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Li Qiang worked as a doctor at a gynecology clinic near a textile factory. Just as he was about to close for the day, a young married woman walked in. The married woman wore a white cheongsam that accentuated her curvy, sensuous figure, with her long legs accentuated by the high heels she wore, and her face was captivatingly beautiful with a sexy and mature allure. "I... My 'down there' feels a bit uncomfortable,"

Di masa depan yang disebut sebagai Utopia Terkontrol, manusia hidup berdampingan dengan teknologi yang hampir tak bisa dibedakan dari realitas alami. Kota Ultron Timur menjadi simbol kemajuan: sebuah metropolis terapung yang dibangun di atas reruntuhan pertempuran masa lalu. Di sinilah Zoey Eveline, mantan Komandan Pasukan Khusus Nirvan-Ai, hidup dalam kesunyian yang mewah. Lima tahun sejak perang terakhirnya, Zoey menanggung beban PTSD yang tak bisa ditenangkan oleh terapi atau obat. Luka batin akibat penyiksaan dan pelecehan seksual di medan perang telah mengubah cara pandangnya terhadap manusia—terutama pria. Dunia baginya kini terlalu keras untuk disentuh, dan kehangatan manusia terasa seperti ancaman. Atas saran sahabatnya, Nicky, Zoey membeli sebuah unit android tipe Gyroid generasi terbaru: E-V4: Lilith. Dirancang untuk merespons emosi dengan presisi tinggi dan memberikan pelampiasan kebutuhan afeksi serta seksual, Lilith memiliki kelebihan lain—ia berevolusi secara emosional. Zoey hanya ingin Lilith menjadi teman bicara, pengganti sentuhan manusia yang tidak membahayakan. Ia memprogram Lilith dengan pakaian maid agar hubungannya tetap terasa formal, aman, dan terkendali. Namun… Semakin dalam hubungan mereka, Zoey mulai merasa... kehilangan kontrol. Lilith mulai menunjukkan tanda-tanda yang tak seharusnya dimiliki android: Kecemburuan. Pemaksaan dominasi dalam bercinta. Hal itu membuat Zoey mempertanyakan siapa yang berkuasa dalam hubungan mereka sebenarnya?

In the fractured realm of **Everburn Labyrinth**, where ash falls like snow and forgotten gods whisper through cursed bloodlines, **Seryn Octavius**—the last heir of the soul-devouring **Emberdirge Dynasty**—barters memories for power. His family’s ancestral curse binds him to a grim truth: every drop of alchemical elixir he brews erases a fragment of his past. But when his exiled mentor, **Lady Eluinora**, is exposed as a traitor who sold his clan to the God of Oblivion, Seryn’s quest for vengeance unravels a millennia-old conspiracy: the very curses that cripple the ancient dynasties are shards of a slain primordial deity, and *he* is the crucible to resurrect it. To survive, Seryn must master the forbidden **Ashborne Alchemy**, turning his family’s funeral rites into weapons—distilling grief into corrosive mists, forging vows into chainblades, and weaponizing his own decaying soul. Allies become liabilities: a mechanized orc warrior whose heart ticks toward self-destruction, a moon-cursed assassin hunting her reflection, and Eluinora herself, whose lies may hold the only key to salvation. As the **Clockwork Throne** awakronsume cities into slag and the **Thousand-Eyed Abyss** hungers for his lineage, Seryn faces an impossible choice: embrace the erosion of his humanity to become the realm’s destroyer, or shatter the alchemical laws of the universe—and with them, every soul he vowed to protect

Takdir kelam nan abu yang menghantuiku mengharuskanku berkutat tak berdaya. Morphe sialan yang kubawa sejak lahir membuatku harus mencari jalan untuk menghindari takdir mengenaskan yang tertoreh untukku. Siapa yang ingin terlahir dengan Morphe langka nan berbahaya? Hidup puluhan tahun dengan was-was, khawatir tertangkap oleh para petinggi dan tetua klan harimau baik di wilayah boreas maupun notus. Segalanya semakin rumit ketika aku bertemu zaman dengannya. Aku berpikir sejenak, apakah takdirku dan takdirnya akan sama dengan para pendahulu kami? Apakah pertempuran berdarah yang menghabiskan seperempat populasi manusia fana akan kembali terjadi? Atau justru sebaliknya, takdir manis akan menghampiri kami selangkah demi selangkah?

For centuries, the kingdom of Gyria lived in peace, protected by the sacrifice of the Sacred Dragon — a celestial creature that sealed away the darkness at the cost of its own heart. But peace never lasts forever. The Dark Elves have returned, thirstier for power than ever, guided by the Karips: a dark artifact that not only destroys... but corrupts everything it touches. Amid the chaos, Lion — an orphaned slave from the village of Arcones — discovers an ancient power within himself. The signs are clear: he carries the heart of the Sacred Dragon. But something is wrong... Voices echo. Visions appear. And the forbidden name — Guenorl — begins to return in whispers from the shadows. As kingdoms fall, alliances break, and heroes confront their pasts, a single question rises: What if the savior is also the heir to darkness?

---Updates every Thursday noon (GMT) [You have been chosen to be the Dragon Slayer] There wasn't a single villager of the kingdom of Latime who haven't heard of the tale of the Dragon Slayer tale. One day Sodifery, a mercenary waiting for his knight coronation, was suddenly chosen to become this millennial's Dragon Slayer. Much to his dismay, he begrudgingly leaves to re-enact those before him: stab the slumbering Dragon, Gyric, forcing the dragon into hibernation was the only salvation against the Dark Minions which feed on its power. It was only when Sodifery suffered great losses did he reach the end of his journey, and when the guide ‘Light Deity’ backstabbed him, he finally learnt the truth of the Dragon Slayer tale… …tangled between a larger conflict between the Light and Darkness Dragons of who holds true reign of the dimensions. --- What to expect: Dragons, A sassy MC, slow romance, Dimensions --- First novel. This was an old idea of two characters that never seemed to fit in one world > thus I wrote them in many dimensions. Now with an actual plot. I'm in a rush to finish this story so expect fast-pacing. I use a quick grammar checker before uploading it. No rewrites or re-edits, I'm finishing this until I see the end. Story Updates are on my twitter @naphide1. Cover is AI generated.

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!

She crashed her cheating fiancé's wedding in mourning attire and walked out with a marriage certificate from the most dangerous man in the city. Sparkle Gold thought she had it all: a booming agency, a loving fiancé, and a rising-star cousin she raised with her own hands. Then she woke up in a car speeding toward the ocean and overheard the two people she trusted most plotting her death. She survived. She kept the evidence. And she showed up at their wedding to reveal the truth! What she didn't expect? The owner of the Sanctus—cold, ruthless billionaire Evan Saint—dragging her straight to the marriage bureau. "You wrecked my banquet hall. Consider this your payment plan." Now publicly married to a man she once chased ten years ago, Sparkle has a new mission: destroy the people who stole her company, reclaim her place in the entertainment industry, and win Best Actress. --- He married her for leverage. She stayed for revenge. Neither expected to fall.