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Life was already hard on Regina and when she assumed she finally found her happiness in Jason, fate arrived with another twist that changed her life forever. Betrayed. Ruined. Kidnapped. Sold. Regina is forced into a world of terror and darkness. Captive and alone, with no one to trust, no lover, no faith, and no future. ___________ Paul is the darkness and terror himself. He is a man shrouded in mysteries and secrets thriving in darkness. His monotonous life took a turn when his path crosses captivating and fascinating Regina. Years after when he saw her again, she was no longer the Regina he had seen in that nightclub. She was broken, slave to someone, waiting to be bought in an auction. Sold as a sex slave to Paul, Regina is bound to Paul with a contract. But every contract has an expiry date. Will Paul be able to let go of Regina when the obligation in the contract is fulfilled, especially after she awakens some feelings that he never knew existed within him.? Will Regina forget her betrayal, her suffering, as she started falling in love with Paul? Will she let go of her determination for revenge, just to stay with the man she calls Master? Note - Please share and support for more chapters per week. ____________ For getting in touch with the author and some new stuff and updates: Instagram - Author_Madym

Junrey Dela Cruz was a completely ordinary twenty-one-year-old living in a cramped ₱2,500-a-month apartment in Quezon City, enduring the grueling, high-stress night shifts of a Manila call center just to pay his rent. He believed his life was a dead-end routine of bad coffee and irate customers. All of that shatters when his dormant neurological stress unlocks a hidden directory in his mind, revealing the Mother System Source Core—the ultimate foundational engine of reality. ​Alongside this revelation comes Elena, a vibrant, witty digital Guardian compiled directly from the root core to guide him. Suddenly, Junrey isn't just an agent; he is a Level 70 Sovereign Dominant, wielding a mythical weapon called the Unbound Root-Iron Dao and a pristine boxing Peek-a-Boo foundation.

Rina Saeki is a beautiful, yet thoroughly burned out office worker. Toiling away at a job she hates for a boss who seems to despise her, she's been ground down over the years to the point where she finds it hard to enjoy *anything*. Even the clear affection of an adorable co-worker can't break through to her, she's far too tired to even *think* about a committed relationship. Eager to break out of the malaise of corporate life, Rina risks it all on a dubious succubus summoning ritual. She's fully aware that it likely won't work, but she can't find it in her to care, it's the first thing she's been excited about in years. When the ritual, against all odds, actually works, Rina's terrified of what the haughty, disinterested succubus she summons might do to her. Still, the two find unexpected common ground, and after a night of fun together, they agree to live by each other's side. This comes at a cost, however, and Rina finds herself transformed into a succubus, and bound to Haqua forevermore. Now dealing with an altered body and crumbling inhibitions, Rina's determined to make this life far more exciting than the one she's led up until now, and finds herself immersed in pleasure she never imagined possible, all with a *very* loving succubus by her side.

Prakash got an early leave from his job, and he decided to give a surprise to his wife. But, when he reached home, he was the one who got a surprise. He saw his wife sleeping with someone else, confessing that his two kids are not his, but someone else. In his grief, he ended up dying, or so he thought. He met a girl who gave him the option to take revenge and live his next life happily. He would have never thought this will send him onto a journey that he would have never expected. Meeting girls, single or married, you all are going to become part of my Devil's Collar. Hahaha

In a world where bloodline is everything, a girl with violet eyes wakes up with a number where her name should be. No memory. A collar with something sleeping inside it. And whatever that something is, the wrong people are already looking. She doesn't know who she was. She doesn't know what she is now but the world is starting to notice and it was never kind to things it couldn't explain. Discover her past alongside her. Every answer uncovers something worse underneath it. Every threat is bigger than the last and the closer she gets to the truth of herself, the more dangerous that truth becomes. What To Expect: Female Lead No Romance Protagonist Weak To Strong (Earned) Survival Fantasy Near-Death Experiences Dark Fantasy / Action Psychological Horror Rising Threat Betrayal and Loss War Fantasy Political / Kingdom Drama Progression Fantasy Character Development / Emotional The protagonist doesn't explain herself, neither does the story and that's intentional. The first chapter drops you in the middle of something already in motion. No hand-holding, no exposition dump, no friendly narrator easing you in. Nobody is explained to you. The world reveals itself through what characters notice and how they react. Pay attention to small details, I don't put things in without reason. Nothing in this story is decoration, no filler chapters. If you need constant action and power upgrades to stay interested, this one will lose you early and that's okay. Enjoy reading!

Fanfic based on White Collar world

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‎A boy wakes up in a cellar. No name. No memory. Only a collar around his neck and blood on his head. Nineteen other children stand around him, eyes shut, silent, like statues arranged by someone else's hand. ‎That night, a voice answers inside his mind. ‎ ‎"Axiom. System designation. Active." ‎ ‎Axiom gives him knowledge, not comfort. A floor plan. A choice. A way out. He takes it, and by morning, he is gone from the mansion, alone in a forest built to kill the people who enter it. ‎ ‎He learns fast, because the forest does not wait. He hunts. He builds. He breathes in a fixed pattern, over and over, chasing a strength called Qi. Axiom gives him functions, tools, and cold, useful silence whenever he asks for more than it wants to give. ‎ ‎"Why won't you answer me?" he asks once. ‎ ‎Axiom does not reply. It never explains itself. It only gives what it decides he needs. ‎ ‎Then one memory returns, and it is not Axiom's. ‎ ‎A room. A lamp. A voice, warm and sure. "You have it. The talent. I don't say that to everyone." ‎ ‎He does not know who spoke those words. He does not know why the memory came back on its own, with no pressure behind his eyes, no cold certainty. For the first time since the cellar, something about him did not come from Axiom. ‎ ‎Years pass inside a place where time does not move the same way. He fights. He dies, again and again, in a space where death costs him nothing but memory. He grows stronger, stage by stage, but every answer only brings more questions. Who built Axiom. Why him. Who was he before the collar. ‎ ‎He has not forgotten the nineteen children either. He left them standing in the dark, and the promise he made them stays with him, quiet but constant, the same way the memory does. ‎ ‎His goal is simple to say and hard to reach: find out who he was, and go back for what he left behind. --- Hi! I have so many plans for this the more I have harder for me to put it all. This story is going to be on hiatus for a few days. ‎

The day I found out Alistair was cursed by a Rogue, I was in the middle of planning our bonding ceremony. He remembered everyone in the Pack. The curse was surgical, making him forget only me—the she-wolf fated to be his. I tried everything to break through, to awaken his memories. But he met me with nothing but hatred. He let another she-wolf, Rowena Croft, systematically destroy my life. She slaughtered my moon hound, caused the miscarriage of our pup, and convinced Alistair to banish me from the Pack when I was at my most vulnerable. Just as I was building a new life, the past finally behind me, the curse shattered. He tracked me down, a frantic, desperate mess, to confess that he remembered everything. I gazed at the remorseful Alpha before me and simply asked, "Who are you?"

After accidentally falling off a cliff, Faye Yardley finds herself transmigrated into a male-oriented sea survival novel she had read. Not wanting to become the cannon fodder character who shares her name, and determined to ensure her brother survives, she resolves to clear this sea survival game and leave the game world alive.