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Enemies-to-Lovers With Bite (KIND OF) At Garrison Academy, power is everything—and Dominic Garrison owns it. As Alpha, king of the halls, and heir to a ruthless legacy, he doesn’t lose control. Not of his pack. Not of his reputation. And certainly not to a plus-size exchange student who refuses to fear him. Kendra Atchinson didn’t come to America looking for romance, destiny, or drama. She came to survive school, protect her friends, and go home untouched. But when fate declares her the Alpha’s mate after a single moment of contact, survival turns into open war. Insults turn into tension. Hate turns into obligation. And when Kendra is badly injured because of Dominic, the punishment is cruelly ironic—he must become her caretaker. Forced proximity, unresolved rage, and a bond neither of them wants slowly unravel the lines they’ve drawn. Because sometimes love doesn’t arrive gently. Sometimes it bites first.

She kept on running in the forest, running and running. The moon didn't show her mercy to show her the way in the dark as it didn't come out. Everywhere and everything was dark and the only things she could hear was the sound of fast footsteps which were hers and the creature behind her. She felt tired but she can't stop . Twigs had made different scratches and cuts on her body. Her dress which was a multicolored ankara with different patterns was now tattered. Her legs were coated with mud which had started to turn dry due to her running for a long time and some part of her toes had started to bleed since she wore no shoes. She doesn't know where she's coming from and where she's going. The only thing on her mind was to run, run away from what was after her. She should have listened to her grandmother about what happens when you don't listen to the great goddess, Yemoja. And now, she regrets it, every single second she wasted without doing the right thing.

Faced with moral choices, brutal encounters, and the reality that anyone could turn, the students must work together, think fast, and decide: hide, fight, or run. John and his group must navigate the campus, figure out what these infected are, how they work, and where—if anywhere—is still safe.

In a world where souls are weapons and silence can kill, three young warriors—Kaito, Rian, and Aira—must navigate deadly missions, unravel half-hidden truths, and face demons that strike both body and mind. But the real danger isn’t just the monsters they hunt… it’s the secrets buried in their own blood, the power they barely understand, and the cost of the silence they keep. One soul-touching battle at a time, they’ll discover that surviving isn’t enough—sometimes, it’s the quiet choices that shape destiny. Dark. Thrilling. Unforgiving.

For Lylylia Borgechaf, a filthy rich heiress and a hardcore horror novel addict, modern horror stories have become painfully predictable. Determined to prove that real horror still exists, she founds the most unhinged club at Elysian Academy: the Horror Research Club. Its only rule? GHOSTS ARE STRICTLY PROHIBITED FROM APPLYING. Unfortunately... the first three students who join are actual ghosts. To make matters worse, Lylylia mistakes every single one of them for awkward human teenagers. Between bizarre investigations, supernatural disasters, and chaotic club meetings, their strange friendship slowly begins to grow. Until the ghosts notice something terrifying. Every evening, the cheerful Lylylia returns to a mansion where her smile disappears completely. Because the true monsters were never the dead. They have always been waiting inside the Borgechaf estate. As the family's buried secrets begin resurfacing, the ghosts of Elysian Academy realize that protecting their oblivious club president may become the hardest investigation of their afterlives. For Lylylia, the dead are far warmer than the living.

Imagine: A stone-cold Russian billionaire heir—Viktor Mikhailov (picture: brooding, black turtlenecks, eyes like a winter storm)—gets his entire life nuked when a secret baby appears on his doorstep during a thunderstorm. The twist? - The mom’s a manipulative party-girl who drugged him to get pregnant (trauma). - Baby Misha is half-Korean, all cheeks, and already inherits his "I will end you" glare. - Viktor’s family? Literal villains. Think: evil stepmoms, icy patriarch, and a mansion full of backstabbers. Now he’s juggling: - Harvard poetry classes (his one soft spot), - Diaper explosions (Yuri, his himbo bodyguard/BFF, helps… sorta), - Mafia-level family drama (they want the baby gone). Vibes: - "John Wick but with baby wipes." - "Succession meets Masha and the bear." - Angst so thick you could drown in it… until Misha babbles and Viktor’s cold heart melts. Why you’ll cry: - Viktor whispering “I don’t deserve you" while sobbing into Misha’s curls. - Misha throwing mashed potatoes (Ah, I think it was yogurt? shii, I don't remember) at Anastasia’s $50k fur coat. - The jellyfish hair clips. Always the jellyfish clips. TL;DR: A man who’d never held a baby becomes DAD OF THE YEAR while fighting his psycho family, falling in love with his kid, and low-key redeeming his soul. Feat. Russian lullabies, baby fencing lessons, and emotional damage.

Reborn alongside her son, Chen Xiaobao, Chen Momo learns from the mistakes of her past life and starts a frantic hoarding spree. To survive, the mother-and-son duo each put their skills to use in the apocalypse. The lively little Chen Xiaobao quickly wins everyone's heart, and Chen Momo finds love of her own in the apocalypse too...

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.

Feng Qing, a top surgeon from the 21st century, wakes up in a body no one wants — married off to Rong Ling, the most powerful Regent in Dayan, a man who makes it abundantly clear: "Do you think you're worthy of marrying this king? Foolish." While he keeps his distance, she keeps herself busy, saving lives with medical knowledge centuries ahead of its time, collecting debts from those who wronged the original body's owner, and planning her exit strategy. Later, he became the New Emperor— "Qing Qing, from now on, you are my Empress." "Not interested."

How did Quinn find himself in this situation? Quinn had thought that everything had been terrible and awful before now, but after his doctor visit, things had only taken a turn for the worst. What he had thought was a simple, maybe aggressive cold, had turned out to be so much worse. Quinn had lived his whole life as a beta. He thought he was going to live, grow a family, and die a beta. He had no idea what had changed. Was it his heartbreak? The fact that he had longed to be loved properly by his best friend who was an alpha? He hoped that wasn’t the case, because this was the worst possible outcome that could happen. He would not, could not, baby trap anyone. Especially when he didn’t even know who the father of the child in his stomach was to begin with. One night of out of character fun had ruined his life, forever. How was he going to hide this? Could he even hide this? What happened when his friends started asking questions? What happened when he started showing? Was he going to have to quit his job? He hadn’t even gotten over his crush on his best friend, and now he was pregnant?! Everything was truly falling apart.