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It was the same boring normal lifestyle. Waking up as early as 6am, and going to work at 7am. Working very hard like a working machine every single day and returning from work at 8pm. But what was all that hard work for? She was controlled and used by her superiors, who had always claimed her merits and great achievements as their own. It was late in the night. After getting out of the blue bus and walking along the sidewalk, on her way to her tiny apartment, she suddenly halted out of frustration. The purse that was hanging around her neck, she removed it and threw it on the floor with an agonizing groan. Her pale face, which had dark circles underneath her eyes, looked up at the sky, and pointing her right finger at the sky, she quarreled, “Are you having fun watching my pathetic life?! Huh?! Are you going to mock me like everyone else does?! I overheard everything my colleagues said about me behind my back! They said that I was a naive fool! They said that I was only a tool to them, meant to be used!”. “But is that fair?! It wasn't enough that my superiors always took credit for my hard work. But, the colleagues I thought of as my friends had also been taking advantage of me, and I only found out about that today! Every single damn time, they all came to me, behaving pitifully and begging me that I should help them resolve their own work issues, and I, as naive and foolish as I am, helped them out, despite the stress involved in it”. “I do not even remember the last time I had a good night's sleep! Why is this world so cruel to me?! Is it because I don't have any people to call my family?! Is it because I don't have parents?!”. She yelled at the top of her lungs and held her chest using her left hand. The passersby stared at her and were muttering to themselves, “She must have gone crazy”. Yeah, she had gone crazy. Crazy because of her unfair life, that she didn't care at all if it all came to an end. “What I would give to be the boss of my own life!”. She yelled again, before she broke down crying and slowly sat down on the ground. Her palms covered her face for a few seconds, not having a single clue that those few seconds would change her life for good. “Watch out!!!”. Someone screamed at her, but it was too late for her. She removed her palms from her face and silently watched as a car drove recklessly towards her. ‘See? My life is pathetic’. She thought, before her body was crushed. And before she lost consciousness and died, her body was drenched in blood. …. Opening her eyes, she got very confused. The first words that came out of her mouth were this: "Didn't I die?”. Staring at her surroundings, she got even more confused. As she sat up on the bed, she felt a stinging pain in her head as a flood of memories, which she knew didn't belong to her, flashed in her mind. “Wait, what? Since when am I the granddaughter of a farmer and the daughter of the great wing city leading superstars? And since when did I have a Cheat Farm System and a fiancè?! I don’t understand any of these, you freak. I am not Piper Graham. You got the wrong person”. …. “Hahaha! The old me is dead starting from this very moment! Watch me climb up to wealth using my Cheat Farm System! In this new life, I will become the boss, not the employee!!”. She jumped around her tiny bedroom as she shouted to her heart's content after realizing that she had been given a new shot at life.

lin wan, a member of the octa cult with the ability to read minds, runs away from home to avoid marrying into the jie clan meets si fieran, the master of the well known si clan, who developed insomnia after an incident but could sleep with her without an aid and makes a deal with him to protect her from the shadow hunters looking for her. She meets other members of the octa cult who inform her that someone is killing their fellow members and is after her powers. After an incident she finds out her memories and powers are locked... why can she read the minds of only a few people? who is killing of members of the octa cult? what happened to si fieran and why could her sleep with her?

The Empress Without a Crown A woman’s heart is her greatest weapon if she knows how to wield it. Lin Ruyi was never meant to be just another woman in the Emperor’s harem. She was meant to stand beside him. Beautiful, intelligent, and untouchable, she once held Zhao Long’s undivided attention until another woman, young and fragile, carried his first heir. The court expects her jealousy. The concubines anticipate her fall. Even the Emperor himself waits for her to break. But Ruyi does not break. Instead, she smiles. She takes Lady Su,the woman who should have been her greatest rival under her wing. She watches as the court destroys itself with whispers and paranoia. And all the while, she plays a deeper, deadlier game. Even Zhao Long, a man who has ruled nations and crushed rebellions, begins to realize that the wife he once thought he understood is now the greatest mystery in his life. Every glance between them is a challenge. Every touch a silent war. Every moment a battle for control. Is Ruyi waiting for revenge? Or has she already captured the Emperor’s heart in ways even he cannot escape? And when she finally moves, will it be to destroy him Or to make him hers forever? A tale of love, power, and the queen who refused to kneel. Because the most dangerous love stories are the ones that should never have existed.

Han Yuri is one of South Korea’s most adored actresses. Elegant, talented, and with a spotless track record, she embodies the perfect image of a modern celebrity. But everything crumbles when an anonymous photo links her to a murder case. To save her reputation, her father proposes a radical solution: an arranged marriage with Lee Tae Joon, the rebellious heir of one of South Korea’s most powerful families. Charismatic, sarcastic, and dangerously unpredictable, Lee Tae Joon is the complete opposite of Han Yuri. And yet, he might just be the key to her survival. Caught between forced love, ghosts from the past, and a truth ready to explode — how far will Han Yuri go to protect everything she’s built?

**A fiery, high-stakes rom-com thriller where fake dating turns deadly—and the man who broke her heart might be the only one who can save it.** Lila Bennett lives by three rules: 1. **Never** let the bride see you cry. 2. **Never** trust a Hart. 3. **Especially never** trust Oliver Hart—the infuriatingly gorgeous best man who ghosted her after one electric date three years ago. But when Lila’s best friend’s wedding implodes mid-ceremony (thanks to the groom’s cheating scandal and a *mysterious* fire alarm), she’s forced into an unholy alliance with Oliver to salvage the disaster. Their plan? **Fake a whirlwind romance** to convince the bride that love still exists… so she’ll sign the prenup and walk down the aisle. **Too bad Oliver’s touch still burns hotter than betrayal.** As their pretend passion reignites real sparks, a leaked photo from their past exposes a night neither fully remembers—**a night involving gunfire, blood, and a scar they both share**. Now, Oliver’s ex is blackmailing them, the bride is waving a revolver, and someone’s willing to kill to keep Miami’s secrets buried. **With every kiss, the lies unravel. With every flashback, the danger grows.** *THE LAST PERSON I'D EVER LOVE* is a **sizzling, twist-packed blend of *The Hating Game* and *Gone Girl***, where the only thing sharper than Oliver’s smirk is the bullet with Lila’s name on it. **Perfect for fans of:** ✔ Banter so sharp it draws blood. ✔ Fake dating with *literal* life-or-death stakes. ✔ Mysteries that unravel with every steamy flashback. ✔ A hero who’s either her soulmate… or her downfall. **Because the real question isn’t *will they or won’t they*—it’s *can they survive each other?*** --- ** TONE:** *Fast-paced, addictive, and dripping with tension—equal parts heart-stopping romance and gasp-worthy suspense.* ** HOOK:** *What if your greatest love was also your greatest threat?*

She was light. He was chaos. And fate forced them into marriage. Ayesha, a devout and gentle soul, never imagined her life would become a battlefield of betrayal, cold love, and broken prayers. Zayan, rich and ruthless, loved another. But after marrying Ayesha, he treated her with cruelty—until life turned against him, and she vanished. Now he's back. But she's no longer the same. Can a heart once shattered learn to trust again? Or will love bloom too late in a garden of regret?

How far can you go to protect the one you love? Warning: Story contains extreme violence, gore and things that might be considered as ra*e. FYI, it won't have much smut scene. Yeah. So don't expect much. Artworks are by Bee

After graduating, she expected normal. A job. Blazers. Heels. Maybe someone kind to share Sunday mornings and stupid inside jokes. She wanted quiet. Predictable. Not this. Never this. But fate packed its bags and vanished. Because the moment she met him- Her world cracked like a ribcage, And something feral crawled out. She doesn't know his name. Doesn't know where he came from. Only that when their eyes met across the wreckage- She lost her breath. Her grip. Her goddamn mind. He isn't someone you crush on. He's the kind you survive. He doesn't flirt. He doesn't smile. He doesn't chase. But when he looks at you- You run. Or you fall. There's no in-between. And she? She fell. Hard. Fast. Wrong. Because this isn't romance. It's war. A war between peace and the storm that wears a man's face. Where secrets are bullets, the battlefield is a bed, And the only rule is: Don't ask what he's hiding. But secrets don't stay buried- Not when they whisper your name like sin. Not when they leave bruises and paint your soul in portraits you don't remember posing for. She thinks she's smart. She thinks she knows danger. But the truth? Danger saw her first. Years ago. And it never looked away. --- > "You shouldn't fall in love with strangers." "Who said I had a choice?" --- The Hunter isn't a love story. It's a descent. Into obsession. Into madness. Into the kind of passion that doesn't knock- It breaks the door down and sets the house on fire. This is what happens when a girl meets her end. And it smiles. And waits. --- Welcome to Lords of Obsession. Where love doesn't bloom. It bleeds. --- THE HUNTER LORDS OF OBSESSION BOOK ONE

Sometimes the biggest prize is the heart you never meant to win. Callie Monroe had never planned to leave Bandera, Texas. Her roots ran deep in the dusty trails of her family's ranch, where she grew up wrangling horses and chasing sunsets. But when her mother was critically injured in a farming accident, the hospital bills stacked higher than hay bales. Her father—desperate and proud—demanded a sacrifice Callie couldn't make: marry the well-off widower next door, a man twice her age with a cold smile and controlling ways. With the help of a childhood friend who'd made it to the city, she packed up her boots, dreams, and barely enough cash to get by…and moved to New York. There, she found work behind the bar at a dive in Brooklyn, pouring drinks, dodging creeps, and sending every spare dollar back home. She wasn't looking for love, but when she heard of a game show that paid winners handsomely, she couldn't resist. But she sure as hell didn't expect a game show to change everything. Grayson Wolfe was a tech genius with the instincts of a wolf. He turned a teenage startup into a billion-dollar enterprise long before he was legally old enough to drink the whiskey he now sold in bulk. But when his father passed away, the old man's will came with a cruel twist: Grayson had to marry—and stay married for one full year—before he could legally inherit full control of the Wolfe fortune and family conglomerate. He didn't need love. He needed a name on paper. A bride. A loophole. In a move that shocked his board and delighted reality TV producers, Grayson entered a high-stakes televised dating show, ironically seeking a convenient partner. The premise? Win the game, win a partner…and a hefty cash prize. He didn't care about the money. He just needed someone willing to sign the damn papers. Armed with charm, wealth, and arrogance, Grayson assumed every woman would be throwing herself at him. Until the redhead in the red dress rejected him. Callie Monroe wasn't dazzled. She wasn't impressed. She hated 'controlling,' and that's what the man was; she couldn't understand why everyone wanted him. Yes, she wanted the money, but not when her pride and dignity were on the line. Grayson had never been humiliated, and so publicly; Callie intrigued and annoyed him, and somehow, he knew that their paths were still going to cross, and he would make her pay for her insolence. What happens when Grayson turns out to be Callie's boss at her new office? Their connection soon spirals into a dangerous game of desire, denial, and a deal that might cost him everything…especially his heart. He had everything… until her.

WARNING: DARK AND MATURE CONTENT. Readers discretion advised. Serena Alaric wanted nothing more than a quiet life, far from the shadows of her family’s dark past. But when masked enforcers storm her home and drag her into the clutches of the Council of Vitae, she learns her blood is the key to a deadly legacy she never asked for. Lucian Draven is the cold and ruthless leader of a powerful mafia syndicate, cursed to endure unimaginable pain. The Council claims Serena is his only salvation. Yet beneath the Council’s polished facade lies a web of lies, experiments, and betrayal that runs far deeper than either of them imagined. Forced into an uneasy alliance and given a time limit to produce an heir, Serena and Lucian must navigate a treacherous world of power and manipulation, where trust is a rare commodity. As they uncover the truth about the Council’s sinister plans, their hatred begins to give way to something unexpected—a bond forged in fire and blood. But with enemies closing in from all sides and time running out, Serena and Lucian must decide: will they fight their fates, or embrace the dangerous connection that could either save them, or destroy them both?

“A surprise?” The Prince scoffed. “And if I had died out there? You would have let me die as a prince who never knew his daughter existed.” Her smile didn’t falter. “I’m grateful you didn’t. So, my surprise still worked. And more than that, I suppose I got a surprise too… about your new arranged marriage, Your Grace.” Her nails pressed into her palms through the crumpled fabric of the handkerchief. She wouldn’t let herself crumble. Not now. Not after everything. She vowed to hold her composure—as the lady of the castle, the Marchioness of Ravenswood. === Duty over Desire. That was the mindset Elara Damaryon had set for herself when she accepted the marriage offer from the Prince, who didn’t believe in love and lived in the shadows of Valloria Kingdom. Coming from a disgraced baron’s family, Elara dedicated herself to becoming a worthy wife and the respected lady of Ravenswood Castle for the past four years. She worked tirelessly to remain devoted to the Prince, even though they had shared only one passionate night before he left for a war that would last four long years. After the long, gruelling battle, the Prince’s return as a hero turned into agony for Elara when he was bound by Royal Decree to enter an alliance marriage with a warrior princess. But... The Prince saw his wife, whom he married out of necessity, whom he once knew as a shy woman who never dared to defy him, had now become a strong woman who consumed his thoughts at every moment. For Elara, what she once saw as duty has become an undeniable desire when the Prince shows the affection she never knew he could have. In a kingdom where fate is whispered through ancient spells and the Moon Goddess watches in silence, Elara feels threatened when she receives a divine message about her daughter's safety. She must protect her legacy—not just as a mother, but as a woman who’s discovering more about her secret power and the salvation her love will bring. === This Novel is a Character-Driven Story with Slowburn Romance It has complex characters dynamic [WARNING MATURE CONTENT 18+] Please give this story a chance (^,^) WebNovel Spirity Awards 2025 Entry

WSA 2025 ENTRY! She was a princess, the proud rose of the empire. He was the Duke of the North, as cold and distant as the snow-covered land he ruled. Bound by a marriage neither could refuse. No love – no warmth – not even hope. Only an alliance forged in power and gain. And yet… Can love take root in a land frozen to its soul? Like the blue rose that blooms but once a year, During the final moon of winter, In a sacred land where the Moon Goddess sleeps beneath the ice, Waiting for the one she loves to return and awaken her heart.

WHAT HAPPENS WHEN A DEVIL FALLS IN LOVE? *** Alice was told that she was cursed. Perhaps she didn't need to be told. It was as clear as day. The only thing she wanted was MONEY. And she would do anything to get it. Even if it meant pretending to be her twin sister to change her fate. For one year. She didn't mind being a fake and marrying the Wildfire Heir. He would barely be around, she had been told. 'He doesn't seem like much trouble,' she had also been told. 'The third son, on the other hand, is crazy. Stay away from him.' 'As for the second son... avoid him at all costs.' 'Do not cross his path.' But she did. She crossed his path. In fact, she went right into his path herself. And as if that wasn't bad enough, the groom was changed at the last minute. To the Second Son! He was as hot as he was cold. A terrifyingly sexy man who looked like the man she always saw in her dreams. Was this all merely a coincidence? But that wasn't all. She hadn't expected pretending to be her sister to be this tough. First of all, she missed a very important detail: her sister was a Lawyer. She, on the other hand, was only familiar with "You have the right to remain silent..." Secondly, her sister was picky. She was vegetarian. She didn't drink. And... she was bullied? And just maybe... there was more to her sudden disappearance. Her life was about to get much more complicated. Especially with those scary blue eyes watching her every move like a predator on a mission. One year. Was the benefit worth it—worth putting her life on the line to deceive the Wildfires? She might die before the year was over. **** "Women like powerful men, Boss. They like to feel powerless when they are with a man." Hades had initially scoffed, but the idea had wormed its way into his mind. So when he saw her coming from the opposite direction, he decided to test this theory on her. Women liked to feel powerless? As soon as she saw him, her gaze sharpened, wondering why that madman was looking at her with a determined glint in his eyes. Should she run away? But he was already in front of her. "What are you—" He scoops Alice off the ground in one swift motion and drapes her over his shoulder like a sack of flour. All shocked eyes turned to the scene, but no one dared say a word, as they froze mid-air. "HADES!! YOU IMBECILE! PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!" She thrashes wildly, kicking her legs and flailing her arms. Hades, however, remains unfazed, carrying her out of the place with a triumphant smirk. He didn't believe in love theories, but he had a feeling she would be falling in love with him after this. At the other end, three of his underling watched the scene. "I think Lady Boss is enjoying it. She looks… happy." One noted. The other underling tried to stare intently at Alice's upside-down face. "I think so... I've never seen her look so bubbly around the boss." The third underling was watching, slack-jawed. He facepalmed dramatically. This wasn't what he meant when he told them women liked to feel powerless. Meanwhile, Alice... (Still screaming) *** EXCERPT II: "She is not answering your calls and told you to STOP calling her. Boss, I think your little bride might be mad at you." He snorted. "You are so clueless." "What's your insight, Boss?" "If she keeps rejecting my calls, it only means one thing..." They all leaned closer to hear his powerful insight. "She wants my physical presence," he said with a smug look. One of them wanted to say he didn't think so, but he was too scared to say anything. "Should I go. Should I not go?" He contemplated with a bored look on his face. "GRANT HER WISH, BOSS!" The other clueless henchmen echoed passionately. He smirked. "If you say so," and then he stood up. "Get the car." **** Pleasee add to your library. A bit of dark and fluffy romance. 18+ Comedic. Makes you sit in the edge as Alice tries her best to never get caught (quite futile) See you in the comment section!

WARNING!!! -Explicit and Dark Romance- For years after Livana lost her sight, she lived in the gilded cage of her family’s expectations—engaged to the man chosen for her, confined to the shadows while he managed the empire her mother left behind. But blindness didn’t make her powerless. She heard everything. The whispers in the other room. The treachery in her fiancé’s voice. The betrayal woven into every conversation with her cousin, all caught by the devices she secretly planted. She had a plan to escape—one she’d crafted meticulously. Until her sister proposed something far more dangerous. Involve the Blackwells. Their family’s most hated rivals. The ones Livana had been raised to despise. And the man her sister suggested? *Damon Blackwell.* The arrogant bastard who had tormented her since childhood. The same man she’d once—*against her better judgment*—ended up in bed with after being drugged and set up. The idea was reckless. Madness. But the thought of burning her engagement to Knox to the ground, of watching her father and stepmother’s fury as she tied herself to their enemy? Delicious. What she didn’t expect was Damon’s obsession. He was ruthless. Unhinged. Exactly what she should have anticipated from the heir to the Blackwell mafia. But Livana was no damsel. If he thought he could control her, he was wrong. She had her own games to play. And this time, she wouldn’t be the one losing.

On the day of her wedding, Ivy Quinn vanishes, leaving behind only a note: "I’m sorry, I can't marry a blind man." To protect her son from heartbreak, Elizabeth Winters strikes a desperate deal—Ruby, Ivy’s identical twin, must take her sister’s place at the altar. Trapped by duty and family pressure, Ruby agrees, believing it will only last until Stefan’s eyesight is restored. But from the moment they marry, Stefan senses something is different about his "wife." The woman beside him is nothing like the shallow fiancée he once knew. She’s sharp, resilient, and understands his business in a way Ivy never did. Against all odds, he falls harder than ever for this new version of her. And Ruby? She never expected to fall in love with a man who was never meant to be hers. But just when she finds the courage to tell him the truth, Ivy returns, ready to reclaim the life she abandoned. When Stefan finally opens his eyes, will he see the woman who truly stood by him—or will he be too blind to recognize real love? ****Excerpt**** “By the way, did Ruby come to the wedding?” he asked, catching her off guard since she hadn't expected him to ask her that all of a sudden. Was he already suspecting that it was her and not Ivy? Ruby’s fingers froze on the door handle for just a fraction of a second. It was enough to set off alarms in Stefan's head. “I—uh…” She hesitated, but only briefly. “No. She had work. She couldn’t make it.” Was he suspecting a switch already? What must have set off the alarm in his head? Stefan hummed, tilting his head slightly. “Oh, I see. How is she, then? I hope she's coming to visit one of these days?” Her fingers tightened on the handle, though her voice remained steady. “Yeah. She would, the moment she is chanced and can come.” A slow smirk tugged at the corner of Stefan’s lips, though he kept his expression neutral. Interesting. Very interesting. His wife had just lied to him and he didn't know why. Even though he was blind, he'd find out why soon enough.

Her sister's fiance was said to be dead in an accident, but her parents won't give up on this marriage for their own benefits. Of course, they won't sacrifice her sister - she's always the favored daughter. But as for her, well, they never cared for her. That's how she became a substitute bride for her sister, marrying a dead person. Until she finds out... he wasn't dead at all!

Ye Gushen and Tang Suiyu were married by imperial decree! Tang Suiyu thought that this cold-hearted and emotionless man married her just because of a marriage contract, but in fact... "Honey, autumn is here..." "Good girl..." The next day, several truckloads of clothes were delivered home. "Honey, green grapes taste good..." "Good girl..." The next day, she acquired dozens of vineyards. "Honey, someone said I don't deserve you!" "Good girl..." The next day, that person, huh, where did they go! A long time later, Mrs. Ye, who was spoiled beyond limits, said that her post-marriage life was overwhelmingly sweet! [1v1, both male and female leads are incredibly pure, overwhelming spoiling]

At the age of 16, Bian Yue became an orphan, inheriting a massive fortune from her family and becoming the wealthiest young heiress in Xiangjiang. The Li family, close friends with the Bian family, took pity on her and brought her to their home. Upon first meeting Li Siheng, he approached her past rows of black-suited bodyguards and tenderly offered to take her home, a gesture that would captivate her heart for a lifetime. At 22, Bian Yue managed to marry Li Siheng, but under the dim lights, he, with an indifferent tone, confessed his change of heart. Determined to part gracefully, Bian Yue resolved to give Li Siheng a decent break-up. * Xiangjiang's newspapers headline the daily news, reporting that Shen Jin, the head of the Shen family, frequently visits temples due to a terminal illness and is on his deathbed. People applaud behind closed doors, citing his ruthless actions as karma. Seeing this, Bian Yue devises a plan. During a continuous downpour in Xiangjiang, Bian Yue sits in the Shen residence, drenched. In the dim light, she sees the distinctly elegant and captivating Shen Jin and hesitantly proposes marriage, to which he coldly agrees. Their marriage is hastily arranged, stirring public uproar. * Meeting Li Siheng again after her marriage, Bian Yue takes shelter from the rain. Li Siheng rushes out of his car and runs to her, desperately holding her hand and pleading for a divorce so he could marry her. That night, Shen Jin, who was abroad, returns instantly upon hearing the news and confronts Bian Yue, who had just come home. Lighting a cigarette, he casts a more enchanting silhouette against the night, kissing her fiercely. He promises that the rainy season in the harbour city will end, and he will also wait for her return home.

Six years ago, Lydia Miles was betrayed by the one man she called father and thrown into the pits of ruin. To save her dying mother, she knelt before a mysterious man in the shadows. "Sir, please help me. I swear… I’ll repay you with everything I have." That night changed everything. She gave him one night. The she disappeared without a trace. Now, six years later… the once-feared Second Young Master of the Gordon family is a ghost of his former self, lying in silence with only a five-year-old child by his side. Cold, lifeless, untouchable. Until she returned. Veiled in secrets and cloaked in grace, Lydia walks into the Gordon manor, rips down the public marriage announcement, and declares before all: "I’ll marry Gordon Chase." The world laughed. "A shameless gold digger!" "A washed-up woman daring to dream!" "A widow-to-be!" But when scoundrels came knocking, she fought them off with one hand, and protected her little boy with the other. Then, just days after their mysterious marriage… The devil woke up. Eyes like frost, voice like thunder, he roared: "Who dares to touch my timid little wife?" And suddenly, the world was on its knees. CEOs, elites, even old enemies trembled as they pleaded, "Second Young Master! Please… let the Second Young Mistress forgive us!" But Lydia had her own secrets, secrets even he couldn’t predict. One night, he pinned her against the wall, voice low and dangerous: "You're so capable… Tell me, what else are you hiding from me?" She smiled sweetly. "I’m the mother of your three children." His pupils shrank. "Three?" She leaned in. "You only met one, darling. The other two… are exactly like you." She smirks. "Triplets. Congratulations, Daddy."