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The R18 content will be published after chapter 45. The story is focused mostly on Ace, Sabo and Luffy's childhood and Pebble's trauma and life on Moby Dick with Whitebeard's crew. The story is kinda long and not your typical WEBNOVEL... novel. Some chapters were created just to show daily life, so nothing super interesting is happening, at least at the beginning. But later on? You better fasten your seatbelts. _________________________________________________________________________ The Pirate King is dead. But someone is raising the next generation. After losing Gol D. Roger, the pirate captain Emeral D. Ralagan makes a pact with Davy Jones for power over the sea. Instead of resurrecting Roger, fate leads her to his hidden son — Portgas D. Ace. Now Pebble must raise three boys destined to shake the world: Ace. Sabo. And a loud child wearing Roger’s straw hat. But the sea remembers every debt. The Golden Lion has escaped. And the storm is coming.

Mila didn't come to Harlow City to be noticed. She came to survive, keep her scholarship, and get out. But Crestwood Academy doesn't do quiet. Within her first week, Zane Calloway - the most wanted guy in school decides she's the only person in the building worth his attention. His best friend Ace isn't far behind. And Bianca Harlow, the girl who owns this school and everything in it, has already decided she's a problem she needs to erase. Mila just want to pass her exams. They all want something from her. And Zane? Zane doesn't just want something. He's fixated. And she has no idea why.

News of the missing heir brought her back to the city she thought she had left for good. Anita 'Nita' Valken, the precious daughter of the Valken family, had managed to escape from their overbearing clutches under the disguise of building her empire in a different land. Nine years had passed with her life being filled with bliss and peace, with no watchful eyes scrutinizing her every move. However, this carefree life came to a screeching halt with just one phone call. News of a missing elder brother and the crushing pressure to find him at the earliest dragged Nita back to the very city she had fled in the past. Her existence had been forgotten in the years she had remained away. Though now, with her sudden return, the spotlight she despised was back on her once again. The shocking news that she would be filling in for her missing brother as the next heir only caused sparks to fly. If that wasn't all, her surprisingly odd interactions with the head of the Grimsa family, another hegemon in the city, had now made her the center of everyone's attention. __ Hugh Grimsa had never thought that the brat from the Valken family, who had run away from home the first chance she found, would appear before him ever again. Unfortunately for him, fate had other plans as he seemed to keep running into her at every turn, though their encounters were anything but amicable. Her unruly tongue and disdainful attitude knew just how to get on his last nerve each time they met. While everyone assumed that their rivalry was due to the bad blood between their families that had been passed down through generations, only those involved were aware of the real truth hidden beneath their facade. One a Vampire clan and the other a Werewolf tribe, both competing for the top spot in a city that knew nothing about the existence of creatures that were not human. So what would happen to this facade when the new heiress discovers that the trail to finding her missing brother keeps leading her closer to the Grimsa family? Will Nita be able to solve the mystery of her brother's disappearance, especially when rumors of a certain supposedly celibate man stealing glances at the new head of the Valken family business begin to fly throughout their city? Was this just a figment of everyone's imagination or did the heiress manage to bewitch the eternal bachelor? Follow Nita on her journey to finding her brother while steering clear of enemies hidden in the shadows, accompanied by an unlikely ally who seems to have ulterior motives for lending his aid.

I wasn’t supposed to matter to him. Men like Marco Vitale don’t notice women like me. He’s the most dangerous mafia king in Sicily. Ruthless. Untouchable. Feared. And I was just doing my job. Stay quiet. Stay invisible. Get through the flight. That was all I needed to do.Until one mistake ruined everything.One spill. One second. And suddenly, he noticed me. I thought I would lose my job.Instead, I lost my freedom. Because Marco Vitale doesn’t chase women.He chooses them. Keeps them. Owns them.And once he decides something belongs to him— it doesn’t leave. Now I’m trapped in his world.A world of power, control, and danger I don’t understand. A man I can’t escape.A man who looks at me like I already belong to him. I tell myself this isn’t real.That I can walk away.That I still have a choice.But every time he says my name— I feel it. The truth.This was never just a mistake. It was the moment he decided I was his. And in Marco Vitale’s world… there is no escape.

Bring my wife to me.” The words echoed through the hallway. Five years ago, Isabella Romano died. Or… so the world believes. She had been forced into a cold, loveless marriage with the ruthless mafia king, Lorenzo De Luca where Isabella was nothing more than a pawn in a dangerous game of power. But on the night she uncovered a secret that could destroy his empire, she became a target. So she did the only thing she could to survive. Disappearing. Now living under a new identity as Elena Rossi, Isabella has built a quiet life far away from blood, betrayal… and the man she once called husband. But when a high-profile art restoration job leads her straight into Lorenzo’s world again, everything she once buried comes crashing back because Lorenzo never forgets and he never forgives. The moment he sees her, one truth becomes clear, his estranged bride was still alive and this time, he was never letting her go. Now dragged back into a world she barely escaped, Isabella must hide the one secret that could destroy everything; she didn’t leave alone, she had left with his son. But as enemies close in and buried truths begin to surface, one question threatens to tear them apart: Did Isabella run to betray him… Or to save his life? Because in a world ruled by power and blood, love is dangerous and secrets are deadly.

Title: Ida of Atlantis Genre: Psychological Novel Ida is a woman standing at the edge of her own life. The funeral of the father of her three children marks not only the end of a relationship, but the symbolic closure of a long, emotionally draining and manipulative bond that has left her disconnected from herself. Caught between guilt, maternal responsibility, and an inability to set boundaries, Ida struggles to break free from a cycle of psychological dependency. In 2023, she joins a training program focused on communication with difficult individuals—an experience that gradually transforms into a space for deep personal confrontation. Through new insights and relationships, she begins to recognize her own behavioral patterns, fears, and suppressed needs. The narrative moves fluidly between past and present, revealing the story of her relationship with Aleksandar—a love that begins with passion but slowly turns into control and emotional entrapment. At the same time, the stories of other participants, particularly Vesna, mirror Ida’s pain and deepen her awareness of her own condition. At a critical moment, when she is expected to leave to reunite with her children, Ida makes an unexpected choice—to stay. This decision leads her to Nikola, her first love, who reappears in her life as both a possibility and a challenge. Faced with the chance of a new relationship, Ida must confront her deepest fear: is she truly ready to love without losing herself again? The climax unfolds as past and present collide through encounters, conflicts, and revelations that force Ida to make a final choice. Her liberation does not come as escape, but as a conscious act of reclaiming responsibility for her own life. Ida of Atlantis is a novel about returning to the lost parts of the self—the personal “Atlantis” buried beneath fear, conditioning, and the expectations of others. It is a story of transformation, of the courage to break free from toxic patterns, and of the possibility of love reborn—this time from a place of awareness and inner freedom.

They say seven is the number of perfection. For Luna Seraphine, it was the number that ended her silence. Six times, she tore the divorce papers apart, choosing love over pride, endurance over dignity, surrendering to the cruel demands of the mate who never cherished her. The seventh time, she signed her name without trembling. Alpha Ravyn panicked. His mistress, Daisy, the daughter of Seraphine’s former nanny, laughed it off. She’s only throwing a tantrum, they said. She’ll crawl back. They were wrong. The truth shattered what little remained of her heart: the child she had loved and raised for six years was never hers. That revelation became her breaking point. This time, Luna Seraphine walked away without looking back. As her power rose, so did Ravyn’s regret. The Alpha who once discarded her now slept outside her door, desperate for a single glance. But the woman who opened that door was no longer the Luna he broke. Cold, untouchable, unforgiving. Ravyn fell to his knees, begging for her hand, only to realize he was no longer the only one. Men of influence and power now competed for her attention because Luna Seraphine was no longer just a Luna. She was a world-renowned business mogul, a shadowed philanthropist. The most sought-after surgeon of her time, and a cyber genius. Then, a powerful, cold Alpha, one infamous for hating women, just shook the entire werewolf world and the North American billionaire elite, the Sovereign Circle, with a single tweet. “Sera is mine. I’ll pluck out the eyes of anyone who dares to look at her.” The internet exploded. The pack world went silent, and Ravyn… lost his mind. But the real question is this, will he dare challenge the richest, most powerful Alpha in the world… for the ex-wife he let go?

She was never supposed to be the bride. Sera Ashveil was nineteen years old, invisible, and worth nothing to the pack that raised her. Her sister Mira is the beautiful one. The chosen one. The one their father actually looks at when he speaks. Sera is just the spare. So when the most feared Alpha in the known territories - Caius Dravhen, cursed, dangerous, and slowly being destroyed by dark magic - demands a bride from the Ashveil bloodline, the decision takes less than an hour. Mira refuses. Nobody asks Sera. She is dressed in her sister's gown before dawn, pushed into a black carriage, and delivered to a monster - a substitute for a bride nobody wanted to send, to a man nobody expects her to survive. The last woman sent to Caius Dravhen lost her mind within three days. Her eyes stayed open but everything behind them simply vanished.Sera arrives expecting the same fate. What she doesn't expect is that his curse - the dark magic consuming him from the inside out - doesn't break her. It wakes her. Something has been sleeping inside Sera Ashveil for nineteen years. Something old, something hungry, something that the Ashveil pack beat down so thoroughly they were certain it was dead. They were wrong. She came to Ironveil as a sacrifice. She will leave as something they never saw coming.

Rowan Blackwood just wants to survive the night shift at The Hollow Crown diner. She's got £34k in student debt, a lease she can barely afford, and a strict policy of not asking questions about the regulars. Then Caelan Vane sits down at table four and orders nothing. He's been coming for three weeks. He never eats. And somehow, Ro can't look away. When she discovers the diner sits on a ley line crossing — and that she's just inherited the role of Keeper binding the fae courts to an ancient truce — her carefully boring life is over. The fae are real. The threat is escalating. And the infuriating, cryptic man who won't use contractions might be the only one who can help her survive it. If she can stop wanting to throw him out first.

There are times—far too many times—when you feel that uncontrollable urge to kill someone. For Kaya, this… this was exactly that moment. “Repeat what you just said?” She’d seen hell on the battlefield—second-in-command of a military unit, dodging bullets, dragging traitors by the collar, and coming out alive with grit under her nails. But nothing, absolutely nothing, prepared her for the sight of her spineless husband flirting with her own sister. Right in front of her. “I could never marry a barbarian like you. The one I... I like is Meera—” Blah blah. The same pitiful nonsense again. You think—what could possibly be worse than this? And then, right on cue, your idiotic sister chimes in, completely serious, “I just poisoned you.” Wow. BANG. Before anyone could even react, Meera collapsed. Dead. Her so-called husband gasped like a fish dragged out of water. “Y-you…” He dropped to his knees, staring at Kaya like he was seeing a monster rise from the dark. “You killed your sister?! How could y—?” BANG. Second bullet. Same spot. He dropped like a puppet with its strings cut. Silence. ... Just when Kaya thought her story had finally reached its bitter end, the universe—no, god himself—decided to throw in one last, ridiculous twist. “Wife… wife, didn’t you say you were gonna eat me? Why’d you stop?” A snake beast, ridiculously charming and glowing like some immortal fantasy, clung to her, eyes gleaming. Another voice interrupted. “Shut up! My wife wants to cuddle me now—” A sparrow beastman leapt into her arms, like that made any sense. “Hic… wife, don’t you want me anymore?” A panda-like beastman sat beside her, huge, sniffly, and wronged like a child abandoned at a festival. Sitting in the middle of all this, Kaya was absolutely dumbfounded. ‘When the hell did all of this even start?’

Eloise’s hand trembled as Damien closed the distance between them. “You know too much,” he said, his voice low yet threatening. “Then give me reason to keep your secret,” Eloise replied, her chin lifting with defiance. She had nothing to lose now with her father gone. Damien’s gaze softened, just enough to keep her confidence alive. “Be mine, Eloise. Only then will both our futures remain intact,” he accepted the proposal. *** Upon her bedridden father’s request, Eloise Wilkins travels to town to stay with her uncle’s family for the season. Whilst Elosie enjoys her stay, she is unaware of her uncle’s plans to steal the money her father has set aside for her to inherit after his death. One fateful night at a ball brings a shocking revelation about her father’s death, and the culprit behind it is someone she least expected. Before her uncle seals her fate, Eloise stumbles into a childhood friend whom she proposes to using a secret he needs to remain hidden to force him accept her offer. With the help of her new husband, could Eloise expose the truth behind her father’s death? … After a reunion with his childhood love, Damien Hawthorne does the unexpected and gets married to the ever-so-cheerful Eloise Wilkins. Damien uses his power to help Eloise expose her family’s deeds and reclaim what belongs to her. Given a second chance with Eloise, Damien doesn’t intend to let her slip between his fingers again.

Synopsis After years of overwork and stress, a 30-year-old public worker finally collapses alone in her apartment. But when she wakes up… she is no longer in her world. She has transmigrated into the body of Liu Yanyu, a nineteen-year-old fat village girl. Even worse… she’s not someone important. She is the most disliked person in Wu Village. Rude. Greedy. Foolish. A bully everyone avoids. And she awakens at the worst possible moment, villagers of Wu village have been kicked out after the death of their village chief. His two children take control, leading the villagers toward a new place by the southern riverbank… A place that will become their grave. Before she can even react, a strange system binds to her. A calm voice speaks in her mind, giving her one task: “Save Wu Village and become their village chief” The system shows her the future.. and their faith once they head towards southwestern riverbank. If nothing changes, the villagers will all be dead.. But Liu Yanyu doesn’t panic. And she doesn’t beg. Because whether the village lives or dies… is not her problem. To the east of the mountain lies a safer place. And she only needs to get herself there. The problem? Absolutely nothing. Whether they followed her or not is none of her concern. To them, Liu Yanyu is still the same useless, fat, and troublesome woman they have always known. As the villagers prepare to follow the wrong path, Liu Yanyu lets out a cold laugh. “Believe me or not… I’m leaving.” With a system in her hands and a second life ahead of her, she decides three things: 1- survive, no matter what 2- use the system to grow stronger 3- And protect her sisters and handsome hubby! As for Wu Village? If they live, they live. If they die… that’s their choice. But fate has its own plans. Because the more she walks away… …the more the village is forced to follow her.

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

Nadia Voss has spent a decade being the backbone of the Ironstone Pack. She built its defenses, funded its watchtowers, trained its warriors, and raised its heir. She was also, slowly and without anyone noticing, given less and less in return. When the Ashveil Curse claims her, the pack's healer names a cure: the Silver Moon Rite, performed within forty-eight hours. Her Alpha mate, Cassian, gives it instead to Lyra- the adopted sister Nadia herself brought home at seventeen, who has spent the years since taking everything Nadia owned, one piece at a time. Nadia does not scream. She does not fight. She signs every document they put in front of her with a steady hand and a composed face. But in the three days before her death, she moves with the precision of someone who has been planning longer than anyone realized- locking assets behind bloodline seals, registering evidence with neutral-territory law, writing a letter that will be released only when the people who wronged her have begun to relax. She dies alone on the third day. Then the trap begins to close. And fourteen months later, in a neutral-zone legal office, a woman places a document on a desk and begins the process of returning to the life she was owed. Blood and Silver is a story about what strength actually looks like when no one is watching and what the patient and the precise can build, even at the end.

WARNING: R18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT Dark themes | Group scenes | Knotting | Blood-play | Breeding | Obsessive love ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ They called my hybrid blood a curse. On my twenty-first birthday, my heat proved them right. Captured. Auctioned. Sold to four alphas who called me hybrid filth before they couldn't stay away. Kael. The brutal Alpha King who wants to breed me. Riven. The mind-link master already living in my head. Draven. The vampire-hybrid who craves my blood more than my body. Thorne. The feral rogue who wants to chase me under the full moon. They rejected me. Then claimed me. Now they'll burn the world to keep me. There's just one problem. I'm the Hybrid Queen the prophecy warned them about. And I'm done being prey. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Updates: Daily Heat Level high.

I’ve discovered that if you cry at the right time people stop asking difficult questions. To the Foundation, I am Subject #402: a grieving girl with a ‘stable’ strength ability. To my classmates, I’m a clumsy klutz named Elara Ward. I’ve given myself a 90-day deadline to burn it all down The first month is for building a reputation as the girl who couldn't hurt a fly. The second is for mapping every exit and every weakness in the Foundation’s walls. The third is for the only thing that matters. Revenge. Everyone has weaknesses. I have weaknesses. No one must know. Not them, not her, not him and certainly not you.

Amara Piers is living the dream everyone double-taps on Instagram. For ten years, Sebastian Creed hasn’t just been her husband; he’s been her entire world. As the charismatic CEO of a global empire, Sebastian is the man who has everything, yet he acts as if Amara is his only prize. The handwritten morning notes, the spontaneous anniversary trips to Paris, the way he looks at her as if she’s the only woman in the room—it was the "perfect" marriage. Or so she thought. The facade doesn’t crack; it shatters. On a mundane Thursday morning, a stranger delivers a sentence that turns Amara’s fairy tale into a psychological horror story: “Ma’am, I’m sorry... but your marriage certificate and your child’s adoption papers are both fake.” In one heartbeat, Amara realizes she isn’t a wife, and she might not legally be a mother. The man she worshipped hasn’t just been keeping secrets; he’s been orchestrating a decade-long performance. As the walls of her high-end life close in, Amara must face a terrifying reality: Sebastian Creed didn't marry her because he loved her. He "captured" her. Now, the woman who was once his greatest treasure is becoming his greatest threat. To reclaim her life and walk away from her husband's child, Amara must disappear from a man who has the resources to find anyone, anywhere. But how do you run from a man who knows your every thought before you even think it? She was the woman he claimed to love. Now, she’s the one woman he can’t be allowed to keep.

Her childhood was forged in shadows, and she was sharpened into a weapon, trained to be a ghost, a killer—an instrument of vengeance. The target: a decorated general who brought down her family. But fate doesn't follow orders. Just as Lara was about to execute her long-planned mission, everything spiraled out of control. A military convoy intercepted her escape route—escorting none other than the general himself. And then came the moment that changed everything. A blinding crash. Screeching tires. Her body was thrown like a ragdoll, then darkness. She had a fleeting recollection of another world, another lifetime where kings ruled the land with an iron fist. But she woke up, and twelve long months had passed.  She did not know where she was or who she was. She remembered nothing. They told her different names. A child with trembling hope whispered, “Mommy, your name is Moira Torres.” Her doctor insisted, “Your admission slip says Larissa Reyes.” A hardened general leaned close and commanded, “Remember who you are. Remember your mission.” Then another general—dangerously calm, incredibly familiar—looked at her as if she mattered and asked, “Can I call you Lara?” The name unlocked something buried deep in her soul. Lara Norse Kromwel. Daughter of General Odin Norse. Empress of the First Empire. But the man who watched her most closely dismissed it with cold certainty. “This is the 21st century,” he said. “What nonsense are you spouting? What Empress? You are my woman. You can only be mine!"