twisted

Lucien Klein never meant to fall for Kaius Oziel. It just happened one day in college and lingered long even after they graduated, a slow burning ache he never quite managed to shake. It wasn’t serious at first, just a harmless crush, until he just found himself drawn to him every single day. Lucien longed and hoped that one day somehow, Kaius will finally see him. Yet hope is a dangerous thing and longing breeds heartbreak. Kaius’s heart already belongs to Julian, his long-term boyfriend and Lucien knows he is nothing more than a shadow at the edge of their story. Every day was pretty much the same for Lucien until one night changed everything. A night that led into a messy cycle of love, one that clings to betrayal and toxic devotion and one that endures in self-sacrificing, hopeful longing. On the evening of his birthday, Lucien makes a simple, devastating wish: to be chosen, just once, by the boy he’s always loved. Caught between aching hope and shattering reality, Lucien Klein must finally decide whether surrender means losing the only love he’s ever wanted, or saving the only person he still can: himself.

SYSTEM NOVEL - TIME-TRAVEL - HISTORICAL - BABIES!! Lin Xu, a fierce and independent thirty-year-old businesswoman, had only one wish in life, children of her own. But fate was cruel. The day she found out she was barren, she drowned her sorrow in alcohol, slipped down the stairs, and died. But death wasn’t the end. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the body of another Lin Xu a minor character from a popular TV drama in her town. This Lin Xu was a pitiful woman who died tragically at the hands of her cruel in-laws. Her three children were left to suffer alone until her missing husband returned years later, only to find her long gone. But this time, things would be different. This Lin Xu wasn’t weak, and she wasn’t going to die so easily. She had lived alone as an orphan, built herself into a force to be reckoned with, and now she had a second chance not just to live, but to raise her children on her own terms. Forget the in-laws. Forget the husband. She would rise again, build an empire, and give her children the life they deserved With the help of her "Supermarket System" she was going to take the world by storm. --- Excerpt "Young Master, Miss Lin has just opened a massive bun shop." "Really? Buy everything. Leave not even a crumb." "Young Master Mo, Miss Lin returned all the coins and houses you sent her." "She did? Then send triple the amount and throw in a farm while you’re at it." "Young Master Mo, Miss Lin and the children were bullied by your uncle and aunt." "Oh? Send fifty men to smash their home. Make sure not a brick is left standing." "Young Master, Miss Lin is laughing and talking with that fisherman Gu." "Is that so? Seal off the entire coast. Buy every net, every boat, and every hook. Let’s see him fish in the desert." "And tell Miss Lin… if she dares smile at another man, I’ll show her what it really means to challenge the General of the Guan Empire." "If I can’t have her heart, then no man will." --- Genre: Historical Time-Travel Drama, System. Romance: Slow Burn Note: Book cover not mine.

In Liveria, a kingdom gilded in gold and loneliness, Princess Elsbeth moves like a shadow present, but never truly seen. Her life changes the moment a nameless black book slips into her hands, whispering of histories the world has tried to forget. The Eleventh Jester arrives in Liveria. Heir to a centuries-old curse, he wears laughter like a chain: an immortal fool who must speak only truth wrapped in riddles a joke or a mocking song, a son bearing the burden his mother could never escape. He cannot die yet each jest costs him something that feels very close to it. Two unseen souls, one hidden in silk, the other in bells, Cross paths. For the first time, someone notices. For the first time, someone looks back.

Marcus and Zara had been dating since she was sixteen, and almost a year had been spent having him by her side. He happened to be the billionaire’s heir. She was sure they would be mates, destined after all. But her boyfriend had found his mate, and it wasn’t her. A ruthless, super-rich Alpha Kane Sterling descended upon Zara's pack and found his destined mate there.

Summer’s marriage to Gideon had been nothing short of a fairytale. Their days were filled with joy and peace until one incident ruined everything completely. The man she loved the most accused her of cheating. ======= “Who is the father of the child?” Gideon thundered, squeezing her shoulders. His crushing grip made her wince in pain and fear. “It’s yours. Why won’t you believe me?” “I wanted to. But these reports tell different story.” He threw the paternity test reports at her. “Hope is not my child?” The ground shattering revelation rattled Summer. She tried everything to save this marriage, but it didn’t turn well. Hidden conspiracy and betrayal tore her world apart, costing her everything, including her own life. The moment she thought it was over, she found herself gone back in time. She had been reborn. Armed with the knowledge of what was to come, she vowed to protect herself and her family. ====== “Since I’ve been given a second chance, I’ll not let the history to repeat.” She thought she would stay far away from Gideon, but fate had other plans. He appeared in front of her again six years later. This time, he didn’t want to kill her. He wanted to trap her, torment her, and own her. Would Summer let him ruin her again? Would she be able to change her fate this time? “In this life, you can never escape me,” Gideon hissed. Summer looked into his eyes coldly. “We ended things six years ago. I’ll never let you crawl back into my life again.” Pinching her chin, he declared, “No one can stop me from reclaiming you, not even you.”

SYNOPSIS She tightened her fingers around the rosary, the beads cutting into skin. Then, his voice slid against her ear like a blade dipped in holy water. “By the time I am done, Sister… you will be begging to say my name instead of His.” Luca's hand settled at the small of her back, possessive, burning through the coarse wool of her habit as he pulled her down the ancient aisle. Cameras didn't flash here; only candles flickered. And every flame bowed toward him. He tilted her chin with two fingers, eyes blacker than any confessional. “Kiss your new god, Alexia.” His mouth claimed hers, slow, filthy, final. A vow sealed in teeth and tongue, a taste of damnation. This wasn't marriage. This wasn't love. This was ownership. Alexia felt the chains beneath the altar rattle the moment his ring slid onto her finger. She hadn’t just walked out of the convent. She walked directly into the arms of the man who would drag her soul to hell… and make her thank him for it. "Smile for the devil, amore," he whispered against her bruised lips. "Because tonight, heaven burns." To evade the monster that woke beneath her chapel, Sister Alexia Draven agreed to bind herself to the one man more dangerous than sin itself: Luca Moretti, the mafia king who decided God's bride belonged on her knees for him. He wanted revenge against the Church that had cursed his bloodline centuries ago. She wanted absolution for the nights she danced masked and came for strangers while wearing a crucifix. But revenge and redemption don't share the same bed. —-------------------- When love is forged in blasphemy and sealed in blood, someone has to pay the price. The question is… Will it be her soul, his heart, or to the whole island of Sicily when the devil finally comes for his bride?

After a traumatic incident three years ago, Zara is ready for a fresh start. Moving abroad to Saint Monarch Academy, a prestigious boarding school in London, she hopes for a quiet, uneventful life — far from the shadows of her past and the memories that haunt her every step. But Saint Monarch is anything but quiet. From the moment she arrives, Zara is confronted with chaos: sprawling dorms that resemble mansions, unpredictable roommates, and students whose wealth and influence rule the campus. Among them are Juniper Harrington-King and Isa Windsor, two powerful figures in the school’s hierarchy, whose personalities clash with Zara’s desire for invisibility. And then there’s Saint, the notorious King of Campus, ironically nicknamed for being anything but saintly. When his attention turns to Zara, it’s relentless and unyielding — not because he needs her, but because she’s impossible to ignore. Thrust into the spotlight, Zara must navigate elite social circles, unexpected alliances, and a web of rivalries, all while trying to maintain her sense of self. As she struggles to reconcile her past with her present, Zara discovers that even at a school full of rules, influence, and appearances, nothing — and no one — is truly as they seem. In a place where popularity is power and peace is nearly impossible, Zara’s journey becomes one of self-discovery, resilience, and the challenge of staying true to herself while surviving the storm.

Lara's trauma went from mild to chronic when she divorced her husband and went ahead to get inseminated from a sperm bank. She wants to be a single mother. Love has become a fairytale and men were only a bunch of liars and deceivers. She's done with marriage and love. Being a single mother would be the best decision she'd ever made. How would she have known that she made the wrong decision at that moment and fate turned her failure to fortune when she realised that she was carrying the child of the billionaire mogul Curtis Rodney. “You have just an option…” Curtis declared. Other options do not apply to him, he always has his way and the woman before him now has no option but to accept his decision as her only option. “And what is this option of yours?” Lara snapped at him.

Inside the house that shadows built Shen LiuYan or better Han JiLan was seating like a queen of death. “My reputation’s my greatest asset, uncle” she continued. “Everyone knows that the Phantom General is a master of large-scale warfare, a commander of legions. No one would ever suspect she would debase herself to act as a common spy." “ More over” LiuYan said like stating a fact. “ no one would ever expect the ruthless phantom general to be- ummm… how to put— a woman--" .....A promise made in heaven, broken in the Strom... “ make way for the general” Lin Yuehan, the Lotus General, had arrived. “--You will target the pride of the Lin Clan. Their undefeated prodigy. Their Lotus General, Lin Yuehan” " --A worthy opponent, I like it--" "--Another arrogant merchant’s daughter with a temper,’ Yuehan thought, her gaze dismissing her. “How tedious. She’s nothing like a true warrior.” Yet for a moment, the hairs on the back of her neck had risen. “Strange” .....Trust your gut feeling..... “ But what’s gonna happen when she sees through you? This uncle of yours might not be able to help you if you got caught, JiLan" ” She already has,” she whispered. “That’s the point.” ......A tiny bundle of chaos..... " Your daughter is exactly the same as you miss Lin" " --I thought she was more like my--wife... Miss Han....." " You're enjoying this a little too much -- your highness..." .....A human goddess.... " Any cultivator who ascend the god veil must sacrifice. That's the only way to survive ...." " Life should be more than just surviving.... Our love will proove that...." ...... She became a god to get her revenge. She will have to become human to find her peace..... THE CONVERSATION OF THE SOULS HAS BEGUN----

(A spin-off of “Submitting to My Ex-Uncle”. However, can be read alone) ……… He ruined her once. Now, she belongs to another man. Three years after Elias shattered her heart and disappeared, Amara has rebuilt her life. Or at least, pretended to. Her books are bestsellers now, her name was highly adored, and her smile well practiced. However, when the ghosts of her past resurface, she does the unthinkable. She immediately marries Travis Alden. Cold. Brilliant. Dangerous. A man who doesn’t believe in love but needs a wife for reasons of his own. It was supposed to be a business arrangement. No touch. No feelings. And no complications. Until Elias returns. Her first love, and her greatest sin. A fire she thought she buried comes roaring back to life. Travis tempts her with safety and devotion. Slowly, he even began to show her what love really felt like. Meanwhile, Elias drags her back into the darkness she once called home. He still looks at her like she’s the only prayer he ever learned to say. And when he whispers mine against her skin, the line between past and present blurs dangerously. In a world where desire is a weapon and love is the deadliest addiction, Amara must decide which man she’s willing to burn for. The husband who would kill to keep her, or the ex who already destroyed her once? ………. “I love my marriage, Elias.” She said it too quickly. The words escaped her lips like a reflex, and not a truth. Elias’s eyes darkened. He stepped closer, slow and deliberate, until the air between them felt charged enough to burn them. “Do you?” he asked, voice low. Too low. It trembled with everything between pain and hunger. “Then why do your pupils dilate when I walk in, Amara?” She swallowed hard, her spine pressing lightly against the wall behind her. He was close enough for her to feel the whisper of his breath near her temple “You don’t get to do this anymore.” She gasped at him. He smiled. “Do what? Remind you what it felt like to actually want someone?” Her pulse raced; she hated that he could still read it, and still hear it. “Stop it.” Elias reached up, brushing a loose strand of her hair back behind her ear. His fingertips grazed her skin, light as a ghost, and yet she felt it everywhere. “You can tell him you love him all you want,” he murmured, his lips just an inch from her ear, “but just don’t look at him like this when you do.” She exhaled sharply, trying to turn away, but he caught her wrist gently, not to restrain her, just to remind her. “Because that look…” he whispered, his voice breaking slightly, “this look used to be mine.”

For five years, Emma Chen has been the perfect wife to a man who looks through her like glass. She married Adrian Hartwell after one reckless night resulted in a pregnancy scare that turned out to be a false alarm. But by then, the vows were said, the papers signed, and Emma was trapped in a beautiful prison called marriage—loving a man whose heart belonged to someone else. Her sister. The golden child. The woman Adrian couldn't have because she left for Paris to chase her dreams, leaving him broken and Emma to pick up the pieces. Emma learned to live with the crumbs: the separate bedrooms, the mechanical "good mornings," the way Adrian's eyes would glaze over when she spoke, as if waiting for the conversation to end. She tells herself it's enough. That maybe, someday, he'll see her. Then Vivian Chen returns from Paris, radiant and newly divorced, and Adrian's cold facade cracks for the first time in five years—with warmth that was never meant for Emma. That night, Emma makes the hardest decision of her life. She packs five years of memories into three suitcases, calls the best divorce attorney in the city, and leaves the divorce papers on Adrian's office desk with one sentence: "I'm setting you free." She expects relief. Maybe anger. What she doesn't expect is Adrian Hartwell—the man who barely acknowledged her existence—to show up at her new apartment at midnight, papers torn in half, eyes wild with something that looks terrifyingly like panic. "You don't get to leave," he says, and Emma realizes with dawning horror that the game has changed. Because Adrian Hartwell has finally woken up. And he's not letting her go without a fight—even if he has to tear down every wall she's built to protect her shattered heart.

Seventeen years of being invisible taught Raven Ashford one truth: she didn't belong in the Moonridge Pack. Her parents barely looked at her. Her golden sister, Celeste, treated her like hired help. The pack members whispered "wolfless" and "defective" whenever she passed. Even him—Kade Thornwell, future Alpha and her sister's perfect fiancé—made her childhood a living hell with his cruel games and cutting words. Raven's plan was simple: survive until eighteen, leave, and never look back. Then her wolf finally awakened on her eighteenth birthday. Late, yes, but powerful beyond measure. And the mate bond? It snapped straight to the one person she despised most—Kade Thornwell, the beautiful bastard who spent years making sure she knew she was worthless. She rejected him on the spot. No hesitation. No second chances. But Kade can't accept it. His wolf is going insane. The bond is a constant ache. Suddenly, he sees everything he was too blind and cruel to notice before—her quiet strength, her hidden beauty, the way she held herself together despite years of abuse. The girl he tormented is his perfect match, and he destroyed any chance he had. Now he'll do anything to win her back. Break his engagement. Defy his father. Burn down the pack hierarchy. He'll grovel, beg, and chase her to the ends of the earth. Too bad Raven Ashford isn't the broken girl he remembers. She's learned to bite back. And she has a new Alpha watching her with interested eyes—one who never needed a bond to see her worth.

“Su Xiaomeng, about that night—” One sentence from Yin Shixiu and her world tilts. He’s her best friend’s thirty-two-year-old uncle, a man whose name opens every door in the city, and the last person she wants to tangle with. “Uncle, look—you weren’t thinking straight and I was blackout drunk. Let’s just pretend it never happened, okay?” “…Fine.” Three months later he discovers—via an excited niece—that Su Xiaomeng is pregnant. “The moment the baby’s born, you let me leave. No more hounding me!” “…Fine.” He signs the marriage contract she writes herself. “Uncle, I need spicy hot pot at midnight…” “…Fine.” He’s out the door in the snow, gathering ingredients until his fingers turn blue. “Uncle, I’m scared. He’s kicking so hard—it hurts…” “Alright, alright—no more babies after this.” On the eve of delivery, he strokes her back, whispering promises until her breathing steadies.

For money, Jin Jumo "signed" herself to the business tycoon Rong Mochen, for a period of one year. Upon their first meeting, the man's voice was icy, "I like women who keep their place, understand?" "Yes." Jin Jumo nodded lightly. So, Jin Jumo always adhered to her place, tightly locking her heart away, never crossing the line. If there was anything in her relationship with Rong Mochen that Jin Jumo hadn't anticipated, it would be... --- "Mr. Rong, our contract expired a week ago." Jin Jumo lightly curved her lips, giving a smile that didn't reach her eyes as she looked at the man in front of her. "So?" "So, Mr. Rong, are you playing rogue now?" Jin Jumo gritted her teeth. "Hmm..." Rong Mochen frowned, leisurely raising his head to look at Jin Jumo, "Is my daughter behaving well in your belly?" "It's not even two months, how do you know it's definitely a daughter..." Wait... Jin Jumo's eyes widened in terror, she hadn't told him she was pregnant... Rumor had it, a car accident targeting Z City tycoon Rong Mochen resulted in the death of a seven-month-pregnant woman. Rumor had it, after the accident, the Rong Family's president underwent a drastic change, becoming ruthless and fierce from being coldly indifferent. Rumor had it, the person killed in the accident was the person closest to Rong Mochen's heart. --- Four years later. "Brother, do we really need to find a new boyfriend for Mommy?" The little bun bit his chubby fingers, looking at the little boy beside him who was slightly taller. "Yes." The boy squinted, his gaze coldly fixed on the televised global sensation of the Rong Family's president's luxurious engagement ceremony. "But didn't Brother say that the old man named Rong is our real dad?" Jin Jumo, who had just stepped into the house, was nearly collapsing inside. How did the two little guys know Rong Mochen was...

He said: We can divorce. She said: No, I want to be your father's daughter-in-law! When all the dust settled, she finally managed to protect her entire family amidst the upheaval of changing dynasties. Princess Qin: Your Highness, can we divorce now? King Qin: Don't even think about it~! PS: Set in an alternate history of the Tang Dynasty~ [The talented and skilled fallen noble Miss VS the domineering King Qin who dotes on his daughter-in-law on his father's orders]

The first meeting was at a small bar. A friend nudged his arm, smiling somewhat suggestively: A woman like Daisy Ginger should be kept in a vase, constantly admired, and toyed with at any moment. At that time, she seemed to be drunk and was persuaded by her friend to take to the dance floor and perform a dance. He propped up his face, watching the glamorous woman with casual indifference under the dazzling lights. Daisy Ginger. The name is spicy enough. The figure. Also spicy enough. * Banyan City’s young Master Wen, afflicted with a severe illness, was deemed by doctors at birth to not live past the age of thirty. He lived capriciously up to the age of twenty-five, never imagining he’d encounter such a dilemma in his lifetime—if he were to die, what would happen to the little demon at home who creates chaos and mischief without his protection, and ends up bringing harm upon herself when he’s no longer there to shield her?

New Territories Socialite She is the top socialite, she met him at eighteen, he was as dazzling as a diamond. Made for each other. But at that time, her eyes were on another person, "Mr. Feng, you're too big!" Eight years passed, time flies. When a series of business upheavals followed one after another, her socialite status was gone, her husband cheated and betrayed her, and in her downfall, she met him again. She woke up sore from a luxurious bed in the morning. He stood naked, wrapped in only a bath towel, leaned against the window, holding half a glass of red wine, and smiled, "I'm too big?" She: "..." Then many years later, she woke up from the bed of the wife-protecting fanatic. He smiled at her. She firmly said, "Mr. Feng, you're too old!" He: "..." ★ 1V1, clean mind and body, sweet doting story + heart-wrenching story. This is a story about ten years of unwavering love pursuit. Feel free to dive in, you won't regret it.

The first time Nan Wan saw this man, she knew he had a "sickness," and it was the terminal kind. Coincidentally, she did too. He needed a wife who could help stabilize his career, she needed a husband who could pull her out of hell. He had a criminal record, she had an ex-husband, just perfectly matched. ———— Originally, those disdainful looks gradually turned into envy. ———— One day, a piece of news spread about the beautiful woman of the past passing away, and all the evidence pointed to Mrs. Mu. Everyone speculated that this marriage would come to an end, and even Nan Wan thought so too. However, Mr. Mu said to her, “Wanwan, I need you.” So, the days in prison didn’t seem as unbearable as imagined.

Her ex-boyfriend was snatched by her step-sister. Not only that, she accidentally lost her virginity to him due to her step-sister's schemes. She was nearly confined to her home until he came along. He rescued her from that nightmarish place, if that place can even be called a "home." He, dashing and powerful, seems to have everything. Yet he suffers from an odd illness where he feels nauseated whenever a woman is within three meters of him. She, however, is an exception. From that fateful day on, their paths cross. He strives to win her heart, and she, too, starts to develop feelings for him. But as the story unfolds between the two, her ex-boyfriend's growing mixed feelings and the appearance of his fiancée threaten to put an end to the budding love between them...

She always knew there was a woman hidden in his heart, so when that woman appeared, she obediently withdrew. However, unexpectedly, he abandoned his 'beloved' and instead frequently invited her. "Mr. Fu, didn't you say there was a contract to discuss?" He pressed her against the cold wall, continuously approaching: "If you were a bit uglier, perhaps I would want to talk contracts and drink tea with you, but you're so beautiful, I only want to talk love with you." To him, Qiao Mo was like his most cherished treasure, and whenever others looked at her, he felt they were trying to steal her.