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Raising Beast Husbands with My Space — The Villainess Becomes a Beloved Favorite

[High-quality male competition + all pure Beast Husbands + group pampering + Healing Ability + from being disliked to becoming adored by all] Su Muyao transmigrated to the Beast World, starting off with being exiled and mistreating five stunningly beautiful Beast Husbands. And she had just transmigrated and was right on the scene. It is said that she originally had a noble status and even had ten Beast Husbands, but five of them would rather forfeit half of their superpower strengths to forcibly dissolve their relationship with her. The other five Beast Husbands had no way to dissolve their relationship and could only follow her to be exiled to the most barren and cold Tribe. Looking at the abused, sickly, and incredibly beautiful five Beast Husbands, Su Muyao, armed with a Space System, started searching for food, farming, cooking, and trading. She also possesses a Wood Element Ability to heal injuries, has extremely high fertility, and can give birth to top-talented babies. Before she knew it, she cleaned up her reputation and became adored by all, even unintentionally stunning the entire Beast World Continent. High-quality noble beastman constantly beg to be her Beast Husband. And those who said they would leave after three months found that the Beast Husbands not only stayed but also vied to pamper her, creating a daily Asura scene of competition for her favor. The pure and cold Wolf Beastman The enchanting and alluring Fox Beastman The gentle-as-jade Snake King Beast The soul-captivating Blood Clan Beast The pure and unblemished Ice and Snow Beast The handsome and aloof Dragon Beastman, and so on. Initially, they despised her, but later they revolved around her, using steely determination to protect and pamper her with their lives. Each one competed to become her Beast Husband and spend the night with her. Those who once abandoned and betrayed her before the exile, even if it were a hellish pursuit of love, she would never forgive.
Auspicious and Lucky Snow · 1.3m Views

WHISPERS OF CAELUM

The old books say _Caelum_ is the vault of heaven — silent, distant, indifferent. Elodie died beneath it. The afternoon sky hung so perfectly blue it felt like mockery. Aysal wasn’t there at the time. First time she was late to reach her own palace and by the time she reached there, the _Caelum_ had already taken her best friend and given nothing back. Not even a hint. A year later, Aysal returns. Not a hero. Not a vigilante. Just a girl hollowed out by a grief that won’t end. The police have a closed file. The town has new gossip. The sky — the cursed, beautiful _Caelum_ — still arches over everything, unchanged. She doesn’t want revenge. She wants peace. But some secrets are meant to burn and they required someone to start the fire. So Aysal listens to the whispers of Caelum. For a sign. For permission to become what she has to become. Because some voices only speak after the heavens stay silent. _Whispers of Caelum_ is a psychological thriller story about love of friendship, agent friend, loss of love ones, world of criminals and the violence we inherit when the world refuses to mourn with us. The story of two friends who lost each other in accident but story take turns and become more interesting when Aysal returns with the secrets only she knows, the betrayel of her friend who died with every true emotion that she wasn't able to show to Aysal. . They called it _Caelum_: the heavens, the eternal, the keeper of souls. But it didn’t keep Elodie. It rushed her. Twenty years of life reduced to a whisper in Aysal lap, under a sky that had existed for billions of years and wouldn’t spare her one more minute. Elodie's s lips moved. She want to say something Aysal bent over and press her ears close to listen carefully but she can't make words. A sound, shaped like Latin, maybe. Like something from church. Or a dream. Elodie try again and she whispered while grasping irregularly to her lost breath: _“Whi... pers... cal...”_ something. Aysal shook her head, frantic. _“Don’t. Don’t talk. Stay with me, ambulance here,I am here,Elodie . Stay, stay with me.”_ But Elodie breathing was slowing down. Aysal tried to talk to her but her surrounding was replaced by silence and nothing. From afar the sirens of ambulance are coming closer but Aysal knows that she lost her. She lost her only friend, she lost her only love one who truly understand her. And the Elodie's last words— whatever it was — got swallowed by Aysal's own screaming. By the sudden trauma, sudden silence or the awful quiet remain behind. climax: [Elodie has child]
Sardar_Khanzadi · 379 Views

Rich , Spoiled and Mine: A double trouble romance ( BL)

Two best friends. Two accidental crimes. One city that never forgets a face. Scholarship students sky and Phuvit thought moving from their quiet hometown to the neon-lit chaos of Bangkok would be their fresh start. They were wrong. When sky accidentally stumbles into a restricted VIP lounge and lands on the lap of Rome —the cold, lethally handsome heir to a Mafia empire—he doesn't cower. He delivers a stinging slap and a tongue-lashing that leaves the "Mafia King" stunned and obsessed. Sky thinks he escaped; Rome thinks he’s found a new toy. Across town, Phuvit is just trying to survive his shift at a convenience store when he crosses paths with Ace, the billionaire heir to the country’s biggest fortune. After a clumsy colleague spills coffee on Ace's designer shoes, Ace demands a humiliating apology. Phuvit stands his ground, throwing a few bills at the "spoiled brat" and walking away with his head high. The nightmare begins on the first day of university. Sky and Phuvit realize their tormentors don't just attend their school—they own it. From the lecture halls of Bangkok’s elite to the high-stakes boardrooms of the corporate world, the game of cat-and-mouse is just beginning. In a world where money buys everything, can a sharp tongue and a smart mind survive the hearts of men who are used to owning the world? They expected a fight for their freedom—but they never expected a miracle that would change their lives, and the laws of nature, forever.
Inkandurban · 3.9k Views

Temptations Of Love

SLOW BURN Love is a searing trail she's afraid to follow. ..... Evelina Wilson was sure of everything she wanted in life, and finding love didn't make the list. She has been scorched and scarred too much, she had shut her heart against it and and any form of its fantasies — atleast so she thought till she met him, Pete Hudson, her 'dare kiss'. All it took was one dare to kiss the lips of a stranger at the bachelorette party she had been forced to attend, to be exposed to a world of unending temptations. She wants to stay away from him, but he has her in a snare. How far can she fight off her temptations, before she gives in to the fantasies she's scared of? What would it take for her to heal and how long will he wait? EXCERPT ******** Alexandra and Christopher. Christopher caught the glint of excitement and expectations in her eyes. "I still think you're a very foolish girl to want this..want me." He told her, and Alexa daringly tipped her chin at him. "Why? Because you think you're going to hurt me?" "No, silly girl, because I will do more than hurt you. I'm not a good man for you, and you deserve better. Far better than me. And while I'd hate to have someone touch your lips again," he grazed his thumb against her soft lips. "it's a truth that has to be told." Unaware of herself, Alexa inched closer to him as if spirited by something unknown. Her face lifted to his till he felt her minty breath on his chin and her fingers brushing against it. "I do not doubt there's better out there for me, Christopher—" She muttered, and his brows twitched before narrowing to a knot. "Yes, there a few men out there who'd care about me and my feelings more than you'd ever be capable of. Of course, they're smarter, more handsome —" "Thread with caution, Alexa," He darkly drawled, and Alexa held back the smile about to spread across her face. She continued. "Yes, there is a line of perfect men out there, maybe a short one, because I doubt such precious jewels would be abundant. They have to be rare." "Alexandra!" "But despite this possibility of good men being out there, I still want you, Christopher. Yes, you'll burn me, but I've had my battle scars already. If this will be my end, then I pick you to be the fire that ruins me because I'll have it no other way." "Alexandra," He husked, breathing out her name as her dainty hands cupped his face and pulled him down till he touched her lips with his one more time. "And just so you know, you're not safe from me because I'll hurt you too, as that is all I've ever known, Christopher. I'll take from you till there's nothing left of you take." She said, trying her best to use the very words he had said to her over that kitchen island a few days ago. While her voice lacked the vigor he had possessed when he said those words to her, she meant every word of it. They both wanted each other, so they would take whatever they could from the other. She inched closer, and Christopher let her do as she pleased with him. She teased him with her not-so-naive lips, and he groaned. He gripped his hand around hers when she broke the kiss and tried to pull away. He tried controlling his strength as he roughly pulled her back, slamming her slender body against his. "I'm going to brand you mine. All mine, Alexandra. And I want you to remember it was you who wanted this. You." He told her as if wanting to drill the words into her skull, so she would never forget. "Alexandra?" He called when she stared silently at him. Nodding, she agreed. "I won't forget." A steady romance with a lot of sweetness. NOTE: I WRITE SLOW BURN.
Da_Rose · 201.6k Views