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In Indian mythology, the Three Aspects Deity suppressed the current age. Many Immortals cursed all the gods. Asuras, after millennia of arduous cultivation, would always attack the Heavenly Realm and beat up the Heavenly Emperor upon receiving a boon. "Arduous cultivation, receiving boons, beating up the Heavenly Emperor, why is Indian mythology always like this? I'm the one who gets beaten and suffers; I quit!" Indra, who had reincarnated as the Heavenly Emperor, was furious. And so... "Whoever loves being the Heavenly Emperor, be my guest; I'm not going to work!" Indra said. "Hey, hey, hey, the script isn't supposed to go like this," the Destroyer God Shiva said, full of question marks. "You've performed great meritorious deeds in the past. This position of the Heavenly Emperor is rightfully yours. If not, there will be chaos in the world!" the Protector God Vishnu said anxiously. "No, Heavenly Emperor, I'll give you a boon. Go quickly and beat up the Asura!" the Creator God Brahma spoke thus.

"You can't desire me, Ethan. I'm not good for you." "Are you denying the fire between us?" His voice was low, rough with restraint. "I want you, and you want me. Our wolves want each other. I may have hated your kind, but that won't stop me from claiming you right here and now. Strip." Being half human was something Lyra could never fully accept. To make matters worse, her fated mate is none other than Ethan—the ruthless werewolf feared as a beast. Some say her blood is the only thing that can keep him in check. Others whisper that her existence could change the destiny of all hybrids like her. Under the silver glow of the moon, desire and danger collide. When Ethan's fangs sink into her skin, their bond ignites a war neither of them could have imagined. In a world divided by blood and power, love might be the most dangerous instinct of all.

Romance, Comedy-drama. “Are you trying to resist my charm, sugarplum? ” he smirked and took a step close to her, cornering her near the staircase. “You are just too full of yourself, cupcake.” She said with a smug smile. “Oh, so you mean that you're not affected by all this hotness?” He said. She tsked and circled her hands around his neck and whispered. “Do you want me to be honest? You are really hot; as hot as smashed potato.” She smirked and pushed him and walked away with her head held high. Kitten has claws, eh! He thought to himself. Damien Ryder is a hot, arrogant, and ruthless business tycoon. He is nothing but pain is ass. But behind all this arrogance, there is a secret that Damien is hiding from everyone. A secret that is is painful at the same time his only healer. Vaidehi Aggarwal is a sweet girl next door, who lives with her big family in India. Sarcastic, Sweet, and clumsy Vaidehi is in a search of job and lands herself in New York, away from her family. What will happen when Ms. Sarcastic will stumble upon our hot arrogant Mr. Asshole? Romance will brew or they will strangle each other's neck? Cover credit- I don't own this cover. All the credit goes to the creator of this cover. ** Will be updated twice in week

BOOK 1 BOOK 2 SECRET's out ah *side note: No it's not just smut, it has a plot. The name has another meaning. You dirty-minded people! some scenes will be dark* *ongoing editing* Meet Wu Jie Tyna; the third-born daughter of Chaos darkness. Also known as lady darkness. During the ongoing chaos war, Tyna had experienced her first death and was later reborn in her second life, due to her failure as the 100th legion General. In that life, on Gai (sometimes Gaia), known as Earth to many, Tyna had lived the first six years of her life suffering, the latter half because she had - due to the fact of releasing her inner monster after a betray- Became something that took the life force from those who, 'died for her' in order to survive. Sadly one-night drunk, Tyna fell in the wharf and was therefore eaten by... Ah... Sharks. Third life: Wu Jie Tyna, had been transmigrated as an ah... A child. In a world newly populated by humans and other fantastical creatures, the world is harsh where if one is not powerful enough or at least has a backer strong enough death will welcome them with open arms. --- Tyna somewhat both lucky and Unlucky have heeded to the words her mother had bestowed the previous body's owner; In the world, people focus on something that to us was trivial. Of course, we live in society as those below us, but our circles? Our circles were small, we lived far above them, and treated these lowly ones nothing more than cannon fodder. Your beliefs? Who cares, Your system? Freedom? It was broken long before it was even created, all of you were nothing more to us than playthings. Haha haha, how stupid it is nothing more but an illusion for those high above us out of reach to be entertained. That was before in the greed of the top families we fell, we suffered and as if nature itself found our ways disgusting our hidden island was sunk and we had to leave our safe haven, to live among those... We had looked down upon.' 'if that is so mom, then we are different' 'of course, those from the east, said they were the motherland but we knew otherwise. Those who were our slaves are now our equal' 'we may have lost our home and have become outnumbered but it is fine, each family will marry their sons to the daughters.' 'the society is patriarch' 'it will not and have not affected the families, as long as our blood is not tainted then we shall continue to prosper in this barbaric society'. --- ongoing editing Original work no translation Please rate, comment, and vote thanks all

When Meryl Armand fell for her alluring, commanding stepbrother, Andre Dario, she gave him everything. Her body, her heart, and her first time were all his for the taking. But finding herself pregnant and discovering his engagement to another, she fled. Meryl disappeared into the night, carrying the secret of their child and the pieces of her broken trust. Now, seven years later, she’s a single mom cleaning hotel rooms, desperate to shield her past—and their son—from the possessive Alpha who ruined her. Then one night, he’s there. More powerful, more commanding, and darker than she ever imagined. And he’s decided she belongs to him again. This isn’t a negotiation. Andre demands total control. Her life. Her body. Their son. And this time, he isn’t asking for permission. She escaped him once. But now he knows the truth, and a hidden power is stirring in her own blood. He will destroy anyone who stands in his way, but the woman he’s come to claim is no longer the girl who ran.

“... Till death do us apart.” It was a love promise. Nicolás Moreno has lived his life under the shadows, he was a name whispered for his cruel ways and cold-heartedness, known for being a sadist whose only emotion was hate, his face was thought to be a reflection of his ugly heart. When one dinner changes everything for the gentle, kind Annalise Armillo, she finds herself in church the next day with a different identity and now to be married to the most loathsome person ever, and for a man who enjoys other people's misery, breaking a pure-hearted, sweet woman like Anna was going to give Nicolás all of the satisfaction he craved, the only thing he doesn't plan on is the innocent-looking woman's ability to arouse the dirtiest desires in him. “... Till death do us apart.” It was a threat.

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"Si... Sienna, you're drunk..." he rasps. "Nope." I smile. "I know exactly what I'm doing. And... I've always wanted this." "I've had a crush on you since forever... so I can never be wrong." I never expected that crashing at my best friend's family lake house while her parents were away would lead to something forbidden. Her father—the man I'd known all my life—became the center of a night I couldn't resist. The attraction between us ignited into a dangerous, consuming connection that left me trembling until dawn. I slipped away quietly in the morning, hoping to forget and avoid him entirely. But fate had other plans. Soon, I found him sitting across from me as my new boss. Every glance, every word carried an unspoken tension, a power struggle I couldn't escape. I tried to resist, but the pull between us was irresistible. In the privacy of my office, I indulged in the memory of that night, testing boundaries, surrendering to desire while he watched and controlled, reminding me who held the power. Eventually, the line between defiance and submission, punishment and reward, blurred. And just when I thought our secret was safe... his daughter walked in, shattering everything.

Secrets! Secrets! And many more secrets! This was something that everyone on the planet, rich or poor, had in common. This also applied to my family. As I grew older, I became more interested in delving deeper into trying to learn for myself what my parents were hiding from me. I had not imagined, however, that the farther I delved into the issue, the more questions I began to ask myself. I began to consider how heinous and horrifying all of these family secrets would appear to the public if they were ever revealed. And why was I tempted and curious in the first place? But what else could a normal son have done in such a situation? Should I have minded my own business? That was completely impossible. But, considering how things had evolved by the time everything became clear to me, I began to wonder. Why was this the case? My curiosity side got the best of me and placed me in a position I still regret to this day. Would I choose the same road if I had to start from scratch? I am still puzzled about the answer.

Sumire Massoullevè, is one of the highest-paid actresses and entitled the top 1 most beautiful woman in the world. The sole daughter of one of the richest business tycoons couple in the country, Sumire has been known for being stubborn and persistent since she was a little girl, she was glamorous yet dark. Born spoiled, Sumire gets everything that she wanted. Being an actress is one of her dreams but dejected by her parents, she still pursues it. Despite having everything she wants, Sumire felt completely unsatisfied. There are two things she greatly desired: One, to meet her favorite mysterious artist in the world of Arts who hides under the pseudonym of DEATH, known for painting high class abstract and tenebrism crime scene arts, an art she admires the most and had a hot night-stand with him. The second was to make the infamous Asexual Ruffian Boss, Mort Dmitriv Aslanov, fall for her. In her unswerving pursuit of the man, Sumire was lost and discovered the gritty world of mafias, crimes, and murders, the swarm of mobs and gangs. Is falling to the Heartless Mafia Boss worth regardless of the difference of their world that may lead her to her demise? Will love and lust collide?