day his parents married. They weren't well off back then yet lived happily. He paid them no mind and walked towards the center where his mom's coffin was. Clutching around the coffin, tears sprung out. His mother, the only one who he could rest his head on the shoulders, lazily talk about his day. She had left him. The funeral has ended. Meanwhile Nur sat at his study, blue eyes flickering under the warm glow. Hands stopping as he clicked at a profile. There in the screen showed the picture of a woman, she was a beauty, and he had known it. Sharing their numbers he agreed on meeting her. It was a Sunday. Nur walked around the streets of Istanbul. Phone in hand, talking to the woman on the other end. "I will see you, bye" he abruptly mumbled as he cut the Call. He then made his way in one of the shops. Just as he stepped in--Thud* oh god... a feminine voice came out as he stared at her. The woman mumbled a sorry as she quickly retreated a bouquet that laid on the ground. Her eyes then went up to him, warm, honey like orbs locking with a piercing pair of blues. They stared at each other. As Nur's eyes unraveled her, she was even prettier than the girl he was supposed to meet. I-I'm sorry... (affet beni...) she said again and slid past him. Nur snapped his head, watching her go. Then turned to the front. On the ground was embroidered purse. He then crouched down, hands grazing against it, he clutched at the purse. Inside was an ID: Ayse Yildiz there was the picture of her. Ayse Yildiz... he practiced the name as if he has an obligation to remember it for eternity. Perhaps... his lips twitched, perhaps, he will have to --remember it for eternity...

Park Siwon has nothing left to look forward to in this life. No family to return to. No friends to rely on. So when everything becomes too much, he makes one final decision: End his life after a day of doing the things that once made him feel alive. He visits his old school —the place where his first love bloomed…and withered. He eats at the family restaurant, which his grandparents took him to on his tenth birthday. And finally, he pours his heart into one last karaoke song. “Today, I tried to feel like myself. I did the things that used to make me happy, but… why can’t I feel anything? Only when I screamed my throat raw did something spark inside me. How ironic that something I’ve never done made me feel—happy.” Confused and tired of false hopes, Siwon slips onto the rooftop of the building, ready to jump. Until a voice stops him. “Don’t do that! You sing so well! It would be a waste to throw that voice away—become an idol instead!” The stranger turns out to be a desperate PD searching for one last contestant for a brand-new idol survival show. Siwon can hardly believe it. Him? An idol? If he were someone worth liking, his parents wouldn’t have abandoned him. He wouldn’t have been left alone. His first love wouldn’t have discarded him like a used tissue paper. Yet the PD’s words linger. And before he knows it, he’s swept into a massive studio filled with thousands of hopeful trainees—all fighting for a spot in the debut lineup. Under the blinding stage lights, he suddenly saw a familiar face in the crowd. "Siwon? You—" His old flame came back in the form of another contestant in this damned idol survival show. Lovemir Kang, a nugu who once debuted in an unpopular idol group that later faded into oblivion, faced Siwon in utter disbelief. What are the chances that an old almost-lover will meet again in an idol survival show? Second chance in life. Second chance in love. Will the two of them survive the cut throat competition to become an idol to debut together?

He won her in a bidding war. She expected chains. Instead, he offered chaos, and something dangerously close to freedom. Anastasia was raised in the temple, carved from childhood with sacred runes. Each one a blood-soaked tribute to the gods she never chose. A weapon. A symbol. A prize passed from hand to hand. A body to be used and sold. When the temples auction her off, she’s prepared to survive whatever comes next. She’s not prepared for him. Malvor, the God of Chaos, is all smirks and swagger, crowned in mischief and dressed like temptation itself. But beneath the theatrics is a man hiding his own scars. Some emotional, some eternal. He doesn’t want obedience. He wants fire. Challenge. Her. And Anastasia? She’s done playing the part of the willing doll. She’s dangerous, defiant, and not afraid to bite the hand that tries to claim her. Now, caught in a realm where illusions have teeth and gods play games with mortal lives, the only thing more reckless than trusting Malvor… is falling for him. This isn’t a love story. It’s healing wrapped in heat. It’s trauma, chaos, and slow, aching desire. It starts with a woman who was never meant to survive. But did. And came back sharper.

"Chu Zhaoyang, what are you doing unbuttoning?" Gu Nian stepped back. Chu Zhaoyang unbuttoned the last button of his shirt, "Sleep." "But it's daytime now, hey... weren't you going to sleep? Let me go first..." To outsiders, everyone thought that Master Chu was cold and face-paralyzed as if he didn't have any expression, but they didn't know that he was kidnapped when he was young and had nightmares every night. It wasn't until he met Gu Nian, that he suddenly felt that sleeping was quite enjoyable... He knew that there was someone living in her heart, and even if that person would never come back, all he had to do was to drive that person away and change the tenant in her heart. However, the person who should have been dead came back..... He said pitifully, "Gu Nian, I seem to be homeless." But Gu Nian pointed at his heart: "When you moved in, I signed a lifetime residence agreement with you." He laughed. .................................................... Hi guys, This time I'll try to translate one of my favorite novel that I've been a fan of. Since I can't find the novel in Webnovel, I thought about giving it a try to translate it. And, I would love to let you all enjoy this novel. Plus, if you know that this series is from the seven gentleman series. You may know that this novel is the third book before the story of Han Zuoli, The Long-awaited Mr Han

Nunes is an unstable cop, trapped in a desolate future and addicted to black-label pills. His only company? The terrorist who turns his pain into pleasure. After a catastrophic space mission, he is captured by an insurgent who sees him as a bargaining chip, leaving them both stranded in a system on the brink of temporal collapse. Forbidden to love her, Nunes finds himself irresistibly drawn to the woman who turned his suffering into ecstasy—caught in a passion as insane as it is dangerous.

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...”

Sein has just been granted spirit-hood, only to find out she’s Spirit of Cloth. Cloth! Seriously? With no obvious powers and a past life she can barely remember, Sein begins her search for the truth. What happened to her beloved Crown Prince? How did she die? And who was responsible? A gentle tale of self-discovery, mystery and enduring love set in the ancient kingdom of Arkar.

In a world where magic is forbidden and witches are hunted, Ashlynn Blackwell has hidden her mark of the witch since birth. The night of her wedding she's betrayed and her secret is exposed. Attacked by her husband and his knights, Ashlynn was abandoned and left for dead in the wilderness. Rescued by the vampire lady Nyrielle, Ashlynn is offered a choice: die as a human or embrace her power as a witch. Bound by a mystical blood pact, Ashlynn is plunged into a world of ancient magic, immortal vampires, and deadly political intrigue for the chance to find eternal love. [Bronze Winner: Weekly Love Tales - Vampire] [Book of the Month: September/October 2024]

After the de*lth of my mom ,my life wasn't like before,My Dad got busy with his political activities, He married another woman and I was sent to study in abroad, always dreaming being together with my brother Patrick and Dad himself like usual but....... it's just a day dreaming I guess. Haskins Vs Kingdom of Eaager, I never thought of being a part of their battle but happened. Of All people Around the World and Campus I Fell for him (Prince of Eaager),the forbidden Love. I guess it's just a LOVELY WAR. .................................................... Who's traitor? And Will we be able to unite two countries? Or Will let go easily? HOPE YOU WILL ENJOY YOUR SUPPORT IS MY MOTIVATION THANKS!

Even in the midst of a devastating global economic crisis, hybrid immortal Victoria Bellwood remains unstoppable. She owns the second-largest hotel franchise in the world, and stands as the richest woman of the mid-21st century. Locals and tourists alike praise her for her kindness and generosity. But, all is not well in paradise. Anti-immortal sentiment, spearheaded by her long-time competitor, Samuel Kelly, is raging at an all-time high, and she's everybody's number one target. Vicky must find a way to protect herself and the people she holds dearest. Peter Harding is the perfect man for the job. He's a no-nonsense army general with two hundred years of experience in combat and medicine. He demands respect from all those who cross him, and those who dare to challenge him will encounter a wrath like no other. He's the kind of guy Victoria needs if she wants to survive.

Katherine Blaire has worked six grueling years to rise to the top of the banking world of Manhattan. Confident, voluptuous, and ambitious, she's nearly within reach of the promotion that will help to finance the college education of her autistic brother. She needs but one account- the account of Anthony Marvin, arguably the most influential and dangerous man in New York. Anthony "Tony" Marvin doesn't just own hotels and nightclubs. He controls both legitimate and underground empires as the heir of the most notorious mafia family in the city. Tony is ruthless, heartbreakingly handsome, and untouchable until Katherine enters his club with the business plan and with an unwavering refusal to back away from him. When Tony offers Katherine something she cannot refuse —a night with him in exchange for the contract —she storms out, humiliated and outraged. But Tony is interested in the woman who had the strength to say no to him, and Katherine finds herself drawn into a dangerous game of power struggle, desire, and growing love. As their relationship grows stronger, Tony's father, the ruthless mafia kingpin Thomas Marvin, will do whatever it takes to eliminate what he sees as his son's greatest weakness. Surrounded by enemies and with Katherine's entire family in danger, she and Tony must decide if their love is worth risking everything — including their lives. In a world in which love is the ultimate vulnerability, can a banker and a mafia prince redefine the rules of power?

[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

Bronwyn thought the hardest part of coming home for the holidays would be facing her small town past. She never imagined walking into the Rhiggs estate and feeling her body come alive under the gaze of Trenton Rhiggs, her best friend Eudora's father. He is everything she should not want: older, powerful, and completely forbidden. Trenton Rhiggs is a man who built an empire and commanded respect from everyone around him. Widowed for three years, he buried himself in work and being a father. Then Bronwyn arrived for the holidays and suddenly the girl he remembered became a woman he cannot stop thinking about. Every instinct tells him to stay away but having her under his roof makes that impossible. When a blizzard traps them alone in the massive Rhiggs estate, the attraction neither can deny finally erupts. What starts as one stolen night becomes an addiction neither can quit. They know it is wrong. They know Eudora can never find out. But some cravings are too powerful to resist. Their secret burns hotter every day until someone sees something they should not have. A business rival discovers the affair and threatens to expose Trenton unless he backs away from a major deal. Bronwyn becomes leverage in a dangerous game. Now Trenton has to choose between protecting his empire or claiming the one woman he was never supposed to touch. Their forbidden desire might cost them everything but walking away feels impossible.

Crimson, a draconic warrior of the Goddess of the Heavens, is summoned to the world of Avi to protect mortalkind from the Fallen Queen's malevolent army, but the Queen has other plans in mind. When Crimson finds herself in chains, a war wages in her mind between righteous hatred for the evil Queen and a burgeoning forbidden desire for her. As the Queen's plots unfold and Crimson ends up in the Heavens once more, she conflicts with her ex-girlfriend, Hilde, who wants to know the truth of what happened to her in the Hells. Now caught in between the eternal war between the Goddess Aurora and the Fallen Queen Umbra, and facing a lifetime of constant harassment and torment for being a crossbreed, Crimson's loyalties are tested as her morals and her desires clash. When she is finally pushed to the breaking point, Crimson must decide what she fights for, and who she wants to fight alongside. Hilde, the dignified, compassionate, groveling ex-girlfriend, or Umbra, the dominating, overprotective, seductive evildoer. WRETCHED is a fast paced and intense journey through fierce emotional turmoil, drastic character developments, and dramatic developments in plot and setting, rife with gorgeous imagery and scenery, unique and unusual characters, as well as a deeply fantastical conclusion. CW: WRETCHED deals with sensitive subjects including dubious consent, enslavement, genocide, eugenics, war, depictions of violence, mass murder, and corrupt religion.

"So please tell us, sir. What is your greatest weakness?" "Losing my wife", he grinned. The hostess smiled, "Aww, that's beautiful. What will you say is your greatest strength?" "Having my wife". "Okay sir, last question... How would you describe your wife?" His lips grew into a devious grin, uncontrollably holding the hand of his heart's desire. "The best dream no man but me deserves". The entire audience clapped in adoration. Delia smiled, glancing at her husband then back at the interviewer. The hostess then asked, "And sir, bonus question, how would you describe your marriage?" "A condom". Delia, his wife, then chipped in, "A paranormal one, at that". "One that none of us can escape, unless we go boom!" He smiled. • • • The son of a powerful western empire, Dilen Liam, has to prove his innocence against false racial accusations by dating a dark skinned girl; all to save his family's name and businesses. Unfortunately, things go beyond haywire when he gets intertwined with Delia Alan Ada, a Nigerian girl cursed yet gifted with the supernatural ability to see the future and speak to the unseen. Their attraction grows stronger and deeper beyond race and ethnicity, enclosing them in a paranormal condom-like romance. But all cards are played when their faith and love are put to the test — against powerful diabolic forces beyond their worlds had ever imagined. Romance. Paranormal. Horror. Urban. Politics. BWWM. Demons. Conspiracy. African. Nigerian. American. Cult. Power couple.

The Dollhouse Widow is a gothic fantasy horror about captivity, performance, and the quiet defiance that grows in silence. In an alternate American South, the Barinov estate stands in slow decay—ruled by old money, older curses, and monstrous etiquette. The year is unclear, but the rules feel ancient. Here, the house watches, and obedience is not requested. It is expected. This is not a world where the supernatural hides. Here, they have learned from humanity—its power, its cruelty—and perfected both. At the heart of the story is a man who owns more than land, and a woman whose silence was never submission. But this is not just their story. Told through rotating perspectives, every chapter opens another door. Every voice has scars. Some characters seduce. Some serve. Some stay silent. And some wait for the right moment to strike. Roles are stitched into the skin: servant, master, shadow, muse. Many were born into them. Others were bought. All are expected to perform. The walls don’t forgive missteps, and the mirrors remember hesitation. Monsters here walk the halls in tailored suits. They kiss with knives behind their teeth. They teach their children how to smile while bleeding—and call it tradition. There are no chosen heroes. No noble quests. Only people trapped in a system, deciding whether to uphold it, betray it, or burn it all down. If you enjoy southern gothic atmosphere, ensemble casts, dangerous romance, and stories that blur the line between reality and curse, you’ll find something to sink your teeth into here. There is no rescue coming. Only the performance.

The King has fallen. A country in mourning and a royal family fractured. Kommos would never feel the same as when Ezra first arrived in the country and never would be. For the entire world life had moved on from that tragic day but for Ezra having had stood still. The deep desire to know why may be the very thing that puts him in danger as well but he’s far beyond the point of caring. Will Ezra's redemption uncover the truth about the ghosts haunting the Palace or will he find himself being amongst them? •••• BOOK 2 of the ‘For My’ Series. Please note you have to read Book 1 ‘For My King’ before reading book 2.

An exiled princess, a poisoned husband, and a battle for power—Eirian Soliel refuses to be forgotten, but can she turn a cold marriage into a fiery alliance before it’s too late? First cousin to the King and the darling of the Court of Sorrow, Eirian has spent most of her life indulging all her whims and fantasies under the protection of her royal blood, but when her father’s sudden re-marriage results in a son, she finds herself suddenly shuffled aside. On top of that, her longtime on-and-off romantic partner suddenly betrays her. Instead of proposing to her, he shows up to her birthday ball, married to a low-ranked Lady without a word of warning. Eirian’s life is upended, and her stepmother succeeds in exiling her into an arranged marriage with a general who never leaves the distant borderland. Regimented, completely disinterested in the capitol and the Court, and dying from a poison no one can identify, her new husband would rather continue his simple life with his mistress than welcome his new wife, but Eirian refuses to go down without fight. Determined to make a place for herself if she cannot find one, Eirian finds herself facing an enemy she never expected, and she underestimates her shy, gentle husband. Will the General fall for his vivacious Princess, or will Eirian be set aside again?

After being betrayed, framed, and tortured until she was blinded and her limbs shattered in her previous life, Judy Johnston was reborn. She returned in a frail, sickly body, haunted by the blood-soaked nightmare that had stolen her entire family but this time, she was no longer alone. By her side stood Nick Bateman, a solitary boy with pure Lycan blood, a predator’s cold instinct, and an absolute loyalty reserved for Judy alone. To the world, Nick was nothing but a nameless orphan. But to Judy, he was the only darkness that shielded her, the pair of hands that pulled her from the abyss, and the eyes that always looked at her with endless tenderness and indulgence. Nick could obey her to the extreme. And he could also kill without blinking, if it was for her. Anyone who dared touch Judy would simply disappear from the world. After coming back to life, Judy wanted only to protect her adoptive family and stay far away from all power struggles. But fate would not let her stand aside: the Spring Gala in the Lycan King’s palace, rival clans, the vicious schemes of her uncle and cousin, and countless secrets buried in blood. Most terrifying of all… was the secret surrounding Nick, the one who once cried beside her bed, the one who saved her from death, and perhaps… the one who had loved her across both lifetimes. In a Lycan royal court filled with lies, darkness, and bloodshed, Judy must survive and find the one who loved her to the point of despair in her past life. She never imagined that person had been by her side all along. And this time… he refuses to let her leave his arms, not even for a single step. Update schedule: 2 chapters per day, no updates on Sundays.

The last heart witch was burned at the stake a hundred years ago… or so the vampires believed. ÃMÃRÃ has spent her whole life hiding in a quiet human town, pretending to be ordinary while forbidden magic pulses in her veins. One mistake, one spell on the night of the blood moon, and everything shatters. Her ritual was supposed to seal her powers. Instead, it binds her heart to his. Lucian, the ruthless vampire prince cursed by the gods, wakes up on a battlefield with a stranger’s heartbeat echoing in his chest. Her heartbeat. When he bleeds, she feels the pain. When she cries, he tastes the salt of her tears. When one of them dies… the other will follow. To break the curse, ÃMÃRÃ is dragged into the deadly world of vampire courts, ancient prophecies and blood-soaked thrones. She must help Lucian take back his crown and uncover the truth behind the massacre of her kind while hiding the fact that she is the last heart witch heir they failed to kill. But the more she fights him, the more the bond pulls them closer. His touch steadies her magic. Her presence calms his curse. Enemies whisper that she is his weakness. The gods whisper that she is his doom. Kill Lucian to save herself… or fall for him and doom them both. When a cursed vampire prince shares one heart with the last witch heir, is their bond a punishment or destiny?