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Neon is a broke high school student whose only escape is reading Omegaverse novels. He’s a loyal reader—he devours every single Omegaverse story he can get his hands on. His favorite right now? Angel in Hell, a bestselling novel he loves with all his heart. Neon adores everything about it… except one thing: Zyren Kael. A D-class Alpha. The villain. The nightmare of the whole book. Villains are meant to be hated, but Zyren is on another level—cruel, stupid, obsessive, and always ruining the precious omega Angel’s life. Neon curses him every time he appears on the page. But the night he finishes the novel, Neon dies in an accident. And when he opens his eyes again… he’s not in his tiny cheap apartment. He’s lying in a luxurious bedroom inside an expensive mansion— reborn as Zyren Kael, the villain he hates the most. Neon swears he will NOT follow the villain’s tragic path. He refuses to be cruel. He refuses to follow the book’s script. He plans to live quietly, avoid trouble, marry a side-character beta, and spend his days peacefully. But the novel itself refuses to follow its own plot. So why— Why are all the male leads obsessed with him? Why is the main character suddenly in love with him? Why is everyone chasing after him? Why does the world treat him like he’s the true protagonist? He was supposed to be the villain. So why does he feel like the main character instead? What on earth is happening to this story…?

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ Only. Heavy Smuts, knotting, possessive themes, and dub-con.] “I knotted you thrice today, little liar. Tell me… is the game still worth it?” In the pro leagues, Omegas aren't allowed to play. But Kayden Vale entered the hockey world anyway, pretending to be an Alpha. Living on suppressants, he has one goal: Win the Cup. But he also has one massive problem: Rhys Calder. Rhys Calder is the Alpha Captain of the Nothern Avalanche. He hates Kayden for being "too pretty" for the ice. The world sees them as two Alphas always at each other’s throats, but they don’t see what happens when the lights go out. Behind locked doors, their hate turns into a different kind of heat. It was supposed to be simple: Teammates on ice, fuck buddies in the bedroom. No feelings. No strings attached. Rhys thought he was with a cocky Alpha. Then he found out the truth. Instead of turning Kayden in, he claimed him. What started as a physical release has twisted into dark obsession. Enemies to rivals-with-benefits to something far more dangerous: love. What happens when the world discovers their forbidden secret? #BL #Omegaverse #SportsRomance #RivalsToLovers #SecretIdentity #PossessiveAlpha #Smut #Hockey #ForcedProximity #EnemiesWithBenefits#Mpreg#Erotica

The novel was clear. The villain deserved his death. A feared kingdom captured the heirs of rival nations, breaking their future rebellions by chaining their princes and princesses as slaves. Among them was the protagonist, Riven Solcaire....humiliated, beaten, and stripped of dignity by the villain crown prince, Maelis Ravencourt, while his destined bride, Seraphine Valoire, stood untouched by the cruelty of that fate. Love bloomed in blood. Revenge followed. But the story restarts when Maelis awakens years before the downfall, inside the young body of the villain himself. The slave prince, Riven Solcaire, kneels at his feet, brush trembling in small hands, eyes lowered-but hatred already burns beneath the surface. If Maelis follows the script, he will die. If he changes it, he may create something far worse than the novel's ending. Because saving the protagonist might not save himself. And mercy might be remembered... or resented.

When my relatives adopted him, I didn't think much of it. But as we grew up, I started to hate him. He was perfect. Smart, charming, effortlessly good at everything. My parents, my teachers, even strangers-everyone loved him, and everyone started comparing me to him. "You should be more like him." "Why can't you do it like he does?" I thought he hated me too. Our silent competition, our cold stares-I was sure he wanted nothing to do with me. So imagine my surprise when our families arranged our marriage. I thought I was trapped in a loveless political marriage with my long-time rival. I was ready to grit my teeth and endure it. But slowly, strange things started to happen. He always knew where I was. My friends began to distance themselves. Anyone who showed interest in me disappeared. And his smile...It never quite reached his eyes. Turns out, he didn't hate me. Turns out, my husband is a hidden yandere. And now? He's making sure I can never leave. --- "I thought he was my rival. Turns out, I was always his obsession". "..........."

Yun has always felt like something was missing. Fragments of unfamiliar dreams haunt his sleep—rain-soaked stone floors, trembling hands, a voice calling his name with unbearable devotion. Yet no matter how hard he tries, he cannot remember a past that feels far too real to be imagination. Everything changes the day he meets him. The man knows Yun’s habits, his fears, even the way his heart hesitates before trusting. His gaze is warm, patient… and terrifyingly familiar. To Yun, he is a stranger. To the man, Yun is a love he has waited lifetimes to reclaim. In a past life, Yun tried to leave. In this one, he doesn’t remember why. But the love that followed him through death has no intention of letting him go again. Bound by fate, memory, and an obsession that never faded, Yun is drawn into a romance that feels inevitable—one where love is gentle, consuming, and impossible to escape. This time… will Yun stay?

original book: I Woke My Vegetative Husband Up After Book Transmigrating

After failing his university entrance exams, Kwang-su is sent by his father to a remote village to live with a grandfather he’s never met. Upon arrival, he’s greeted by an unfamiliar elderly man—his grandfather’s boyfriend. Confused and unsettled, Kwang-su later meets his real grandfather, a village baker. At the bakery, he’s introduced to the boyfriend’s charming grandson, with whom he must now work. Their first encounter is tense, marked by misunderstanding. But as they spend time together, an unexpected connection begins to bloom—one that promises to shift the course of Kwang-su’s quiet, reluctant new life...

when Neo took the job at the Luther's he thought he'd just landed a dream opportunity, until the man behind the desk turned out to be Lucas Luther rich. cold. dangerous.Lucas wasn't just the CEO he was the hidden head of one of the most feared underground syndicates in the city. To everyone else his untouchable a man who moves with quiet power and commands both fear and loyalty but to neo he's something else entirely an enigma wrapped in dark temptation when their worlds collide neo's fury attitude becomes the one thing Lucas can't control and the one thing he refuses to let go of in a life of power,blood, secrets and sacrifices love is the most dangerous weakness of all when he came...... everything changed

“…Asher…” His breathing was uneven, a clear tremor in his voice. A thought surfaced too suddenly, and he barely managed to stop himself before it slipped out “You only want my body, don’t you?” Asher paused for a moment, his gaze calm and unflinching. “Yes.” His throat tightened. “Then why do you..." He stopped halfway through the sentence, only then realizing this wasn’t a question meant for Asher. It was for himself When you know perfectly well he doesn’t feel anything for you. When you’re fully aware this closeness is nothing but desire. Then why.. Why do you still want to like him?

A man walks into the police station and confesses to a murder that hasn’t occurred… yet. When the crimes inevitably come true, the authorities are baffled. Is it luck, coincidence, or something darker?

╭──────༺♡༻──────╮ “What happened to ‘Yes, Your Highness’?” A cold voice asked. “What happened to your dignity as a prince?” Elias shot back in anger. He knew he was being unreasonable but he had to be. That was too close. The prince’s hand moved faster than sight. He hooked two fingers under Elias’s chin and jerked him forward. Elias felt the heat crawl up his neck. His face went traitorously red. Their breath mingled. Up close, the prince looked like a predator. A pretty handsome one. ╰──────༺♡༻──────╯ In the halls of Ravenholm Academy, status is measured by efficiency, and magic is a tool for the elite. Elias Thornbloom, a second-year student from a fallen noble house, wants none of that status. With his moss-green hair and silver eyes, Elias is the plant mage who views his powers as something to use mainly for his family and to help the plants. His only goal is to restore his family’s tarnished name and return to the quiet orchards of family and grandmother. But the plan for silence of Elias’s life is shattered in the same space he thought was safe. Cassian Thalorin, the perfect and lethal Crown Prince, is dying. He is the victim of a parasitic ancient plant curse that feeds on royal magic. To the King, his father, an inefficient heir is a liability; to Cassian’s ambitious brother, Zayne, the curse is an opportunity to steal the throne. The pact they made was simple. ‘Heal me. You and your family gets to live in peace.’ But what happens when the lines begin to blur? ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ https://discord.gg/HA8vDUkmhf discord server for my books hi guys! it’s me again I used my previous book to learn a lot of things so this one will definitely be better than the last. I’m putting so much effort into this one so please support me okay? I want this as a career.

Ready for a fun ride? ************ Wutao learned early that survival was a matter of timing. Born into wealth but denied its protection, he grew up under a name meant to shame him-one chosen to remind him of what his family believed him to be. Filth. Silent, observant, and underestimated, Wutao perfected the art of disappearing in plain sight. Then Feng Lang enters his life. An heir to a mining empire who refuses to play the role expected of him. Disciplined, distant, and unyielding. He wakes one morning with no memory of the night before, only the imprint of a stranger's touch and a face he cannot place.. Wutao remembers everything. The encounter was not an accident, nor was it meant to be remembered. But memory has a way of resurfacing As Feng Lang searches for answers, Wutao is forced into proximity with the one person who could unravel him. Each step closer risks exposure. Each moment of restraint threatens collapse. Because Wutao was never meant to be seen. And once he is, there may be no way to disappear again. ********** You have to be 18+ to join this ride. Wattpad: Unhingely_yours Discord: https://discord.gg/YXXv94HHB

Milas was perfectly content with being an unimportant person. Living in the bottom district had taught him that anonymity was a valuable resource—right up there with clean water, a steady paycheck, and knowing which alleyways the patrol drones preferred. And run when you have to. Unfortunately, running into a noble estate while being chased by officers turned out to be a catastrophic deviation from that philosophy. Now he is engaged. To Duke Finnian Reyes, one of fifteen candidates eligible to compete for the imperial throne. A man famous for his glacial expression, nonexistent social life, and alarming efficiency. A man who apparently needed a fiancé more urgently than he needed background checks. Milas has problems of his own. He is technically illegal, officially unemployed, and one blood test away from being shipped to a war zone. Signing a marriage contract he could not read was therefore… not ideal. On the other hand, it came with private shuttles, tailored clothes, and a temporary immunity from law enforcement, which made it the most luxurious bad decision of his life. Finnian, for his part, is pursuing the throne with stubbornness rather than enthusiasm. Raised far from palace corridors, he knows how fragile ordinary comfort is and how allergic most nobles are to actually fixing things. If winning the imperial contest is the only way to force reforms, then fine. He will play the game. Even if his new fiancé keeps flirting at inappropriate moments. With the capital star looming, political rivals sharpening knives behind polite smiles, the Emperor Contest has acquired its most questionable couple. MxM Milas x Finnian

Draco Malfoy was raised to despise Harry Potter. Yet from the moment Harry looked him in the eye at Hogwarts and said, “I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks,” something inside Draco shifted in a way he never expected. The feeling lingered. Hatred twisted into fixation. Fixation darkened into a quiet obsession that followed Draco through every year of the war, even as he was pushed deeper into fear and expectations he could never escape. Then Harry was dragged into Malfoy Manor, bruised and barely recognizable. Bellatrix demanded the truth. Draco had every reason to confirm Harry’s identity. Every reason to protect himself. Instead, he looked at the boy he had fought for years and whispered, “I can’t be sure.” Those four words shattered everything he was meant to believe. They betrayed his family and exposed a truth he had been avoiding for years. Draco Malfoy could not let Harry Potter die. Enemies by fate. Bound by something far more dangerous.

They thought they were stealing a blueprint. They were actually unlocking a tomb. Seol-wol and his brother are Remnant thieves, trained to survive the impossible. But when their latest target turns out to be the digitized mind of a dead genius, the mission transforms into a nightmare. Enter Miran: the arrogant heir, the hidden master, and the man who has turned their heist into his own personal revenge. The Plan: Follow a fake commander. The Goal: Breach the Primal Core. The Catch: Only one of them is meant to come out alive. Step into a world of neural Sync, high-speed steel, and a heist where the dead are the ones holding the map. read my other novel too. check out on my id

After a simple extraction mission, Kenneth makes a dire mistake that wipes out his entire team. Left alone and bleeding out, Kenneth has no choice but to pray to a higher being in hopes of getting a second chance at life. Luckily for him, his prayers are answered as he finds himself in the body of a man who has the same name as him! Now, faced with a strange world he is unfamiliar with, all he can do is follow the previous owners' wishes to enter the infamous military academy Toleran and become a renowned Anchor. The problem is finding a Striker to pair with. In comes Lucien Saint-James, the captain of the third division and a high-class Striker with whom he has the highest compatibility. The problem is, whenever Lucien is around, he gets this uncontrollable urge to bring him to his knees, not to mention that he doesn’t care for his arrogant attitude either. Now, Kenneth faces a dilemma. If he ever hopes to make it out of this academy alive and realize the dreams of the original Kenneth, he will have to suck up his pride and learn to hide his urges if he wants to make it out in one piece. Oh, and did he mention he had to deal with monsters and mystical beasts too?! ****************************************** Excerpt: “Kiss me.” Kenneth blinked. “What—“ “You heard me. Do it. Now.” Anger flashed in his eyes yet his body moved before his brain could tell him to stop. He reached for the Striker and their lips met. Kenneth poured his energy into Lucien, filling the barren pit inside his mind, giving him enough juice to keep going. The two pulled away, and Lucien’s steely eyes met his, holding him in place. “You always look like you hate anchoring me, but then you get that blissful look on your face that screams ‘I want more’. It’s cute.” Kenneth felt an unbearable urge to slap the smug smile off his face. But since now wasn’t the time to commit acts of violence against his pair. He held himself back. He would deal with him properly later. “Eat shit, captain.” Was all he said before sending him off. ****** A guideverse story with a little twist, hot and cold romance with a whole lot of slow burn (emphasis on burn because the MC refuses to admit his feelings, the stubborn fool).

Three years ago, the Zahryssar Empire saved the Northern Kingdom of Thalryn from absolute annihilation. In gratitude—and desperation—Duke Veyrhold of Thalryn swore a vow to the Coiled Throne: he would send a bride to the Serpent Emperor. But gratitude soon turned to fear. The ruler of Zahryssar, Zeramet Karash, Prime Alpha of a bloodline, was rumored to be a monster—the Serpent King who wiped out his own bloodline, a ruler no consort had ever survived, and a sovereign who could erase a person’s very identity. No omega stepped forward and the promise remained unfulfilled. Until Zahryssar demanded payment. “If I could save your kingdom,” the Emperor declared, “I can erase it just as easily.” With war threatening once more and innocent lives at stake, the Duke made a final choice to send his own omega daughter—only to be refused by her; she chose death over being sent to a monster. And then, his son stepped forward. Levin Veyrhold, Alpha heir of House Veyrhold—warrior, future heir of Veyrhold—offered himself instead. No Omega could survive the Serpent Emperor… but perhaps an Alpha could. In a world where vows are law, power is biology, and love is the most dangerous defiance of all, can Levin Veyrhold survive the serpent emperor?

Jian Ci is the light. An S-class Esper, his powers ripple with the warmth of a thousand suns, his smile a blinding beacon that draws humanity, and hope, to him like moths to a flame. He is the Sun, a magnetic force of nature, utterly unaware of the abyss that gazes back. Yu Xi is the dark. A shadow with skin, a man who walks through life with a silent, consuming emptiness, broken only by a singular, scorching singularity... Jian Ci. He is the Abyss, a dark constellation orbiting a single star, and his existence is now defined by the answer to one terrifying question. How far are you willing to go for him? Yu Xi’s response, spoken as clearly as a death sentence. “To hell and back.” This is the story of an impossible equation: Light + Darkness = ? It is a love that warps physics and morality, a descent into an obsession so profound it threatens to rip the very fabric of their world. Yu Xi knows their combination is impossible, a contradiction that should result in utter annihilation. Yet, with a quiet, terrifying devotion, he is prepared to burn the world, his own soul included, if it means securing his star.

My 2026 WSA Novel. Warning? This is a dark romance. 18+ __________________________________ In a world where some people have powers and others are born to take them away, Jin Young was once a Purifier — someone strong enough to erase abilities and guide lost souls. He fought in a war against rogue powered beings, losing everyone he cared for. Left alone in a broken world, he thought his story was over. One day, he finds himself in a thick fog where time stands still. There, he meets another version of himself — weak, dying, from a different world. This other Jin Young asks him one thing: "Please live my life for me." He says it with regret: "I ruined everything... but you've suffered enough to carry on." Jin agrees.

Snow bites deeper than steel, and cages leave scars no eyes can see. Q97 is not a boy with a name—he is a number, an experiment carved from cruelty in the underground labs by vampires. In a world where hybrids are treated as disposable tools, his only hope is escape. Guided by the secret writings of those who came before him, he follows a path dug by rabbits and buried in whispers, chasing freedom through tunnels that lead toward human lands. But freedom has a price: the moment he crosses the border, he can never return. Never again to the castle’s red spires. Never again to the rose garden. Never again to the one vampire who gave him warmth when the world froze him numb. Sir Draven—the quiet gardener with golden eyes who carved clumsy little sculptures of ice just for him. Roses that melted by morning. A kindness that should not have existed. A memory Q97 cannot take with him, yet cannot leave behind. This is not a story of quick love or easy salvation. It is a slow journey of survival, longing, and fragile bonds that burn against the cold. A tale for those who believe that even in the darkest experiments, even under cages and snow, a single rose can bloom. ***** This is a slowburn, character-driven story. If you love emotional depth, healing & growing arcs, and found-family themes, this is for you. Stick around past chapter 10, that's when the heart of the story begins to unfold. Warning: mpreg, almost all male experiments have wombs. Please proceed with caution if you are uncomfortable. Romance will start when MC is older, Thank you ^^