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"It took me a while to get condoms." Anna was taken aback by the unexpected words. "I have two condoms." "I'm afraid that won't be enough." "How many times are you going to…?" Luciano cupped Anna's face in his hands and kissed her as she murmured in surprise. His lips smelled of wine as he deepened the kiss. He said, "Put your palms out." With a puzzled expression on her face, Anna held out her hands in front of her. Then, Luciano pulled out an uncountable number of condoms from his pocket and dropped them onto Anna's hand. Several piles of condoms fell to the floor. 'Take them and wait for me on the bed,” he said. "Isn't this too much…?" Anna was speechless as Luciano swiftly removed his clothes. Standing naked under the light, his arousal was evident. "I'll indulge you as much as you desire, Bella." Anna. The name Anna held little significance. Nor was Anna's presence in the family. It was only after she found herself alone that she embarked on the journey she had longed for. Yet, right from the start of her journey, she became entangled in an unfortunate affair. At that pivotal moment when she was on the brink of giving up on everything, a man she had just met extended his hand to her. She knew all too well that accepting the hand of someone who offered it freely could be dangerous. However, she felt like it would be fine if it was that man.

Kael was summoned and slaved by the heroine of the story in a world where the majority are women. With his help alongside other "maniacs", she's going to kill the "Empress of Demons," or at least that's what he thinks. But his goal - get away from them and to survive as much as she can. First Novel - ESL

After being banished with nothing but the clothes on her back from the convent she grew up in, Helena finds a job in an eerie mansion with strange rules that bind her there indefinitely. Still haunted by the ghosts of her past and the scars of trauma, she clings to routine, asking for nothing more than a place to survive the winter. But the mansion is far from ordinary. Despite the servants’ kindness, something about it feels like a coffin frozen in time. Screams echo through the night. The scent of blood lingers in the halls. The lord of the house keeps to himself behind locked doors. But when he appears, drawn by the sound of her piano, he looks at her with something deeper than curiosity. Hunger. As Helena spends her days dawdling in the library, tracing melodies on the old piano, she feels the walls watching her like a beast ready to pounce. Yet Helena doesn’t fear the man they call a monster, or even the threat of being swallowed whole by darkness—what she fears is the awakening of something she’s been trying to bury away before it takes the little peace and freedom she has found. ❧༻༺❁༻༺☙ A low fantasy, gothic story set in an alternative era. A slow-burn, obsessive “who-did-this-to-you” romance wrapped in psychological horror, tender dread, and mature themes of trauma, hunger, and autonomy. For readers who crave stories where broken girls meet dangerous men, and somehow, in the grave between obsession and care, they learn again what it means to feel alive. THIS STORY CONTAINS themes that might be troubling to some readers, including, but not limited to, depictions of and references to childhood abuse, psychological & physical, recollected; emotional manipulation, grief, PTSD, self-harm, suicidal thoughts, attempted sexual assault (past, recollected), death of a character, obsessive behavior, emotional fixation between main characters, blood, gore, torture. Please be mindful of this and other triggers.

After a tragic accident that sent her back 843 years in time to the year 1179, in the Middle Ages, during the reign of Baldwin IV of Jerusalem, Kate Mitchell, a wealthy business tycoon in the pharmaceutical industry, a gifted ex-military, a pharmacologist and botanist, and a brilliant archer from 2022, wakes up as Lady Philippa, a pretty, innocent, frail, and proper young lady of House Antioch, with whom she shares nothing in common. She realised she had died on that day, and her soul travels back in time and takes over the body of Philippa, a helpless lady who would face tragedy, betrayal, and scandal before dying young and heartbroken. She chose to live as Philippa because she had a second chance at life and only one goal in mind: to live and survive at any cost. To succeed, she must thrive and learn to live in the Medieval era, where nothing is common for her, and, above all, she must avoid an arranged marriage, which will doom Phillipa to death after a terrible heartbreak. Lady Philippa, unfortunately, is about to be engaged to an unknown man, and she must devise a plan to prevent this from happening. Kate's background as an ex-military officer, pharmacologist, and botanist, as well as her limited knowledge of history, will be invaluable in surviving the historical mediaeval times when modern technology was out of reach. However, she requires the assistance of the reigning king, Baldwin IV, who is suffering from leprosy at the time. She'll have to take control of the situation. It is up to Kate's bravery and intelligence to find a way to persuade Baldwin IV to help her, and she has few options other than joining his royal court. Will the king accept her, or will she perish as the body's original owner? Will she be able to change her destiny? Alternatively, will she be able to find the love and family she seeks?

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Cha Seo-yeong transmigrated into the novel she had been reading just before her death, landing inside the body of Elphie, a cannon fodder set to die. The original novel revolved around the main character Ariadne, a holy mother type of figure, who captured the attention of two male leads—the Crown Prince and the Northern Duke. Despite all these settings, the novel ended in the death of all characters and the fall of the kingdom. Now, the story begins anew, starting with the awakening in a new body. Seven months remain until the end of the original novel... what choices will Elphie make to survive? This is just another rofan story.

Sang Mu is a freelance exorcist with decent skills and a master from Longhu Mountain. One day, she accepts a simple haunting job, only to find a faceless child calling her “Mom”. Just as she’s nearly strangled to death, a mysterious man crashes in with more secrets than answers. Now, Sang Mu finds herself caught in a mess involving creating evil spirits, hidden rituals, and a government department that may or may not exist. And a past she’s never dared to remember.

Elena had always believed in the slow burn — the kind of love that simmers quietly, steadily, and eventually boils over into something unshakable. That’s what she thought she had with Marcus. Six years, three apartments, a shared Spotify playlist, and one very stubborn golden retriever named Luna. Their life had been built piece by piece, like a quilt. Cozy. Familiar. Safe. Until it wasn’t. Suddenly, her world is torn apart as the Marcus' phone screen lights up with a message from another girl. Through heartbreak and pain, the world continues to turn. Then came Rowan. He was the new baker in town, with flour on his jeans and a crooked smile that tugged at something she thought she’d buried. He learned her rhythms. Her silences. Her laugh. One night, under a sky full of stars and the gentle hum of crickets, Elena looked at him across the porch and asked, “How do you know when something’s real?” Rowan leaned back, eyes reflecting moonlight. “When it doesn’t need to hurt to be worth it.” She reached for his hand. And just like that, the wildflowers bloomed again.

Ellen Grace used to have it all: a good family background, good friends, and a good lover. However, one day, her best friend Alexis and lover betray her, destroying everything Ellen knew about them. Determined to have her revenge, she sets off to become a powerful businesswoman and make them regret. After all, revenge is a dish best served cold, right?

“You made me miserable.” My husband, Carlothian, loved the saint of the empire. After the ugly jealousy, what remained was the stigma of cursing the saint. It happened when I gave up everything after so much regret. “So the body I’m possessing is the villainess of the century who cursed the saint?” Oh come on, Not me. A singer who lost their voice in a car accident, ‘I,’ opened my eyes. With a body that could no longer sing, I intended to die just like that. “I won’t let you die.” My husband, who once loved the saint, is acting strange. Why now? I am not Ariadeline who was drowning in love. “What on earth are you thinking?” “I’m thinking of making you love me again.” Unlike my confused self, Carlothian smiled. “You already loved me once.” Since you already loved me once, won’t loving me twice be easier? The teary sound filled the room thickly.

She possessed Daphne, the evil woman who died while obsessing over her fiancée. After all, she drank poison after being informed of the breakup but came back to life. 'I can't give up, let's live first and see what happens!' She urgently concocted an antidote for the pain in her throat and it turned out to be strangely effective? Moreover, it tasted good? After possessing Daphne, she stumbled upon a fantastic business idea. Screw the original and throw it away, she was going to live a comfortable life in a faraway place, but-- "Watch where you're going! Witch, do you have eyes?" "W-Who doesn't have eyes?" Pretending to hate Daphne on the surface, in reality, he liked her more than anyone else. She became a hero after saving two twin cousins from a crisis. "Thank you. As an outsider, I'm truly grateful." "If you don't mind... can you bless our child?" "You should have a proper land to do business." "I've made a rare good choice, so I'll give my blessing as the head of the family." By some twist of fate, even the reserved and awkward family members ended up sobbing, and they managed to mend their strained relationship. Though... "It's strange. When I'm with you, the world doesn't seem so bad." Luciel, the Grand Duke who had become her business partner, was so naive that she worried about his capabilities. "There's delicious food right in front of you, so why do you insist on eating something so bitter?" Wearing a beautiful disguise as if it were nothing and sweetly coaxing me, the Grand Duke, who was frail yet full of charm and kindness, was actually the villain all along.

For Lyra, the alchemist, a life spent on the run had finally found a fragile pause in the quiet town of Riverwood. Each day offered a hard-won peace she’d almost dared to embrace. But one ink-black night, while toiling in her workshop, that delicate tranquility shattered. Whispers slithered through Riverwood, tales of Shadowveil’s dark influence seeping into places it shouldn't. Reluctantly, Lyra felt the familiar pull of a life she’d desperately tried to outrun, the world of secrets and danger beckoning once more. Driven by a desperate need for answers, she sought the veiled knowledge of the information guild, only to find her path unexpectedly entwined with Noctis, the town’s stoic duke and commander. His demeanor radiated a quiet strength, hinting at both resilience and an unspoken burden. His commands were imbued with a deep-seated protectiveness that subtly enveloped those now under his charge. Alongside Noctis, Lyra journeyed with a disparate group: Finnian, the gentle scholar, whose mind held a treasure trove of forgotten lore, yet whose vast knowledge was shadowed by a personal history etched in quiet melancholy; Liora, the agile healer, whose touch mended grievous wounds but whose compassionate gaze concealed hidden depths and fierce loyalties; and Adrix, the enigmatic magic user, whose potent charm often masked intentions as intricate as the spells he wove. Their objective remained shrouded in secrecy, the air thick with unspoken threats, the recent devastation of Glens Crossing a stark and terrifying testament to the Shadowveil’s destructive power and the perilous stakes of their unknown quest. Amidst the mounting tension of their shared journey and the constant threat of discovery, an unexpected connection ignited between Lyra and a companion. This potential romance was a perilous gamble, a flickering flame that could either illuminate their path against the encroaching shadows or become a blinding distraction.

Magic themed romance that focuses on the female lead. Synopsis: Andrea woke up thinking that she was dead {what? how am i alive} after realising that, she sat up and looked out the window { ...what are those blue and tall things? Hang on. where even am I ?} [p.s. It's a bit different from normal transmigrations because this one travels to the future...]

"And what do you know about harmonizing?" Xiao Yue looked at him as if he had just spit on her ancestor's grave. "Me? I'm the CEO of the Inner Dao. I have a Master's in Spiritual Synergy and a triple Ph.D. in Multitasking Cultivation, with honors in 'Qi Optimization Under Pressure.' Should I show you my resume, or would you prefer a PowerPoint presentation on my celestial achievements?" Kenji Tanaka was a Japanese CEO with the soul of a spreadsheet: cold, analytical, and completely allergic to improvisation. He died like any good executive: from an excess of meetings. Now, he's Lian, a nobody in a world of cultivators, dragons, absurd sects, and spiritual manuals that take ten lifetimes to read. Martial talent? Zero. Ability to shatter mountains with a single blow? Nil. A master plan to turn chaos into a celestial startup, KPIs and all? Absolutely. They are the unstoppable force. He is the guy with the plan, the tea, and the to-do list. While his harem of martial geniuses smashes armies as if they were piñatas, Lian optimizes formations, improves techniques, manages internal conflicts, and turns alchemy into a production line. He doesn't fight, he doesn't scream, he doesn't cultivate like a madman. He outsources the violence. Because cultivating like crazy is optional, but leading with efficiency is mandatory.

When Elara stumbles upon an antique music box in her late grandmother’s attic, she’s unexpectedly transported back to 1998—a time and place she only knew through old photographs. Struggling to fit in with baggy jeans, grunge music, and high school drama, Elara soon finds herself face-to-face with Liam Walker, the charming quarterback she once adored. In this surreal second chance, Elara has the opportunity to rewrite her own story. But as the line between past and present blurs, she must decide if she’s ready to change her future, and maybe even win the heart of the boy she’s only ever dreamed of.

What do you get when you cross a light-bending assassin, a broke teenager who can repair machinery by talking to it, a pack of dimension-hopping tourists, and a seagull with an existential crisis? You get Soda Crash: The Path of the Unseen. One cosmic accident is all it takes to throw them all into a world where the locals fly on swords, settle legal disputes with color-changing worms, and consider anyone with blond hair a ‘Northern Barbarian.’ Now, this unlikely crew must navigate ancient sects, power-hungry cultivators, and the very real possibility that their best survival tool is a Swiss Army knife with a ‘detect bad vibes’ function. Forget heroes and villains. This is a story about survival, absurdity, and the universal truth that no matter which universe you’re in, bureaucracy is always a nightmare and there’s never a good time to run out of coffee