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Eight years in the military, William Brown was unstoppable on the battlefield.

Suddenly, a call from an unknown number. A tender voice calling "Daddy."

William learned that his woman was being forced into marriage, and his children were about to have their blood drained and organs harvested!

Furious beyond measure, William boarded a fighter jet and returned home!

Tremble, you mafia scum—anyone who humiliates my family will die!

Every day, millions of players log into Aetheria, the world’s most immersive game. They slay monsters, start wars, and chase glory before logging off for dinner.

Zaren has spent his entire life in Aetheria. As a simple blacksmith from a peaceful town, he has watched players treat his world like a playground, destroying homes, causing deaths, and walking away without consequence. He thought they were immortal.

Then a system glitch changes everything.

Suddenly, Zaren can see the game’s hidden interface: levels, quests, patch notes, and one terrifying update.

NPC behavioral realism update successfully installed. Subjects appear unaware they are in a video game.

To the players, his world isn’t real. To Zaren, it’s everything.

Unable to fight thousands of godlike players head-on, he turns their own system against them, altering quests, spreading misinformation, and manipulating the game from the shadows. But as he digs deeper, he uncovers evidence of another “glitch” who tried the same thing long ago and became the most hated villain in Aetherian history.

Now Zaren must decide whether saving his world is worth becoming its next monster.

To protect my fallen comrade's orphaned daughter, I sealed away my identity as the God of War and endured three years as the worthless, trampled live-in son-in-law of an overseas billionaire family.

Managers forced me to haul the heaviest cargo, while relatives mocked me as a freeloading dog.

My high-and-mighty fiancée despised me most of all. At the Global Tech Summit, she publicly threw an annulment agreement in my face, forcing me into a cheap waiter's uniform to serve drinks to her new billionaire lover.

Everyone waited for me to break down and beg, eagerly anticipating the ultimate joke.

But I simply picked up the pen with absolute calm, signed my name, and turned away.

They thought this was my absolute ruin, my final descent into the gutter. Little did they know, this annulment paper completely shattered the final shackle that forced me to show mercy to this world.

When the alarm blared, signaling that my comrade's daughter had been dragged onto an illegal laboratory table, I pressed the old military dog tag on my chest, untouched for three years.

"God of War Protocol, terminate hibernation."

In that instant, low-orbit armed satellites shifted their trajectories. A stealth fleet blockaded international waters. Trillions in offshore funds were unfrozen in a flash.

Those arrogant elites who believed they controlled everything had no idea. Now that the disguise of a worthless loser was cast aside, they were about to face the apocalyptic fury of the Supreme Commander of the Abyss.

I never asked to be special. I just wanted to survive.

When I got the scholarship to Caldera Academy, I thought it was my ticket out of a life of scraping by on the mainland. My magic was weak, messy, and hard to control, but they told me the Covenant Ritual would fix that. They told me I’d bond with a creature, balance my power, and finally belong.

They lied.

I didn't get a beautiful, glowing stallion or a friendly wind-hound. I bonded with Vesper—a shadow-manticore, a creature the world swore was extinct because they were too dangerous to live. Suddenly, I wasn't just a charity case anymore. I was a target.

Now, my roommate has gone missing, the teachers are covering it up, and the golden-boy warden, Julian Sterling, is watching my every move. But I’m not running. I’ve spent my whole life being afraid, and I’m done with it. If this school wants to treat me like a monster, I’ll show them exactly what a monster can do.

My first love was Liam— a powerful Alpha who swore he would claim me when the Blood Moon rose. Beneath the sacred crimson light, I believed the Moon Goddess would bind our destinies together.
But the night that was meant to mark the beginning of my happiness turned into my ruin.
In front of the entire pack, Liam did not claim me.
He chose my stepsister.

Maya Adams has a type…

Anyone who isn’t Hunter Callum.

To the rest of the world, he’s the God of Hockey..a cold, arrogant, shirtless-on-every-billboard legend.

To Maya, he’s the prude, stuck-up asshole who just got her suspended from her dream job at a top New York publishing firm.

When a drunken night of trash-talking Hunter at a club ends in a bloody brawl and a viral scandal, Maya wakes up in the one place she never thought she’d be…Hunter’s penthouse.

Now, his agent is offering her a deal she can’t afford to refuse

Play the part of the doting, supportive girlfriend for five months.

Curb the temper of the league's most volatile player.

Walk away with $3.5 million and her career back.

The rules are simple: keep it professional in private and convincing in public. But as the "God of Hockey" starts showing Maya a side of himself the cameras never see, the lines between their contract and their chemistry begin to blur.

Maya is supposed to be faking it. But Hunter? He stopped playing a game the moment he laid eyes on her.

Falling for the enemy wasn't in the contract. But obsessed gods don't play by the rules.

Everyone said I’d traded five years of my youth and my unwavering devotion for an engagement that every woman envied.
My fiancé, Felix Smith, seemed to believe it, too. He gave me pearls, promised me a bright future, and wrapped me up in a web of tenderness, layer after layer.
Until that afternoon, when he held me close, yet used a language he thought I didn’t understand to weave the perfect "wedding" con over the phone.
That was the moment I finally realized: over these five years, who had he really been looking at through me? And every pearl he ever gave me, whose tastes was he remembering?
When the elevator failed and darkness crashed down, the person he protected on instinct wasn’t me.
When the wind howled across the empty outskirts, the person he chose to abandon was me.
I’d been learning how to love him, how to become a proper bride. In the end, what I learned was how to exit quietly, out of his world with Serena.

The System told me to do good deeds during the apocalypse.

It also told me to change the world through love.

I've always been the cooperative type. So I raised my blade, brought it down, and carved through the scum of this world—one slash at a time.

The System lost its mind, shrieking inside my head at a deafening pitch:

"AHHH! Host! Why are you killing people?! This counts as evil! Points will be deducted!"

I flicked the blood off my blade and looked up at the ground littered with zombies I'd decapitated.

Then at the man who had just shoved a living person into a horde of zombies as feed—the same man I'd put my blade straight through the throat of.

My fingertip traced the character carved into the hilt: Love.

"What's the problem?"

I shot back. "I'm using my love to send them exactly where they belong. A physical deliverance counts as a good deed."

My brother and my fiancée forged evidence of my crimes. They claimed I was guilty of corruption, bribery, and betraying the family—that I was a traitor to the nation. If not for their "mercy," they said, I would have already been sentenced to death.

But that wasn't enough. Three years later, when Father lay dying, my brother and fiancée threw me into the Gulf of Mexico, all to eliminate any chance I might have of competing for the family inheritance.

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to three years ago—to the moment they framed me for treason...

Because I'm a scentless wolf, I can never find my fated mate.

My bestie Lydia, claiming she fears I'll be deceived and betrayed, subjects every wolf who approaches me to a "love test." She seduces my suitors in every way possible, then sends me photos of them together after sleeping with them.

"See? He can't be faithful to you at all. Don't let him fool you," she always tells me.

I always believed her persuasion. After enduring twenty disastrous and short-lived relationships, I finally agreed to the arranged marriage my father set up for me, becoming the mate of Alpha Damon.

And Lydia never stopped her testing.

In my past life, I discovered Damon and Lydia's betrayal after our marriage, and was ultimately pushed off a cliff by Lydia to my death.

The Moon Goddess granted me rebirth, bringing me back to right after the mating ceremony. This time, I will have my revenge.

It's the year 2063 and the whole world stood in fear awaiting the impact of the approaching comet which scientist believed its impact will have significant changes in the whole world.
Simultaneously, another strange signal was discovered transmitting from one remote village in Nigeria; a democratic republic located in West Africa.
The special America intelligence unit quickly arranged a three men squad to visit the area and find out what is transmitting and it's connection with the approaching comet. On landing at the venue some hours later, the squad were amazed to discover that the only object of reverence on the location was a Scepter that was believed belong to a mythological Demigod.

The sect of aliens known as the hurras invaded the earth with the aim of destroying humanity for there atrocities against mother earth. To them , human are destroying a place that have been existing even before they were created. Through pollution, deforestation, hatred and bloodshed, human seemed to be moving towards self destruction, they are here to make it quick. There first mission is to destroy the Scepter

I was supposed to die alone in an alley.

Instead, a god found me.

One moment, I was bleeding beneath the neon glow of the city, my life slipping through my fingers. The next, a glowing blue screen appeared before my eyes, offering me a choice that was never really a choice at all.

Accept the Summoner’s Mark. Or die.

Now I belong to the Death Game — a brutal cosmic system where ordinary people are turned into Players, thrown into impossible missions, and forced to survive horrors designed for the amusement of gods.

Every trial has rules.
Every monster has a weakness.
Every victory comes with a reward.

And every reward makes me less human.

My name is Nerissa Valehart, and I refuse to be anyone’s pawn.

But surviving the Game means trusting the one man everyone warns me to fear.

Veyren Ashford is ruthless, powerful, and dangerously beautiful — a veteran Player with blood on his hands and secrets in his soul. He says attachment will get me killed. He says love is a weakness the Game always punishes.

Yet when death comes for me, Veyren is the one standing between us.

In a world where gods gamble with mortal lives, monsters hunt from the shadows, and desire may be the deadliest weakness of all, I have only one goal:

Survive long enough to cross the board.

And make the Starless God regret choosing me..............

Pawn of the Unwritten God
Ren Ashford was never meant to be chosen.
One moment, he was ordinary. The next, reality fractured, and a message rewrote his existence:
[YOU HAVE BEEN SELECTED.]
Dragged into a deadly System governed by an unseen, god-like force, Ren is forced to survive brutal trials where failure means erasure, not just death, but complete removal from existence. In this Game, Players hunt, betray, and evolve… all for the promise of power.
But Ren is different.
The System glitches around him.
The rules don’t fully apply to him.
And the deeper he goes, the more the Game begins to break.
As he fights through nightmarish worlds, shifting realities, and enemies that should not exist, Ren uncovers a truth far more terrifying than death:
The Game was never designed to be won.
It was designed to observe.
And something beyond the System, the Unwritten God, is watching closely… waiting for him to become something more than a pawn.
Because if Ren keeps surviving, keeps evolving, keeps breaking the rules,
He may become the only thing the Game cannot control.
Or the very thing it was created to find.

Introduction: Monsters have invaded the world, and humanity is in grave danger. I transformed into a demon-sealing war god, guarding the abyss for twenty years. But I was met with betrayal after betrayal; my position as war god was revoked, and the people, believing rumors, sought to punish me. They smashed my wife's tombstone, turned my son into a monster , and drained my blood... Now the monsters have returned, kneeling and weeping, begging me to intervene . This time, I will not intervene!

I thought I was dead for sure. Hell, my blood has already run cold.
I snapped my eyes open only to realize the gunshot wasn't meant for me. But now, I'm being used as a human shield.
The first thing I saw was a man in all black holding a gun to my face.
He stands gallantly menacing, less than five yards from me. And despite the low light, I can see his shirt is only buttoned halfway as a jacket drapes loosely over his broad shoulders.
He is like Hades in a shirt.
"Answer me, motherfucker! Or I swear I'll kill her!" Blondie yelled, jabbing his gun at me and pulling me closer to shield himself.
"Who the fuck are you!"
The stranger returned his attention to my captor;
"You seem to have misunderstood this situation," He said with such calm and vindication, you'd think my life didn't matter.
He continued;
"I'm not the hero that saves the damsel in distress..." He paused,
"...I'm the Grim Reaper."

< Gunshot...! ><<
I froze in my spot, but I didn't feel dead.
"You're safe now." He said, walking up to me. He brushed hair from my wet cheeks as he pulled me closer.
And I just fell on him.
Without hesitating, I rise to my toes and capture his lips in mine.





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Sapphire Sanchez is just a girl looking for momentary happiness when she makes a rather impulsive move.
Life hasn't exactly been fair to her, and her mother's condition isn't making it easier for her. Then everything turns upside down when a stranger saves her from three hoodlums.
Or maybe the right side up?
Either way, she just met Dimitri Griot, the terror of Silicone City, the Grim Reaper himself.
He has built his empire with the same ruthless vindication he delivers his judgment. And fussy romance wasn't on his agenda when a lowlife cunt got his heart beating in the wrong manner.
He wants her just as much as he hates the weakness.
She wants him even though he incites terror in her.
The condition of romance is clear, and the rules for power are final. It's one of nothing: Power, Vengeance, or Love
Neither of them can have it all. But the question is, which will either of them choose?

As the sole heir to one of America’s wealthiest families, I had always known the Harrington rule: every heir had to go through all four years of high school under an assumed identity, without using a single dollar of the family fortune.

So I wore thick black-framed glasses and secondhand sneakers and worked part-time jobs to support myself.

Everyone at school mocked me for being poor. They said my face was the only thing I had going for me.

Only Nolan, the top-ranked student in our grade, never looked down on me. Once, he slid half an eraser across the library table to me and told me that education could change a person’s life.

The day we started dating, he held my hand and promised me:

“Georgie, I’ll hold your hand through all of it. No matter how hard things get, I won’t let go.”

I believed him.

But during the outdoor club’s final hiking trip before my four-year disguise was over, a storm rolled in. Savannah, his childhood sweetheart, complained that her ankle hurt.

Nolan immediately let go of me and knocked me into the mud as he rushed to her.

Everyone gathered around Savannah to make sure she was okay. Then they laughed at me for thinking a poor girl like me could ever belong with someone like Nolan.

I didn’t cry.

I took off my glasses and placed my muddy, bloodstained hand in the palm of Holden, the Upper East Side heir who had spent the past two years trying to get me to go out with him.

“If you take my hand, you’re agreeing to be my girlfriend.”

“Okay.”

Daisy survives high school as a plus sized nerd bullied daily by star quarterback Liam Martinez and his girlfriend Tiffany. When her mother secures her a live in tutoring job for a wealthy family's daughter, it feels like an escape until she discovers the mansion belongs to the Martinez family and Liam is her student's older brother. Now trapped under her bully's roof, Daisy plans to study his weaknesses and destroy him from the inside. But unknown to her, Liam's teammates dared him to publicly date Daisy for three months without catching feelings and he's confident he can win. As fake tutoring sessions become something neither of them expected and the truth about the bet explodes before the championship game, Daisy and Liam must face what they've done to each other and decide if love built on lies and manipulation can become something real.

Laura Montez was born with grease under her nails and fire in her blood. At twenty, she runs a struggling custom bike shop in the city’s forgotten slums, races illegally at night, and fights every day to keep her sick younger sister alive. Two years earlier, her father was framed for corporate sabotage and sent to prison, her family was ruined, and Laura was forced to abandon her dream of becoming an engineer. Since then, she has hated one name above all others—Regal Empire, the powerful corporation responsible for destroying her life.

Nathan Conat is the polished, ruthless heir to that empire. Raised to inherit power instead of love, he knows how to acquire, manipulate, and win—but not how to feel. Sent undercover to clear Laura’s neighborhood for a luxury redevelopment project, Nathan expects to buy Laura out of his way.

Instead, he meets the first woman who refuses to bend.

When Laura humiliates him in her garage, Nathan becomes fascinated and under the guise of a false identity, he manoeuvres his way into her world.

But fascination turns to obsession, and obsession becomes something far more dangerous when Laura discovers he is the very man tied to her family’s ruin.

In a world built on greed, power, and lies, Laura and Nathan must decide whether love can survive the wreckage—or whether some hearts are only made to burn.

In my past life, I drained my own dragon blood to help my husband, Flark, ascend into a dragon. I nearly sacrificed my life to bear him our dragon-beast son, Fris. Yet, all I received in return was ruthless betrayal.
Flark personally brought me a cup of deadly poison, sneering that my lowborn white snake blood had stained the noble dragon race.
Even Fris, the son I raised with my own hands, threw my true body to the giant eagles without a shred of mercy. He cold-bloodedly declared that only my half-sister, Bryn, was worthy of all the glory.
As my flesh was torn apart in agonizing despair, I died harboring endless hatred—only to be reborn on the day of the marriage selection.
This time, Flark got his wish. He publicly abandoned me, joyfully choosing to marry my half-sister Bryn, foolishly believing he could use her power to leap into dragonhood.
What he would never know was that I—the one he so trashily threw away—was the true possessor of the pure Dragon Bloodline.

The God of this world had grown angry and frustrated yet again.

His world was supposed to entertain him!

It was supposed to be fun to watch!

Yet, every single guy in his world only practiced Magic all of the time!

This was so boring!

"Alright, that's it. I need someone else, someone who actually has some originality to show my world that there's more than just Magic. I need someone that is willing to destroy themselves and others on his path to power. I need someone that doesn't crack under any mortal danger."

"I should check out that other planet. Yes, you!"

Alex was an ex-fighter trying to come to terms with normal life. Sadly, his life ended in tragedy, but before he could enter the afterlife, he was pulled away by a God that wants him to fix his world.

Watch Alex as he dominates the world of Mages and becomes the only Sword God in a World full of nothing but Mages!

"Be my girlfriend,"Ryder said, his voice low and lazy.
"Obviously it's fake. We pretend to be a couple... make sure Caleb goes completely crazy."
Lila Palmer never expected her senior year to start with heartbreak. She moved to Blackridge High for love—only to walk in on her boyfriend kissing another girl on her first day. His excuse? "It was just a dare."
Humiliated and done with trusting boys, Lila wants nothing more than to disappear. But then comes Ryder Black: captain of the hockey team, brooding Alpha-in-waiting, and the most untouchable guy in school. When he proposes a fake relationship to clean up his bad boy image—and give Lila sweet revenge—they both agree to keep it simple. No feelings. No drama. No real kissing unless someone's watching.
But pretending gets complicated when the lines begin to blur.
Because Ryder has secrets. Dangerous ones—ones that howl under the full moon.
And what started as a deal might just turn into something neither of them is ready for.
She wanted revenge.
He offered a game.
But falling for a hockey god? That was never part of the plan.

"You want me Alexa," He whispered, his lips trailed hot kisses down her neck, and his other hand trailed to the band of her soaked panties. "Why can't you just accept that?"She moaned out loud as his hand found her wetness, but she refused to give him the satisfaction. "I would never accept you, Zade. Return back to the hell you were cast out from." Torn and broken and newly divorced, she walked in a club, where her sights landed on a man, sexy as sin.After a wild night of passion, he claims her as his queen, but she wants nothing to do with him since he took her from her life forcefully. But he would never let his salvation go, even if it kills him.Would she submit to the pleasure he was going to give her after being hurt before? He was her kidnapper, after all.And how would they navigate through challenges that prove to be bigger than her as she finds out the King of death is her second chance mate?


Alexa is the long awaited mate of Zade, a cursed Lycan God who was banished from heaven after he was framed by his brothers for killing his mother's wolves. Selene, the moon goddess and his mother, decided to give him redemption, by sending a mate. She was unable to identify him as her mate so he took her to his kingdom, not wanting to let her out of his sight. In this story, Zade tries his best to win Alexa’s love while they try to over come all external challenges from long enemies of Zade, and the secret of Alexa’s true identity is discovered. The story is a dark, drama filled romance that ends well, and is filled various themes like romance, second chance and evil ex.

Three years ago, Ye Chen was the unrivaled genius of the Azure Cloud Sect—until the woman he loved betrayed him, shattered his dantian, and stole his Spiritual Bone to climb higher. Cast into the Spirit Beast Stables as a cripple, he is beaten, starved, and forgotten.

But when his blood awakens an ancient ring, everything changes.

The Supreme Overlord System binds to his soul, repairing his body and granting him heaven-defying power. In mere breaths, he reclaims lost cultivation. In a single night, he crushes his first enemy.

The sect believes he is trash.

They are about to witness the birth of a god.

And Ye Chen has a debt to collect.

Ten years ago, Justin Ben watched helplessly as his mother was murdered before his eyes while the people responsible destroyed his family overnight. His little sister disappeared during the chaos and was left to survive alone on the streets, while Justin himself vanished from Boron City completely.

Everyone believed the frightened boy died long ago.

But they were wrong.

Ten years later, Justin finally returns, no longer as the weak teenager they once hunted, but as the legendary God of War whose name alone terrifies armies and powerful men alike.

Now, the people who betrayed his mother and stole everything from his family are about to face the nightmare they created.

This time, Justin is not returning for forgiveness.

He is returning for revenge.

The last thing Kael remembered was the knife in his back.
Not a metaphorical knife—an actual blade, six inches of obsidian steel, buried between his shoulder blades by the woman he was supposed to marry. Princess Elara of the Celestial Court. The Golden Rose of the Nine Heavens. The most beautiful woman in the realm, and the most treacherous.
He'd died on the steps of the Temple of Eternal Light, surrounded by cheering nobles who thought they were witnessing the execution of a demon spy. They weren't wrong, exactly. Kael was from the Underworld. But he wasn't a spy.
He was the Crown Prince.
And now, three hundred years later, he was back.

Betrayed by a cowardly Emperor at a victory banquet, Logan Vanguard—the legendary "Ghost Commander" and invincible God of War—perishes by a god-tier poison.

A century later, his soul awakens inside the weak body of a sixteen-year-old boy. Shockingly, the youth is his own direct descendant, living as a broke peasant in a lawless border town where the Vanguard family name is trampled in the mud.
Armed with his memories and the god-tier cultivation technique, the Nine Heavens Tyrant Script, Logan begins his ultimate path of absolute face-slapping and bloody retribution. From clearing his blocked meridians to crushing corrupt officials and local syndicates, he will systematically reclaim his family's stolen glory.
The Vanguard fire still burns. To the corrupt court and the descendants of the traitorous crown still sitting on the imperial throne: a sovereign has returned, and the entire empire is about to bleed.

Ten years ago, Iron Throne, Mexico's largest drug cartel, slaughtered my entire family. A decade later, I defected voluntarily and stepped into their manor with a token of allegiance. Everyone thought I had fallen into depravity. What they never knew was that I came to Iron Throne neither for wealth nor power. I came because I had memorized five names from the hit list that destroyed my family, and kept them in my heart for ten long years. I chose to lie low, until I rose to become the second-in-command of Iron Throne. On the night the kingpin handed the entire criminal empire over to me, I walked into his study, raised my gun with a smile.

My husband, Marco, in his bid for the position of Don, was forced to marry the young widow of the previous Don, Claudia.
Every night, after returning from Claudia’s place, he would hold me and swear, "You’re the only woman I love, Elena. Claudia has the connections I need. Once I have real power and secure my position, I’ll make you my wife in name and in public."
But as I waited for him to rise to power, what started as a political act turned into nights where he simply never came home.
Then, on Christmas, I was dragged to their engagement party—where I was beaten in front of everyone.
Our six-year-old daughter, Sophia, knelt on the floor, crying and begging him, "Godfather, please, let my mommy go..."
But Marco stayed silent.
"It’s okay," I whispered, picking up my wounded daughter. "Mommy’s going to take you somewhere that truly belongs to us."
What Marco never knew was this: I never cared about being the Donna of this small city.
I am the only heir of the Rossi family—the most powerful Mafia family in all of Sicily.

Everyone said I’d traded five years of my youth and my unwavering devotion for an engagement that every woman envied.
My fiancé, Felix Smith, seemed to believe it, too. He gave me pearls, promised me a bright future, and wrapped me up in a web of tenderness, layer after layer.
Until that afternoon, when he held me close, yet used a language he thought I didn’t understand to weave the perfect "wedding" con over the phone.
That was the moment I finally realized: over these five years, who had he really been looking at through me? And every pearl he ever gave me, whose tastes was he remembering?
When the elevator failed and darkness crashed down, the person he protected on instinct wasn’t me.
When the wind howled across the empty outskirts, the person he chose to abandon was me.
I’d been learning how to love him, how to become a proper bride. In the end, what I learned was how to exit quietly, out of his world with Serena.
Only when I slipped off that pearl ring did I understand—
Some love stories, from the very beginning, are nothing but long letters written to someone else.

"This woman," Lucien said slowly, deliberately, "will not be killed."
"I will not dispose of her," He continued, as if he were commenting on the weather. "She is not prey. She is not a tribute. She is... mine."
Anana's heart slammed against her ribs. Mine? She opened her mouth to protest, to question what he meant, to remind him she hadn't agreed to anything but his voice was already rolling over the room like thunder. "If any of you question that," Lucien said, "you're welcome to challenge me." No one moved. No one even breathed. Because to challenge Lucien... was to die.
When Anana discovered her mate's betrayal and his cowardice to protect their people, she realized love could no longer save her. Each night his bond with another woman carved new scars into her flesh, leaving her broken, abandoned, and dying.
Then came Lucien Kael—the Alpha God of War. Ruthless. Feared. Bound by an oath made by her pack's former Alpha, he came to claim a she-wolf as tribute.
Faced with the choice between sacrificing an innocent girl or herself, Anana stepped forward.
"It's better to die saving my pack than to bleed for my husband's weakness."
But what awaited her in the Crimson Blood Pack was not chains, but a cage of fire and shadow—and the cold, unyielding Alpha who saw through her pain.
Now, in the God of War's den, Anana must decide: remain the broken Luna she once was... or rise into the woman fate has been pushing her to become.

My mother in law hated me so much cause I couldn't bear her son a baby eventhough my husband and I have spent six years in marriage. She desperately wants my husband to divorce me so she and my bestfriend set me up to be f*cked by a stranger. When my husband heard of this, he mocked me and divorced me.

While painfully dragging my luggage out of his house, I saw my pregnant bestfriend carrying her luggage inside my husband's house. Turns out my husband has impregnated my bestfriend. I cried blood and left the city.

Seven years later, I became a popular Surgeon General and now have beautiful triplets by my side. But I was deployed back to my city cause my medical skill was most needed. In a twist of fate, I got married to an handsome solider.

Only after I resumed work did I find out that the soldier I just married is the five star General, leader of every military units in the country plus he was by far the wealthiest man in the country.

I'm just a single mother trying to create a better life for my three kids, now that I found myself entangled in his cold and ruthless world, how will I survive? And how will I explain to him that I do not know how my triplets bore the same resemblance with him?

The heiress of the wealthiest family was dead. Her death was caused by a plane crash planned her adopted sister. At a young age of 17, she had mastered so many skills while conquering the world. A top professor in world-class healthcare, she topped the world hacker list, joined a mercenary group ten years ago and became the world's top assassin with more hidden talents she used with hidden identities.
After her death, she's reborn into another body known as a worthless piece of trash, an ugly fat kleptomaniac filled with scars and acne and a foolish prankster.
She was scorned by her parents and often schemed against by her twin sister. The people in the society often curse and avoid her like the plague.
Until unexpectedly her beauty suddenly came back in thousand fold and then they started to realise otherwise.
Her top agenda is to reclaim her identity back and take back her position that her scheming adopted sister stole from her at all cost!

"Riccardo, please! I beg you!"
My water broke ten minutes ago. Warm liquid streamed down my legs and slowly froze into ice on the ground beneath me.
He stood on the other side of the bulletproof glass. In his eyes, there was not a trace left of the man I had once loved with all my heart.
In the Bellanona Mafia family, bloodline surpasses everything, and the hierarchy of age is an unyielding iron rule: the firstborn son shall inherit the entire underworld empire.
My sister-in-law Sofia and I were both pregnant, our due dates merely one day apart.
To make sure his elder brother’s child seized the succession right first, my husband coldly chose to sacrifice our own flesh and blood.
"My brother’s child must be born first." Riccardo’s voice came over the intercom, colder and more piercing than bitter winter wind. "This is what you owe them."
He had not only locked me inside this icy cellar. Just moments ago, his men pinned me down ruthlessly and injected a dose of medicine into my vein, solely to forcefully halt my labor.
Writhing in agony, I hugged my heavily pregnant belly tightly with both arms.
I could distinctly feel the little life inside me, once kicking and struggling relentlessly, growing fainter and fainter.
I’m sorry, my baby… Mommy is so sorry for you.

A fallen princess. A ruthless demi-god. One year to change his heart—or lose her soul forever.

Slain on the battlefield by the lethal army of King Severo—the ruthless son of the divine Warrior-God, Princess Areza’s story should have ended. But, desperate, her mother strikes a perilous deal at the gates of the afterlife, with the Angel of Judgment, pulling her spirit back to life—with a terrifying catch.

She has exactly one year to infiltrate Severo’s realm and soften the tyrant's dark, merciless heart. Fail, and her soul will be dragged straight into eternal damnation.

Risking immediate execution, Areza surrenders herself as a prisoner, facing a terrifying choice of fates: death, slavery, or the king’s heavily guarded andaruni.

Surrounded by ancient magic and dangerous desire, can a resurrected princess tame a god's son—or will her soul burn for trying?

He was reborn back to the day his wife Lydia was sacrificed to the demon.

The entire demon race was laughing at me, her useless husband who was about to be thrown into the cursed land, while she, dressed in a pure white robe, rose step by step on my bones and blood, becoming the most beloved saintess of the demons.

She thought I would rot in the ashes, but little did she know that I had swallowed a World Tree seed that had been dormant for ten thousand years in my death.

An enslaved old miner, a blind but gentle apothecary, a desperate mermaid leader... I led eighteen "defective products" chewed up by the abyss, riding the wildly growing tide of life, and forcefully smashed through the demon's royal city!

When the immortal demon king was drained dry by the World Tree and knelt on the ground begging for mercy like a wild dog, my noble wife smiled and raised the sharp obsidian.

"What are demons? This throne belongs only to me."

This is a story of extreme betrayal and violent redemption. When life permeates the demon realm, all the high and mighty evils will turn into dust at the bottom of the trees!

“A MASTERPIECE OF THRILLER AND MYSTERY. Blake Pierce did a magnificent job developing characters with a psychological side so well described that we feel inside their minds, follow their fears and cheer for their success. Full of twists, this book will keep you awake until the turn of the last page.” --Books and Movie Reviews, Roberto Mattos (re Once Gone) CITY OF PREY (An Ava Gold Mystery—Book 1) is the debut novel in a long-anticipated new series by #1 bestseller and USA Today bestselling author Blake Pierce, whose bestseller Once Gone (a free download) has received over 1,000 five star reviews. In the rough streets of 1920s New York City, 34 year-old Ava Gold, a widower and single mom, claws her way up to become the first female homicide detective in her NYPD precinct. She is as tough as they come, and willing to hold her own in a man’s world.But when a psychotic serial killer unleashes a rampage, murdering young women across the city, Ava will have to search the dark canals of the twisted killer’s mind if she has any hope of hunting him down. With psychological profiling still in its infancy, and mocked by most, Ava will be even more alone as she follows her instinct, and hunts him down in a dangerous game of cat and mouse.Just when it seems the stakes couldn’t be higher, Ava comes to an awful realization: she herself may be the next target.Amidst the speakeasies, jazz clubs, mafia-run prohibition rings, horrific mental asylums and dangerous back alleys of the city, can Ava achieve what all the men cannot: enter the sick mind of a killer, and stop him before more women die?A heart-pounding suspense thriller filled with shocking twists, the authentic and atmospheric AVA GOLD MYSTERY SERIES is a riveting page-turner, endearing us to a strong and brilliant character that will capture your heart and keep you reading late into the night.Books #2 and #3 in the series—CITY OF FEAR and CITY OF BONES—are now also available.

Fresh off the operating table after barely surviving a miscarriage, I received a $50,000 bill—every cent spent on a waterbed and aphrodisiac aromatherapy on a yacht.
 
I called my husband, the only other person who knew about that account.

Over the phone, he sounded gentle yet aggrieved: "Honey, how could I afford a luxury yacht? It must be a banking error. You just lost our baby; please rest well. My flight to New York is taking off soon, and I'll be right by your side the moment I get back!"
 
I didn't expose the deafening sounds of the wild party in his background. I simply hung up.
 
He thought his lie was flawless. He had no idea that as the hidden heiress of the Windsor Consortium, that priceless yacht, the Poseidon, was actually a coming-of-age gift from my grandmother.
 
I ripped the IV out of my arm and dialed a number I hadn't called in years since marrying beneath my station.
 
"Grandma, you were right. He doesn't deserve me. I'm going to the ship to catch him red-handed."

Seokga was once a god—arrogant, untouchable, reckless enough to bed a goddess herself. For that sin, the gods threw him into chains and carved his execution in blood.

But that wasn’t the truth. He wasn’t killed for lust. He was killed because of the mark he carried—an Eclipse Sigil, a forbidden power no god should possess.

Reborn as the weakest son of a tyrant bloodline, cursed with blocked veins and chained to a paralyzed mother, Seokga’s life should have ended in humiliation. Instead, it begins anew.

He will crawl through the mud, spit in the face of fate, and rise with power stolen from gods, beasts, and demons. His enemies will call him cursed. The world will call him forbidden. But Seokga? He’ll call himself exactly what he is—
The man who will burn heaven and hell alike.

"Citizens, come forth and celebrate the deathly marriage of His Highness, Shin Wang."
The loud announcement outside the bridal palanquin startled him awake,
pulling him out of slumber and plunging him into confusion.
Mingzhe, once a revered Snow Deity, had lost his divine power
as faith in the modern world withered.
He awoke in the body of a doomed male servant,
forced to marry a ghost bride in his master's stead.
Dread and gloom smothered the entire bridal procession.
An unsettling chill emanated from the manor, sending shivers through all who entered.
Even the attendants' faces were laced with unease.
The wedding venue was engulfed in chaos…
But Mingzhe?
He wasn’t afraid of a little chaos—only of being bored~♡
Well then!
Marrying a malicious spirit might just add some thrill
to his post-deity retirement life.

The earth is suddenly invaded by aliens who call theirselves the Daegi causing humanity to fight and prevent their extinction, when peace treaty is signed between the two forces, humanity realises that there could be another upcoming war and the race to surpass their limits begin.

Roshan faces bullying and disgrace due to his lack of abilities and strength, but one day, he stumbles into a ditch and finds a book which granted him access to unimaginable power and unparalleled strength, pushing him into a universe of strange possibilities.
With each passing day, he undergoes profound transformation evolving him into a being of pure power, a weapon of mass destruction above the limits of humanity.
However, as Roshan’s abilities begin to grow, so does the dangers that surround him. Roshan realizes soon enough that the Daegis were merely pawns in a much dangerous scheme, now as the strongest human on the planet, Roshan must stop the extinction of his race.
As Roshan begins to fully understand and discover the secrets of the system’s creation, he also begins to uncover the hidden truths of his own identity.

Follow Roshan as his journey takes him through deadly territories, uncharted plains and the terrifying abyss of the unknown, each pathway bringing him to unlocking the System’s true potential and becoming like a god.
Would he be able to cling on to his humanity, harness his powers, build up organizations, forge alliances, and still protect those he loves or will the prospect of becoming a god lead him to a dark path of no return?

I live twenty-four honest years, and fate hands me a terminal stomach cancer diagnosis as a reward. Less than a month left on the clock.

Right when I'm ready to flip off this godawful fate, the floor under me goes black, and I drop straight into an SSS-rank horror game.

The Midnight Bloodred Theater. Dried-out eyeballs for chandeliers, crusted blood for decoration.

The boss is some deranged silver-haired god with blood-red eyes, and he blows people into a bloody mist the second something doesn't go his way.

Everyone else is crying, begging for their lives.

Not me. I'm dying either way.

I walk right up onto that stage, plant my hand on his abs, and grin up at him.

"Hey, gorgeous. Before you kill me, how about a kiss?"

My mother was dying, and I—the fallen heiress of the Sterling family—had no choice but to ask my husband for the $200,000 stipulated in our prenuptial agreement, less than a week after our wedding.

He transferred the money without a word.

But that night, the way he looked at me changed.

"So the Sterling family is drowning in fraud scandals. I guess greed really does run in the blood."

From that day on, Theodore never looked me in the eye again.

He started openly parading other women at social events, letting everyone mock me as a gold-digger who only married him for money.

Today is my birthday. I'm sitting in the emergency room with unbearable stomach pain.

Meanwhile, Theodore is throwing a party for his new girlfriend.

Clutching the $185 emergency room bill, I call him.

"Theodore, let's get a divorce."

"Here we go again. How much are you trying to extort from me this time?"

I gave my virginity to a powerful stranger to spite my cheating fiancé, only to discover he's my new boss and my ex's billionaire godfather.
Joann
He fucked my blood sister, I fucked his dad. And now we're even. 
I usually condoned Steven's misdeeds and ignored his red flags—at least the one he made obvious. Because why not? Everyone has flaws, I could deal with it. But cheating on me?? And with my immediate sister? That was the last straw.
I got with a stranger that looked familiar, and in my defense, I was high. Finding out I slept with my ex boyfriend's dad, my head bumped. I was toast! Though it felt like a payback. I tried every possible best to avoid Mr Sanchez. Had sex, moved on, but I couldn't. I'm pregnant! And for a one night stand with my ex's dad. 
This Book is highly erotic. 18+

“I don't care about getting married, all I want is you even if this is the first time you are seeing me. I have always loved you since when I can remember. Can't you please be my groom?"
She said and I almost burst out laughing.

This bitçh must be crazy. The sex was really great. She is really good in bed but I am no lady's groom. I'm a free bird and I will always be free...

Meet Lee Chun, the son of a billionaire, he is super handsome and oh yes! He is a sëx freak.
Lee Chun's many sexual exploits with the ladies has earned him then nickname Sëx God.
He is a real time player who doesn't believe in love....
Meet Ji-a, a beautiful bold orphan girl, who has no one but herself and her lovely heart.
What happens when these two very different souls meet? Find out in this blockbuster novel.

"I've seen the way you've been staring at me, doll and I know you want me "He said his voice so cold as always , sending shivers down my spine. His frosty gaze bore into mine, void of any warmth or emotion, as his hands traced a deliberate path from my chest down to my belly button, sending a shiver down my spine.

"You can't escape from me doll, so I'll advice you to be submissive. Besides..... You're mine now"He said his eyes digging deep into mine,so cold..... devoid of any emotion.

"You think I don't know you've been drooling over me??"He said and I gasped loudly immediately.

“I…I…I don’t know what you’re talking about, Master,” I stammered, attempting to project confidence. However, my trepidation seeped through, and he let out a hearty laugh that echoed in the cold air.

"You don't?....You know how much I hate lies doll"He said and chuckled loudly.

“It seems you’ve forgotten, sweetheart, that I can quite literally hear your thoughts,” he continued, and I instinctively bit my lip,avoidind his eyes....... He hates it when I look at him directly in the eyes.

"I can hear your heartbeat too Doll..... So loud and clear and guess what...... It's beating like a party drum."He said and pushed some strands of hair from my face.

“I... I’m truly sorry,” I managed to whisper, my voice trembling slightly. Lowering my head almost instinctively, I averted my eyes from his piercing stare, knowing that it was the safest course of action in this fraught moment.

"I hate that word 'sorry' and you know it"He said and I bit my lip immediately shivering.

"I crave you and I want you now"He said and smashed his lips on mine leaving me helpless.

At my ex-wife's century wedding engagement banquet, she pointed at my nose and humiliated me publicly: "A waste of space who lays bricks, get out!"
Her wealthy new lover pressed my face hard into broken glass and forcibly dragged away my desperately crying five-year-old daughter.
I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth, drew the "Ghost Mark," and dialed the Pentagon hotline that had been dormant for five years.
Three seconds later, twelve Black Hawk helicopters shattered the dome, and a special task force descended from the sky. A two-star general, amid the terrified gazes of the assembled elite, saluted me with a thunderous: "Ghost Commander, troops have arrived as ordered!"
My ex-wife, who had been so arrogant just moments ago, instantly collapsed to the ground.

My childhood sweetheart, Philip Mitchell, was a hockey prodigy.
When he wanted to throw away his Olympic qualifiers to take care of his sick girlfriend, I told his coach and his mother.
Because of me, he was dragged back to the ice. He won the Olympic gold, secured a spot at Harvard, and eventually became a billionaire sports agent.
I, however, ended up with nothing.
During a public practice, he swung his hockey stick with full force—right into my eye.
As blood blinded my vision and my retina detached, he looked down at me with pure disgust. "You ruined her life, Arabella. This is your karma."
When I opened my eyes again, I wasn't in the hospital.
I was back in the locker room at seventeen, right before everything went wrong.