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AURORE: HEIRESS OF THE BROKEN BEASTS

In a modern world where Beastmen live hidden among humans, the royal bloodline rules through fear, violence, and ancient authority. Rosalie, former queen and beast-woman, escapes the palace with her newborn daughter Aurore to flee her husband Richard, the Beast King, whose cruelty knows no limit. Humiliated by her escape, Richard vows to erase every trace of their bloodline. Aurore grows up in secrecy, unaware of her royal origins. She only wants a normal life. But at the academy where she tries to blend in, shadows of the kingdom start to gather around her: strange disappearances, infiltrated agents, accidents that feel too calculated. Simon, an elite assassin serving the king, receives the order to kill an unknown woman—Rosalie. He doesn’t know her identity until he falls in love with her. When the truth is revealed, he must choose between betraying the king or killing the woman he loves. His decision will shape Aurore’s destiny. David, heir of a powerful corporate empire, finds in Aurore the only person who sees him as more than a name. His affection turns into a fragile, sincere love—destined never to be fully returned. As Richard closes his deadly trap, Aurore discovers she is more than a target: she is the key to an ancient conflict, the living weapon of a forgotten prophecy, and the last witness of a kingdom determined to destroy her. Between lies, manipulation, political murders, and sacrificial love, Aurore must decide: to flee, to fight, or to accept a destiny that could erase everything she hopes to be. But how do you survive when everyone you love can become an enemy? And how do you love when love itself condemns you to die?
Tristan34 · 3.7k Views

The CEO’s Temporary Wife

Selena Ward had been pacing for almost an hour, her hands shaking as she clutched the emergency report the nurse handed her. Her mother had collapsed again—only this time, she didn’t wake up. A doctor finally stepped out of the ICU. “Miss Ward… we need to operate immediately. She has internal bleeding. Without surgery, her chances are very low.” Selena swallowed, her voice barely a whisper. “H-how much?” The doctor hesitated. “A little over ten million naira.” Ten million. She didn’t even have ten thousand. Her legs felt weak. Her vision blurred. Ten million might as well have been a hundred billion. She had no relatives, no savings, and the landlord was already threatening to kick them out. “Please,” she begged, “can’t you do the surgery and I’ll pay later?” “We can’t. Hospital policy.” Selena felt her world collapsing in slow motion. She pressed her hand against her mouth and walked back to the hallway, tears burning her eyes. She didn’t notice the tall man standing at the far end of the corridor until she walked right past him and heard a deep, cold voice: “Miss Ward.” She froze. Slowly, she turned. The man approaching her looked out of place in the shabby hospital—tall, sharply dressed, and intimidatingly handsome. His aura alone made people step aside. He stopped in front of her, eyes unreadable. “Jace… Ariston?” she whispered. She had seen him once before—when she worked a small catering job at one of his company’s events. The billionaire CEO who people whispered about like he was some rumored storm. “Yes.” His tone was cool, controlled. “I heard your mother was admitted.” Selena frowned. “Why would you care?” “Because,” he said, slipping his hands into his pockets, “I came to offer you a deal.” Her heart raced. “What kind of deal?” “A marriage contract.” Selena almost laughed. Almost. But she was too tired, too broken. “Is this a joke?” “No,” he replied, voice dangerously calm. “I need a wife. Immediately.” She stared at him, not sure if the shock or confusion was stronger. Jace continued, expression sharp as glass. “My grandfather’s inheritance can only be claimed by a married heir. I need someone—someone with no ties, no scandals, no family interference.” Selena felt her stomach twist. “And why me?” His gaze slid down to her trembling hands, then back to her eyes. “Because you’re desperate enough to accept. And because I can offer you what you need.”
Titilayohart · 7.1k 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 · 46.6k Views

OFF THE RECORD | Labyrinth of the Youth

Dylan has everything—wealth, a name, and a future planned by his powerful CEO father. But as the only son, he feels like an heir to expectations, not a person with choices. Feeling trapped, he runs away and transfers to a public school to live life on his own terms. There, he meets Flynn—the only son of a commoner. Flynn is sharp-tongued, stubborn, and unlike anyone Dylan has ever met. At first, they clash, full of pride and misunderstandings. But when Dylan sees the hidden struggles Flynn carries, something in him changes. He starts to care—quietly, fiercely, and more deeply than he realized was possible. Flynn, who has never been cared for like this, doesn't know what to do with Dylan's attention—or the growing feeling in his own heart that he can no longer ignore. Between rivalry and tenderness, denial and desire, Dylan and Flynn navigate their complicated youth—where the most important truths are the hardest to say aloud, and the most unforgettable stories are the ones left unspoken. "Some feelings are too real to say out loud. Some stories are too true to tell." This is theirs—OFF THE RECORD. ---------------------------------------------------- PROLOGUE "Do you know Flynn?" Dylan asked. "Flynn?" Nicole echoed, raising an eyebrow. "Yeah... Flynn Amaro Luz." "Oh, the handsome guy from the Regular Department. Who doesn't know him? He's not just good-looking — he's smart, too. Most of the professors know him, and I heard some seniors from the Star Department even tried to recruit him, but he refused. Why do you ask?" "I think... I like him," Dylan said quietly. Nicole blinked. "So the rumors are true?" "Rumors? What rumors?" Dylan asked, frowning slightly. "Well... it's not exactly a rumor, but a lot of girls have been fantasizing you two together since Foundation Week. I just have to ask—are you gay, Dylan?" "I'm not," he replied after a pause. "I don't feel this way about any other guy... just him. And honestly, I'm confused too." "But... don't you have a girlfriend?" Nicole asked. "We're not together anymore," Dylan said simply. "So you broke up because of Flynn?" "No... not exactly. But... maybe it has something to do with him," Dylan admitted with a small shrug. "Have you told him how you feel?" "No. I don't think I can." "Because he's a guy?" Nicole asked softly. "It's not that," Dylan said, shaking his head. "I know he's a guy — but I'm confused by how he acts around me. I try to be caring, sometimes even clingy, and he always stops me. But if he really didn't feel anything, shouldn't he have pushed me away completely?" "Well... only you can find out," Nicole said after a pause. "I don't know him personally, so I can't judge." Dylan looked out the window, his expression uncertain but determined. "Actually... I'm planning to confess tonight. After his performance." Nicole laughed softly. "You're something else, Dylan. Who would've thought that a guy who looks so rebellious could be tamed... by another guy?"
jycphhh · 23.4k Views