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Warning - Dark romance. Age-gap romance. Werewolf bond. Emotional obsession. 18+ Elara Romano’s world crumbles the day her father dies, leaving behind one final wish: she must live under the protection of his oldest friend—Alessandro De Luca, the ruthless Alpha of Regina’s most powerful werewolf pack. Thirty-eight, cold, and untouchable, Alessandro had long promised her father he would protect Elara… but never imagined the pull of a bond he could not resist. In the shadows of the grand De Luca estate, rules are set, boundaries tested, and a mate bond awakens—one that neither Elara nor Alessandro can ignore. As whispers of danger, betrayal, and jealous rivals stir through the city, every stolen glance, every denied touch, and every secret shared brings them closer… and further into darkness. Between promises kept and desires forbidden, Alessandro and Elara must navigate a world where love is a curse, protection is a chain, and claiming what is theirs could destroy them both. release rate : 4 guaranteed chapter daily upload Support goals: 90 power stone in a week = +1 bonus chapter on Sunday. 10 golden ticket in a week = +3 bonus chapter on Saturday

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Fantasy, High Fantasy, Epic Fantasy, Young Adult, Coming-of-Age, Duality, Healing, Balance, Destiny, Self-Discovery, Magic, Nature, Soul Familiars, Female Protagonist, Worldbuilding

In a world where knowledge is etched in living ink and shadows whisper secrets of forgotten power, Elara stumbles upon an ancient book—one that doesn’t just contain mysteries but seems to possess a will of its own. Hunted by unseen forces, she is thrust into a desperate escape, crossing a gateway into a realm where darkness is more than an absence of light—it is a trial, a force, and perhaps, a destiny.

For centuries, the people of Nytheris have been trapped in a cycle of regression, immortal, yet never free. When King Orion of Nytheris dies without returning, his granddaughter Elara Nytheris Veyldan must navigate on how her grandfather achieved a full death without regressing back. Nine lives. Nine deaths. Nine betrayals by those she once loved, her father, her fiancé, her own family. But in her tenth life, everything changes. Her father, Duke Caelum Veyldan, dreams of her deaths, his guilt cracking open fragments of past lives. Her former fiancé, Crown Prince Adrienne Aurelthar, is haunted by visions of the girl he once ruined. Even the very curse begins to unravel, the silver sigil on Elara's wrist fading with every act of acceptance rather than resistance. When Kaelion Veyrath of Aetherion, a demi-god prince carrying the essence of the Moon's light, appears, the truth surfaces: "Nytheris' immortality was never a gift. It was a prison born from her grandfather's desperate pact with The Eclipser, the deity of oblivion. The endless cycles of pain are the price of that broken deal." To break it, Elara must do the unthinkable: stop seeking love, stop feeding the curse with longing, and let go of the pain that binds her soul. To break the curse, Elara must let go of the love, pain, and longing that have chained her for centuries-and forgive a world that never deserved her. Because freedom doesn't come from vengeance. It comes from release.

Introduction Rain had always been part of Silver Hollow. It fell in endless sheets over the towering pines, whispered through the moss-covered forest, and wrapped the mountain town in a veil of mystery. To outsiders, it was simply another quiet town hidden in the Pacific Northwest. But beneath the mist and ancient trees, Silver Hollow guarded secrets older than memory—secrets written in blood, moonlight, and forgotten promises. Elara Voss had spent most of her life believing she was ordinary. At twenty-six, she lived alone in a weathered cabin at the edge of the forest, earning a modest living as a wildlife photographer. The wilderness was her sanctuary, the camera her closest companion. She preferred the silence of the woods to the noise of people, carrying scars from a childhood filled with unanswered questions. Her mother had vanished without a trace when Elara was only eight years old, leaving behind nothing but an old journal filled with strange symbols, sketches of wolves, and warnings that never made sense. For years, Elara convinced herself those pages were nothing more than the desperate writings of a troubled woman. She was wrong. Everything changed on a single evening beneath a crimson sunset. While photographing the fading light high along a forest ridge, Elara saw a wolf unlike anything she had ever encountered. It was enormous, its silver-gray coat glowing beneath the dying sun, its golden eyes filled with impossible intelligence. For one unforgettable heartbeat, the creature stared directly into her soul through the lens of her camera. Then it disappeared. The photograph remained, but so did something else—a feeling that she had awakened something ancient. Soon, strange things began to happen. Her senses sharpened beyond human limits. Her old shoulder scar burned beneath every full moon. Dreams of wolves, forgotten battles, and voices calling her name haunted her nights. The impossible slowly became undeniable. Hidden beneath Silver Hollow was a world that had existed for centuries. Powerful werewolf packs ruled from the shadows, bound by sacred laws and ancient rivalries. Hunters armed with silver waited for the perfect opportunity to wipe them out, while dark forces prepared for a war that threatened both humans and wolves alike. At the center of every prophecy stood one name—a woman born of two worlds, destined to either unite the fractured packs or plunge them into endless darkness. That woman was Elara Voss. Unaware of the extraordinary blood flowing through her veins, Elara is thrust into a dangerous journey where every choice carries devastating consequences. As forgotten truths come to light, she must decide who deserves her trust in a world where betrayal wears familiar faces and monsters often look human. Amid fierce battles, ancient magic, and deadly secrets, Elara discovers that courage is not the absence of fear but the strength to face it. To protect those she loves, she must embrace the wolf within, confront a destiny written long before her birth, and uncover the truth about the mother who disappeared years ago. Some legends begin with heroes. Others begin with survivors. This is the story of a woman who must become both.

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?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"

Bai Zhi transmigrated into a novel. The good news? She’s bound to a Godly Rich System. The bad news? She’s the story’s wicked, unforgivable villainess. Right in front of her lies her incomparably handsome Beast Husband—covered in scars from her abuse, just choked unconscious by her own hands. And the system’s mission? Spend money on her five Beast Husbands. Bai Zhi can only smile bitterly. Every one of them wants her dead—and honestly, who could blame them? The original owner committed far too many atrocities. With no other choice, Bai Zhi relies on the Godly Rich System, throwing money at them in hopes of soothing their anger. The charming Fox Clan Beast Husband likes rare gems? Buy, buy, buy! The dependable Wolf Clan Beast Husband, the beauty-obsessed Winged Beast Husband, the Tiger Clan Beast Husband, and the cunning Snake Clan Beast Husband—whatever they want… buy it all! Only when their long-stagnant Superpower Levels begin to skyrocket does Bai Zhi finally get a moment of peace. …Or so she thought. Bai Zhi: “Hey, hey—stop crowding in! My bed is small; it can’t fit all of you!” Lang Qiu: “Hu Yan has already reached SSS-level. You can’t play favorites.” Yan Yichen: “You said you liked my feathers the most. I’ll let you touch them~” Sang Mo says nothing—only silently parading in front of her in sheer clothing.