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She died in one world, only to awaken in another where survival demands more than strength. Red Anderson has always fought to stay alive. Sharp-witted, resilient, and no stranger to danger, she thought she’d seen the worst of the world. Not until a fatal accident ends her life. But death is just the beginning. Red awakens in the body of Yulianna McGregor, the frail and obedient daughter of a Duke in a foreign, bygone era. With no idea how she got there and no clue how to return, Red is forced to play a dangerous game of deception in a world ruled by power, secrets, and carefully curated appearances. But Yulianna’s life is a gilded cage. Beneath the silks and manners lie a calculating stepmother, a cold and manipulative father, and a mysterious Duke whose gaze unsettles and intrigues her in equal measure. As Red peels back the layers of Yulianna’s carefully constructed existence, she discovers haunting truths, and a growing suspicion that her arrival in this body was no accident.

"If I was fated to repeat each life with you just to watch you perish, I would choose to put an end to this vicious cycle this time. Let me change your destiny for once and let me destroy the world which has been harming us, even if it meant perishing with the world forever.", Phoenix. What happens when Ivy's sleep disorders issues were a result of her repeated life with Phoenix in her paracosm whom she was protecting but wants to protect her this time round? What happens when in the real world, Phoenix was destined to meet her as Jason who protected her till the end even when they had to face death just to keep her alive? Will Ivy accept all that she had asked for with such a high stack of price to pay?

Cornered. Overwhelmed. Invisible. Unwanted. These were the things Dila felt every day. She had been alone for years, barely scraping by, with nothing to her name. She had only one friend, a cat she had taken in because she was overwhelmed by loneliness, and a beat-up car. Every day she was scolded by her boss and could do nothing but try to survive. When she met Evren, a close friend of her best friend Oya's husband Mehmet, most of these feelings were reversed. For the first time in her life, even if it was only sexually, being desired, receiving attention, and being admired stroked her need to be appreciated, and Dila found herself in a strange relationship with Evren, a womanizer who was not a man of love. She realized she was enjoying things she should have hated, and it was already too late to turn back.

He betrayed me with my own sister. So I did the unthinkable—I signed up for his father’s class and made sure he couldn’t ignore me. I was supposed to start college with a boyfriend and a plan. Instead, I caught my ex and my sister tangled up in his bed. Crushed? Maybe. Broken? Never. Because fate—and maybe a little revenge—had a different game in mind. His father. Professor Ethan Parker. Calm, brilliant… and completely off-limits. At least, that’s what everyone thought. One intense look across the lecture hall. One invitation to “stick around after class.” One night that shattered every rule I thought I knew. Now, I say “Professor Parker” when I’m around others… but in my mind, it’s always Ethan. My ex wants to make amends. My sister wants to erase it all. But karma? Karma shows up with his last name—and it’s nothing like what they expected.

Once, Seraphina Ardentia was the promised queen of the Valorian Kingdom, beloved fiancée to the crown prince and heir to a legacy of light. Then came betrayal. Her sister stole her crown. Her fiancé condemned her name. Her family left her to die when the monsters came. But the gods were watching. And one, the forgotten Goddess of Balance, offered her something far crueler than mercy: “Rise, child of ruin. Devour what wronged you.” Now reborn with silver hair and a mark that whispers of fate, Seraphina hides behind a false name and begins to rebuild her power, one lie, one thread, one death at a time.

“That’s where you’re wrong, Silver,” The coldness in his voice shrank the gravity of the room when those pair of onyx eyes pinned her raw. “I don't fuck like a gentleman. I also don't fuck like a beast or monster,” He strides forward, trapping her body against his. “I fuck like the Devil in your nightmares and you’ll scream like I am your God.” This is a story of a whore and a Lord. Ravenna Vale, disguised as Hannah Maere, has both stained reputation as a whore and a thief. She builds a relationship in two villages with different identities— one for survival and the other for a must. She must struggle to protect her brother, Alaric Vale, who had an ability the world would kill to possess. A weapon. A vessel. Rumors had spread from the castle walls to every village in the kingdom that Hell dropped seven deadly sins— seven scarred Lords. The ones chasing Alaric Vale’s night and causing strange torments for Ravenna. Ravenna Vale, or rather, Hannah Maere’s life, went lopsided after an encounter with unorthodox existences, one she considered to be monsters. They called it a dream, but all for her very worse. That unfriendly croak always seemed to remind her she was a pawn. Ravenna was used as a trade in replacement of Second Princess Olenna of Vladoryn, as the Lady to Lord Black Crowhurst, one of the whispered sins. But who knew the one she was traded for, was the one of the monsters she strumbled upon? The life of her brother was at stake and the scars of her secret in refusal. But the real tragedy wasn't just a secret. It was the truth. But what could that be? She wasn't just a human. She was something else trapped under the claws of a sin named Pride. #TheSinSeries #Acearmies #Webnovel

Once a princess with a kingdom at her feet, Lorelai Violette now prowls the underbelly of a fallen demon empire; a discarded succubus, stripped of her title, beaten into servitude, a plaything for those who once bowed before her. But beneath the broken girl, something waits. Something hungry. Something that refuses to stay forgotten. She does not beg. She does not kneel. She does not forgive. She screams. And she demands blood. Shattered and without a trace of hope, she will take back what was stolen—power, throne, and bloodied crown alike. In a cyberpunk underworld fueled by ancient magitek, where flying ships haunt the skies and firearms burn with crystalline energy. Lorelai navigates the seven deadly cities, each ruled by a monarch embodying sin. Here, politics is a blood sport, and her greatest enemy isn’t the warlords standing in her way, it’s the darkness inside her. A volatile shard of her ego that hungers for destruction, for power, for pleasure... and sometimes all at once. Her only ally? A brooding vampire and reluctant Monarch of Wrath. She lures, he bites. She is reckless, and he knows too much. Together, they must walk the red-threaded line and admit nothing, lie, cheat and soak their way to the top. But as Lorelai claws her way to power, one question remains: What if vengeance isn’t enough? Think Devil May Cry meets Mistborn, with the psychosexual politics of Prince of Thorns and the magitek of Final Fantasy. Daemons March is a grimdark love story between broken monsters who never wanted to be villains—but were given no other script. # slow-burn arc, rags to riches, morally grey, ENTP x INTJ, ADHD protag

Lane Allen, an A-rank Guide, got injured on an emergency mission suppressing a dungeon break, and perished in his almost-lover’s arms. As the remaining members of his team continued to fight for their lives, in a fancy apartment in a distant part of the city, a young man opened his eyes. “Phew… That hurt like hell…” “It’s a bit of a shame to switch so soon… But I guess it is what it is.” “Anyway, who should I become next?” Actually, Lane Allen was not a Guide, but rather an Esper with a mysterious Plunder ability! It allowed him to possess other people’s bodies, and steal their awakened abilities. Keeping his real body safe, Lane could enjoy life to the fullest, constantly swapping identities, and doing whatever he wanted without ever worrying about the consequences! How great was that? Except… Damien Lennox grabbed Lane’s arm, and pressed him against the wall, his clear green eyes staring down at Lane intently, as if he could see right through him. “There’s no one else whose guidance feels so harsh and chaotic, yet pleasing at the same time.” It seems that Damien was somehow able to recognize Lane even after switching identities, and is unwilling to let him go? . . . Villainous protagonist who couldn’t care less (at least for now~) x Righteous love interest possessive of MC! Top x top :> #Guideverse #guide #esper

Alexia Ross, a young woman with a traumatic past, is devastated when she discovers that her boyfriend has been cheating on her. Seeking refuge, she escapes to Paradise Island, vowing to swear off love. However, she soon encounters the enigmatic Benedict Hastings, who seems determined to help her heal her broken heart. Will she accept his help and learn to trust and love again, or is she right to be wary? Is their meeting merely coincidental, or is it the work of fate?

Harlem Tamrin has never believed in love. Alone in Berlin, she trades affection for ambition and keeps her heart locked behind sharp words and colder walls. Independence is survival. Wealth is freedom. Men? Distractions. Until Ezra Roth. Heir. Playboy. Untouchable. The golden boy with everything, except her. She hates him. He wants her. Their collision pulls them into a world of Hollywood, fashion, fame, and power games where desire feels like war and love is the last thing either can afford. But when obsession burns hotter than reason, will they rise together, or be left in gilded ashes? Excerpt from book: Ezra leaned closer, his voice low enough to scorch. ‘Tell me to stop.’ Harlem’s breath hitched; annoyed at him, annoyed at herself, annoyed at the way her pulse betrayed her. She should’ve pushed him back. She should’ve laughed in his face. Instead, she whispered the one word that would ruin them both. ‘Don’t'.

In her native agricultural town of Kantine, Amelia served as an operative. The dream of her whole life since childhood was to leave her city and home and go... well, anywhere far enough from here. After several unsuccessful attempts to “escape”, find work and a new life in the capital of the Mainlands, she takes a boring unsuitable job in a smaller city... but outside the walls of the house. Not perfect. But much better. New place, new life, new hopes... But not everything is rosy. Will the foreigner be able to find a place in the city of witches?

They say one mate is fate. I have three! One marks me with fire. One touches my soul with silence. And the last one… wants to destroy me just to keep me. Sold by my mother to the infamous Del Piero clan, I thought I was just paying a family debt. But on that cursed island, I didn’t find safety. I found...them! Three alphas. Three monsters in human skin. All tied to me by blood, instinct, and something far older than any legend. Matteo, the cold prince who claims my body before I understand what I am. Luca, the scarred warrior who bites first and speaks later. And Calix… the quiet one. The broken one. The one I can never let go of...no matter how dangerous he becomes. They say I’m the mate that will bind the pack or break the curse. But no one warned me about the heat. No one told me that pleasure would feel like pain. And no one prepared me for the night I would beg all three of them… to never let me go. One girl. Three alphas. No rules! No mercy! No escape!! Let the mating games begin...

Facing a horrible drought and shortage in water, the king of Panusarea decides to send his most famous ship on a quest to conquer the holy springs belonging to one of his rivaling noble families. Meanwhile, Albert, a young who has always dreamt of becoming a sailor and exploring new lands, finds his opportunity as the king's representative onboard the semi - independent ship. Among meeting old and new friends, going through dangerous adventures and discovering hidden conspiracies and untold secrets, while he himself holds what seems like an unexplained hatred and disdain for the ship's captain at first that compromises the mission several time, he young man finds himself left to choose between tough decisions regarding his childhood dreams, his old love, the revenge he seeks and finally his duty toward his king and his people. Hop on the Amphitirite, the ship of legend, to go on a journey of love, betrayal, hidden secrets and conflicting dreams.

Engaged to the Ruthless Billionaire She was just the office peon. Invisible. Replaceable. A girl pouring coffee and filing papers in a world that chewed her alive. Until the night a monster tried to rip her apart in a dark alley… and Damian Vale, her ruthless billionaire boss, appeared out of the shadows. He didn’t save her out of kindness. He saved her with a demand. A contract. A marriage sealed in ink and blood. Now Aria Blake is bound to the man every woman fears—and secretly desires. To the world, she’s still nothing: a disposable worker no one notices. But behind locked doors, she is his wife, his obsession, and his forbidden weakness. The deeper Aria falls into Damian’s dark world, the more secrets unravel. Her mother’s death wasn’t an accident. Shadows stalk her every step. And Damian himself is not fully human. Every kiss is dangerous. Every truth is a weapon. Every vow is a chain. But the greatest twist of all is yet to come. Because the girl the world called a nobody isn’t just Mrs. Vale. She’s the heir to a fortune that dwarfs his own. The billionaire of billionaires. And when the truth is revealed, the hunted peon becomes the most powerful woman in the city. Love, betrayal, power, and blood—Aria must decide: Will she destroy the ruthless man who claimed her… or rule beside him as queen of the shadows?

Warning : MATURE CONTENT "Do you suppose there is anywhere in this world and beyond that you can run to, anything you would ever do...that would free me from this torture you've instilled inside me," Alastair Hawthorne growled, eyes blazing like an erupted Volcano. He took her hand and placed it over his chest, over his strong and beating heart. "Listen, Little Siren," He bellowed her name softly, and she trembled upon his call and upon his touch, "You'll bear the burden of what you've done to me. Do I make myself clear?!" She shook her head at him, whispering with the heaviest of hearts, "I'm sorry...," . . . Aaliyah Manchester grew up in a dreadful Orphanage, away from the burning eyes of the world. She is maltreated and made a slave, but all that changes when the mystery lurking in the night opens its arms to her. A mystery in form of a man...with the pair of strangest eyes she's ever seen. Now, Aaliyah is given only Fourteen days to cure the growing hatred of the owner of those eyes...Alastair Hawthorne, the enigmatic man who lives alone in an old mansion far away from town. A walking terror during the day...and a lost soul at night. As Aaliyah tries to navigate her way through the mysteries surrounding this beautiful devil while fighting to hide deeper secrets of her own, a World of Allure begins to unfold itself! If she had known the whole thing was planned to lead to her demise, would she still had gone through with everything? And it all started...with a wedding. A wedding deep in the Night. ###################### Hello Dear Readers, I wrote every chapter of this book with my fingers trembling at how everything was slowly unfolding, and it got even worse when the characters took over the book and made it even more compelling to write. Everything unfolds carefully...and the secrets this book holds could kick you off your horse so hold on to your reigns And of course, I created it to be a lot more interesting than my other book ' His Majesty's Bride ' , so how about you give it a try? NB: Book cover does not belong to me and I would take it down immediately if requested! Encourage this Novel by supporting it with Powerstones, Golden Tickets and Gifts!!

Kiara was never the kind of girl who fell for heroes. While others swooned over noble gestures and soft-spoken love interests, she craved something darker — obsession that burned, love that claimed, men who didn’t ask for hearts but took them. Her favorite was Reyansh: the ruthless, broken anti-hero of a tragic romance novel who died before he could win the woman he was obsessed with. But when Kiara wakes up in the body of Arina — the wrong woman Reyansh mistakenly married — she finds herself inside the very story she once devoured. Only now, she’s not reading it. She’s living it. And this time, she won’t watch the villain lose. Because Kiara doesn’t want to fix the story. She wants to break it. Twist it. Own it. And if she plays her part right… Reyansh won’t just love her. He’ll never survive without her. ------ Reyansh’s eyes glinted with a dangerous fire. “It doesn’t matter who you are… or what you think. You’re mine. And no one—especially you—will ever leave me.” Arina’s chest tightened, a shiver running through her. “You can’t… cage me, Reyansh.” A cold softness edged his voice, low and unrelenting. “Then let me show you. One chance. I only love you… but if I’m right, I’ll never let you go. Ever.” Her voice trembled. “I… I don’t have a choice, do I?” He didn’t answer. He pulled her close, his arms unyielding. She rested against him, a fleeting, secret smile on her lips—one he could never see. And in the silence, Reyansh’s obsession darkened, twisting quietly into something inescapable: once he had her, no one—not even life itself—would ever take her away.

"Now, if you are done, undress and dance for me like a good girl you are." Broke and desperate, Elira signs a contract with the city's youngest billionaire. She must be his romantic partner, whenever, wherever, and however he wants. No love. No promises. Only control. But when sparks ignite and secrets unravel, will they erase the contract? Or write a new one?

In a dystopian future where Vampires emerged from the shadows in order to stop humanity from becoming extinct, a young woman with a dark past meets a charismatic stranger. As time goes by Private Love Aikawa of military Unit 4-7, finds that she may not be as human as she first thought. Battling rogue vampires, mutated creatures and her own past, Love works to unravel the mysteries behind the secretive Helsing unit, and tries to become the bridge between humans and vampires in a world filled with discrimination. This novel starts intentionally slow through the exposition and the early world and character building, BUT everything kicks into gear after the turning point in the latter half of Volume 1, and especially Volume 2, where the tone of the novel shifts. So, I hope you stick with it and enjoy the wild ride! I also added some song recommendations along the way to listen to whilst you read certain chapters, I hope this helps boost the experience. Public Spotify playlist titles (all under the name LouLou): TLAR - Book 1 TLAR - Book 2 TLAR - Book 3 TLAR - A Fire in Their Wake This is rated 'No one under 17 permitted' for (very) mature themes, including drug use, SA, LGBTQ+ discrimination, very frequent strong language, violence etc. Please note that no storyline is chosen for shallow shock value, and most are taken from personal experience, and hopefully handled with the care, respect and sensitivity they deserve. Disclaimers are added against any chapter that may cause distress. Tip Jar + updates and some extra content: https://ko-fi.com/loulou2 The majority of Volume 1, in a different order and edited as a full novel is available free on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/c/Loulou2

Nova Celestia, after her brutal heartbreak three years ago, swore she would never get involved with any man again. Her walls became so high, even she had forgotten the woman she used to be. But her defenses are challenged by a mysterious force: Aaron William Laurent, heir to the richest and oldest European family, who is hiding his identity to uncover those siding with his uncle and brother within the company. Aaron is cold, brutal, cruel, and morally twisted. He doesn’t pray. He doesn’t beg. He does whatever he must to get what he wants. Until her, he never desired any woman. Nova finds herself trapped in the twisted inheritance game of the Laurent family — and something even bigger: darker secrets all connected to the man who looks at her as if she is his only compass. One drunk night, one kiss, one confession, and desire changes the trajectory of their lives. “Forget what happened that night. We were drunk,” she says coldly. “Forget it? No, Princess. You can rewrite that night a million times, and I refuse to forget how I marked you,” he says, holding her jaw. Nova doesn’t know she has become the object of desire — the obsession — of the very Young Master everyone warned her not to defy. Blood, betrayal, sacrifice, fear, desire, forbidden fruit, and love so intense that even lifetimes would bend to bring them back together. “Take my everything. I will beg. I will pray. I will sacrifice every part of me. Just give her back to me, please.” And love made the man who never believed in God — who never knelt before anyone — fall to his knees under the sky, begging for the only woman who makes sense of his life.

Evelyn Walters was the perfect heiress, until one reckless night with her father’s greatest enemy ruined everything. Pregnant, disgraced, and cast out of the Walters family, she left with nothing but her unborn child. Years later, she's survived. But as a single mother, the life she built was fragile until the man from her past discovered the truth. Now he wants her and his son. But how can Evelyn trust the father of her child... when he's also the enemy of the man who raised her? **** Excerpt: "B-Boss... the woman you slept with that night... she wasn't the supermodel the company just signed," Dylan stammered, his voice trembling. Axel's brow furrowed even further. He tried digging through the hazy, alcohol-soaked memories of that night.  Of course, he remembered the party. He remembered the whiskey. But the woman? Nope. His brain served up a blank slate. "Who was she?" Dylan swallowed. "The first daughter of William Walters." "Cough! Cough!" Axel coughed violently, his face turning red and eyes wide with shock. He never thought that woman would end up in his bed.  --- Curiosity won, as always. Evelyn grabbed the remote and hit the power button. The screen lit up, and her jaw dropped. Her eyes went wide, as if the Grim Reaper himself had just stepped out of the TV to ask for her phone number. “What the…? Why does my personal source of misery pop up the second I turn this thing on?” Because there he was, Axel Knight, gliding out of his luxury car like some corporate deity on his way to a business banquet. Evelyn scrambled for the remote to turn it off, but of course, fate had other plans. Axel turned to the camera and gave a casual wave, acknowledging the paparazzi vultures lined up outside. She hated to admit it, but the man looked sinfully good in his signature black suit and high turtleneck, his sleek black hair framing a face that could stop traffic and quite possibly her breathing. Then, suddenly, her stomach clenched. Her hand instinctively rubbed her flat belly. “Little tenant, did you just say you recognize him?”