healing

A theft disrupts the balance of a city where magic and reality coexist every day. To solve the case, detective Li Zeyang teams up with Lu Shen, a powerful and reclusive mage. Their partnership forms naturally, fueled by mutual respect and quiet curiosity. The bond that follows, however, catches them unprepared. Between investigations, magic, and silences that speak louder than words, they discover that protecting the other becomes an instinct stronger than self-preservation. Because in a world where magic is everywhere, the greatest risk is not losing control—but allowing someone to truly step into your life. A MM urban fantasy romance blending mystery, action, and a bond that grows slow, intense, and inevitable.

Si Shuo didn't get a compatible heart in time, but instead received the More Children, More Blessings System and was sent to the Beast World Continent. She is a mutated, blue-eyed, white-furred female Cat Beast with a congenital hearing impairment. Her fertility was even stripped away by her Mother and given to her older sister. She is now facing the crisis of not finding a mate and being sent to the female cave! System: Congratulations, Host, for obtaining a special-grade fertile constitution that surpasses even a Female Saint... Congratulations, Host, for obtaining the life-infused Wood Element Ability... Congratulations, Host, for obtaining a shared growth space... Congratulations, Host, for obtaining the Nine Lives Cat destiny, which can be inherited by your offspring. From then on, she began living a cozy life with a husband, children, and a warm home...

An intelligent antagonistic lady boss, Chen Xiaoqian was reborn. In her current life, she made lots of money, made lots of real estate investments, and tortured bastards when she had the time. What a life! These were the three mottos of an antagonistic lady boss. When a woman became strong and powerful, she had no need for a man anymore. The men disagreed...they wanted to pamper her! This was the motto of a man of an antagonistic lady boss. In your previous life, you slept with the person and left. Shouldn’t you be responsible in the current life? Is this a lovey-dovey literature or a feel-good novel? Man: This is actually a feel-good, lovey-dovey novel. Shh… I can’t let my image of a passionate, loyal, and leader man collapse strict face.

She once tried hard, but the marriage unknowingly turned into a lifeless pond. Her husband stayed out all night, and she gradually became numb from heartache. Work became her true companion. The only gift from this marriage was that it forged her into a calm and independent female journalist. She thought her heart had long drowned in that lifeless pond until she met that man in a crisp police uniform, with a crooked smile and cunning eyes... Their first encounter was at the scene of a crime. She went to report, and he went to apprehend. He mistook her for an accomplice, mercilessly cuffing her wrists to a wire fence! She panicked and bit him, desperately defending herself: "I don't have the stolen goods you want!" He, however, looked at her through his sunglasses with wicked charm: "Really?"

One morning, Gu Tiantian wakes up to find her innocence gone—and her temper flaring. Every time she glares at him, cheeks flushed with outrage, Bai Chenyao cocks an eyebrow. “You don’t want this?” he asks, voice cool. “I never did!” she snaps. His only rule: her consent is optional; his desire is not. Cue Gu Tiantian’s inner scream: Then why even ask, you iceberg?! PS: A genius CEO with zero EQ VS. a lovable, scatter-brained clerk. He thinks courtship is a hostile takeover; she thinks love shouldn’t come with fine print. Sparks fly, clothes vanish, and the “free pie” she never ordered keeps biting back—hilariously, endlessly, deliciously.

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 being hiding his own scars. Some emotional, some eternal. He doesn’t want obedience. He wants fire, challenge and most dangerous of all 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.

Adeline Thorne is a Christmas cynic who's spent years running from her abusive ex-boyfriend, Marcus. On Christmas Eve, when Marcus and his goons corner her at the stable where she works, she makes a desperate choice: she steals a massive midnight-black stallion and rides into the forbidden Thornwood Forest, unaware that the horse belongs to Russell Croft, the grieving Alpha King. By riding the King's mount through the enchanted woods, Adeline accidentally triggers a Sacred Claiming Bond, an ancient magic that marks her as Russell's fated mate. Now trapped in his fortress during the holiday week, the cynical horse trainer must navigate a world of werewolves, magic, and a brooding king who swore he'd never love again after losing his first mate eight years ago. But Marcus isn't done with her. He's gathering rogue wolves to breach the fortress and "reclaim" what he believes is his. As Christmas approaches, Adeline must choose between running from love once more or standing and fighting for the home and mate she never knew she needed. Sometimes the greatest gift comes from the most forbidden places.

Yao Zhi died in regret due to exhaustion and transmigrated into an unrecorded kingdom in history. Waking up to find herself in a body weighing more than 200 jin, she was in despair. As she was ready to curse Heaven, she found herself bound with a system. With an auction system on hand, she embarked on the journey of pampering her rough husband and building her business.

"I beg your pardon. I should not have come. I did not mean to be a bother.” He stepped aside, extending a subtle invite. “But that is the problem. I find myself wanting you to.” Her breath caught. “Mr Brand…” “Come, Madelyn,” he mumbled. “Come in.” Hesitantly, she obeyed. He closed the door firmly. Commanding the high seas as he had always, Brand amasses his wealth focused on business and his fealty to the king, with his thoughts of women remaining the same: they are not worth the trouble and time they are awarded. No woman is allowed to bother him. None, until Madelyn. Madelyn wishes to live above the thoughts of her late husband's family and to do that, she must escape their good pleasure and find a life for herself, the farther the better. Brand's crew offers the opportunity to do so, and she would without any man commanding her ever. But what must she do when Brand's command is the very one she now wishes for?

"If I can just stay under the radar, I might survive the final chapter." Kim Jowoon woke up in a novel world as the illegitimate fourth son of a marquis, Julian Von Astrea, and it looked like every single character hated him. It was a world where everyone looked like a protagonist—shining eyes, tragic backstories, destiny practically dripping off them. Everyone except him. He didn't even get a script. Then the Affection System popped up and crushed his hopes in one clean line of text: every so-called “hero” in the capital had a solid 0% interest in his continued existence. Naturally, Julian did the most reasonable thing possible—he ran. Straight into the safest job he could think of: tutoring the young son of the Empire's most reclusive (and famously cold) Duke. The plan was foolproof. Win over the kid, stay invisible, collect a fat paycheck, and live long enough to die of old age instead of plot relevance. It didn't go smoothly at first. The child barely spoke, the Duke barely appeared, and Julian briefly wondered if he'd chosen the wrong kind of death. But somehow… it worked. The Duke's son slowly warmed up to him. Lessons became warm conversations, and silence turned into trust. And even stranger, the Duke's affection level didn't just rise—it skyrocketed into something Julian absolutely had not planned for. For the first time since transmigrating, he felt safe. Then the Empire started falling apart. A masked criminal began tearing through the capital, and Julian started waking up with missing memories and an unsettling sense of déjà vu. No wounds. No explanations. Just the feeling that something had happened—and that he was better off not remembering it. He had thought he was the one being hunted. But the higher the Duke's affection climbed, the more frequent the blackouts became, and the more a terrifying possibility took shape. He came here to survive the story. Now, he was starting to suspect the Duke wasn't protecting him from the plot at all… He was protecting the plot from him.

Prince Aidyn of Embermoore wants nothing more than to be treated as a regular person instead of a prince, and experience “normal person things,” like getting called by his first name, being a professional yet approachable boss, and eventually falling in love. Mage Noelle Allendale, Aidyn’s co-worker and long time friend, never wants to fall in love again. She knows all too well that falling things tend to shatter when they hit the ground. As a Memorizer Mage, the crystal clear Recall of her magic doesn’t let her forget anything she feels or encounters, and she’s already experienced enough heartbreak to last a lifetime. As a result, she’s more than happy to keep their relationship professional. Plans change, however, when a magical emergency puts Aidyn’s life unexpectedly in Noelle’s hands. In order to keep him alive, the two friends decide to break the rules and form an unsanctioned Love Bond. Can this reluctant royal and overwhelmed Memorizer Mage find a way to move towards a future where they both thrive, or will unhealed wounds—from the past and present—tear them apart? * Read if you love: sweet, slow-burn, Friends-to-Lovers fantasy romance stories with multiple POVs, where she saves the prince but he falls first! _____________________________________________________________________________________ The Mage Bonds of Embermoore is one story told in six parts. Each part is structured to follow the general process of healing from trauma (as I have experienced it): Crisis, Aftermath, Changing Direction, Mending, New Foundations, and Rebuilding. When we experience something traumatic in our lives, our world shrinks down to the bare essentials so that we can focus on survival. The more we heal, the more our world opens up again. I’ve written this book in the same way. Each part builds off of each other, allowing you to experience the characters and world of the story expand and grow. _____________________________________________________________________________________ New chapters posted Wednesdays and Sundays!

Who knew disobeying your parents could destroy your entire life in just one night. It all started with one small act of rebellion… sneaking out. One night Evelyn should have stayed home. One moment where she didn’t listen. By morning, her brother was missing. Her dad was gone. And whatever innocence Eve had left disappeared without leaving a trace. No matter how hard she tries, she can’t stop blaming herself. If she hadn’t wanted more, none of that would’ve happened. Now Evelyn lives in a house that doesn’t feel like home. With a mother pretending they’re okay. And three stepbrothers who look at her like she’s a mistake that walked into their perfect life. They watch her intensely, and hate that she exists in their space. But sometimes… their stares linger too long. And she forgets they’re supposed to be off limits. Then the letters start coming. Anonymous, uncomfortable intimate letters, written like the sender knows too much about her. About the thoughts that lives inside her head, the fears she’s never said out loud, and the desires she refuses to admit even to herself. Every word feels like proof she’s being watched. She should burn the letters. She should be terrified, or tell someone about it. Instead, her hands shake as she opens the next one. Now she’s falling into something she shouldn’t want. Craving a mystery she should run from. The danger is getting closer….and whoever the stalker is, he’s not ready to stop sending the pleasure letters. The person writing them may already be standing in the same room with her. The slippery slope theory isn’t a theory. It’s a curse. The past is bleeding into the present. Will Evelyn find her missing brother before it’s too late? Or will she disappear the same way the rest of her innocence already has?

His neck burns. The spot where his mating mark should be burns the closer Travis got. He is shaking, aching all over, and he knows Travis’ touch would soothe him. But he is hurt and bleeding. He doesn’t want to repeat his life all over again with the alpha. Not when it led him to lose everything. And everything was him, Travis. Someone who once awakened him has done it again. His fated mate. Things have changed. He is a different person now. But his stupid omega is making a fool out of him by reacting in all the worst ways. “Don’t,” Day holds his hand out, heart racing. He doesn’t know why this was happening. His body and mind are clashing again, like they always do whenever they do this. “I am not some weak omega who is going to present to you simply because you were once mated to me. I am not going to submit to you. You are not my alpha.” Gods, how he wishes he could give in just this once. He can already feel the slick trickling down his thighs. Soiling his jeans. And going by the way Travis’ pheromones flare, nose twitching, he knows the alpha can smell he is losing the battle. … Day can find nothing wrong with his life. He is now enrolled in university, a whole new life away from his cage, finally growing up and discovering who he is. Then crosses paths with Travis. The alpha who makes him feel like he is being born and dying all at the same time. A thread is pulled every time he locks eyes with him, talks with him ... feels him near him. Every time his scent wraps his body like the softest cloud. With each tug, the life that has been carefully woven and fed to him starts to fall apart. Day realizes he isn’t who he has been told he is, and he was someone different once. Something else, but it was all taken away. Travis was taken away, too. All the scars unravel themselves on his bones, and he is once again breaking apart.

Shen Qingxi has two lives. By day, she's a forgettable medical student who can't say no to anyone—so everyone uses her. By night, she sneaks into acting classes, chasing a dream she's never dared to speak aloud. She's mastered the art of being invisible. Until one evening, practicing lines alone at a bus stop like a lunatic, she locks eyes with a stranger. And gives him the most awkward smile of her entire existence. She doesn't know he's Gu Zeyuan—billionaire CEO of Gu Corporation, a man who could make or break her dreams with a single phone call. He doesn't know why he can't stop thinking about the weird girl who looked at him like a deer caught in headlights. She wants to stay invisible. He's about to make that impossible. "Are you following me?" "I—what? No! Are YOU following ME?!"

After being betrayed by her family, Bai Meiyue found herself struggling in the flourishing age where zombies and mutant animals ruled. And that too with a big belly! Though people called her crazy for being stubborn, Bai Meiyue didn’t regret keeping the fruit of her one-night stand. What she regretted was not protecting her child and trusting those whom she should have killed at the very chance that was handed to her. In the eleventh year, Bai Meiyue lost her child and died while taking revenge on those who took her son away. However, just when Bai Meiyue thought it was the end, she returned two months before the beginning of the doomsday. Carrying the grudge of two lifetimes, she swore to make life living hell for those who harmed her and her son. With the heavens blessing her with a barter system, Bai Meiyue was intent on giving her child everything that he deserved. But why was the child’s father chasing after her? Hello? We only shared a bed for a night. So why was he clinging to her? Her child’s father: From the best medicine to education, you have given our child everything, Meiyue. But what about a father?

Mei Lin thought she was accepting a simple caregiving job in a remote mansion. She was wrong. The estate belongs to Alpha Alaric Mooncrest—a powerful werewolf ruler crippled by guilt after the accidental death of his Luna. Broken in body and spirit, Alaric has rejected healing, the moon, and himself. Mei is human. Or so she believes. As she grows closer to the Alpha, strange dreams awaken, the moon begins to call her name, and secrets buried within the mansion rise to the surface. Chosen by the Moon Goddess herself, Mei is marked to replace a fallen Luna—an impossible fate for a human woman. Bound by destiny and divided by guilt, Mei and Alaric must confront forbidden love, ancient laws, and a bond that could either save them both… or destroy the pack. Because under a broken moon, some hearts are not meant to remain human.

The capital has already decided: The Warlord Mansion is doomed. Its once-prodigious heir was destroyed after her near-death incident. Now she spends her days tending flowers, lingering in the kitchen, and teasing an “ordinary” beast in the marketplace. How tragic. How embarrassing. How laughable. The nobles sip their tea and wait for the General’s household to crumble. But only the people inside the Warlord Mansion know the truth. They know why the General no longer worries. They know why Madam Jiang only smiles when others whisper. They know why certain “ordinary beasts” lower their heads in her presence. Ruined? Please. Their Eldest Miss is a once-in-a-generation genius. She’s just… a little strange. A little unpredictable. And admittedly, a little lazy. Let the capital mock. When the storm arrives, they will understand— The Warlord Mansion was never raising a tragedy. It was simply letting its genius bloom at her own pace.

Tiana was not hard to love. She was patient. Loyal. Soft in all the places that mattered. Joshua mistook that softness for permanence. Their love began in the barracks—hidden, intense, and full of promises whispered in the dark. He was her first. Her trust. Her almost. But while Tiana waited, Joshua learned how easily love could be divided. When silence replaces affection and attention comes only with need, Tiana begins to fade—until she chooses herself instead. At the university, new paths collide. Stephen, a former friend turned quiet witness, refuses to stay complicit in another man’s cruelty. Dare, observant and steady, sees Tiana not as something to win—but someone to respect. And Nadia, beautiful and calculating, is a lady with a big heart who just wants to love. As secrets unravel and power shifts, Joshua discovers too late that control is not love, and waiting is not weakness. Because sometimes, healing doesn’t come from being chosen again. It comes from walking away—and beginning almost anew.

Luisa falls deeply and unconditionally in love with Ben — a man who already belongs to someone else. Even after his relationship ends, Ben remains emotionally tied to his past, leaning on Luisa for comfort while unknowingly breaking her heart. To him, she is safety. To her, he is everything. As Luisa struggles between hope and reality, David enters her life — steady, patient, and certain about loving her. Who will she choose Hope or reality So Hopeless is a slow-burn romance about loving at the wrong time, silent heartbreak, and the painful strength it takes to choose yourself.

Everyone knows J-hope for his laughter. For the way he fills rooms with light, energy, and warmth. But Jimin begins to notice the moments when the smile lingers too long - when joy feels rehearsed, and silence slips in where laughter once lived. Missed calls. Empty pauses. A presence that feels distant even when he's right there. As days pass, Jimin finds himself listening more closely - not to what is said, but to what is avoided. Because some pain doesn't ask to be seen. It hides behind routines, brightness, and the fear of becoming a burden. Beneath the Brightest Smile -- a story of quiet unraveling, emotional restraint, and the unsettling realization than the loudest people often suffer in silence - and that noticing might be the first step toward saving someone who learned how to ask for help.