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Right after the final chorus, the melody still lingers. Zane boards a train, chasing the next stage of his career — miles away from everything familiar… and from Sunny. Sunny keeps writing — songs, thoughts, memories — clinging to the echo of a love she’s afraid to lose. But some harmonies don’t fade. They wait. They return. And when they do… they ask: "Was that really the final song? Or just an interlude?"

Detective Ray and her partner, Jed, take on what should have been a simple assignment: investigate a secluded mansion said to flicker with strange lights at night. A routine mystery. A contained case. But the moment they cross the property line, the world behind them dissolves. The road they walked on twists into nothing. The town disappears. Only fog remains—dense, silent, swallowing everything they once knew. Ahead of them stands the mansion. Ray’s Home. Inside, reality fractures. Each room reshapes itself into scenes pulled from Ray’s imagination—fragments of stories, fears, dreams, and unresolved pieces of herself she never intended anyone to see. Ghostly manifestations wander the halls: playful, haunting, chaotic… and familiar. Jed fears they are trapped in a living labyrinth. Ray begins to fear something else. The mansion responds to her thoughts. It bends to her emotions. It knows her. With every door they open, they descend deeper into Ray’s inner world—her creativity, her chaos, her darkness, her brilliance—until the boundaries between detective and dreamer begin to dissolve. Because at the end of this maze lies the truth Ray has avoided all her life: To escape the mansion, she must confront not a monster, not a spirit, but herself— the version of Ray that creates worlds… and the version of Ray that can destroy them. A delayed Halloween Special where mystery meets imagination, and the greatest danger is realizing the story has been watching you back.

When Oleksandr Motuzenko, a Ukrainian high school senior, wins a one-year scholarship to study in South Korea, he expects a fun, easy exchange year — a break before university. Instead, he’s thrown into a whirlwind of culture shock, fame, music, and complicated feelings. Between joining a student band, falling for someone he shouldn’t, and navigating rivalries and heartbreak, Oleksandr learns that being fine isn’t about keeping it together — it’s about learning who you are when everything’s falling apart.

(A spin-off of “Submitting to My Ex-Uncle”. However, can be read alone) ……… He ruined her once. Now, she belongs to another man. Three years after Elias shattered her heart and disappeared, Amara has rebuilt her life. Or at least, pretended to. Her books are bestsellers now, her name was highly adored, and her smile well practiced. However, when the ghosts of her past resurface, she does the unthinkable. She immediately marries Travis Alden. Cold. Brilliant. Dangerous. A man who doesn’t believe in love but needs a wife for reasons of his own. It was supposed to be a business arrangement. No touch. No feelings. And no complications. Until Elias returns. Her first love, and her greatest sin. A fire she thought she buried comes roaring back to life. Travis tempts her with safety and devotion. Slowly, he even began to show her what love really felt like. Meanwhile, Elias drags her back into the darkness she once called home. He still looks at her like she’s the only prayer he ever learned to say. And when he whispers mine against her skin, the line between past and present blurs dangerously. In a world where desire is a weapon and love is the deadliest addiction, Amara must decide which man she’s willing to burn for. The husband who would kill to keep her, or the ex who already destroyed her once? ………. “I love my marriage, Elias.” She said it too quickly. The words escaped her lips like a reflex, and not a truth. Elias’s eyes darkened. He stepped closer, slow and deliberate, until the air between them felt charged enough to burn them. “Do you?” he asked, voice low. Too low. It trembled with everything between pain and hunger. “Then why do your pupils dilate when I walk in, Amara?” She swallowed hard, her spine pressing lightly against the wall behind her. He was close enough for her to feel the whisper of his breath near her temple “You don’t get to do this anymore.” She gasped at him. He smiled. “Do what? Remind you what it felt like to actually want someone?” Her pulse raced; she hated that he could still read it, and still hear it. “Stop it.” Elias reached up, brushing a loose strand of her hair back behind her ear. His fingertips grazed her skin, light as a ghost, and yet she felt it everywhere. “You can tell him you love him all you want,” he murmured, his lips just an inch from her ear, “but just don’t look at him like this when you do.” She exhaled sharply, trying to turn away, but he caught her wrist gently, not to restrain her, just to remind her. “Because that look…” he whispered, his voice breaking slightly, “this look used to be mine.”

THREE LESSONS FROM HATHOR ONE: No prize is worth as much as the right last name. TWO: Coffee costs five thousand dollars. Don't spill it. THREE: Handsome boys can be idols. A scholarship student at Korea’s most exclusive high school, armed with a Leica camera her father spent months modifying, Suri just wanted to prove her talent was enough. That her family bet on the right person. But in a world where students toss gold coins into fountains and own pools just for selfies, merit without money doesn't exist. Unintentionally, she became a project: the adversity needed to wake the sleepers. Vhy wears Venetian masks the way others wear bracelets. Pink hair, a perfect smile, and a glass cage called fame. When you’re an idol, cracks aren't allowed. When millions are watching, breathing without permission is a luxury. Forced to work together, Suri discovers something dangerous: Her camera captures what Vhy hides. Her eyes see someone drowning in perfection. And Vhy discovers something worse: He likes it. A story about: - The art of masks - Suffocating privilege - Two people choosing between fake perfection and broken truth Because at Hathor, even being human has a price. And not everyone can afford it.

After her grandfather's death, Bai Hanyun was disowned by her parents and cast out of the Bai family. With nowhere else to go, she left the city and returned to the countryside. There, by a twist of fate, she discovered an antique mirror hidden in the basement of her newly purchased home. From that moment on, strange events began to unfold—until one day, she stumbled upon a prayer from a young general. Feng Xiyan, besieged by the Yuezhi Tribe and betrayed by the imperial court, had been driven into a desperate corner. With no access to water, food, or medicine, he and the citizens of Xiqiang City could do nothing but await death. But just as all hope seemed lost, Heaven intervened. From that moment on, the Feng Army and the people of Xiqiang City had enough food and water, living lives more prosperous than even the Emperor himself.

"It doesn't matter to me if you're engaged or not, I will seduce you.” Azrael said as he gently kissed the back of her palm. *** Ashelia de Orlan’s birth caused her mother to fall into a terrible terminal illness, but no one in the manor ever blamed her for it. If anyone so much as looked at her with the slightest disdain, her father’s knights made sure they were never seen again. Still, she couldn’t stop feeling guilty. She felt responsible for something she never did, and because of that, she made a deal with her shady fiancé, Prince Reagan, to keep her already dying mother barely alive at the cost of her own freedom. But one night, everything changed. During Prince Reagan’s birthday banquet, the rumoured madman Azrael von Eldrath, Archduke of a neighbouring country, barged in uninvited and turned the whole hall upside down. One look from him made her heart race, Still, she couldn’t afford to fall for anyone else. She had already made a vow. But Azrael refuses to let her be until she denounces the second prince and chooses him instead!

In "Beyond the Crown", a tale of secrets, passion, and power unfolds in a world of opulent splendor, where a coterie of ladies-in-waiting navigate the treacherous waters of courtly life, entwining their lives with those above them, and becoming embroiled in the intricate dance of intrigue, loyalty, desire and love.

|SEASON 2 OF CLAXTON · BREAKING INTO TWO PARTS DUE TO SIZE| | WATTPAD CREATORS PROGRAM| The Octopus Man is growing stronger, and so is Tracey. Makenna must find her way to the Bermuda Triangle to protect the Human and Fairy Worlds before the young apprentice becomes the claxton he is destined to be. *** Since Makenna Delling discovered she is a Metamorphic Fairy, nothing in her life has been simple. Having just finished her sophomore year of high school, she and Tracey must travel to the undersea city of Atlantis to stop Tracey from falling victim to his own power... the power of the claxton. Ash, a Wizard Fairy, is on a secret mission from Coutarine Island to help them. However, the Octopus Man remains active and vows to drag Tracey to the Bermuda Triangle. Because of this, Ash must teach Makenna and Tracey Special Spells—spells that will help them win their battle against the Octopus Man. It is now even more crucial that Makenna becomes a Merfairy Metamorphic Fairy. The Human and Magic Worlds are colliding in an event similar to something that happened seventeen years ago. What does this event have to do with Makenna, Tracey, and Ash? How will the teens reach Atlantis without the Kraken destroying them before confronting the Octopus Man? Most importantly, will Makenna ever find her long-lost family member? *** *Main tropes: Love triangle and friends-to-lovers.* *Note: My writing style is 3rd-person omniscient, so please judge it accordingly. Thank you!*

Long ago, in the back of an ambulance, two grieving sisters Lilly and Millie made a pact—a promise to punish those who failed their mother. Lilly was too young, too shattered, and eventually forgot. Not that it matters since her twin sister Lilly succumbed to her injuries obtained in the fatal crash. Now, bodies are piling up, and every piece of evidence points to the remaining twin. Can Millie prove her innocence before it’s too late?

His lips hovered near her ear, his voice a dark whisper against her skin. "You may fear me, little bride, but I will teach your body to crave me… to need me, until I am all you ever want." --- Belle was never meant to be the bride. But when her parents cried to her about how her beautiful sister could not be married to such a man, she was forced to take her sister’s place. To prevent war between the two worlds of humans and vampires, the kings decided to sign a peace treaty with a marriage, but the only man they could offer for this marriage was a vampire said to be mad and completely heartless. When they said heartless, they meant really heartless, but Belle, being a naive girl her whole life, had no idea what she was stepping into by agreeing to this marriage. At first, he appeared innocent, a man completely opposite to all the rumors around him, until she slowly began to realize every single thing said about the mad vampire was true, or perhaps even worse! He was a man who walked in the path of darkness. He knew no light and showed no mercy, even to those who were not his enemies. He had no heart to love, no emotions but dark ones to feel for anything or anyone. But all of a sudden, when he set his eyes on her, he decided he wanted to keep her, and Belle's naive world began to take a different turn because the mad vampire was hellbent on tainting her innocent soul. Expect "Now, can we forget this happened and enjoy the night?" He arched an amused brow at her, making Belle's heart drop to her stomach as she recalled the so-called wedding night. She hurriedly pulled away from him, her face flaming with embarrassment. From everything she had heard about this night, she was not ready to experience it with this man. The women whispering about it in Mr. Marchant's shop had said one would hate their husband's presence after it and be disgusted by the act. It was not an act meant for pleasure for any woman but torture. Now that she realized her husband would do the same with her, she swallowed hard and nervously clutched her dress. "I...I am not feeling well, My Lord, I—" "Rohan," he cut her off with a tone of amusement. "Use my name when you address me, sweetheart. You looked quite energetic when you tried to go after the ring for someone who isn't feeling well, but," he sighed softly, "I've always been a generous man. I won't let you stress yourself tonight." Belle began to sigh in relief and smile in her mind that he wouldn't push her for the wedding night ceremony. She was even about to part her lips and agree that he was indeed generous and even offer him a thank you when he continued to speak, causing the momentary relief to be replaced by dread. "I will pamper you tonight, and you won’t have to lift a hand. I will give you all the pleasure since you are feeling unwell. Take it as the first lesson in my plan to make you forget love and welcome lust." "...!" "Lie on the bed for me, Isa." Belle felt her throat go dry at that strict command. "I...I..." She began but could not find any words to say to make him spare her tonight. What had she got herself into? Belle thought as a pit seemed to form in her stomach, a deep, gnawing dread. "Do you need me to carry you to the bed, or would you rather walk there yourself?" Rohan questioned with dark mirth in his voice and eyes as he watched her like a hawk. He could tell she was nervous, but what to do? She had brought herself into his world. Belle began to walk slowly to the bed at a snail’s pace, as if delaying it would help prevent the dreadful act from happening tonight. She could feel him following closely behind her. When she reached the bed, she used her shaky hands to move the drapes aside and carefully sat at the edge of it, her hands folded nervously on her lap. She felt his piercing gaze on her, but she dared not look up at him. "Lie down," he ordered softly. MATURE CONTENT, NO RAPE!!

Born as Arisu Shirogane, she remembers dying as Hotaru Inoue. Born quirkless in a world built on power, she's abandoned by the wealthy family meant to love her. And yet-fate has other ideas. Lost in the woods, Arisu stumbles into an ancient temple buried deep beneath Japan... a temple that should only exist in another universe entirely. Waiting inside are relics of the Jedi Order, knowledge of the Force and a Forge that distinctly belongs to the Expanded Universe of Star Wars, now she'll shake MHA as a Jedi as Shizuka Moriya. A Hero of The Force.

Isekaied into one of the many Eroge that she often played to 'relieve stress', Natalie is going to have to navigate a world that runs on 'fun' logic as well as power. Taking the place of the main character at a magical academy, Natalie has to make use of all her knowledge about this game world to live a comfortable life, but since it was once a game world, things never go smoothly, and it definitely isn't uneventful. Join her as she navigates a world where pleasure is sometimes more common and accepted then it should be while also having to worry about the threats to come... either from her new peers or from those outside of the Academy. ~~~ Warning: This is a futanari MC that will be both a 'giver' and a 'taker', which is where the Yuri prompt comes in. If you want pure Yuri I am sorry but it won't be that common in this novel; maybe eventually something will be introduced to spice things up in this novel, but otherwise it is a futanari book. This should be a healthy mix of smut and slice of life with the occasional action scenes to keep things fresh, and if you have read any of my other novels it should be a nice in-between of Servant System and Reincarnated As The Only Human - that means a fair amount of smut but also less 'stagnation' coming from that as I progress the story. I hope you enjoy and at least give it a chance, and I am always wanting to improve so don't hesitate to leave a comment~!

“The end of the world was her fault or so they made it seem.” Doctor Riven Callis, the genius who devoted her life to saving Earth, found the solution humanity needed. But instead of glory, she met betrayal. The powerful twisted her creation into a weapon and silenced her with death. Two years later, she is reborn as Willow Sterling. By the time she turns eighteen, the world has almost recovered from the apocalypse and her new life is only just beginning. This time, Willow has her journey clearly drawn out. Clear her name and seize the future stolen from her. But what she doesn't expect is four strangers joining her journey. A grim assassin who kills without hesitation. A narcissistic bully who won’t leave her alone. A boy next door that seems harmless... or at least pretends to be. And a battle-scarred warrior who has only ever known war. Want to know how Willow rebuilds the world that she ended with her army of four?

The Story: A Journey of Broken Trust and Unexpected Love What would you do if the person you loved most tried to kill you? Firion never saw it coming—literally. The last thing his eyes ever saw was her. The woman he trusted. The one he would’ve died for. And then… she threw acid in his face and walked away like he meant nothing. Now, scarred, half-blind, and alone in the wild, Firion is just trying to survive. But then she appears—not his betrayer, but a stranger. A woman with no reason to help him… and yet, she does. Can kindness from a stranger heal the wounds of betrayal? She carried him from the woods. He didn’t know her name… but those horns—he’d never forget. Would you trust someone who looks like the people who destroyed your life? He woke up in a stranger’s bed—safe, treated, warm. She had a gentle voice and a kindness Firion hadn’t felt in decades. But when his fingers brushed against her horns… Everything came crashing back. His village. The fire. The screams. She says she’s not like them. But how do you separate a person from the past they remind you of? In a world where demons burned his home, killed his family, and took everything from him—Firion never thought he’d wake up in a demon’s house. Let alone be saved by one. Is Kaida truly different… or is that what she wants him to believe?

She fell into a world of beasts. They fell for her. Michelle never believed in fate—until a freak storm rips through dimensions and hurls her into a savage world where powerful beast-men rule and human females are extinct. Alone, terrified, and attacked by feral monsters within minutes of arrival, she's rescued by the last creature she expected: a massive black dragon who transforms into the most devastatingly handsome and possessive man she's ever seen. But Michelle isn't the helpless prize he expects. She's a mechanical engineer with survival skills, stubborn independence, and zero tolerance for being owned. When she cooks food, purifies water, and treats the wounded with knowledge the Beast-world has never seen, she proves her value goes far beyond being female. Then the others come. One by one, soul-marks appear. Eight powerful alphas, eight different tribes, all bound to one human woman. But Michelle discovers a terrible truth: she's not just rare—she's prophesied. Her ability to purify corrupted beast cores makes her the key to saving civilization from the Feral King, an ancient dragon bent on destroying everything. As political enemies hunt her, corruption spreads like plague, and her eight mates struggle to share her heart, Michelle must make the impossible choice. #Reverse romance #Fated mates #Slow burn #Found family #Epic fantasy world-building

“How about we both fuck your brains out and let you pick which d*ck you love the most?” he whispered in my ear and my stomach churned, but it was certainly not a bad idea. *~~~~* Imagine losing your memories and getting entangled with the very two men who ruined your life. Meet Gabrielle—the Pack Diamond, the White Wolf, the one with the most splendid abilities of all wolves, being the reincarnation of the Moon Goddess herself. Her life wasn’t perfect, as her manipulative mother saw her only as a pawn for power and nothing more. Until suddenly, she became the apple of the Moretti brothers’ eyes. But above all, her true identity is hidden as her memories remain lost. The question is—does she really want to recover them and face who she was, or uncover who her enemies truly are?

“Let me lick it clean,” said Xie Daiyu as he looked at Ruan Chanchan’s wound. Hearing his suggestion, Ruan Chanchan paused and looked at the mer in shock. She pursed her lips and said to him, “You are kidding me. Aren’t you?” “Why do you think I am joking?” The mer asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan gritted her teeth and said, “Because the wound is not somewhere you can just lick me.” “What's the matter?” Xie Daiyu asked with an innocent expression, even though his lips were about to curl in a smirk. “You are a beast woman, and I am a beast mer… this is nothing.” He pushed Ruan Chanchan down on the ground, his fingers skimming against her inner thigh. “It will be over in a matter of seconds.” Like hell it did! She ended up becoming the mother of his child. ** “This is not how you are supposed to do it.” With a frown, Rong Xian stared at her. The mer was usually silent, but today he was unusually chatty. Ruan Chanchan rolled her eyes while peering out of a boulder. She was staring at the sea while trying to look for the prince of the Basilosauruses. Her eyes kept flickering as she said to the mer behind her, “I need to talk with the prince, no matter what.” “Oh, and what do you want to talk to him about?” “Just about the salt trade.” “And what are you going to offer him in return?” the mer asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan frowned at his question. She turned to look at him before saying, “What can I offer? At most, we can discuss some kind of cooperation.” Rong Xian licked his lips as he moved forward. He caught hold of the woman and turned her around as he pressed her against the boulder. “I don’t know about cooperation, but we can discuss copulation. What do you say, Miss Ruan? Do you want this prince to give you a litter of little basilosauruses?” ** “You need to put more strength into it,” said Liang Feng. His brows were furrowed as he looked at the weak woman who was trying to pull the fang out of her arm. Ruan Chanchan frowned and scowled at the mer. She said to him, “Do you think that it's so easy?! Why don’t you do it if you think that it's that easy?” The mer sighed and crouched down. He reached out and caught Ruan Chanchan’s arm in his hands and, without waiting for the woman to say anything else, he pulled the fang out of her arm. “AHHH—urk!” Ruan Chanchan’s scream came to a sudden halt when the mer fed her a piece of flame fruit, which was sweet and delicious. “Feeling alright?” Liang Feng asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan nodded, and the mer smiled. “Good girl.” ** Kaboom! “You have to be kidding me!” That's how Ruan Chanchan felt after landing in a prehistoric world where not only did a gender other than men and women exist, but on top of that, these people could turn into beastmen! The second she arrived, Ruan Chanchan was almost squashed to death — but somehow she managed to escape. Don’t ask her how she did it; Ruan Chanchan still had some ptsd due to that incident. But if that was not bad enough, the world where she landed was also about to end. Great. Let the world know that Ruan Chanchan had offended some great immortal somewhere. Now, if she wanted to survive, then not only did she have to teach these beastmen how to farm, cook and clean themselves—You don’t want to get her started on how dirty these beastmen could be without knowing how to clean their hands and shower every day. And raw meat—yuck. Easy? Not! Not only did she transmigrate into the body of a fool, but she also ended up becoming the only beast woman who had no beast form. With a broken beast nucleus, Ruan Chanchan couldn’t find a single person who would willingly trust her. Fortunately, she had a supermarket system with her. Watch her use cotton balls and antiseptic ointments to stop the minor bleeding of the beastmen and use common antiparasitic medications to save a dying beast cub.

The twins, Zach and Mark, struggle to survive in a world brimming with hatred and anger directed solely at them. Rejected and cast out by their parents at just one year old, they spent the next several years being cared for by different relatives, only to be fully abandoned by their family at age nine. Every day is a battle for survival, with no certainty of their next meal. Their bodies bear fresh wounds layered atop old scars, offering no time or peace to heal. One day, mysterious beings summon them, promising a life filled with boundless love and care. Follow the twins as they shed their old selves and embrace their new identities as the Twin Demon Chaos. Along the way, they will meet their future mate, the Infernal Slayer Bane, and grow up in a wondrous new world among the Heavenly Clans. FYI, I use Grammarly Pro to check spelling, grammar, syntax, tone, and punctuation for consistency. I also rely on it for proofreading and editing, but I can guarantee my novel is born purely from my imagination—with a little AI help for name generation, since I'm terrible at naming!

He saved her from one monster to become her own. Bought at a Yakuza auction, Nicole’s innocence was a currency for cruel men. Until Kenji Soma took her. For six years, he was her ghost, her captor, her obsession. Now, the ruthless billionaire heir has come to collect. His price? Her absolute submission—in his boardroom and in his bed. He’ll use her body as his canvas for pleasure and pain, teaching her that the line between hatred and need is the thinnest of all. To survive the war raging around them, she must surrender to the one man who promises to ruin her in the most exquisite ways.