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Dahlia Nicholson and Dustin Rhys had been married for three years. After Dahlia’s meteoric rise to success, she abandons the useless dead weight that’s Dustin, proposing divorce. Unbeknownst to her, everything she had ever achieved was only because of him. An Understated Dominance

I worked diligently in the entertainment industry but never got famous. Instead, I went viral for writing fanfiction about the top-tier movie star. Because netizens discovered that no matter which story of mine it was, he was always the one being tormented. They asked if I had ever been hurt by him. Hurt by him is an understatement! Because of this childhood friend, I was always the runner-up. I won a municipal award, he won a provincial award; I took the State English Exam, he took the IELTS. Now, even in the entertainment industry, he's doing better than me! But I never expected that when I opened Weibo the next day, the netizens went wild, and so did I. Rhys Pierce tagged me directly: Yeah, I'm indeed 7 inches.

Rhys, a wizard of the dead, his friend of the past, and his loyal subjects. Betrayal and tragedy. It all begins and ends on a bright night.

That day the world changed. Monsters appeared . Humans started disappearing and the world got sucked by void.

Every year, hundreds of soldiers march into the Veil— a perfect wall of darkness that devours sound, sight, and men. Commander Rhyne is one of the few who always returns. Her blades shine, her armor stays clean, and her warrior’s calm keeps the army standing when the monsters tear through their ranks. But even she cannot ignore the truth: every violite stone harvested from the beasts costs dozens of lives, and the capital demands more each day. Commander Syric, her equal in rank and opposite in temperament, carries those losses like ghosts. The Veil is killing his soldiers faster than he can bury them, and the silence after each campaign grows heavier. When a catastrophic mission leaves their forces shattered, Rhyne and Syric must confront a brutal reality: The Veil is changing. The beasts are evolving. And the capital is lying. In a war built on sacrifice, trust becomes a weapon—and the bond between the two commanders may be the only thing that keeps their world from collapsing into darkness. But the Veil hungers. And it is no longer content with soldiers.

Hemilia Gran is a student in Hevialia Academy, it's a magical academy where only supernatural people studies there. She is pursuing her dream to become the first female physician in Rosla. Prince Rhyker Danker, is an intelligent man who changed the country, he was the perfect human which every woman wants. Looks, intelligence, personality, everything that is perfect, he owned that. What will happens when she will meet the fourth Prince of Rosla? "Hemilia." He breathed out, his husky voice that hypnotized me everytime. "Prince Rhyker, you know well that we can't be together." I said sternly, the society and his entourage were judging us because he is the perfect man in Rosla while I'm just a student who is only going to be a physician. "Do you think I care about that?" He asked, he rubbed my moist lips with his finger, pushing his finger in my mouth. "Do you think I care about them?" He asked harshly, pushing his finger down on my throat. He slammed me against the wall and pushed another finger in my mouth. "I don't fucking care about them, I only care about you." He scowled and let go of my mouth, I gasped and tried to breathe but then he smashed his lips against me. Kissing me aggressively. He was the prince, he could take any beautiful woman he wants but instead, he marked me as his. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AND CURSING WORDS.

Living with an anxiety disorder(Mind phobia) wasn't easy for Kim Jung Soo who was a CEO of a furniture company but every time he heard a certain sound of music, the CEO felt at ease and was determined to find the source of that music to cure his disorder. This went on until Kim Jung Soo meets Gil-O Soi who tend to be clumsy and annoying but born with talent of music and ability to feel a boy's fear but uncertain of who that boy could be.

--- **Synopsis:** In the bustling metropolis of Urbantia, where the pulse of hip-hop reverberates through the streets, emerges a young lyricist known as ShadowVerse. Renowned for his electrifying performances and unparalleled rhyme schemes, ShadowVerse commands attention with every word he spits. Yet, ShadowVerse is more than a rapper; he harbors a secret lineage steeped in ancient mysticism. Descended from a line of arcane poets, he discovers his words hold the power to shape reality itself. Embracing this newfound ability, ShadowVerse embarks on a journey of self-discovery and adventure, navigating the dual worlds of urban culture and mystical realms. Guided by mentors who understand the delicate balance between hip-hop and magic, ShadowVerse learns to harness his abilities while facing formidable challenges. From battling rival emcees in rap cyphers to unraveling the secrets of his ancestry, ShadowVerse must master both the art of rhyme and the art of magic to protect his city and uncover the truth about his heritage. As ShadowVerse's fame rises in the underground scene, so too does his reputation among the hidden circles of mystics and sorcerers. With each verse he crafts, he uncovers more about his lineage and the ancient prophecies that foretell of a chosen one who will unite the realms of hip-hop and magic. But as dark forces gather, drawn by envy and a thirst for power, ShadowVerse faces his greatest challenge yet—balancing his responsibilities as a guardian and a performer, all while staying true to himself and his unique blend of urban swagger and mystical prowess. "RhymeFlow" is a tale of rhythm and resonance, of magic and mastery, where the power of words transcends realms and transforms destinies. Join ShadowVerse on an unforgettable journey through the streets of Urbantia and beyond, where every rhyme is a spell waiting to be cast, and every beat is a heartbeat of adventure.

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.