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Death Blooms for You

After a century of devotion, Xu Qianyi is betrayed on the night she was meant to be wed. The man she loved never wanted her heart—only her blood. As one of the last heirs of a forgotten celestial clan, Qianyi carries a power capable of opening the gates of heaven. When that secret is exposed, the fragile peace she built shatters, forcing her and her adopted sister, Yisha, out of hiding and back into a past that was meant to stay buried. But they are not alone. At her side is Lǐ Wèi, a frost fox demon whose loyalty has never once wavered—not in life, not in death, not even in silence. Raised together within the dangerous elegance of Zuì Mèng Lóu, alongside the enigmatic Wù Fēng and under the watch of the ancient demon Xuán Líng, their bond was never ordinary. It was forged to survive anything. As they search for the truth behind their clan’s destruction, whispers of a spreading spiritual blight begin to surface—one tied to a fallen empire and a history written in blood. The deeper they go, the more dangerous the truth becomes. And the more it threatens to tear them apart. To protect what remains of their family, Qianyi and Yisha must awaken the divine power within their blood and walk the path to ascension. But godhood demands more than strength—it demands sacrifice. And not every heart will survive it. Death Blooms for You is a xianxia tale of love that endures, bonds that defy fate, and the quiet, devastating question: what are you willing to become to protect the ones you love? ------- 2025 Kiesha Richardson, writing as QiXia. All rights reserved. Death Blooms for You is an original work of fiction by Kiesha Richardson | QiXia. Unauthorized reproduction, distribution, or adaptation of this story in any form is prohibited. All characters, events, and settings are created for entertainment purposes and bear no intentional resemblance to real persons or situations.
QiXia · 61.5k Views

[BL] Oops! I Seduced My Sister's Fiance (And Now I'm Pregnant)

[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.
Bizet_Algiz · 505.3k Views

Death Game Players in the Conan World

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
SoraKeith · 263.8k 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 · 1.2m Views

Undressed By The Mafia God

"Luca, please…" she cried. "You need to see who the devil really is. And decide if you want me that way," he said. "Because this is who I am. You either accept it or reject it." Luca's hand reached for a knife from the array of tools spread meticulously on the desk. "I wanted to prolong his suffering…" he murmured. "Luca…" she whispered. "But since this is a show and tell…" Without a pause, he cut the rope holding Inferi's wrists, letting the man drop heavily to the floor with a thud that made the room shudder. Inferi's eyes, wide with terror, flicked to Vee as his body twisted weakly under the weight of his injuries. "This isn't one of those times when you ask me to let someone go, I am going to kill him right here." "You have two choices," he continued. "Walk away right now, and I will accept that you will never accept who I am. Or stay and watch me kill him, to prove to me that you accept all of me, that you want all of me." "God, please, Luca, don't do this." Behind Luca, Inferi struggled weakly on the floor. Luca looked only at her. "It's simple, Vee. I am giving you a choice. I don't have a gun to your head, now, do I? Are you ashamed of who I am, or do you accept who I am?" "It's not so simple!" Vee yelled. "You're asking me to stand here while you take a life." "I will count to ten." He gestured with the knife toward the steel door behind her. "There is the door. Here is me." "Jesus!" Vee bit down on her lower lip. She squeezed her eyes shut. "Jesus Christ!" "One…" "Two…" She stepped toward him. "Three…" "I'm not running." She moved closer. "I will not run. I will stay." "Four…" Vee drew in a shaky breath, steadying herself against the tidal wave inside her. "I meant what I said last night. I said I love you. I meant it. But don't subject me to this. It will not change how I feel about you. It won't." She stepped even closer, until the knife hovered inches from her hip. "But it will most definitely change me." She swallowed hard. "If you make me stand here and watch this, you are not testing my love. You are reshaping me into something I may never recognize again." Her hands came up slowly and pressed against his chest. "I love the man who protects. The man who terrifies everyone else but holds me like I matter." Her eyes glistened, but she did not look away. "I know what you are. I accept what you are. But do not ask me to become it." "Five…" Luca moved behind Inferi now, the knife hovering at his throat. Vee's feet rooted to the floor, the edge of Luca's jacket gripped tightly in her fists. Her eyes, brimming with tears locked onto his, daring him to see, really see, what she was becoming in his presence. "Six…" he continued. He held the knife steady against Inferi's skin, a cold, absolute line of judgment, waiting. And in that pause, Luca realized a part of him wanted her to run, desperately. He wanted her to bolt, to retreat from this room of blood and fear, because maybe, just maybe, if she ran, he would see the futility of the obsession clawing at him from the inside. "Seven…" he murmured. "Eight…" "Nine…" Synopsis: She insulted the devil. He decided to own her. Veronica Scalese walks into New York’s elite club, ‘Commissioned’ by accident—and mouths off to the wrong man; Luciano Genovese popularly known as ‘The Devil’. He grants favours but gets your soul in return. When Luca comes to collect a debt from her father, the payment demanded is flesh. Veronica becomes both Luca’s weakness and his obsession. He burns his empire to the ground to keep her. Undressed by the Mafia God is a mafia romance story where power is foreplay, love is a liability, and the most terrifying thing a god can do… is fall.
JoyceOrtsen · 1.2m Views

The Fading Moon Between Two Hearts

Seraphine Vale has always felt wrong inside her own life. Not broken. Just… misplaced. Like the world around her was somehow too small for whatever lived inside her chest. In the kingdom of Noctair, where noble daughters are taught to be graceful, obedient, and easy to marry girls who feel too deeply do not survive untouched. So Seraphine learns to keep her loneliness quiet. She spends her days studying beneath palace towers and her nights speaking secrets to the moon like a girl slowly losing the difference between fantasy and reality. Then she meets Lucien Arden. And everything begins to rot. Not suddenly. Slowly. Beautifully. The first thing she notices about him is how wrong he feels in the world around him. The second is the way he looks at her, not like a stranger, but like someone recognizing something he was never supposed to find again. After their meeting, strange things begin happening across Noctair. Whispers behind closed doors. Shadows moving where shadows should not move. A presence outside Seraphine’s window at night breathing softly against the glass. And everywhere she goes, the feeling follows: Something is getting closer. Lucien knows what it is. Worse it knows him too. As the boundary protecting Noctair begins to weaken, Seraphine is pulled into a terrifying truth hidden beneath the kingdom itself: there are things older than gods sleeping beyond the Veil, and something among them has turned its attention toward her. Not because she is special. Because it remembers her. Now the only place left that can hide her is far north of Noctair, inside the isolated castle Lucien never allows anyone to enter a place filled with locked doors, ancient grief, and truths that seem to breathe beneath the walls at night. But the deeper Seraphine falls into Lucien’s world, the more dangerous he becomes to her. Because Lucien is hiding something. Something starving. Something that looks at her with restraint so sharp it almost feels violent. And Seraphine cannot decide which fate terrifies her more: the darkness hunting her from beyond the Veil or the terrible part of herself beginning to want the man who belongs to it.
Lady_Zee1233 · 9.6k Views

Accidental Groom of the Substitute Marriage

On the day of her wedding, Evie Yong’s world shattered before her very eyes as her soon-to-be husband trashed all their past eight years of relationship by denying her at the altar, in the presence of everyone. Forced to watch her fiancé stolen, Evie couldn't believe her stepmother and stepsister dared to plot such a scheming plan to ruin her completely. Devastated and feeling betrayed, Evie had to come up with a quick option to save herself from all this mess, and that was when she had to flee away from her wedding in shame and soon figured out a plan to strike back in such a way that her enemies would be put into ruins, just as they once did to her earlier. ... “Mr. Brown, it seems we're both victims of circumstance. My groom has abandoned me for my sister, and your fiancée has run away. Why don't we turn this awkward situation into an opportunity?” She smiled boldly. “Let's get married, right here, right now!” Westley’s expression remained unreadable, but briefly, a hint of intrigue flickered in his eyes. He raised an eyebrow, “You're suggesting we marry each other, and also we are complete strangers?” Evie nodded in confidence. “Why not? We're both clearly compatible, and this way, we can both save face and gain a partner, except for the fact that this will be a contract marriage of six months.” Westley's gaze lingered on hers as if sizing her up. Then, he nodded slowly. “Very well, let's do it.” ... “You're either very brave or very reckless to make such an attempt in picking me as your husband in public,” he said after the marriage. “If I didn't try, we wouldn't have figured out a way to get this opportunity.” She responded. …. He's an almighty giant of entrepreneurship, standing high among moguls. She was born out of wedlock and denied by her family. She's been fighting tooth and nail to make a name for herself in the cutthroat world of entertainment, refusing to let her illegitimacy define her destiny. Two strangers are brought together under one roof, but their newfound connection has dangerous people lurking around. While the world waited for news of their divorce, they were instead blindsided by a single post from the country’s most powerful man: "Whoever said we were getting divorced? Keep waiting; too bad you’ll be waiting forever." The Internet exploded and the entire town was confused. #Sweetheart #1v1 #Secretidentity #Genius #Quicksweetsatifyingrevenge #faceslapping
Honey_Dream · 34.7k Views

THE BAD BOY AND THE REBELLIOUS GIRL

Lorenzo De Santis, twenty-two years old, was known for his turbulent past and his unmistakable bad-boy reputation. Charming, dangerous, untamable… his name alone was enough to inspire both respect and fear. Women fell at his feet, but none had ever managed to change him. His father, worried for his future, searched for a way to give him responsibility and maturity, and ultimately to protect him from the dangers surrounding him. Chloé Martin, seventeen, was the complete opposite: stubborn, insolent, and fiercely brave. She never let anyone walk over her and loved challenging authority. Her life turned upside down the day her father, desperate and in need of money for a life-saving surgery, announced that she would have to marry a stranger: the son of his boss, Lorenzo. A decision imposed by the adults, yet one hiding truths and intentions far more complex than they imagined. For Lorenzo, this arranged marriage was a challenge set by his father: to learn how to handle responsibilities and take care of someone. For Chloé, it was a daily battle: she refused to submit, determined to challenge every order and resist every attempt at control from her husband. Between rebellion, provocation, and explosive confrontations, the tension between them keeps growing. But beneath the anger and conflict lies a dangerous, irresistible attraction… How will Chloé resist Lorenzo? Will Lorenzo be able to tame his rage and win her heart? One thing is certain: this marriage will be anything but ordinary.
Monstre · 53.3k Views