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Miss, Why Are You Being Lazy?!

This story takes place during the medieval times. The planet was divided into two worlds... 'Outer' and 'Inner.' Each worlds separated by a boundary, severing all types of communication. The whole world changed when ‘Javanjis’ attacked the outer world. The term, ‘Javanji’ was used to describe the beings that belonged to the inner world. Seven years ago, the boundary between their worlds ceased to exist, resulting a vicious war between the two worlds. Due to the inner world’s advanced technology, the outer world surrendered just after seven months of war. The javanjis were just like the species of outer world, with only subtle difference... though, they were much stronger than outer world’s beings. They began oppressing the outer world’s beings. According to them, they were much superior to the beings that dwell on outer world. Alexandra was a lazy woman, yet beautiful and mysterious. Although, most people would overlook those and describe her as a weird woman. Why? Because... instead of joining the adventurer's guild, she opened a store which did all kinds of jobs from fighting monsters to cleaning other people's house, acting against the guild itself. This made everyone look down on her. But did she care? Nope, she didn't care. She simply goofed around and lived her life. Was this story that simple? No, it wasn't. What's different then? Well, reading this story might help you in finding the answer. Join Alexandra in her antics as she deals with different clients and causes all kinds of trouble. Extra Tags: Female Protagonist, Multiple Love Interests (Both Genders), Unhinged Protagonist, Bisexual Protagonist Disclaimer: It’s just a novel—don’t be serious. As the author of this novel, I would like to say that—all the characters are from my imagination—they don't have any sort of existence in the real world. Nah! Nope, they don’t. Trust me—this is just a novel. So, there are themes in the story that might be disturbing. But let me tell you—I condone them, and I suggest you to take everything as fictious storytelling. There is no need to think over it. And if you find it very disturbing then, I request you to not read this novel any further. Also, I would like to apologize to anyone who might get hurt by this novel. Remember—it's just a novel, and I don't encourage any of my characters' absurd 'decisions.' Thank you. P.S: All the images are AI generated.
Tanmay_Kar · 20.2k Views

The Devil CEO's Contract Wife

[18+ | Mature Content | Dark Romance] After slaving away for years as Ares King's sole overworked secretary, Catherine has finally had enough of his domineering and heartless attitude. She wants to quit and use the severance pay to settle her family's debts, and spend more time with her long-term boyfriend. But soon after she hands her resignation letter, she finds out that her boyfriend cheated on her. He claims she's a wreck with no future, and he's better off without her. Heartbroken and devastated, Catherine is grasping at the last straw when her boss, Ares King, proposes a contract out of the blue. "Become my wife for one year." "Why me, Mr. King?" "Because we work, Ms. Lane.” The last thing she wanted was to make a deal with the devil. But this offer is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Sell your soul to the devil for one year. How hard can that be? ********** Excerpt: "How many?" I froze. Did he expect me to count? "How. Many?" "I-I don't—Ah!" Ares spanked me again, continuously. My eyes stung, and sweet pain overtook me. I should feel sick from deriving pleasure from this, but strangely, I wasn't. "Two?" I teased, purposely getting the numbers wrong. "You shouldn't have done that." Just as I thought, he started again, but this time he drove each hit with more force until my ass was burning. "Fifteen!" I yelled, shaking. "Wrong." My heart momentarily stopped. "I got it right!" "You missed one." He pressed his hand on my searing bottom, and I moaned. I tried to squirm away, but he trapped my hands behind my back, his voice dark with warning. "Move again, and you'll regret it." ~ A/N: This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental.
Dy_zamite · 1.3m Views

CRIMSON LINEAGE: THE BROTHER WHO LOVED TOO MUCH

Seraphine Aldric was seven when her parents told her: "Your brother Theron will always protect you." And he did. Too well. Too much. Too obsessively. For twenty years, she never questioned why boys who showed interest disappeared. Why her brother's eyes followed her like a predator tracking prey. Why his touch lingered too long, burned too hot for something innocent. Until the day she discovered the truth: every man who ever wanted her was destroyed by Theron's hand. He didn't see her as a sister. He saw her as his birthright—property that came with the Aldric empire. She ran. Two years in London, building a life beyond his suffocating shadow. Two years of freedom. Then her parents summoned her home for an emergency. A girl is sobbing in their marble foyer. DNA tests scattered across mahogany tables. The impossible truth: Seraphine isn't an Aldric. She's the daughter of a hospital nurse, swapped at birth with the real heiress. She should be thrown out. Disowned. Finally free of the brother whose love feels like chains. Instead, Theron corners her in the hallway, storm-blue eyes blazing with something between relief and hunger. "Do you know how long I've waited for this?" His hand cups her face—no longer forbidden, no longer wrong by blood. "You're not my sister, Seraphine. You never were. And now there's nothing stopping me from making you mine." The real heiress wants her life back. Theron wants her in his bed. And Seraphine must decide: fight for the family that raised her but never truly loved her, or surrender to the man who's been obsessed with her since childhood—the only person who ever made her feel like she belonged, even if that belonging feels like captivity. Some loves are forbidden. Others are dangerous. Theirs is both.
amandahaugustine · 4.8k Views

CROWN ME THEIRS: THE HEIRESS'S REVENGE REIGN

Brielle Saintclair was raised to be perfect. The jewel of the SaintClair dynasty. The beloved princess of four powerful families bound by blood and business. Her entire life pointed toward one destiny: marry one of her three childhood best friends and unite their empires forever. She loved them—Thane, Cassian, Dorian. Her protectors. Her confidants. The men who made her laugh, held her when she cried, promised she'd always be theirs. Until the night before her 25th birthday gala, when she overheard the truth hidden behind garden hedges: "Marry her? I'd rather hand my empire to strangers." "She's not the one I want. She could never be." "I'd rather die than be trapped with someone I've never even desired." Three voices. Three rejections. Three shattering revelations that the love she felt was completely one-sided. Heartbroken and humiliated, Brielle does the only thing that makes sense—she vanishes. New name. New country. New life where no one knows she's the SaintClair heiress who ran from her own engagement party. But what she doesn't know is that each man said those words to hide his true feelings. Each believed he was protecting her from obligation. Each thought the others didn't want her. And each is desperately, violently in love with her. When they discover she's gone, three ruthless heirs tear the world apart searching. When they find her transformed—powerful, cold, looking at them like strangers—they realize the devastating truth: their lies didn't protect her. They destroyed her. Now begins the real battle. Three men competing to prove their love is real. One woman who refuses to be anyone's consolation prize. And a revenge plot that will burn their families' empires to ash. She ran from their rejection. Now they'll crawl through hell to earn her back.
ekpongjustina · 5.5k Views

All The Alphas Want The Blood-Hound Villainess

After the death of the former Royal General and Resident Blood-Hound, the Kingdom of Dionus descended into chaos. The Second Queen rebelled. The Second Prince vanished. And the sacred balance of the Five Disciples of the Moon Goddess began to fall. As the wolves fought over the throne, one name refused to disappear. Esmeralda Malcolm. Daughter of the late Royal General. A Blood-Hound without a Wolf. Forbidden. But also the infamous red-haired troublemaker. A noble-tamer with a sharp tongue and an even sharper smile. She was never meant to inherit anything. Meant to be forgotten. But on her nineteenth birthday, the ancient contract awakens—and Esme becomes the Mistress of the Seven Princes Of Sin, beings even Alpha Kings feared to name aloud. Seven Monsters—created by a cunning Entity to represent the Seven Deadly Sins. They were bound to her by her paternal blood, rune, and will. And somehow… life got better. A silver-haired vampire who treats her like a treasure. “My lady, your fists are too precious to touch scum like that. Let me handle him.” A werewolf warlord with a pack of terrifyingly obedient men. "Dear Mistress, what command do you have for me today?” A beautiful seven-star chef insisting on feeding her by hand. "Say a word and a feast worthy of kings will be set at your table.” Best of all? A system left behind by their Creator that showed her how loyal they were to her. However, peace was short-lived. Because the Second Alpha Prince finally returns. An Alpha born to command, blessed by the Moon, feared by Kings yet haunted by a red-haired girl with a sad smile he never forgot. He comes to save her. He comes with Bloodlines, armies, and fate itself at his back. Yet Esme only laughs. After all—what’s more fun than a war between Alpha Bloodlines and Ancient Monsters? Especially when the prize is hers. The rules are simple. Fight. Win. And maybe earn a kiss on the cheek. **** This story is about the FL handling all seven brothers; their instability, their powers, their obsession—and then having multiple Alphas from different kingdoms chase after her because of her Blood-Hound wolf. ESPECIALLY THE MALE LEADs. It starts out slow but picks up quickly. Has multiple tropes as well and she's very realistic and slightly nonchalant. Please, give it till the free chapters. #StrongFL #ObsessiveML #Romantasy #SmartFL #ChildhoodFriends #MultipleLoveInterests #FandM
Princess_Treasure · 29.3k Views

Love Across the Light Years -The Devil CEO Indulges My Lies.

Family is a luxury not everyone can afford. Adelyn learned that the day Clara returned to the Scott family —and she quietly stopped belonging. No one abused her. No one hurt her openly. But the love that was once hers alone became divided. The attention that once chose her … became something she had to borrow. And whenever something precious stood between her and Clara —Adelyn was the one asked to let go. Not once. Not twice. But every single time. Her dreams. Her choices. Her place in the family. Her heart didn’t break in a single moment —it wore down slowly … until nothing remained worth fighting for. So, she erased herself from their world. Not in anger. Not in revenge. But to save what little of herself was left. ————— Seven years later, Adelyn returned. Not for the Scott family. Not for their love. She came back for the dreams she was once forced to abandon —and this time, nothing would be taken from her. No compromises. No sacrifices. Only her life. Her rules. She breathed in freedom. “No family…no shackles.” But just then— Two small arms wrapped around her legs. She stiffened. Looking down, she met a pair of familiar doe eyes staring up at her with unwavering trust. “Mama … Eira waited long for you. Don’t leave again.” …Mama? Before she could understand or react, a tall shadow fell over them. A man stood there —gaze sharp, cold, claiming —looking at her like she had belonged to him. “You dared to show up again?” Adelyn felt clueless. She would have asked him what he meant, however — Before she could speak — the ground vanished beneath her feet. A powerful arm lifted her effortlessly. “Since you dared …” his voice dropped —low, restrained, dangerous. “Don’t think of escaping again.
Scarlet_Shine · 15.4k Views

REJECTED BY MY BEST FRIEND, CLAIMED BY THE LYCAN KING

Isla Morven, 21, has waited her entire life for two things: her wolf and her wedding to Callum Reid, the future Alpha of Crescent Hollow Pack and her childhood best friend. While other wolves shifted at 18, Isla's wolf never came. But Callum promised it didn't matter—he'd choose her anyway, mate bond or not. On her 21st birthday, during the pack's full moon ceremony, the impossible happens. Isla's wolf finally awakens in a blaze of silver light. And the mate bond snaps into place, connecting her to the one person she's loved her entire life. Callum. For one perfect heartbeat, everything makes sense. They were meant to be. The Moon Goddess confirmed it. Then Callum's face twists with horror. "I, Callum Reid, future Alpha of Crescent Hollow, reject you, Isla Morven, as my mate." The rejection tears through Isla like silver claws, made worse when Callum immediately announces his engagement to Sienna Blackwood, the daughter of the most powerful Alpha in the region. The political alliance was already arranged—Isla was just too naive to see it. Heartbroken and humiliated before the entire pack, Isla prepares to leave. She's always been an orphan, abandoned as a baby and raised by the pack out of pity. She has nothing left here. Until a stranger emerges from the shadows of the ceremony. Tall. Lethal. Radiating power that makes every wolf drop their gaze. When his ice-silver eyes meet hers, the second-chance mate bond slams into Isla with devastating force. "I'll take her," he announces in a voice that commands obedience. "Isla Morven will be my bride." The pack erupts in chaos because everyone recognizes him: Theron Ashenfang, the Lycan King—ancient, ruthless, and infamous for one thing above all else. Fifteen years ago, he slaughtered Isla's parents. Now he's claiming her as his mate, his Queen, his possession. And he won't take no for an answer. As Isla is dragged into Theron's dark world of Lycan royalty and deadly court politics, she discovers horrifying truths: Her parents weren't simple pack wolves—they were Lycan nobles who stole something precious from Theron. Callum's rejection wasn't about politics—he knew exactly what she was and feared it. And Isla herself? She's not just a late bloomer. She's a Moonborn Lycan, the first female born under a blood moon in 500 years, capable of bearing the strongest heirs in werewolf history. The very reason her parents died. The very reason Theron has been searching for her since she was a child. The very reason he'll never let her go. Now Isla must navigate a lethal court where everyone wants her dead, unravel the truth about her parents' murder, and decide whether to trust the monster who killed them—or the best friend who destroyed her. Because the mate bond doesn't lie, but it doesn't tell the whole truth either. And sometimes, the monster who claims you is less dangerous than the friend who betrayed you.
fwangmungodwin0 · 6.3k Views

HANA ANUKI

Hana thought she knew how to play the game. After getting kicked out of every school in the city, the quiet mountain town of Villaluz was supposed to be her final destination. But the rules here are different. When she enters a high-stakes rivalry with Jaden-the town's golden boy with a dark streak-she thinks she's just fighting for status. She doesn't realise she's being groomed. From uncooked meat to dancing with the devil, Jaden is pulling her deeper into a world of primal rituals and ancient shadows. Their "disease" isn't a medical mystery-it's a hunger. In Villaluz, the party doesn't end until the sacrifice is made. And this year, Hana is the guest of honour. Hana felt her pulse thrum in her chest as Jaden stepped closer, the dim light of the room casting shadows across his sharp features. His eyes locked onto hers, piercing, unrelenting, as if he were looking straight into her thoughts. "Look into my eyes, darling," he murmured, his voice low and smooth, brushing over her like a velvet threat. "You, Hana... are worth every single thing. Even if it means taking another's life." She swallowed, forcing her hands to remain steady, refusing to let the tremor in her chest betray her. His gaze sharpened, searching hers, testing. "I'm not very patient. Will you let me?" Hana's lips pressed into a thin line. Her mind screamed caution, yet a flicker of curiosity dared her to meet his challenge. She wouldn't let him see her fear-not fully. She wouldn't give him that. But with an invitation to the most dangerous party of the year and a coded warning from a missing friend, Hana barely realises that she is running out of time. Love is a trap. The village is a cage. written by P.L.ADMIRAL.(praise hope)
Praise_Hope · 2.4k Views

Big Brother's Childhood Sweetheart

[Disclaimer: This work is a translation and not an original creation.] *** Song Erya transmigrates thirty years into the past, landing in the 1990s, where she runs into a vicious-looking teenage boy. Taking a closer look- Damn it all, isn't this the future self-made tycoon who will amass a fortune from nothing and later gift her a huge inheritance-the rich "uncle"? Song Erya is so excited she practically rubs her hands together like a fly and immediately clings to him shamelessly. A puppy-like girl with a limited "tasting period," she is adept at using her adorable looks to deceive others. All day long it's "big brother this" and "big brother that," "I like big brother the most," coaxing and acting cute at every turn-tricking the boy into protecting her for an entire lifetime. ... Young Shen Mingsong has a bad temper and finds the neighbor's kid unbearably annoying. Cute, sure-but whenever her eyes dart around, she's clearly about to torment him again. Like a little tail he can't shake off, always sticking to him, and fond of daydreaming. One time, she wakes up from a dream laughing and tells him, "I dreamed that big brother became a big boss in the future, with tons and tons of money for me to spend. I laughed myself awake." Shen Mingsong: "..." Utterly delusional. How many pillows did she stack up to dare dream something like that? But later, he's the one who leans in first, offering his face. "Give big brother another kiss."
StarlingTl · 881 Views