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I Just Wanted A Soft Life, Not A Demon Husband

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?
Kaguya01 · 159.5k Views

The Author's Promise: 100 Battles To Return Home

Garima wrote the story. Survival is what matters most to her now. A bookish nerd from today's Mumbai loves spicy snacks, stories, and staying awake past midnight. Suddenly, her eyes open in a place born from her own imagination. A world where kingdoms rise and fall. Where Devil Lords will one day plunge the continent into chaos. And where everyone believes she is the Saintess chosen by the Goddess. Home has just a single path leading back to it. Garima leads fighters across a century of fights, one clash after another shaping the fate of everything. Easy... right? Truth stays clear only to Garima She wrote this world. Who stands beside them now might turn away later. What fights are headed for collapse. Armed with nothing but chaotic confidence, terrible singing, random Hindi slang that people mistake for "divine language," and the terrifying knowledge of the future, Garima begins rewriting fate itself. A loose rhythm carries her forward, voice cracking on syllables meant for gods, words slurring into decisions that bend time without warning. It's improvisation under pressure. Lines blur between guesses and truth when she speaks. The timeline stumbles, then follows her lead. Not because it should. Because there's no one else loud enough to try. Yet rewriting the tale demands something in return. If Garima slips A lie born from good intent could unravel everything she fights to protect. One hundred battles. One promise. A saintess steps off the page, her voice unscripted. She moves without permission, lines forgotten. Her silence speaks louder than vows ever could. Pages flutter to the floor, untouched by doctrine. What remains is motion, quiet and unplanned.
Druna_Forever · 15.9k Views

The Stranger Behind My Orgasm

"You will cum when you earn it, slut," He spat, slapping my cunt again. "You absolute, depraved BASTARD, I was so close!" "That filthy mouth." He watched me writhe with cold burning satisfaction in those eyes and leaned closer to whisper. "It keeps mouthing off. Let's give that dirty, filthy mouth something to do." His hand fisted in my hair, letting go of my legs and dragged me off the bench to my knees. He was about to fuck me! ** ** ** ** ** ** Have you ever fucked a stranger in an airplane bathroom on Valentine's Day after having the worst day of your life? Yeah. Me neither. Until my boyfriend decided to give me the plot twist of the century on the most romantic day of the year—cheating on me with half of New York in our bed. So I threw caution to the wind and let a masked stranger bend me over in a cramped airplane bathroom and fuck me until I saw the stars. No faces. No names. Just the best orgasm of my life and a silent agreement we'd never see each other again. Except four weeks later, I'm starting fresh as Executive Assistant to Finnegan Wolfe — billionaire CEO, certified control freak, and the most infuriatingly gorgeous man I've ever had the misfortune of working for. And my new boss is the stranger who wrecked me. He just doesn't know it yet. Now I'm navigating a job I desperately need, a past I'm desperately hiding, and a man who makes me forget every reason I'm supposed to stay professional. The only question is — what happens when he finally remembers? This is a steamy office romance with secrets, lies, and enough sexual tension to melt your Kindle. EXPECT PROMISING ORGASMS AND INTENSE, RAW, HARDCORE, SMUTTY, DIRTY, NASTY SCENES. Rated 19. Here, your fantasies will come alive. PARTICIPATING IN WSA 2026 — I'M COUNTING ON YOUR SUPPORT!
MarcellaCross · 435.1k Views

Chased by two billionaires

“Where did you go?” He questioned, not bothering to adjust his unbuttoned shirt. I had run away but here I was coming to apologize for my actions. “You think you can come and go as you please?” His fingers pressed against my cheeks, firm but not painful, forcing me to meet his gaze. “No, I—I,” I stammered, but before I could finish, his lips almost grazing mine, he interrupted, his tone ice-cold. “You will go home this instant,” he spoke, his face dark. “And you'll stay there till I get back,” he barked out his orders, his eyes boring into mine. “Who do you think you are to order me around,” I thought to respond but my lips wouldn’t make a sound. I didn't fight back. I couldn’t. Without another word, I turned and walked away, his gaze searing into my back. ~~~~~~~~~~ After a steamy night with a sexy stranger, Elena finds out she is pregnant. She is sent abroad to study by her father. Unknown to her, when she comes back five years later her father arranged for her to marry Damien Landon, the illegitimate son of a powerful family. Feeling caged in a loveless marriage and finding out her husband has another woman, Elena decided to run away but the past she ran away from followed after her. Things get complicated when she meets her Ex Cornell Grey, who has now become a charming billionaire. He set his sights again on Elena, trying to win her back. Torn between the two powerful men asking for her back and haunted by secrets of her past, Elena must navigate love, betrayal, and the cost of a marriage built on lies.
Benita_Adiukwu · 19k Views

The Back Bench Buddies

This is a story about noise—the kind that fills classrooms, cafeterias, group chats, and living rooms. About chaos that looks childish from the outside but quietly keeps people alive on the inside. At its heart is Rhea, sharp-tongued, observant, dramatic in her own head, navigating school days packed with surprise tests, ridiculous debates, sibling wars at home, and friendships that feel louder than the school bell. Through her eyes, ordinary days turn into spectacles—teachers roasting students, friends losing battles to notebooks, lunch tables becoming debate stages, and laughter becoming a survival skill. Around her is a group that doesn’t try to be perfect: Kabir, calm, sarcastic, steady—feeling more than he admits. Yuhan, quiet, thoughtful, carrying the weight of past loneliness and slowly learning what it means to belong. Samar and Neel, walking disasters with golden hearts—overacting, bickering, losing games, winning laughter, and turning every moment into a scene no one forgets. There is no dramatic love confession here. Just glances held a second too long. Comfort in silence. Care disguised as jokes. Feelings that exist before anyone is brave enough to name them. This story isn’t about toppers or backbenchers, heroes or villains. It’s about friendship that feels overwhelming in the best way, families that tease because they love, birthdays that matter only because of the people around you, and school days that someday become memories you miss without realizing when they ended. A chaotic, wholesome, funny, and deeply human slice of growing up— where love hides in laughter, and belonging sounds a lot like noise.
Payal_Goswami_6362 · 34.3k Views

Rebirth in the 80s: Became a Stepmother and Pampered by My Husband

They gave her ruins. She built a home. After a brutal betrayal and a near-fatal crash, Qin Lian thought her life was over. Instead, she wakes up in a novel, as the fake daughter of the Qin family, forced to swap engagements and marry a rough countryside man with three children. Everyone expects her to suffer. After all, the original host hated her new family and chased after her ex-fiancé, only to meet a miserable end. But Qin Lian isn't playing by the script. When everyone expected her to wither as a wretched stepmother, she was loved by the children. And that old pig farmer? A handsome former soldier who pampered his wife like she was his only treasure. When the white lotus, the real daughter of the Qin family, thought she had won everything, she had no idea who she was up against. With sharp wit, quiet resilience, and a heart that refuses to break, Qin Lian begins to reshape her fate, turning a discarded life into something extraordinary. So when those who once abandoned her come crawling back, and the ex-fiancé who once scorned her becomes obsessed, Qin Lian doesn't flinch. Because this time… she's already won. .....Excerpt...... When she found her boyfriend and best friend rolling in bed together, Qin Lian couldn't help but scoff. "I don't deserve to be the Chen family's daughter-in-law?" She laughed, cold and sharp. "The family that threw you out like garbage? I was the one who took you in. I paid your rent, your food, your failed dreams. Without me, you were nothing." "And you have the nerve to call me pitiful?" Her gaze cut to her best friend. "Did you even break up with your last boyfriend before jumping into his bed? No?" She smiled. "Well, no doubt you both suit each other." One last look at Chen Zhihao, from up and down. "I used to think you were just a bad kisser. Turns out, you have nothing to be proud of at all." "Thanks for taking out the garbage, Tang Lin. I owe you one." She walked out without looking back. Some people don't deserve a goodbye. ......xxxxx...... Genres/Tropes: Love After Marriage, Face-Slapping, Transmigration/Rebirth, Farming, Businesswoman, Military Marriage, Military, Slice of Life, Family Drama, Birth Secrets, Soldier Husband, Pig Farmer, Sweet Love, Cute Kids, Cooking, Loving Family, Passionate Love, Fake Daughter, Intelligent Female Lead, Strong Female Lead, Rebirth 1980s, 80s era. For more works of Author: 1. Eternal Love: A Love Story 2. My Evil Genius Wife 3. I Woke Up as the Villainous Empress Follow me on: Instagram: @kamlyn_love Discord: https://discord.gg/NTPCE7YZm7
Kamlyn · 79k Views