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She schemed to have Brandan marry her, and the price was being overpowered! Iris Harris was overwhelmed and, for the sake of her own life, presented a divorce agreement. Who would have thought she'd be pinned against the wall in the blink of an eye? "What are you trying to do..." she asked in panic. "Do you admit it?" "Yes..." "Do you still dare to divorce?" Iris Harris, tears welling up: "I don't dare!"

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?

He was an extremely wealthy CEO. His hobbies were clinging to his wife and pampering her to the extreme. One day, the bodyguard reported, "Sir, Madam went to chase her ex-fiancé!" "Sir, Madam confessed her love for her ex-fiancé on a global livestream!" "Change the photos and names to mine!" "Sir, Madam went to the hospital to have an abortion!" The incredibly handsome and wealthy man couldn't contain his anger. "Bring Madam back to me, and take good care of her! No, stop! I'm going to get her myself!" After marriage, Su Fu glared at her possessive husband. "Let's divorce; this life is unbearable!" Shangguan Ling smirked. "So what if it's unbearable? Whoever leaves, loses! I'll give you the property, our child, and myself! Wherever you go, I'll go too!"

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.

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.

She is a lonely girl with both parents deceased and no one to rely on. He is the distinguished and prestigious President of the Saxon Clan, handsome like a deity. Because of a ridiculous childhood marriage, she married him. Before marriage, the two agreed on three rules: marry without love, affectionate in public, uninterfering in private. Yet unexpectedly, he sneaked into her room the next day. He shamelessly violated the agreement! She was angry, "Matthew Saxon, you are unreliable; I want a divorce!" He smirked, "Want a divorce? First, give me a little bun." Everyone knows the young master of the Saxon Family is nonchalant and heartless, but he pampers her to the extreme. "Young Master, Young Madam said the scenery at the university opposite is nice." "Buy it." "The view from the rooftop of the building next door is great." "Buy it." "The new director at Saxon Clan is also quite handsome." "...Fire him immediately!"

Everyone says he is an iceberg, but only Maya Spencer knows he is a volcano, and moreover, a volcano that is passionately unlimited for her, an indulgently pampering volcano.

Ember Thorne grew up knowing the bitter truth: weakness is a death sentence. ​On her sixteenth birthday, when the primal surge of the Shift should have remade her, she was left agonizingly human. Her failure transformed her from the beloved Beta-elect’s daughter into a pariah—a fragile, scentless Omega in the unforgiving Shadow Creek pack. For two years, she has endured the endless grind of servitude and the crushing cruelty of her Alpha, surviving only by the protective shadows cast by her twin, Elias. ​She has accepted her fate: no wolf, no mate, no escape. ​But when Alpha Kael Blackwood, the ruthless leader of the legendary Silver Moon pack, arrives for a surprise alliance meeting, he doesn't see the broken servant the pack sees. He sees her. ​He hauled me against his armored chest, the sheer force of his presence sucking the air from the room. His eyes, the color of storm clouds, bored into mine. ​“You think you can reject me?” His voice was a lethal rumble, closer than a whisper, yet loud enough to shake the walls. “You are a scentless, wolf-less weakling. Yet, you carry my soul.” ​I tried to swallow, but my throat was dust. “I am nothing. You are the Silver Moon Alpha. Reject me and spare us both the ridicule.” ​A dark smile, devoid of kindness, stretched across his face. He leaned down, his lips brushing my ear, sending a jolt of fire and fear straight through me. ​“I won't reject you. You will be claimed, protected, and possessed. You are no longer Shadow Creek's shame. You are mine, Ember Thorne. And you will be the envy, the obsession, and the absolute focus of every enemy I have.”

BLURB: Every heir to the throne must bind their soul to an ancient weapon on their coronation eve—a sacred union between wielder and blade that lasts until death. In his first life, Prince Cassian chose the Dawnbreaker, the legendary sunblade that sang with holy light and promised glory. Its golden whispers guided him to victory after victory, making him the hero his kingdom desperately needed. Until the night before his coronation, when that same blade turned on him. As holy fire consumed his flesh, Cassian watched his trusted advisor Lord Matthias smile—the man who'd orchestrated every "heroic" quest, every "destined" triumph, every step of Cassian's path straight to his own execution. The Dawnbreaker had never been his. It had always belonged to Matthias. But death wasn't the end. Cassian wakes gasping in his chambers, three years younger, the morning of his Binding Ceremony. He remembers everything—every lie, every manipulation, every moment of his murder. Standing once more in the Vault of Sacred Arms, Cassian watches Matthias position himself perfectly to "advise" him toward the Dawnbreaker again. The golden blade gleams with false promise, already whispering its poisoned destiny. Not this time. Cassian walks past the heroes' weapons—past the silver spear, the crystal bow, the jade staff—until he stops before a blade sealed behind iron chains and carved warnings. The Kinslayer. A chipped, rust-stained sword that hasn't been touched in three hundred years. The weapon that drove Prince Daemon mad, that murdered the royal family, that nearly destroyed the kingdom. The Vault falls silent. The priests recoil in horror. Even Matthias's careful mask cracks into genuine shock. Has grief broken the prince's mind? But when Cassian's fingers close around the worn hilt, he feels something snap into place—not the gentle warmth of a sacred bond, but recognition. Ancient. Furious. Alive. And the voice that floods his mind isn't madness—it's a woman's voice, sharp as broken glass and burning with three centuries of rage."Finally. Someone who knows what betrayal tastes like. Tell me, little prince—how badly do you want revenge?" Cassian wanted to reclaim his throne. He didn't expect his cursed weapon to be the spirit of a murdered princess with secrets darker than his own. Or that his "first" death was actually his second. Or that the conspiracy that killed him has been playing out for three hundred years, and he's just the latest piece in a game that reaches the gods themselves. Now bound to the kingdom's most feared weapon, Cassian must navigate a court that wants him declared mad, an advisor whose plans run deeper than simple ambition, and a blade-spirit whose idea of "helping" involves considerably more bloodshed than he anticipated. But as he unravels the truth about the Kinslayer's legend, Cassian discovers the most terrifying question: What if the monster everyone feared was actually the hero—and he's been fighting for the wrong side all along? SETTING: The Kingdom of Astrion, where divine weapons choose royal heirs; the Sanctum of Blades, the Royal Palace of Solara, and the forbidden ruins of the Shadow Citadel where the Kinslayer's truth was buried

Jane was a woman who was rejected by her world.Her husband cheated on her a d her adoptive mother mocked her because they hated her from the beginning.At the restaurant she met a famous billionaire named Frederick and they began to date each other.The world that once rejected her now face shame and regret as the news of Frederick and Jane's relationship begin to spread. Carrick wants her back but it's too late.Carrick's business collapse and he became poor.He seek help from Frederick's company.will Jane take her revenge?

Maya Bennett wakes up in a savage world where beast-men rule and females are rare, precious commodities claimed by the strongest. Bound to a mysterious Celestial Healing System, she's supposed to collect mates, build a kingdom, and become the legendary Moon Bride of prophecy. But Maya isn't interested in destiny's script—not when the system's "perfect matches" include the brutal Alpha who murdered her predecessor. With the system forcing impossible quests and deadly penalties, Maya must play along while secretly planning her rebellion. Heal the warlord who wants to cage her? Sure—right before she poisons his entire clan. Bond with males chosen by fate? Only until she's strong enough to break every sacred law in this brutal world. The system promised her power. It should have mentioned the price: her freedom, her body, her choice. Now Maya's done playing nice. She'll use the system's gifts to burn down the very world it wants her to rule.

After the Heavenly realm lost the war between the demon Realm, they resorted to their last means to win by going back in time. An ability only immortals from the fox pact were able to do. Bai Mei, a prisoner of the heavenly immortals is given a chance to gain her freedom. Her task was simple, she was to use her powers to go back in time and stop 'Jin Lin' A man who would one day become the most strongest demon they would ever encounter. Now just the abandoned and mistreated son of the Jin family, he is a young man that has faced all forms of mistreatment gradually growing in him a ruthless heart. Disguised as a human maid, she would do what it takes to win his trust and stab him in the back.... after all, she didn't earn the title of the 'Most Cunning Fox' for nothing. Yet she doesn't know why his innocent face also hits her heart each time she tries to kill him. "What the heck are you doing to me Immortal Jin?!"

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.

I married him to save my family. I lost myself instead. Georgia Steele was raised to believe that marriage was duty, sacrifice, and obedience. When her father’s empire begins to crumble, she is offered as a solution to a powerful older man who promises security in exchange for her future. At first, her new life is gilded and controlled, beautiful on the surface and suffocating beneath it. Then another man appears. Charming, attentive, and seemingly everything her husband is not, he offers her escape and love. She follows him willingly, believing she has chosen freedom. She is wrong. What begins as rescue becomes captivity. What feels like devotion turns into domination. Georgia is isolated inside a vast mansion where her memories are questioned, her movements monitored, and her sanity slowly dismantled. When she resists, she is medicated. When she speaks, she is silenced. When she tries to escape, the world is taught to believe she is unstable. Locked beneath the house in a hidden cellar, Georgia is erased from existence while her captor builds a new life above her. As months turn into years, Georgia survives through pain, hallucination, and rage. Another woman is brought into the house, then another, each one unknowingly stepping into the same trap. In the darkness below, Georgia’s mind fractures, hardens, and evolves. What is buried does not stay silent forever. This is a story of psychological imprisonment, gaslighting, female suffering, and the terrifying resilience of a woman pushed beyond her breaking point. It is not a love story. It is a descent, a haunting, and ultimately, a reckoning. When the truth finally surfaces, it will not come gently. Some houses are built to destroy women. Others are meant to burn.

Humans are a delicacy in this world; a rarity only owned by the elite. But when a hunter stumbles upon a woman in the woods, he realizes that maybe he could have his own

A witch without faith. A war without heroes. This is not the Dragon Age you remember. The main character of the work is Morrigan. The one... The overbearing, intelligent, sarcastic and not-so-mysterious companion of the protagonist of Dragon Age: Origins. In contrast to the original, the entire focus of the story shifts to this amazing daughter of Flemette. By fate, as in the canon, the witch leaves Korkari. But it is not only the threat of Blight that drives her on her difficult adventures, relentlessly flooding the south of Ferelden with darkness and death. The attack... And the personal entanglements the Sorceress finds herself in force her to become more active. In the name of survival, she transforms from follower to leader. From now on, the girl no longer chooses who to stay with, but who is trustworthy, or at least curious enough to stay. Others will lose the support of the reluctant southerner. Ambition, growing amidst the gathering darkness of madness and the flames of civil war, will determine where the new path will take her. A tangle of wit, magic and contingency knows no bounds. The narrative is based on a classic Dragon Age episode, centred on a desperate band of disparate individuals facing the threat of the Fifth Dawn. There are changes of varying degrees to the series of events that have already occurred and future events that are inherent to the canon. Some are on the surface. Others are less visible. Who is the saviour here? And is there one at all? What if the familiar characters had a slightly different, more down-to-earth motivation? Or if a series of miraculous rescues didn't happen? Characters with a prominent role in the canon might be left behind, die or suffer unforeseen consequences. I invite the reader to the fire, to experience this small but hopefully fascinating experiment together.

In "Beyond the Crown", a tale of secrets, passion, and power unfolds in a world of opulent splendor, where a coterie of ladies-in-waiting navigate the treacherous waters of courtly life, entwining their lives with those above them, and becoming embroiled in the intricate dance of intrigue, loyalty, desire and love.

He wants to break her. She might just destroy him. Isabelle Duval entered the hallowed halls of St. Aurelia’s Academy with nothing but a violin and a past she can’t remember. In a place where bloodlines are currency, she is a ghost, invisible, until she catches the eye of the school’s most dangerous predator. Dmitri Volkov is the crown prince of a medical empire, a man who views the world with the cold precision of a surgeon’s blade. He doesn't want Isabelle’s love; he wants her submission. He is determined to unravel her secrets and dismantle her spirit, note by agonizing note. But as Dmitri draws Isabelle into his dark orbit of power and obsession, the lines between hunter and prey begin to blur. Isabelle isn't just another girl to be discarded; she is a haunting melody that he cannot stop playing. At St. Aurelia, love is a war of wills. And as the music rises, Dmitri is about to learn that the girl he intended to ruin is the only thing capable of burning his empire to the ground.

Falling love was a good thing especially when your love interest was a perfect man. Or so Sehyun thought. At first, it appeared his Sensei was completely head over heels for him untill he found out just how manipulative and cruel his seemingly perfect man was. Run. Far away from the danger. That's just how a rationale person should think. But once you've fallen in deep, the route to escape seemed to be all jumbled together. And his Sensei, for just how long has he had this twisted obsession towards him? Two years, Five? Or maybe more. ______ *Novel Excerpt* The plan was to have as much fun with the innocent kid till he was thoroughly stained with me. Then how did I end up falling into the trap I'd set. *WARNING!* This story contains themes that may be uncomfortable or triggering for some readers, including: forbidden romance between a teacher and a student, manipulation and emotional abuse, obsessive behavior, toxic relationships, unhealthy attachment, dark psychological themes, mentions of blood and death. This novel does not aim at romanticizing or encouraging harmful relationships. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

WARNING- 18+ CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEXUAL ELEMENTS TRAUMA AND TORTURE *************************************************************************************************** Ophelia Blackwood lived her life doing everything she could to be loved. First by her parents and three elder siblings, then by her best friend, and finally by her lover. She sacrificed everything just to be valued by Vincent Dimitri, the son of one of the most dangerous mafia families in Russia, and her childhood best friend, Elosia Jonas. They were her chosen family. Yet her loyalty was repaid with betrayal. After destroying Vincent’s greatest enemy and crowning him the King of the Underworld, Ophelia was killed—by Vincent himself. Elosia hung from Vincent’s half-naked body with a smirk as Ophelia lay in a pool of her own blood. “Thank you for giving me and Vincent such an amazing wedding gift, best friend.” Only in her final breath did Ophelia realize the cruel truth—this was the world of a novel, and she was dying the death of the villainess who killed the male and female leads for love. Ophelia laughed bitterly at her fate. In pain. In misery. Realizing that being unloved and betrayed was always destined for her. But when she woke up again—twenty years old, five years before the story began—she made a different choice. This time, she wouldn’t fight for love. She would fight for revenge. Ophelia proposed a contract marriage to the man she once ruined with her own hands—her former enemy, the heir to the most powerful family on the continent, Kayros Natheniel. “I have two conditions,” Kayros said calmly. “I’ll accept whatever,” Ophelia replied coldly. “First—you don’t meddle in my business. Second—I decide when this marriage ends. of course not before three years even if you beg me to.” But in that moment, Ophelia never imagined — The most dangerous man in the novel’s world would become obsessed with her instead, obsession which is worse than obsession itself “We’re not getting a divorce,” Kayros whispered with a dark smile while thrusting hard inside her, making her scream his name in pleasure. Ophelia freezes. "What? This wasn't part of the contract." Kayros's smirk doesn't disappear; instead, his beautiful blue eyes glint with domination. “Because I never planned on letting you go, my dear wife. You were born to be MINE.”