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Yin Yue grows up knowing hunger better than comfort and silence better than prayer. When violence steals her mother and leaves her alone in the streets, survival becomes her only education. She learns quickly. Taken by traffickers and sold into the imperial palace as part of the Inner Court selection, Yin Yue enters a world governed by beauty, obedience, and quiet cruelty. Girls are renamed, ranked, and watched. Some adapt. Many disappear. Yin Yue observes. She learns how power moves through corridors, how favor is earned and lost, how kindness can be used and punished. Each choice she makes is small, necessary, and irreversible. There is no moment where she decides to become ruthless—only moments where gentleness proves too expensive. As years pass, Yin Yue rises through the palace not by force, but by understanding. Love becomes complicated. Loyalty becomes conditional. And power, once within reach, asks her to decide who she is willing to become. This is not a story about destiny. It is the story of a woman who lived—fully, painfully, intelligently—inside a system designed to erase her, and did not disappear.

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. In a world ruled by power, bloodlines, and money, Jasmine must fight to protect her child… and reclaim what was stolen from her.

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.

For brothers Kim Seolwol and Kim Junseo, the night is their workplace and theft is their craft. In a world ruled by shortcuts and technology, Seolwol still believes in silence, patience, and old ways. One job pulls them into unfamiliar territory—working alongside Miran Konstantinov, a foreign operative whose presence disrupts everything they thought they understood. As secrets surface and alliances blur, Seolwol finds himself standing at the edge of choices that will reshape his life, his rules, and the meaning of trust. Some encounters are accidents. Others leave scars long after the job is done.

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...”

A prideful snake who bowed to no one—until he became a jealous husband. A snow tiger beast warrior feared and respected, reduced to an obedient husband. A wolf chief known as a Casanova, who never stayed—until he chose loyalty. And a selfish merman who learned generosity for the first time, expecting nothing in return for his prizes possession. All of them changed after meeting one woman... After sniffing in an impossible scent. Her name is Arinya. …And unfortunately for this world, that’s me, haha. *** I wrote a book once. It was an unhinged fantasy born from my high-school brain, driven by loneliness and too many hormones. It was a world of beastmen, wild freedom, and the kind of romantic attention I could never get in real life. I poured every impossible desire into it: adventure, danger, and yes… a 'lot' of handsome partners. Before I knew it, I had a thousand chapters of pure escapism and pure thrill. Then on a college camping trip, I fell off a cliff. I expected to wake up in a hospital room but nope. I woke up on a soft field of grass, with air too fresh to belong anywhere on Earth. And then something moved behind me. Sticking out of my tailbone was... A tail. My tail? Yellow and black stripes and very, very real. I touched it. Completely real. My ears? Also gone—well, moved. They were now perched on top of my head like a confused jungle cat. And the outfit? Quite revealing, made of animal hide which matched my tail. What was going on? At first, I thought it was a prank. Or a dream. Or maybe karma is finally cashing in. But the more foreign memories evaded my mind, the clearer my situation became. This wasn't cosplay and it wasn't Earth, either. And—surprise—it wasn't even the world from my own book. Welp. I had been transported into a completely different Beastman world as a beast girl called Arinya. Sounds fun, right? Well… it would be, if I weren't apparently the ugliest duckling in the entire freaking savannah! Rejected by every potential mate I stumbled across and sneered at like a freaking eyesore. This was not how I planned my fantasy to come to reality. Trust me—if this is my fantasy come true, then someone needs to fire the author. But then again, after entering this world, I'm suddenly... Attractive. I mean, there's no change to my face and the freckles are still there, but for some reason, handsome beastmen begin to flock around me, wanting to be my mate because I smell... Pleasant. What's that all about?

Elara Moore learned early that survival meant staying invisible. At Hale Industries, she keeps her head down and her ambitions quiet — a junior assistant with no connections, no safety net, and far too much to lose. She isn’t trying to rise. She’s just trying to endure. Alexander Hale doesn’t believe in emotions. He built his empire on control, precision, and distance. People are variables. Feelings are liabilities. Until Elara becomes visible — in the worst possible way. What begins as a professional correction turns into quiet scrutiny. Whispers replace silence. Credit shifts. Assumptions harden. And when ambition, jealousy, and power collide, one carefully shaped misunderstanding is all it takes to rewrite the truth. Because betrayal doesn’t always come from infidelity. Sometimes, it comes from believing the wrong story. From choosing optics over facts. From deciding who someone is before ever listening. And some mistakes don’t just damage relationships — they erase them.

Three years ago, Rachel was dragged into a nightmare she didn’t create. A woman named Camila died in a car crash, and Rachel took the fall. But Camila wasn’t just anyone, she was the fiancée of Jeffrey Gray, the cold, powerful man who controlled Shen City like it was his personal chessboard. That night, everything shattered. Her boyfriend, Ralph Patel, ditched her like she was nothing. Her own family treated her like dirt. Her name was ruined. Her heart broken beyond repair. No one even cared if she was guilty or not. She went to prison without a single word of defense. Three years passed. She got out with no money, no help, and no one waiting for her. But she didn’t cry. She didn’t complain. She became a sanitation worker, quietly cleaning the streets of the very city that once chewed her up and spit her out. Then came the night it all changed. Rain poured. She was soaked and exhausted. That’s when a man in a black suit stopped in front of her. His voice was cold enough to freeze her in place. His eyes sharper than knives. Neither of them knew the truth. She didn’t know he was that Jeffrey. He didn’t know she was that Rachel. But fate doesn’t forget. And it never plays fair. When secrets start to unravel and old wounds are torn open, the entire city is shaken. Because the girl they trampled on isn’t the same anymore.

*Fast paced fast slapping modern novel* Jiang AiLin, known as Miss Fox. Why was she called as Miss Fox? It's because she had killed someone while pretending to be the only daughter of the famous Jiang Family. It turns out, from a young age she was pretending to be the daughter of Jiang Family. When her identity was revealed, instead of apologizing she burned the whole house of the Jiang Family, causing for someone to be killed inside the fire! Heinous! Heinous! Everyone in Beijing had at least heard of this story once, especially the socialites who look down on her for being a Foxy woman whose true self was merely filled with hatred. But that woman had walked out of the prison after serving for six years. And... And she had caught the best bachelor as her lover! The eldest son of the Li Family, Li ZiChen. But she didn't come alone. She had came back with a revenge plan, to pay blood with blood. Yet why does this man knowing the people she had killed still agree to love her?!

A luxury-obsessed modern woman, Lavayla Kingsley, wakes up in a brutal beast world with nothing but her pajamas, her tote bag… and a mouthy system that roasts her more than it helps. At first, she was sure it was a dream — clinging to denial. But that illusion shatters the moment she stumbles across an abandoned beast baby in the forest… right as a monstrous python slithers in to make it a snack. Lavayla — who has only ever witnessed violence through a screen — does the most human thing possible: she panics, and saves the kid anyway, at the cost of her life. That one reckless, heroic, absolutely-what-were-you-thinking act binds her fate to the Beastworld forever… because the baby she rescued just so happens to be the nephew of one of the fiercest, most powerful, and most desired Beastmen on the continent. And now? That terrifying uncle wants to know who the strange human woman cradling his bloodline is. Now she’s stuck juggling a sarcastic survival system with questionable morals, a beastbaby who somehow counts as her “first mission,” territory wars, beastman politics, and man-eating creatures. But Lavayla Kingsley is nothing if not stubborn — and if the universe thinks dropping her into a savage world with no good food, no proper shelter, no shower, no proper clothing, no wifi, and no will to live is enough to break her? Hell fucking yes it is! Someone get her out of here, please!

Kami finds herself pregnant and married to the man she thought loved her, only to find out he is cheating on her and the baby isn't his! Kami picks up a job on a cruise to make money before the baby is born where she discovers her husband locking lips with a beautiful woman. His shocking betrayal paralyzes her and to protect himself, her husband throws her overboard and leaves her for dead. As she begins to fade from hypothermia, a goddess takes pity on her and decides to send her to the world where the father of her child is. Finding herself in a new world where women can do magic and have multiple mates, she begins to rediscover her strength and follow her heart. ***This book will have multiple men romantically involved with the female lead. It is a reverse harem. ***I will have any chapter with mature content labeled with an (M). ***I will do my best to provide trigger warnings for sensitive situations. If you believe a chapter needs an additional warning, let me know. **Image generated with starryai

Rejected by her college crush. Duyen decided to leave the past behind and live a boring and peaceful life to heal the past trauma. But then she met a mysterious beautiful girl, and from then on her life was no longer the same. Will it be a series of troubles accompanied by unexplainable mysterious phenomena? Or will it be happiness at the end of the road? Genre: GL, mythology, Forbidden love, comedy, romance, DRAMA, dark REVENGE, romcom, YANDERE, harem (R18) (*﹏*;)My fic is for free readers. You don't need to unlock the chapters and I can't accept gifts from you. Any contributions and donations please send via my Paypal below (✭)You can donate to me : https://www.paypal.me/dalihouhou - I sincerely thank you for your goodwill and support.

From the Queens of the Skyline series comes Brewing Love, a story of power, passion, and unexpected love. -- Stacy Holloway thrives on control-but Zoe Rivera brings laughter, warmth, and a chaos she can't ignore. A stolen coffee, a stormy night, and quiet moments of unexpected connection threaten to unravel Stacy's world. Will love be enough to bridge the gap between ambition and the heart? -- ⚠️Content Warning: This book contains mature themes, strong language, and explicit sexual content intended for adult readers. Reader discretion is advised.

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?

Scarlett Rose is labeled "Lascivious" everywhere she goes. Especially at the university where she studies, she is considered one of the best students, ranking first, and is highly respected. Everything about her exudes eroticism. Her lust is young, but she knows perfectly how to seduce anyone. She is always in control, her heart unattainable. She suddenly notices that Theo Delahaye, also considered one of the two best students at the university, a nerd who had long been invisible and completely resistible, was no longer so resistible. Beneath those clothes, those glasses, that shy gaze, that naive demeanor, those constantly flushed faces, that husky voice, that firm walk, was a hidden god of temptation, but she was going to show him that she was Simply Lascivious..

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.

Nakamura Aika dies from a rice cooker explosion and wakes up in Beastworld — a game she used to laugh at. Now she’s bound to a Survival System with one insane mission: “Save the last male of an endangered beast species… by becoming his mate.” The problem? The last Shiranui Beast is an S-rank, violent, cold, ridiculously sexy alpha who wants nothing to do with humans… least of all her. Aika’s days become a mix of: • running for her life • being bullied by the system • accidentally seducing a beastman yelling “I’M NOT READY FOR BABIES!” while the Beast King glares murderously Mature scenes begin after Chapter 20 as the "repopulation mission" becomes unavoidable.

After two months of surviving on her own, Kieran returns to Concord, stepping straight back into the suffocating warmth of family love she isn’t sure she’s ready for. Fresh from a funeral and carrying wounds no one fully understands, she’s greeted by watchful grandparents, anxious relatives, and questions about a future that no longer feels like hers to decide. Concord is familiar, comforting even, but it’s also filled with memories she hasn’t healed from. Chief among them is Lucas, the boy who was once her best friend and then, without warning, walked away. No explanation. No goodbye. Just silence that hurt deeper than any fight ever could. His absence lingers, heavy with unanswered questions and unspoken feelings Kieran has never allowed herself to name. Seeking space, Kieran escapes to her favorite spot by the lake, hoping for peace. Instead, fate intervenes. The unmistakable growl of a motorcycle announces Lucas’s return; changed, bigger, sharper, and undeniably no longer the boy she remembers. One glance is enough to shatter the fragile calm she’s built. The past isn’t buried. It’s right next door. As summer begins, Kieran is forced to confront unresolved hurt, broken trust, and the dangerous pull of someone who once knew her better than anyone else. Some friendships don’t end cleanly...and some feelings refuse to stay buried.

At Reichenbach Academy, a centuries-old institute, the burgundy and gold uniforms are pressed and dry-cleaned. Aiming for perfection and status. The academy, buried in the depths of the Swiss Alps and built on secrets, has something ancient that has begun to stir. When a werewolf student collapses mid-class, his skin etched with glowing silver sigils, whispers of a new sickness ripple through the school. The administration calls it contained. The students know better. Thorn Rosales, a half-vampire psychic with a reputation for trouble, feels the song in her bones long before anyone else does. Xavier Thorpe, the tortured artist from Nevermore, still haunted by the Hyde and his own mistakes, starts sketching the same symbols that now burn across his classmate's skin. Drawn together by coincidence, or something far more deliberate, they uncover the truth: a haunting secret bleeding through the academy's walls. But Reichenbach has always thrived on silence. And the walls are starting to sing.