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STATUS : COMPLETED [WARNING: HEAVY MATURE CONTENTS AND SLOW BURN] Suzy, a 21st century real estate agent woman, finds herself inexplicably transported to a ruthless noble family in a bygone era. Thrust into the role of the ostracized Cassandra, Suzy grapples with navigating courtly intrigue and a loveless arranged marriage to a cold, by the book, calculating Duke, Ryan. As a mysterious figure surfaces, threatening the kingdom, Ryan is tasked on investigating the happenings around. Suzy uncovers a web of secrets that challenge everything she thought she knew about Cassandra. Can they solve the historical puzzle while facing their growing feelings for each other (the Duke who is already becoming head over heels for her) in a world determined to keep them apart? Dive into this captivating slow-burn romance woven with historical intrigue and suspenseful mystery. [SPOILER: He fell first, fell harder, fell madder and she fell later.] You can also read my other works: • 100 Days To Kill The Prince • Reborn: The Duke’s Obsession This is my first novel. please pardon any errors you might come across

Yvienna Keith Mendoza is fierce, bold, and untouchable—she thrives on control, wit, and never backing down. She’s always believed she had her life figured out… until a charming man and a string of dangerous events turn her world upside down. Shadows from her past are creeping closer, and secrets she never knew existed threaten to unravel everything she’s built. As danger and desire collide, Yvienna must choose: protect the life she knows… or risk it all to uncover a truth that could change everything.

CORRECTION: The Naked Sword Book One Kairo Shen dies on a bathroom floor in Osaka at twenty-six. No light, no warning. He wakes up naked in a forest that has no name for him, in a world that has never heard of him, with nothing but the clothes a stranger lends him and a mind that cannot stop mapping what it sees. What he sees is a system. A levy that bleeds villages dry by design. Stewards who walk through doors like they own them. A lord who eats well while old men stop tending their gardens. He has no magic. No sword. No destiny handed to him by anyone. What he has is the ability to read a broken thing and understand exactly where the rot started. And the patience to build, from nothing, the tools to correct it. Book One follows Kairo's first year. From a forest floor to a village to a garrison to a battlefield. From nobody to Shield Warden. From a man who woke up with nothing to a man who knows what he is building and why it is going to take much longer than he wants it to.

Kath Silvenia has five siblings who keep on ruining the date of their older sisters with her suitors. Right after they moved places, Kath met a guy named Daniel Elizalde, who admires and had planned on courting her. Kath just wants peace with her life and just wants to be loved, not just her but her whole family -- especially her five sweet bratty siblings. Now, will Daniel ever accept Kath's five sweet bratty siblings when his life is in danger? Will Kath choose her family over love? Will Kath's siblings ever change?

Good and Evil, Saint and Devil, Light and Darkness. Why completely base someone with one of those words alone? Why can't a person be both at the same time? No one is completely perfect after all. Claret, a name with unsurpassed legend resound throughout the entire land of Edhel bringing forth both reverence and dread to the entire races that reside in that world. A person who has saved countless lives that she has been called a Saint and at the same time a person who has been called a harbinger of chaos and destruction that she has been called a Devil. A Heretic Person that completely defies the common sense and millennium of beliefs of the entire races in the Land of Edhel. Despite having been called with numerous names and titles her whole life living in a Different World, there is one thing that Claret can entirely accept when it comes to herself, and that is, she is a person who has miraculously survive while accidentally coming from Different World. . "I am a bit late... but I am here now." A small delicate hand covered with blood extended and grasp the shaky larger hand of the severely injured person sitting on the ground before her. And with that one simple move alone, an overwhelming warmth and affections swell up greatly inside of him. "Umm..:" . As a heart-wrenching pain echoing out loudly at the empty space, the rampaging young woman has distinctly felt when a warm arm has suddenly wrapped up all around her body causing her unstable mind that has been screaming with sadness to become more conscious. "You are not alone... I am here..." At this moment, as her entire being is basking on his presence that is hugging her from behind, Claret perfectly knew that in this entire world, she is not alone. Warning: Violence, Death, Tragedy, Mature Contents This will become a Dark Fantasy Theme Slow Pace at the start~ LoveableChubby#1263 - Come Chat With Me :) https://discord.gg/2XXK28V - Please Be a Member? First Time making a Server hahah Commission the Book Cover to Lufi_ays https://www.instagram.com/lufi_ays/ https://twitter.com/lufi_ays

Please note: It has been brought to my attention that the controversial, mature and explicit content within has made this story ineligible to be a contest entry for the Webnovel Spirity Awards 2023. This horror story is now on hiatus until further notice. Thank you for your time, patience, and understanding while I pursue alternate platforms for publishing. Love you! (^_^') ***** Mature & Explicit Content: Harper and Clyde find their paradisial dreams shifting into a suspenseful nightmare when the hopes of a happy life gets shredded by the mundanity of adulthood breathing down their necks. Stressed to their wits' end with college and work, can newlyweds struggling to keep control over their emotions work together as the people they come in contact with manage to die mysteriously?

Just another fantasy story of a nineteen-year old girl, whom went to a magical world. Meet Natalia Melville, also known as Princess Lenria Von Acraige, of Luthanian Empire. Natalia Melville, thought that she was dreaming. When in fact, she wasn't. Meeting strangers in the world full of unknown to her. To a world where she thought that magic really does exist. And, to a world where she also discover love. "Princess Lenria, I swore to protect you."

One shot/slice of life/ Mature,spicy, explicit moment between Xavier and Starlight.

I watched him dance on the floor, move sensually against those hungry bodies. He loved having the attention on him, he loved the whole club watching him wiggle. I was still watching him, but this time he was with a group of three men. He was in the lap of one of them and laughing as he looked at the others. They looked at them innocently saying dirty things. He was asking if her lips were to their liking as he pouted, making them stand out. He knew the effect he was having on these people. Yet another group of men. He was biting his lip as he looked at several of them and kissed the neck of the one he was sitting on. Looking one of the men on the table in the eye, he passionately kissed the one he was sitting on and even began to grind on him. A woman this time, she was alone. She had her hand on the black haired boy's butt cheeks and was touching his hair, he seemed to like it a lot, just as much as the praise. He loved it, it always made him smile, like he had won something. He began to eat a lollipop looking her in the eye, he was really eager to have something similar in his butt. It was for these different reasons that Hwang Hyunjin was called The World's Biggest Slut.

I was born to be Alpha Jaxon Eldridge's fated mate. Yet he branded me "unstable." He said emotion was a defect. A weakness to be eradicated. Especially for an Alpha's mate. On the day our bond was confirmed, he clasped his latest invention onto my wrist: the "Mate Bond Stabilizer," a metal cuff that clung to my skin like a second shadow. At the slightest flicker of emotion, the cuff would flash red. Then, Jaxon would inject me with a wolfsbane-silver compound, "correcting" my "flaw" with the searing pain of my inner wolf being set ablaze. But Briar, the woman always glued to his side, wore a cuff that glowed a steady, unwavering green—the symbol of a perfect match. Even when she contradicted him in public, the green would only pulse gently. And me? All I had to do was whisper, "Jaxon, I painted something new, I wanted to show you," and my cuff would erupt in a blinding red glare. The punishment was always the same: excruciating pain as the toxin seared through my veins. I used to argue. But Jaxon's response was always the same. "The data doesn't lie. Pain is the best teacher. This is all for the good of our bond." After thousands of these injections, I started to believe him. I started to believe that I was the one who was broken—born to be out of control. On the night of the pack's annual Sovereign's Gala, Jaxon was taking Briar as his date. Earlier that day, I'd lost myself in a painting, pouring too much of my heart onto the canvas, and my cuff had flared red. He began the punishment. But this time, the cuff malfunctioned, delivering a dose a thousand times stronger than usual directly into my veins. I collapsed onto the carpet, begging, "Jaxon, the cuff... it hurts... help me." My cuff was flashing a frantic red. Jaxon just glanced down at me, drenched in a cold sweat, and pressed the button for the maximum dose. "So desperate for attention that you lose control this easily? You're pathetic." He turned, taking Briar with him, and slammed the door shut. Jaxon must be right. The cuff is red. It can't hurt that much, can it? I'm just making a scene again. Desperate for sympathy. I'm sorry, Jaxon. In the next life, I promise I'll be the perfect mate you desire.