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Jasmine Towers married billionaire Keith Acland in an arranged marriage meant to benefit two powerful families. There was no love, no romance—and Jasmine accepted it. As the CEO’s wife, she devoted herself to maintaining the perfect image and raising her son to become the rightful heir of the Acland family. Everything collapses when Keith’s former lover returns… with a child she claims is his. Overnight, Jasmine’s position is questioned. Her son’s inheritance is threatened. And the woman who once stood quietly beside her husband is pushed out of her own home. Betrayed by her husband and abandoned by high society, Jasmine is forced into a ruthless battle for survival—where losing means watching her son lose everything. Jasmine must fight to protect her child… and reclaim what was stolen from her.

Blurb: Freshman Year In College is a beautiful modern fairytale set in the heart of the University of Oxford. Felicity Paddington is a girl with big dreams and a hopeful heart. She loves her family deeply, especially her father even though he abandoned her and her mother years ago. She doesn’t understand why he left, and that unanswered question still haunts her. Once, she gave her heart to Theodore Owen, and he broke it. Since then, Felicity has kept her heart carefully guarded. Freshman year is meant to be a new beginning. A new campus. New friends. No distractions. Getting accepted into Oxford feels like the opportunity she has been waiting for, a chance to grow, discover herself, and build the future she has always imagined. Everything changes when she is accepted into Oxford. College is supposed to be her fresh start, the moment she finally steps into the life she has always dreamed of. But on her very first days on campus, Felicity meets a charming and mysterious boy named Christopher Buckingham Blake. Confident, complicated, and completely unexpected, he unsettles everything she planned. Christopher is not an ordinary student. He is the Prince of England, heir to the throne of England. A royal who refuses to be controlled by palace rules and tradition, he chooses freedom instead of a crown. He leaves royal life behind to attend university, hoping to live a normal life, even if it means clashing with his powerful father, the King. He is rebellious, carefree, and full of mistakes but he loves his family deeply, despite the tension between them. When Christopher meets Felicity, everything changes. Between lectures, late night conversations, study sessions, new friendships, jealous rivals, misunderstandings, and hidden secrets, their worlds slowly collide. What begins as enemies to lovers, an innocent friendship turns into a slow-burn romance neither of them expected or planned. But loving a prince comes with a price, forbidden feelings, royal scandals, dangerous choices and risky decisions that threaten their happiness. As Felicity moves through her first year, she must face heartbreak, buried family secrets, and the truth about love itself. College will test her strength, challenge her dreams, and stretch her heart in ways she never imagined. Freshman year in college was supposed to be about survival. Instead, it may change her destiny forever. A story of love, self-discovery, friendship, personal growth, loyalty, and unforgettable first experiences. Freshman Year In College is a romantic, and emotional journey about growing up, chasing dreams, and finding love where it is least expected.

At the last attempt for peace, Ophelia Valthorn is sacrificed by her ruthless stepfather, Joel Valthorn, to marry the feared Lord Dante Hastings. Ophelia is torn away from her sick brother, whom she loves dearly, and taken across enemy lands, where her every move is scrutinised, and every glance filled with hatred. Dante and Ophelia are guarded against each other until the rise of assassinations and whispers of betrayal within each family forces them to lean on each other. As Ophelia adapts to her new life, she discovers a curse which torments her husband. It is a curse which threatens not only the truce but Ophelia’s life. Will Ophelia flee before war breaks out again, or help Dante break free of the curse?

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...”

Having spent her childhood confined in chains, Alice was a child who knew neither love nor joy. Scorned by her family while being tortured in the name of the greater good for years, she grew numb to all feeling and thought. That is, until one day, a man in black offered her a chance to escape. There were once rumours widespread of an endless hell, a land of glorious death and dreadful opportunity. Fools went in search of it, and the clever never ventured into it. Only when its baleful mysteries spilled unto the earth did all hear its name — the Abyss. A single drop of its blood could give someone the power to control shadows, move faster than sound, or strength greater than the strongest man. Yet, it all came at a cost; the blood would always make sure those who consumed it became part of the Abyss, with one exception — Alice. Cast away by her own blood, it was her destiny to rot in a gilded cage. But, that fateful day changed everything. Gifted a second chance at life, a chance to turn her life around and claim vengeance against her family, a chance to dive deep into the Abyss and gain the power to govern her own fate, Alice took his hand, unaware of the destiny unfolding before her. Cover drawn by Aoi Ogata. Discord: https://discord.gg/vrdTSkj8Va

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ ONLY. Contains explicit smut, omegaverse, knotting, and mpreg.] "Fuck, still so tight." That's the first thing I hear after dying. Not a heavenly choir, not a wise guide explaining the mechanics of reincarnation, just a voice like dark honey and broken glass, breath scorching hot against my neck, and a body that absolutely isn't mine rolling its hips back like it has no objections whatsoever to what's happening to it. I have objections, so many objections. My body has apparently decided to hold a separate meeting without me. I was twenty-eight, overworked to the point of literal death, and had never so much as kissed anyone seriously. None of that seems to matter to the omega body I've just woken up in.. currently making desperate, broken sounds into expensive silk sheets, trembling around a knot that shouldn't feel this good, this full, this.. right, while my actual mind is still standing in the corner going what the fuck, WHAT THE FUCK??? By the time I finally see his face, it's far too late for dignity. Gray eyes cold as a winter storm, features sharp enough to cut, the kind of beautiful that doesn't ask permission before it ruins you. It gets so much worse when I learn his name. Wuchen Bael, my sister's fiance, the man who looked me dead in the eye afterward and said, without blinking.. "Round two?" And I haven't even gotten to the part where I find out I'm pregnant.

He thought she was nothing. She let him believe it. Sophia Monroe endured three years of betrayal, playing the humble wife while her husband flaunted his mistress. When he demanded divorce, she signed with a secret smile. Because she's the Monroe Global heiress. She OWNS his company. His trusted secretary? Was HER spy all along. The mistress? Just another pawn. Now three billionaire CEOs are competing for her heart, her ex-lover—the man who murdered her parents—is back and obsessed with possessing her. Her husband realizes he just divorced the most powerful woman alive. Revenge never looked this expensive.

Some people simply need a long time to truly let go of someone who was once their sanctuary. ​For Nazma Xanthe, letting go isn't just about forgetting a name; it’s about escaping the shadows of her own failure. Choosing a junior high school far away from her childhood friends was Nazma's way of "dying" to be born again. She wants to erase the traces of the girl who once hurt those she loved—the girl branded as 'mentally unstable' by the one person she trusted most. ​Harvey. ​The ex-boyfriend who left behind both a scar and a burning grudge is now the sole target in Nazma’s sights. She has vowed to shatter Harvey’s arrogance and surpass his English skills at her new, prestigious school. ​However, amidst her ambition to build a new fortress upon her torn pink carpet, Nazma is met with an unexpected glitch: Zemiro Guilherme. A boy with a name that’s impossible to spell, a quiz score that threatens her rank, and a smile that slowly begins to dismantle her escape plan. ​Will Nazma succeed in her revenge against Harvey, or will she find herself trapped in a new kind of "battlefield" called feelings?

Power runs in blood - and blood always demands payment. Aya rules the North Kingdom with an ancient power that could end her bloodline forever. When Killan, the Southern King, seeks alliance through marriage, politics turn dangerous and desire becomes a liability. What begins as political maneuvering soon becomes something far more volatile. Drawn together by necessity, respect, and a growing attraction neither expected, Aya and Killan must navigate court intrigue, ancient rivalries, and the heavy cost of duty. As old wounds resurface and war looms on every border, the choices they make will determine not only the fate of their kingdoms—but the price of their hearts. Echoes of Ice and Iron is a story of power and inheritance, of love tested by obligation, and of sacrifices demanded by crowns forged in blood and history.

Every year, one “Lucky Star” is chosen from the entire nation, one ordinary student given the chance to study at the prestigious, elite, and painfully extravagant Aristella Institute, home to heirs of royalty, billionaires, and politicians. Mira Lawson never cared about the tradition. She wanted a quiet life, a working bus schedule, and maybe eight hours of sleep. Instead, she gets the spotlight, the drama, and the Crown Prince’s rage, all before lunch. Her first day ends in national scandal when she spills coffee on Prince Adrian Everhart… then tells him to relax. Now the media calls her iconic, the school calls her chaotic, and the Prince calls her a problem. But the more Mira stands her ground, the more she becomes the one girl Adrian can’t ignore… and the only one bold enough to challenge the crown. Between dangerous secrets, elite politics, jealous nobles, and an unwanted spark between her and the annoyingly handsome prince, Mira must survive a world designed to break her. She’s just here to finish school. The world, however… Wants her to start a revolution. A hilarious, romantic, and addictive slow-burn story full of banter, tension, and chaos.

Jade was nothing but a mocked student in oversized hoodies until she agreed to help her trainer with last-minute gym inventory on New Year’s Eve. However, a single mistake—sending a private video to the wrong contact—shatters her life in seconds. Publicly humiliated at a New Year’s party, betrayed by her boyfriend as part of a cruel bet, Jade stood drenched in filth and laughter, stripped of dignity in front of the entire school, until the Alpha Triplets arrived. And with it, a ruthless bond shackled her to all three, as well as revealing she was the lost daughter of the Lycan King. The Alpha Triplets, known for their coldness and brutality, searched for their mates to break their feral curse before their 25th birthday. But when they found their mate in the form of a weak, frail girl, disdain was all she got. With a new identity and a transformation in her life, Jade is tossed into deadly Lycan politics, brutal mate bonds, a fourth bond, a throne soaked in blood, and an attraction from the Rogue King himself. What will she do when she discovers not everything is as it seems? How will Jade survive the chaos that follows in her quest to win the Lunar Crown Student of the Year and evade the dangerous love of her fourth mate, now turned enemy, who sought out her heart? Four Alphas. One girl. And Fate's Twisted Game of Love and Power.

There are no women left in the werewolf world. At least, that's what the packs tell themselves. The world is ruled by wolves. And wolves have no queens. Female werewolves are extinct—erased by time, war, or something worse. No one dares to speak of them. No one remembers how they looked. No one *survived* them. Except her. Raised as a mistake. Hidden like a curse. She bound her chest in bloody cloth and learned to walk with a limp so they wouldn't see her hips. She spoke in growls and spit like the boys. She pissed in the dirt and pretended not to bleed. Her grandfather called her deformed. Said she was sick. A freak. Told her if the pack ever found out what she really was, they’d rip her to shreds. And she believed him. Until the night of her first shift—when her bones broke and reformed into something unmistakably *female*. Now, the secret she was told would kill her becomes the reason she's sold. Five alphas. Five monsters in human skin. Rulers of a vicious, dying pack. They've been waiting their entire lives for something like her. Something to fuck. Something to breed. Something to chain. Now exposed as the only living female werewolf, she is captured and sold like livestock—delivered to five ruthless alphas who rule by claw and blood. Five rivals who see her as salvation and property. A walking womb to breed a new generation. Their personal apocalypse in fragile flesh. But they made one mistake. They thought she was prey. But she is not fragile. She is fire. She is hunger. She is vengeance wrapped in curves and teeth. They want her on her knees. She’ll bring them to theirs. By the time their lust turns lethal and their unity rots into war, she’ll have made them hers—or burned them to the fucking ground. She’ll let them fight over her. She’ll let them touch, taste, even claim her. She’ll feed their obsession until it rots into madness. Then she’ll twist their lust into rage—and tear their precious pack apart from the inside. One kiss at a time. One betrayal at a time. One body at a time. She was born to be their ruin.

Death by overwork? Check. Isekai’d into a glittery kingdom called Aelthryndivoryssalindria, yes, that's the name but I call it Aelthryn, because who has time for that? Double check. All I wanted was a soft life filled with pastries, naps, and no husband. But five years into my new life as Princess Elyndravyssorathielindria Sylvarindelthys—Elyn, please, God knows why the names are so difficult to pronounce—my father demands I marry. But explain to me why all the potential suitors look like they were picked up from the fucking gutter? I kid you not. one of them literally suggested teaching me to ride a horse and guess who found out he could not ride one at all and at the end of the day cried begging for his mother...me. And that's just one. There's also the fact that I don't want to even get married. So in a panic, after scaring my suitors away, I tell my father I'm in love with Zorathys Vaelkyrion. What I didn't plan for was the fact that Zorathys is real, he’s at our annual ball, and he’s calling me his lover to settle Dad’s debts. Now I’m stuck in the Underworld, managing Hell’s paperwork, babysitting demon nobles, and dodging a giant snake with a sweet tooth. Oh, and Zor? A lazy, body-pillow-hugging tease who makes my heart race. Worse, every escape portal dumps me in his bedroom, and he’s not so bad. But when I stumble into a plot to overthrow him, my soft-life dreams might cost me everything—unless I fight for the husband I never wanted. Send help please, I just wanted a soft life and not a demon husband.. --------------------- "...you can't marry my daughter," my father said to the demon king and I nodded. "...she...she's gay. Yes," he said with a nod like that was the most reasonable explanation ever. "She's into girls." I was shocked and stared at him then back at the demon king who paused. Maybe this could work after all. I nodded too, supporting my father's words. The demon king smiled then. "What good taste you have, there's a reason why we belong to each other after all. I'm into women too." What?

Shee Bah found herself wrangling with another woman over a man that she has been married to for a period of two years. What's more, her husband turned out to be a superstar, with great public appeal _ usually commanding a high salary, who never wanted his relationship to be revealed due to the scandal it might cause. As an underdog, still struggling to make it to greater heights of her music career with her sensational talent, she's extremely insecure about the lady her husband is secretly seeing _ a famous model with strong public influence. By the time she exhaustedly concluded that she wasn't at any standard of a match to the other woman in beauty and reputation, her one week released music album shocks the media waves, topping the chats, becoming the most selling album at the time, making her the most influential female artist.

Aarin, being a centuries-old reaper, has fallen into a routine he likes. He does his work, spends his free time gardening, and constantly evades the past that’s begging to catch up to him. He’s alone, and that’s how he likes it. However, when a painfully familiar face pops on a mission, his meticulously arranged world threatens to fall apart. Though Aarin wants to run, as he always has, this ghost from history doesn’t seem too eager to let go of him just yet… Tired-of-everyone's-BS MC x Smitten-old-disciple ML (BL) Dual POV between MC and ML (prologue and arc breaks may have other POV's) Updates every weekend + Frequent art Beta-read by R.S. Vaesen, J.B. Thwaite, and Stein

The universe hated me so much, it tossed me around, then dumped me straight into the arms of my father’s killer. — I thought I understood monsters. I grew up with them. I survived them. I swore I would kill the one who murdered my father and brothers. But when I finally found him, I failed. Dante Corsetti. Alpha. Mafia boss. The man who destroyed my family and dragged me into his house like a living trophy. He broke me apart until I didn’t know where my rage ended and his cruelty began. He said I was nothing. A prisoner. A reminder of everything he’d lost. A punishment for sins I never committed. Yet the longer I stayed, the more the world I thought I knew cracked open. The secrets about my bloodline, lies my father died with and a supernatural truth I should never have discovered. And in the middle of it all, a mate bond tied me to the monster I hated most. The goddess must be laughing because Dante is not the only one drawn to me. There were two others. Knox, who looked at me like I was the first good thing the goddess ever gave him. Reed, who claimed I was destined for him no matter who he had to fight. Three alphas. One impossible bond. And me, trapped between revenge, desire, and a fate dark enough to break every one of us. WARNING: 18+ Contains dark, and triggering themes some readers might find disturbing.

In a small town where responsibilities are heavier than dreams, Ananya has learned to stay silent. Brilliant in studies and devoted to her family, she hides a secret deep within her heart — a burning desire to become a singer. Music is her escape, her comfort, her unspoken truth. But with her family struggling financially, she believes her dream is nothing more than a luxury she cannot afford. Every evening, she swallows her words and chooses silence over desire. Until one day, a mysterious voice drifting through the twilight air changes everything. Drawn toward a melody that feels strangely familiar, Ananya takes a step she never dared to before. Will she finally find the courage to give her dreams a voice? Or will silence remain her only companion?

After her inexplicable death in her sleep, Kurokawa Saki was thrown into the Death Game section selection. Receiving information that there are 12 players with various different IDs, she quickly found out how unreliable most of them were. Moreover, half of them were in the Red party and the other half was in the Black Party. So the werewolves game has started. Moreover, the game still gave them inexplicable missions from time to time. Kurokawa Saki: “...” It's so exciting. When the mainline started and the ‘dead’ players received new ID, they had just realized the game was driving them further and further away in various ‘fun’ scenarios. … [No. 1]: I know that I'm the member of the organization on the surface but what the hell is this task of dancing in the nightclub? Moreover, I'm being hit on and could only run away. That blond haired bartender has been glaring at me! [No. 2]: My second ID is a high school student and I transferred to Teitan High School. Due to the mission to get Sonoko's sister's phone number, I had to play with these two students and Conan has been glaring at me, ah, ah! [No. 3]: My first ID is a killer, the second one is a serial killer, and the third one is a drug dealer. Can't you give me a normal identity? I didn't even dare to come out of my house now! [No. 4]: I'm a police officer, but I'm not even as good as an elementary school student in solving cases. And what do you mean that I'm just a violent police officer, huh? Watch me break the telephone pole, you b*stard! + 8 more people. … After a few scenarios, everyone came to the same conclusion The players: This game is too hard! Not only do they have to act in accordance with their ID card, they also have to complete various strange missions. So… let's make trouble :) When the vice leader of their group sees what they have been doing through their daily share in the chat…. Public Security Officer [5]: … NO, What the hell is wrong with you? One of you is fighting with Shuichi Akai and the other one is fighting with Furuya Rei? You even earn exclusive titles from them! You two are on the freaking Red Side! The two troublemakers: Hehe, sorry, Vice Leader, we're under too much pressure and fighting can enhance ‘friendship.’ Public Security Officer [5]: No, your exclusive titles from them show how much they hated you. And when he tried to calm down, he found out the others are not any better. [6]: Wow, it's so fragrant to tease this pink haired post graduate school student~ [7]: Ah, I nearly died in the hands of Gin… when can I receive the death script QAQ [8]: Let me fight the FBI again. I'm itching to fight. [9]: Why do I have to be the attending doctor of the main characters, ah… [10]: Oh, I just threatened Vermouth [11]: Oops, Conan is glaring at me for teasing Ran [12]: Hey, this female announcer is really nice. I felt bad for lying to her. As the only serious one, no. 5 just wanted to say one thing: [5]: …Destroy it. I'm tired. … Note 1: There’ll be OOC and the character's interpretation might not be correct. A lot of original characters in the world’s settings, playing for fun and all. (more wines and police officers, a few original cases, and the player group’s self made case) Note 2: There will be a lot of personal subjective thoughts in the article. If you have any parts that you don’t agree with, please stop the loss in by clicking the arrow on the upper left corner in time. Thank you for your cooperation. Note 3: The style is mixed between comedy and tragedy… you’ve been warned Note 4: This is a fan fiction, I don't own the characters belonging to the comic. I only made a few original characters for the sake of the story Note 5: I made this more for myself and for fun so eh, don't expect too much

This story revolves around Aarav, a quiet, perfectionist science student in Mumbai, and Priya, a creative transfer student from Kerala who tells stories through her camera. In this book their coming-of-age journey explores school traditions, family pressure, and social divides, all set against vibrant campus life. Key arcs include friendships, festive events, public scandals, heartbreaks, and a dramatic choice between love and truth, culminating in an uplifting ending where young love and justice triumph.