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Everything was practically perfect for Sawyer Wade until half of that practically perfect everything disappeared. He decides to create a world we’re everything is still practically perfect while trying to keep up with his now not so practically perfect everything. Then he saw her...

Meet the love story of Michelle her circumstances and challenges to meet the love of her life. Do family, work, and pride can be a hindrance to a happy ending. Can love can counter all? Can love win between pride? Can love forgive to start all over again? As they can say Maybe this time love can win. Follow her to unpredictable love life that knocks on her door in an unexpected way.

>This is a GL XIANXIA NOVEL WITH QUICK TRANSMIGRATION. >No misunderstandings , Relatively fast paced romance, No other love interests. >There will be quite a few GL & BL side couples. >This is the story of our two protagonists Mo Yuxin (MC) and Su Yubing(FL) who are bound by a Bond so strong that it transcends reality itself. They are each other's one and only soulmate, their love knows no bound. This is story of their journey to cultivating immortality in a world that is unfair to women , in a world that is wholly dominated by men, where strength is all that matters. Without strength , you don't even get a chance to live peacefully. Our mc Mo Yuxin gets a legendary inheritance from a primordial god who is also one of the oldest gods to live till date and the only one in all of multiverse. This god and her already deceased soulmate decided to leave their inheritance to their only descendant to whom the god's soulmate left a piece of their soul. Watch as how their journey brings about unprecedented changes to the whole world and the multiverse and their sweet and steamy love which will make your tooth ache from sweetness. .. .. Mo Yuxin:- Are you exhausted, baby? Su Yubing:- *glares threateningly* It's all your fault. Mo Yuxin:- what do I do? You're just too delicious ~~ *licking her lips* Su Yubing:- Shameless! *a blushing mess* THIS IS MY VERY OWN WORK.

What happens when the school's most radiant idol, Sakura Yamato, asks average Hiroshi Tanaka to be her fake boyfriend? It's not for love, but to save their obscure club! Thrown into a world of awkward dates, public scrutiny, and hilarious misunderstandings, their pretend relationship is the talk of the school. But as the lines blur, this unlikely duo might just discover that sometimes, the most unexpected love stories are the ones that start with a lie."

“Why are you trying to kill me, Princess…?” The silver-haired boy’s voice was faint, barely audible over the sound of his own ragged breathing. He lay sprawled across the cold marble floor, his body drenched in blood that slowly pooled beneath him. The blonde-haired girl looked down at him, her blue eyes devoid of warmth. “It’s not my fault, Asher,” she replied in an indifferent tone. “This is the result of your own stubbornness. I simply asked you to join my faction… but you insisted on remaining neutral. I can’t allow a wild card like you to roam free.” Asher let out a weak, breathless chuckle, the sound tinged with mockery. “I don’t think… that’s the whole truth, Princess.” For a brief moment, her gaze sharpened. “…You’re right. There is another reason.” “And what is that?” he asked, his voice trembling but his eyes steady. Her lips curled ever so slightly. “You’re a pathetic fool. Someone with enough talent to grasp power… yet no desire for revenge.” “Revenge?” Asher murmured, as if tasting the word. “For what? My mother’s death? And against whom?” “Against the demons who caused it.” A low, broken laugh escaped his lips. “Haha… Princess, don’t joke.” His bloodstained fingers twitched against the floor. “We both know the truth. The ones responsible for my mother’s death are the Imperial Family… and the Church. They feared my family’s growing influence.” Her expression remained unchanged. “And yet, it was demons who struck the final blow. You feel no hatred—not toward them, not toward the Church. Shouldn’t they be your enemies?” Asher slowly turned his head, his pale eyes meeting hers. “No, Princess… I don’t have enemies.” A faint smile appeared on his lips despite his condition. “I only have obstacles. And it seems… your family and the Church are becoming just that.” A subtle shift passed through the air. “So what are you going to do?” she asked coldly. “Destroy us?” “Of course,” he whispered, as if stating something obvious. “It’ll be a hassle… but I think it might also be fun.” Her eyes narrowed slightly. “And how exactly do you plan to do that? By haunting us as a ghost?” His smile widened—strangely calm, almost amused. “You’ll find out soon enough.” One of the four Platinum Rank knights standing beside the Princess stepped forward. “Princess, we don’t have time. We must finish this now.” She gave a small nod, her voice devoid of emotion. “Do it. I can no longer tolerate his pathetic existence.” Without hesitation, the knight raised his blade. A single, clean strike. Asher’s head fell, his expression frozen in that same unsettling smile—as though he had just discovered a new game to play. “Dispose of the body,” the Princess said, turning away. “I’m going to sleep.” With that, space distorted around her, and she vanished. The Next Day Class S — Main Classroom Morning sunlight filtered through the tall windows, illuminating the quiet murmurs of elite students gathered inside . “Good morning, Princess.” The voice was light. Casual. Familiar. Her body stiffened almost imperceptibly. Standing near the entrance, perfectly alive, was Asher. Smiling. Not a single trace of injury marked his body. For the first time, a flicker of disbelief crossed her otherwise composed mind. Impossible… I’m certain the one I killed yesterday was his real body. Not a clone. Not an illusion. Then what… is this? Asher tilted his head slightly, his silver hair catching the light as his smile deepened. “So, Princess…” His eyes gleamed with something dangerous—something playful. “Our game begins today.”

Harley What started as a mindless, blurted confession has turned into a mess I never saw coming—an endless spiral of emotions, tangled with Clad Storm, the bad boy of the season and my ex-crush. The one who’s made it clear he’s here for revenge, yet every time he looks at me with those damn chocolate-brown eyes, I fall deeper. The worst part? I know exactly why he’s here. To make me pay. To make me feel the sting of what happened years ago when I rejected him. But somehow, I can’t walk away. And then there’s the kicker—he made a proposal to my younger sister. But for some reason, he won’t let me go. Now, here I am, stuck between a rock and a hard place, caught in the web of New York’s most notorious biking genius and CEO. I should walk away. I should be the smart one. I should obey my parents’ wishes and do what’s expected of me. But every time he smiles, every time he touches me, I forget what I’m supposed to be doing—resisting him.

Ian a powerful Alpha who is also CEO of Ian industries never fond of rogues. Glen a girl who lived a simple life all turned upside down when she met Ian her mate for the first time. Cause she is never aware that she is a werewolf until that. She doesn't know a single thing about the werewolf world or its existence. What will Ian do after knowing that his mate is rogue and naive? Will he accept her to control his uncontrollable wolf? Will Glen accept herself and the new life she gets to know?

In the neon-drenched, skyscraper-choked metropolis of NeoVeridia, where caped crusaders preen for the holo-cameras and corporate overlords cast long shadows, there's Miles Corbin – a guy whose aspirations for villainy far outweigh his actual villainous talent. Tired of being a nobody in a city obsessed with celebrity heroes, Miles stumbles upon the "Malice Media System," a bizarre, semi-sentient program that promises fame (and maybe a few henchmen... or more?). The catch? Miles has to live-stream his attempts at villainy. From hilariously botched bank heists to accidentally saving kittens while trying to look menacing, his ineptitude becomes a viral sensation. As his viewer count explodes, so does the unwanted attention from NeoVeridia's vibrant cast of heroines – each drawn to his unique brand of chaotic failure and surprisingly charming awkwardness. Now, Miles has to juggle his dreams of becoming a feared supervillain with the reality of being an internet celebrity and the increasingly complicated affections of superpowered women who either want to reform him, team up with him (for all the wrong reasons), or simply can't get his disastrously charming face out of their heads. All while trying to evade the actual competent heroes who see his streams as a public menace, and the genuinely dangerous villains who just think he's an embarrassment to their profession. "World domination? Maybe later. First, let's try not to trip over this escape rope... again. And maybe figure out why that laser-eyed vigilante keeps sending me heart emojis."

Layla is a small town band teacher who doesn’t have time for a relationship. Fun? What’s that? Sex? Never heard of it. All she cares about is her job and protecting the funding for her department. All that changes when she sees Derek Taylor, or more specifically Derek Taylor’s sexy, red pants. The man dares to insult one of her students while she’s trying to enjoy a piece of pie, and it’s game on. She does’t care if he’s a famous rock star or that his lust-inducing pants make her want to throw her job out the window for one evening so she can rub herself all over them instead. Who cares if those long, piano player fingers of his make her wonder exactly what other seductive skills they possess? No one insults her students and walks away unscathed. Will Layla make room for a new star in her life or will she think he’s only playing games? ******************************** Author’s note: I typically write fantasy novels, in particular BL. This book is an earlier attempt of mine at contemporary romance. Please be forewarned. There will be a lot of sex in this book, and some swearing, too. Definitely not for the easily offended. When complete, this is intended to be a collection of four volumes, one focused on each of the band members (with the possibility of a m/m/f throuple in the last volume for those of you who aren’t faint of heart). As I am working on two books simultaneously, for this one, I will post updates 2-3 days a week. Please consider adding to your collections! Also, this author LOVES to communicate with readers, so please leave all the messages if you are so inclined. If I receive enough collections/power stones, I will increase to four chapters per week. Please read on for a (slightly) steamy excerpt from vol. 1 to whet your appetite! ******************************** "You know what I think? I think you wanted me to be that guy. You wanted to be able to go back to your life and say that I was the one who used you." He slid his hand behind her head, wrapping his fingers around the base of her ponytail, and tilting her head back. She gasped again, but the sound was cut off when he covered her mouth with his. He wasn't gentle. He took what he wanted from her, with his tongue, his lips, wringing a whimper from her throat that betrayed her lust for him. Proving that everything he'd just said was true. He pulled back with a smirk. "I thought so. You want me to use you, don't you? You need an excuse, right?" "Derek, I..." He backed her up toward the piano, his movements full of intent. Every nerve in her body on fire with a need to be touched by this man. Just one more time. Just one more time and maybe she'd have enough of him. Maybe, finally then he'd realize he had enough of her. "No. I'm done with trying to talk to you. That's never been what you really wanted. It took me awhile, but I finally see that." His jaw ticked. "I'll be your excuse. I'm fine with that." Her back hit the edge of the piano near the keyboard. Derek pushed the bench out of the way with a booted foot and stood before her, pinning her against the dark brown wood. He was so close, she had to arch her back to look up at him. "You don't know what I want." Her voice came out all husky, and he smirked again.

Two years after her mother died, Darlene received a letter telling her to help her dad, Kenneth Oliveros, to fall in love again. Ang instruction ng kanyang mommy, find Samantha de Vera, ang high school best friend ni Kenneth at first love nito. Sa tulong ng mga kaibigan ng kanyang mga magulang at pati na rin ng 'divine intervension' ay nagawang matagpuan ni Darlene si Samantha de Vera. Nagawa rin niyang magkalapit ulit si Sam at Kenneth sa isa't isa. Pero, paano ba niya magagawang maibalik ang dating nararamdaman ni Kenneth kay Sam gayong hindi naman alam ng daddy niya na ang best friend ang first love nito? At ang isa pang problema, may boyfriend na si Samantha at hindi ito basta-basta papayag lang na pakawalan ito at ibigay ng ganun-ganun na lang kay Kenneth. Kahit pa nga mapatunayan nito na si Kenneth din ang mahal ni Sam. Magawa pa kaya ni Darlene ang misyong itinalaga sa kanya ng kanyang ina?