necessary fiction

Avant même l’existence de l’univers, un être nommé Lovih aurait créé toute chose, selon les récits anciens. Pour transmettre la vérité, il façonna un avatar, Xion, qu’il fragmenta en sept porteurs, chacun destiné à se réincarner dans différentes générations. Ignorant leur véritable nature, ces fragments finiraient par s’éveiller à travers le temps. Un groupe opposé existait déjà : le Mensonge, dont le but est de répandre de fausses vérités et de nier Lovih comme créateur. Elnar, l’un des fragments, découvrira peu à peu qu’il n’est peut-être pas seulement une partie de Xion… mais la vérité elle-même. Tout au long de son voyage, le Mensonge croisera sa route, prêt à tout pour l'empêcher d’accomplir sa destinée.

The world doesn’t end in fire or with a bang. It ends in silence. For decades, a hidden cabal worked to bend humanity to its will. Their weapon was unexpected; nanomachines. Seeded into the food supply, water and even the air. Designed to pacify and control, the machines instead triggered a collapse. Ninety percent of the world’s population lost themselves seemingly overnight. Not dead, but not alive in the same way either. Adrian Kane never asked to be a survivor. He was just an ordinary man, caught in the chaos. When survival forces him to fight, Adrian discovers something different in himself. He has the special ability to interact and interface with the nanobots. Power he never knew is now in his grasp. The ability to grow stronger by facing the nightmare head-on. Others like him emerge. Some use their gifts to protect, others to prey. And behind it all, the architects of this catastrophe remain in the shadows, still moving their pieces across the board. If there’s any hope of a future, Adrian will have to carve it out of the ruins himself. Regardless of the sacrifices to his humanity he has to make along the way.

Nia Adeyemi left Sterling Corp with two last names and zero plans of ever looking back. She was 21, broke, and done with ivory coast. Now 24, she’s rebuilt a quiet life managing an apartment building in Brooklyn. She doesn’t do billionaires, what she thought. She doesn’t do drama, what she imagined. That changes the night she ends up in Kian Sterling’s bed. Kian Sterling is 34, cold, ruthless, and the most powerful CEO in New York. He doesn’t date. He doesn’t explain. And he definitely doesn’t get caught. But one night with Nia turns into two. Two turns into her in his mansion. And her in his life. When paparazzi catch her leaving his building at midnight, the secret explodes. HR files leak. Headlines scream: _BOSS + FORMER EMPLOYEE_. The board demands Kian cut her off or risk the company. His $400M merger dies because he refuses. Stock drops. VPs quit. And Kian still chooses her. But the real betrayal comes from Kian himself. Without telling her, he flies to Lagos to meet her estranged father for his blessing. And he buys the Brooklyn building she used to manage, the one with roaches and no heat, and keeps her old apartment empty. “For when you want to come home.” Nia sees it as control. Kian sees it as claiming her. The fight breaks them. Two weeks. No contact. As the board prepares to vote Kian out and the press digs deeper into Nia’s past, both of them have to decide what they’re willing to lose. Because for Kian, love isn’t convenient. It’s necessary. And to keep her, he might have to burn everything else down. --- *Genre:* Contemporary Billionaire Romance *Tropes:* Former Employee, Secret Relationship, Public Scandal, Possessive ML, Strong FL, Family Drama, Slow Burn *Heat:* Closed door / emotional intimacy focus

In a world filled by Wars. One boy decided he will stop it all. He embarked on a journey to conquer the world, fighting both humans and demons. To bring absolute peace, I will be the necessary evil.

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!