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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?

This novel tells about life in an Islamic boarding school and routine activities. On the other hand, this novel tells about friendship, knowledge in Islam, there are humorous elements and horror toppings.

“Everything I’ve done was for them… and now, no one can stop me. No one, except, perhaps… her". For centuries, civilizations have been built upon stories. Some sacred, others forbidden. But every story is a form of power. And every truth, a form of rebellion. This Book 1 speaks of guilt, faith, crushing responsibilities, and the first tremor of a love that does not yet understand the magnitude of what it will one day destroy. It is not rebellion yet; it is the dawn before the tragedy. I am not trying to retell Dragon Age: Inquisition. The explosion of the Conclave is only the starting point that allows me to narrate another story... the intimate origin of a relationship that will change the world. When I began writing this story during the pandemic, I too believed the tale Solas had sold us. But I came to understand it was only one version within a greater fiction. He was, after all, remembered as the god of Lies, Treachery and Rebellion, depending upon the story. This book is the origin of the woman behind the myth, and of love before the fall. It is an elven tragedy, and all I want is to bare the wound. "I'm begging for you to take my hand, wreck my plans...That's my man..." All recognizable characters, settings, names, and lore belong to EA and BioWare. This is a fan work based on the Dragon Age universe. Original characters may appear, but the story remains grounded in the world created by BioWare. I am not affiliated with the copyright holders in any way. No copyright infringement is intended. It took me a long time to find the right tone and turn for this story. This is the third time I write about them, and the first time it truly feels like the story moves forward. Solas is a character who touched something deeply personal in me, a thread of rebellion that runs through my own life. I always felt I owed him a fic. Though perhaps… I owed it to myself. Writing this was beautiful. A personal journey, through and through. This is my little gift to the community, but also, to the apostate I became. “The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.” Inspirations: All the Dragon Age novels, codex, and games. Epic: The Musical by Jorge Rivera-Herrans The Misery - Sonata Arctica (Cap "Lady Pain") "The Grand Design" by Stephen Hawking "Escape from Freedom" by Erich Fromm "Sapiens: A Brief History of Humankind" by Yuval Noah Harari "Nexus: A Brief History of Information Networks from the Stone Age to AI" by Yuval Noah Harari "A Long Way Gone" by Ishmael Beah "An american slave's journey to freedom" by Frederick Douglass "Perreo. Una revolución" by Cazzu "Everything I'll say to you tomorrow" by Elísabet Benavent "The Spinoza problem" by Irvin D. Yalom

Ji-Ah Voss, untouchable supermodel and secret business strategist, rules her world with icy precision. Romance? Never. Until a chance collision with the charming, persistent Min-Ho sparks tension she can’t ignore. In a world of glamour, paparazzi, and hidden agendas, can a cold queen let herself feel… or will love remain forbidden?

What do you do when you're at a concert, dancing and trying to forget a colleague you've had a crush on, then suddenly a stranger grabs you from behind, and fucks you till you're too weak to stand? Yeah, that's my situation right now. Crushing on the handsome Alex - who, by the way, doesn’t know I exist - has made me make VERY crazy life decisions, including seeking the help of an arrogant love doctor, and disguising myself as a man just to work with him in his new company. And now, the same stranger from the concert, shows up behind me whenever, and makes me feel things I shouldn’t feel - utterly dangerous and forbidden things until I now crave him. Did I also mention that I hate my new boss? Yeah, Maxwell Wellington is just so annoying, infuriating and insufferable, and it seems the feeling is mutual cause he hates me too.

Serena’s world shattered when she caught her boyfriend cheating. Heartbroken, she seeks comfort in a stranger’s arms — a man whose name she doesn’t even know. The morning after, she never expects to see him again. But fate isn’t done with her. The mysterious stranger is Alexander Blackwood, the new CEO taking over her company. Now she’s forced to face him every day. He is smart, confident, and dangerously magnetic. He tests her limits, blurs the line between desire and professionalism, and awakens something in her she can’t resist. One night was supposed to be meaningless. But with Alexander, nothing stays simple… and nothing will ever be the same. Thank you for reading my work.

Anna came to her sister older house only to stay temporarily. Not to fall into the most dangerous kind of beauty she had ever seen. Alaric Devano—husband of Evelyn Seraphina and Lyanna Mirelle’s brother-in-law—was everything forbidden: handsome, cold, immensely wealthy, dominant… and he stared at Anna far too long for a man who was supposed to ignore her. At first, Anna thought it was mere courtesy. But it wasn’t. He noticed every detail about her. How she stood. How she feared. How she tried to keep her distance. And every time they were alone… he forgot that Anna was his sister-in-law. More dangerously? Anna did not resist. She kept coming back—as if something within her called out, demanded, and claimed her. “He’s my sister's husband. I must not fall into his embrace. But obsession always triumphs over reason. And Alaric… never loses.”

Sold by her own father, she walked into a marriage the world called a curse — only to discover the man in the wheelchair was far more dangerous than her past. ____ Liu Yifei: Dad, how could you do this to me? I am your biological daughter. Whatever you did to me till date, I never questioned you. But today it has crossed all limits, this is a question of my life, after all “How could you arrange my marriage to a paralyzed man?” "Slap..!** Father Liu: How dare you speak to me loudly and question me? Don't forget that you are in my house, you eat my food, you wear my clothes and instead of repaying my favor, you are questioning me..! You too are a ill-mannered and bad character like your mother. I wish you too had died along with your mother, then I would not have to see these days. Tears welled up in Liu Yifei's eyes. She has endured a lot of physical abuse, but she has never felt as bad as she does today from her father's words. *** Liu Yifei is the eldest daughter of a respected family in Shenzhen. But his condition in the family is worse than that of a servant. Ever since her father remarried, her stepmother and step-siblings never miss a chance to put her down. And the surprising thing is that her father also supports her stepmother and stepbrothers and sisters. Her father has changed a lot since his second marriage. ___ My dear grandson, we are doing this for your own good. If we knew who your girlfriend was, we wouldn't have gotten you married to someone else. But trust me that girl is very nice, you are 28 years old now you also need a life partner who can take care of you.. "Zhang's grandmother said to her only grandson. Zhang is not at all happy with his arranged marriage. Although he has not told this to anyone, but his grandfather and grandmother are the only people who understand him without him speaking. *** Zhang Xiao is the only son of China's richest businessman, but sadly, his entire body is paralyzed except his head. Zhang Xiao was a living example of a spoiled child of a rich father, but at the age of 18, a mistake he made changed his entire life. His passion was driving cars and one day, after an accident while racing, the doctors declared him permanently paralyzed. ________ [ Warning ] The story will also contain 18+ scenes so read at your own risk This is my first story. I hope my dear readers will like the story and support me.

She's a photography genius. However, she finds herself bullied by her stepmother and stepsister, and thus, isn't able to showcase her talent. He's the young master of Sharp Edge Group, cold and ruthless. However, he fancies her. With a marriage certificate, he forces her to marry him. She goes from a fallen Cinderella to an enviable Young Madam Lu. He supports her as she soars freely in the world of photography. Oppression and anti-oppression, hunting and fleeing. They are destined to be entangled for a lifetime.

As the executor of the Heavenly Dao, Li Suisui descended to the mortal world for a trial. Born under a celestial omen, her birthday was co-opted by her cousin, which left two girls in the Li Family with the same birthday but disparate fortunes. Everyone said Li Suisui was a harbinger of misfortune, a reincarnated curse spirit, who was fated to bring disaster to her family. They wanted to get rid of her as quickly as possible. On the other hand, Li Yanyan was a lucky star, a blessed bag, everyone wanted to latch onto her coattails, trying to rub off as much luck as they could from her. Later on, when hardship befell the Li Family, the elderly matriarch planned to bury Li Suisui alive to change their luck. But Suisui's powerful uncles came from all corners of the world to rescue her. A grandmaster illusionist, an incomparable physician, the world's top God Hunter...it seemed the Li Family had really kicked at an iron plate! Overnight, Li Suisui became the most adored and cherished member of the family. Sneering outsiders said, "Treating a harbinger of disaster as treasure, when she eventually causes all of your deaths, that's when you'll regret it!" Yet as time passed, not only did no harm befall her uncles' families, but they all began to thrive enormously. Her lame uncle regained his mobility, his barren aunt bore twins, the once discordant couple reconciled, the other uncle became the Number One Scholar... It was even rumored that a long-deceased grandfather had come back to life...

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

He transmigrated into the body of a sixteen-year-old boy. Asou Akiya’s new parents were dead, he had no ties, no burdens, no way back; the original owner had left him nothing but a precarious foothold as the lowliest grunt in Yokohama’s most notorious port organization. For an ordinary human without a single ability, simply staying alive was set to nightmare difficulty. No golden finger from the heavens? Then he would forge his own. Four years later. Destiny finally handed him its greatest turning point. After a cataclysmic explosion rocked the city, Asou Akiya, with meticulous calculation and trembling hands, rescued a breathtaking French beauty who had lost all memory. The man had been betrayed, abandoned, left fragile and shivering in the cold; yet beneath that porcelain vulnerability burned a soul of blinding brilliance and combat prowess that touched the very ceiling of this world. “…Who… am I?” “You are a romantic French poet, Rimbaud.” “A poet?” “Yes,” Akiya whispered, voice steady as scripture, “and you are the love of my life.” From that moment, Asou Akiya placed him upon the apex of his heart and spoiled him rotten. He soothed every wound with tenderness, watered the tender shoots of love with carefully tended lies, and watched them bloom. So what if memory returned one day? He had already seized the most priceless treasure in the world. Thank you, Verlaine! The partner you were willing to discard is now my wife. 【Asou Akiya × Rimbaud (French name: Jean Nicolas Arthur Rimbaud)】 {Mon âme éternelle, Observe ton voeu Malgré la nuit seule Et le jour en feu.} O my eternal soul, Hold fast to desire In spite of the night And the day on fire. — From A Season in Hell, Rimbaud

When vampire hunter Vexa Raine is hunted by both her own coven and the ancient Shadow Eaters, she has no choice but to strike a forbidden pact with Rook Theron—a cursed wolf alpha whose life hangs by a thread. Bound by a soul-sharing contract, they must set aside centuries of blood feud to survive. But as their bond deepens, they’ll discover their fates are tangled in a prophecy that could destroy both their kinds… or save them. A dark fantasy romance of enemies-turned-allies, cursed bloodlines, and a pact that could cost them everything.

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...”

in"The velvet secrets"the novel explores how love can be a refuge and a weapon, set in a world where secrets murmur louder than honesty and every glance carries the weight of unspoken truth Alexander and cynthia two complex souls in between desire and deception.their relationship evolves from tension and denial into reluctant vulnerability-punctuated by moments of biting humor and acting tenderness where alexander forced confession and cynthia realizing they were being watched

***DISCLAIMER: THIS IS A TRANSLATED WORK!!! I HIGHLY RECOMMEND VISITING THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR AND SUPPORT THEM!!! THEY HAVE OTHER AMAZING STUFF!!*** Synopsis: A 29-year-old adult in his previous life transmigrates into the body of a 14-year-old orphan. Asou Akiya puts his past behind him and cautiously embraces his new life. Is this a dangerous cursed world? He has no magic, no talent, and cannot see cursed spirits? But he has a mind. He understands the future plot development. Watch as an ordinary person without any cheat codes transforms into a sorcerer and embarks on the path of growth. In this group of sorcerers where everyone is a warrior, there will be one more anomaly. Betting his unregrettable youth, Asou Akiya offers a curse called "love" to the world. The weakest soul in all the jujutsu world raises his sword toward the strongest. This time, he will pluck the stars from the heavens and seize the moon itself. — Chinese title: 开局为神子献上名为“爱”的诅咒 Author：鱼危

Rule number one of being a successful fake demonic cultivator: never meet the real thing. Unfortunately for Língxi—recently exiled and making ends meet with impressive special effects and a convincing snarl—no one gave Kage Ou the memo. Kage Ou is serenity incarnate, with a smile that doesn’t reach his ancient, bottomless eyes. He finds Língxi’s act… charming. What begins as a bizarre mentorship (Lesson one: how to order tea without making the server faint) spirals into something dangerously like friendship. Língxi gets a front-row seat to real power. Kage Ou gets a guide to the modern world. It’s a perfect arrangement, until Língxi uncovers the truth behind Kage Ou’s name: a legacy written in the blood of a forgotten clan. The monster he’s teaching to blend in has a past that refuses to stay buried. Língxi mastered the art of pretending to be a demon. He never learned how to survive loving one.

Look, I’m Riven Kael. Twenty-eight, data analyst, zero ambition beyond paying rent and avoiding small talk. My life was spreadsheets, instant ramen, and the occasional ghost I pretended not to see. Then one mandatory company gala, because of course it was mandatory, turned into the universe’s worst prank. I touched a cursed amulet. I just touched it. Next thing I know, I’m waking up in a penthouse that costs more than my entire bloodline, sporting a glowing marriage sigil on my wrist, legally and magically hitched to Azryth Valek. Yes, that Azryth Valek. The CEO of half the planet, a walking sin in a three-piece suit, an ancient demon lord who was literally sealed inside said amulet until I accidentally set him free. He says we’re bound. Separation means both of us die slowly and painfully. Soul-consumption optional but very much on the table if I’m stupid enough to fall for him. Which, newsflash, I am not. I’m not. Shut up. So now I’m living with an unfortunately hot CEO from hell, dodging assassination attempts disguised as corporate mergers, banishing spirits that show up at my desk like unpaid interns, and pretending we’re a power couple for the cameras while he smirks like he knows exactly how much I want to strangle him. Or kiss him. Or both. Brain, we are not doing this. I didn’t sign up for boardroom battles, multiversal rifts, or the terrifying realization that the arrogant demon who ruined my life might be the only one who truly sees me. But here I am. Still complaining, still fighting, still falling, against every shred of common sense, hopelessly, stupidly, irrevocably in love. Because when the universe marries you to the devil, it doesn’t ask for consent. It just hands you the ring. And damn it, I’m keeping it.

Her duty was to guard his life. Her danger was to understand his heart. As the legendary Warden of the Argent Shield, Elara’s orders are absolute: embed herself as the personal shadow to Emperor Kaelan, the reviled sovereign whose brutal reforms are tearing the realm apart. She is his last line of defense against a tide of assassins, a silent, lethal statue in armor. She expects a monster carved from ice and arrogance. She finds a man haunted. A ruler who works through the night to atone for a sin no one knows, whose cutting wit hides profound weariness, and whose guarded gaze lingers on the freedom of the birds beyond his palace walls. The more threats Elara neutralizes—the poisoned cup, the traitorous guard, the knife in the dark—the more she pieces together a devastating truth: the greatest threat to the emperor is not the assassins, but the secret that forged his crown. Now, bound by oath to a man she was taught to despise, Elara faces an impossible choice. To save him, she must betray the masters who sent her. To protect her heart, she must deny the connection growing in the silent spaces between bodyguard and charge. In a court of lies, her loyalty is the only truth—and it will become the spark that ignites a revolution or saves a kingdom.

Kim Kiara, a 24-year-old self-made CEO, and Lee Jiho, a famous actor, were once close classmates who drifted apart due to misunderstandings. Years later, fate reunites them at a school reunion and again through a business project where Jiho becomes the face of Kiara’s company. Forced to work together, old memories and hidden feelings resurface. Between professional challenges and emotional conflicts, they must confront their past to decide whether their story deserves a second chance at love.