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A discarded daughter. A hidden heir. A dragon who chose her… and refuses to let her go. Eleanor was never meant to survive. But the night she was abandoned, something ancient awakened—something that now watches her, follows her… claims her. As she rises from nothing, gathering power from the broken and forgotten, the empire that betrayed her begins to crumble. A duke stands at her side. A dragon stands behind her. One offers loyalty. The other offers something far more dangerous. Because Isfrid does not share. He does not forget. And he will freeze the world before he lets her belong to anyone else.

What makes the God of Death cruel? No one truly knows— not even him. Fortunately, this God left a bible... a bible that can only start in the middle. Why don't we take a peek? ... There are three Gods hidden amongst the livings; One built the world in greed; One buried the world in sorrow; One ties the world in illusion. If left alone in their whimsical rebellion, the world will soon perish, unable to withstand their presence, and so they must be driven away. Left with no choice, the Heavens seek the help of the God of Death; an entity who may just do more damage than the three Gods could ever do combined. ____ @uwyxkai @tsar TW: Gore

"If I can just stay under the radar, I might survive the final chapter." Kim Jowoon woke up in a novel world as the illegitimate fourth son of a marquis, Julian Von Astrea, and it looked like every single character hated him. It was a world where everyone looked like a protagonist—shining eyes, tragic backstories, destiny practically dripping off them. Everyone except him. He didn't even get a script. Then the Affection System popped up and crushed his hopes in one clean line of text: every so-called “hero” in the capital had a solid 0% interest in his continued existence. Naturally, Julian did the most reasonable thing possible—he ran. Straight into the safest job he could think of: tutoring the young son of the Empire's most reclusive (and famously cold) Duke. The plan was foolproof. Win over the kid, stay invisible, collect a fat paycheck, and live long enough to die of old age instead of plot relevance. It didn't go smoothly at first. The child barely spoke, the Duke barely appeared, and Julian briefly wondered if he'd chosen the wrong kind of death. But somehow… it worked. The Duke's son quickly warmed up to him. Lessons became warm and fun moments, and silence turned into trust. And even stranger, the Duke's affection level didn't just rise—it skyrocketed into something Julian absolutely had not planned for. For the first time since transmigrating, he felt safe. Then the Empire started falling apart. A masked criminal began tearing through the capital, and Julian started waking up with missing memories and an unsettling sense of déjà vu. No wounds. No explanations. Just the feeling that something had happened—and that he was better off not remembering it. He had thought he was the one being hunted. He thought wrong.

In a rigid aristocratic society where marriages are political and mistresses are open secrets, Alina Ashworth, daughter of a bankrupt merchant is sold to the most powerful and feared man in the kingdom: Austin Moore, Duke of Ravenmoor. Her official title is his bed warmer. This humiliating title means she is his to use, display, and discard. Yet, he never touches her. Every night, she comes to his room, lies on his bed, but he doesn’t even look at her. But in public, he is a different man. At banquets, his hand is always on her waist and he introduces her to others with possessiveness that make men step back and women glare. Furious at being used as a prop, Alina decides that she will not be his silent ornament. If he wants to display possession, she will give him a performance worth watching. Soon, she weaponizes her bed warmer title, turns the humiliation into power and makes him fall for a woman he was never supposed to want.

A cheating partner was a cliche twist and the one thing Hazel Callway could never forgive, so how could she be the cheater... when she didn't even remember doing it?! . . Hazel Callaway had what many would call a perfect life. A successful career, a promising future, and a fiancé who claimed to know nothing other than loyalty and faithfulness. He loved her deeply, never looked at another woman, and was obsessed with her. At least, that was what Hazel believed, until a brutal car crash took her life. But when Hazel opened her eyes again, she wasn't dead. She was in a strange room… with a complete stranger hovering above her. And worse—this dangerously handsome man was calling her his wife! How could she cheat on her fiancé?! That wasn't even the strangest part. Hazel no longer existed. Her name, her records, her past—everything had been erased. She had a new identity, a new life, and no way back. It didn't take long for Hazel to discover that her so-called deadbeat fiancé was never what he claimed to be. He wasn't innocent and powerless. He belonged to the most feared and prominent family in the country. He had dark secrets which Hazel was the center of it all. Worst of all— He was a cheating scumbag obsessed with his real fiancée, his globally adored childhood sweetheart. Hazel had never been loved—she had been used! Used for her brilliant mind, forced to work, plan, and build behind the scenes while he took the credit. Used to secure her dead parents’ assets. Used as a disposable tool until she outlived her usefulness. And when she finally realized the truth— She was already dead. But his greatest mistake was crossing her. Because Hazel Callaway doesn't forgive betrayal. Hazel didn't know how she got this new identity, but now, she was married to her ex-fiance's uncle, a billionaire whose power is absolute and whose unhinged mind makes his human consciousness numb to the pain of whoever crosses him and his wife. And she wants revenge. What better way to strike your enemies than doing it right under their noses? She would rain hell on them! ... This book is in the Webnovel Spirity Contest. Support by adding to your library and voting.

I don’t exactly know what the true meaning of love is, or into how many types it can be divided. But the way each person perceives love, it reveals its own form to them in that very way. Some seek the body in love, while others seek the soul. Love exists in everything in this world—whether it is a mother’s love for her child or a husband’s love for his wife. All love has just one meaning: to care and to keep someone well.

In the coven, no one can escape their fate. Elide, a young witch, tried once and paid the price. Life gives her a second chance to change her destiny, and a pact with the enemy will bring an unexpected twist to her life.

Darius Holt is the future CEO of his father’s company, but there’s a couple things he can’t tell his dad, like the fact that he’s an alpha and also that he went downtown and had sex with an omega he doesn’t know in a nightclub disdained by the social elite. And when his new assistant Owen Mitchell shows up, life gets a whole lot more interesting. Noah Callahan has invested every day of his life since high school into becoming a doctor. He’s always been able to keep his personal life as Darius Holt’s best friend seperate from his professional life as an ER doctor. He’s also pretty sure he’s straight, so when he starts to fall in love with Camille LeVieux, he begins to question everything. Sario Holt has lived his life in his older brother’s shadow. Just when he thinks he’s gotten away from Darius’ world, an impromptu meeting with the prickly hacker Marlowe makes him consider staying just a little while longer…maybe forever. Pandi Yaruban is a man most people know as a kind, gentle therapist. He listens to others share their troubles yet never vents his own. But thanks to his media-loving ex-wife, Pandi’s personal life is suddenly dragged into the spotlight. Then Zayvier King enters stage left, and Pandi realizes that his dreams of a quiet life are very much over. - - - - - - - Hey, all! I’m working with Sara, an artist who works for professional writers and currently has a grand offer going on. Anyone who goes to her, mentioning my name, will get art at half price! Here’s her Instagram: sara_mark767 And also her Discord: sara_mark1

[Mature Content R18+] [Slow-Burn Dark Romance] Two days before my wedding, my fiancé told me he would marry my twin sister, because it was her dying wish. My family, his family, everyone dear to me, turned me into a villain for being defiant. The decision was final. The bride had changed. They forced me into a golden cage, waiting for my turn to be another substitute. Then he came. The man who should have been my enemy offered his hand. Led us into one wild night. "Be my wife. Six years. Let's have a contract for exactly that long." "You lost your mind. You promised-" "And I'll give you five years. You can be free. Do whatever you want with the Kingston name. I promised that." "Wh... what?" "But you must promise me, you will be back, and let's live like we burn for each other in that last year." "Rafael... what are you planning to?" "Get things back to their right place." I was tired of being anyone's pawn. So, I play my own game. Five years later, I am back. Revenge is an understatement. The price for my suffering is due. My children keep asking for their father. They'll meet him soon, but there's a problem:  I’m not sure who the real father is. "Viona... I never stop loving you. Tell me they are my flesh, right? I want you back. I want us back." My ex-fiancé shamelessly pleaded before me. "They are mine. The four of them are mine." And there he was, my contracted husband declared with a glare that was ready to burn the whole society down. This should be a simple game of power. But love always meddles between the players. ====== Author's Note: This Novel is a character-driven plot with slow-burn smut. Every character has their own motivation and is layered. Every choice has no easy way out. If you enjoy slow burn, this might be to your liking. Please read all the free chapters before you decide to continue or not. Thank you for giving this story a chance.

Elara, A young rebellious girl mastered in Fencing, gets a book as a forceful gift which consumes her and takes her to the world of werewolf, unknown to her she meets the person who is written in her destiny by moon goddess. Lucien Blackwood, An Alpha Prince of Nightfang pack, a ruthless true blooded Alpha who wants to sit on throne but can't unless he finds his fated mate. What will happen when these two personalities clash against each other in the name of fate, let's dive into the story of The Alpha Prince's Human Mate.

Viola was once the pride of her pack, destined to rise above everyone on the day she received her wolf. Instead, that day marked her fall. She had been the villain in countless stories, untouchable and adored by the Alpha heir, until the night her wolf was supposed to awaken, and fate played its cruelest joke. She fell to the lowest rank in her pack, rejected by her sworn mate. Stripped of status, strength, and even her wolf, she was forced to live a life worse than that of an omega. Imprisoned and alone, Viola’s only hope of escape lay in finding her wolf, or her fated mate. Only, a dark past kept her powers dormant… and her fated mate didn’t want her. Sebastian Kade is powerful, ruthless, and chained to a past he refuses to release. Viola Linden does not belong in his world, and he wants her gone. Fate, however, disagrees. This fragile, stubborn girl refuses to leave his orbit. He does not believe in love. He does not want her. He has already lost too much. An Alpha who swore off weakness, hardened by loss and haunted by a prophecy that feels more like a curse, Sebastian is certain he will never allow another woman into his life. But the Moon Goddess is rarely kind. Viola carries something ancient within her, something dangerous, something powerful enough to defy him. Hate twists into desire. Desire ignites into fierce passion. And passion threatens to become love. But when Sebastian discovers what Viola truly carries within her, will it save him… or destroy everything he’s built? ~~~ WARNING: MATURE CONTENT! #Slow burn #Spicy #Morally Gray ML #Adventure #Angst

​"I betrayed the only man who stayed faithful to me, and died by the hand of the father I worshipped." ​Olivia Luceron was the perfect tool. For years, she acted as a spy within her own marriage, feeding her father secrets to dismantle her husband’s power. Her reward? A cold dungeon, a mutilated body, and a walk of shame through the empire’s streets. ​Her husband, Duke Matthias, whom she treated with nothing but icy indifference, died protecting her. Her father, whom she gave her soul to, was the one who ordered her torture. ​Now, Olivia has returned. ​The platinum hair she lost is back. The scars on her chest have vanished. And Matthias is still alive. ​She doesn't seek his forgiveness. She doesn't even seek his love. In this life, Olivia has only one goal: to use her position as the Duchess to systematically destroy her family from within. ​But as she navigates a world of lethal poisons and haunting shadows, she realizes that the road to redemption is paved with agony. She will be the "Perfect Wife" this time—a mask of ice to hide a heart of fire. ​"Dear Father, you taught me how to be a monster. It’s only fair that I show you what I’ve learned." ​[Community Alert] ​Join our official Discord server to discuss the latest chapters and share your theories! https://discord.gg/g7ZPdqfnH

On the night of her engagement party, Alayna Sandra discovers her future contract husband is cheating on her with her own sister. She's shattered, broken, and furious all at once. So when she finds his stepbrother, Dafa Halton, she marries him instead. But now, why is her ex fiance the one begging her to come back? And who would have thought that his useless stepbrother would turn out to be the best man she's ever met. -Love Reclamation: Escaping My Contract Husband, Finding His Stepbrother By Yuliaresi Anjelina

Eleanor is barely surviving—drowning in bills, deadlines, and a life going nowhere. Every night, she dreams of a man called Death, chained to a black throne in an ancient world, with an old diary resting beside him. Every night, she reads the diary. Every morning, she writes it down as fiction. The diary tells a forbidden story—the story of the Queen of Faith, a woman who could write fate itself, and her husband Death, a king prophesied to destroy the earthly gods. The Queen betrays him, writing him into eternal bondage. By chance, Eleanor’s friend—a publisher—comes across the manuscript and persuades her to publish it. The story becomes an overnight obsession. Readers worship it. Fear it. Demand more. But the diary ends. Under crushing pressure to continue the story, Eleanor writes the one ending that she regreted— Death is freed. In that moment, Eleanor is pulled into the ancient world she thought existed only in ink. Now trapped in the underworld, sharing a bridal chamber with the god she unchained, Eleanor must face Death’s growing hatred for women—and uncover the truth behind his betrayal—while desperately searching for a way back to the world she left behind. 3 chapters daily update, Monday-Friday

Note: I will join Winwin next month (April) thanks for giving me hope to continue this story! Linda Gilbert’s fall was well planned and cruel. One moment, she was a top model, adored by brands and envied by many. Next, she was branded a homewrecker, wrongly accused and framed by someone who wanted to destroy her. The scandal spread overnight, tearing her career apart completely. Her father disowned her and left her with nowhere to turn. She wandered the streets under the hot sun, lost and exhausted, only to be hit by a car and land in the hospital. That was when Linda learned the car that almost killed her belonged to the scariest CEO that everyone feared. His assistant believed she had deliberately thrown herself in front of the car, assuming she had fallen too low and had nowhere else to go… just like another desperate woman trying to force her way into his boss’s life. But Linda knew she wasn’t chasing power. What was happening to her wasn’t her fault, and the accident was nothing but a cruel coincidence. As if looking down on her wasn’t enough, she was offered a contract meant for a random woman like her. Under normal circumstances, she would have slapped it back in their faces and spat on it. But she had no choice. She forced herself to sign a harsh contract marriage for one year, with no love or affection, in exchange for the one thing she needed the most, to clear her name… As Linda stepped into a life she never wanted, she set her heart on one goal… revenge. While the world believed she married for power, she remained unbothered, quietly taking control of her life on her own terms. What she never expected…Was that the man who wrote the rules would be the first to break them?

Tagline: I was his trophy until I became his rival’s obsession "I bought you, Sloane. I own the air in your lungs and the silk on your back. You leave when I say you're finished." To the world, Arthur Sterling is a billionaire visionary. To me, he is the monster who keeps me in a golden cage—a trophy wife claimed as interest on my father’s gambling debts. I was a bird with clipped wings, waiting for the sky to fall. On the night of the Sterling Gala, the sky finally collapsed. Amidst a shattered chandelier and the screams of the elite, I traded my cage for a storm. I didn't run to the light; I ran to the one man my husband feared most. Killian Vane. The Fixer. A man built of ink, scars, and cold, ruthless ambition. He doesn't save people—he breaks them. And now, he has the most valuable piece of Arthur Sterling’s empire sitting in his car. Killian doesn't want my gratitude, and he doesn't want my money. He wants my husband’s ruin, and he knows I’m the only one with the keys to the vault. In the suffocating heat of his penthouse, the air turns electric. There are no rules here—only a raw, ungodly hunger that neither of us can control. As Arthur hunts us through the city's underbelly, the line between my protector and my new captor vanishes. Arthur wants his property back. Killian wants his revenge. And I? I’m done being a prize. The debt is signed. The fire is lit. Let the city burn.

[A sequel to The F-Class Healer Omega is a Villain] In the city of Seoul, nothing had truly changed since the last surge of gates—at least, not after the last high energy levels had stablized. The country had settled into peace and harmony, guarded by an even stronger awakener… until the moment he became pregnant. Two months into his pregnancy, that stability shattered. S-Class gates erupted across the country in an unprecedented stream, swallowing cities in panic and destruction. But these gates themselves weren’t the most troubling part. The one who triggered them—undeniably an S+ Class awakener—had vanished without a trace. Gone. Offline. Watching the country burn from the shadows, planning something far more dangerous. With the nation on the brink, the Central Bureau for Awakeners had no choice. They assigned the task of hunting down this mysterious new S+ Class to the strongest hunter in the country. And who is the strongest hunter, you ask? Of course… it’s me.

When Mara becomes the target of a threat she doesn’t understand, survival comes down to one decision: trust the man hired to protect her. Ethan Cole is a professional — quiet, disciplined, and dangerously capable. He’s trained to keep his distance, follow the rules, and never get emotionally involved. But hiding together in a rain-soaked city blurs every line they’re not supposed to cross. As danger closes in, trust turns intimate, and attraction becomes unavoidable. With secrets unraveling and time running out, Mara and Ethan must face a truth neither of them planned for — sometimes the safest place isn’t behind a weapon or a plan, but in the arms of the person you never meant to fall for.

50 life. 49 failed attempts. 1 last chance. After dying 49 times in the System of God of War’s brutal trenches, supermodel Saoirse is down to her last life. She’s tired, she’s traumatized, and she’s ready to quit. But the God of War has traded her away like a used toy to a new master: The God of Fertility. His demand? "Fail every mission but this one." The catch? She has to seduce five "Unapproachable Geniuses" who are as toxic as they are breathtaking. From a Cursed Emperor, Dark Mage, Beastkin, Augmented Assassin to a Dense Saint, no woman has survived their touch. Armed with nothing but a face that could launch a thousand ships and a soul that’s already been through hell, Saoirse has to secure the future of a kingdom. But it’s hard to save the world when you’re facing execution on your first day. Or in Saoirse’s words: "Are you f*cking kidding me?!"