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REVISION WILL BE MADE SOON! --------------------------------------------------- They had known each other for a long time. For eight years they were best friends and for twelve years they were lovers. They had passed two decades. Eight years, people admired their closeness; five years was a curse; two years was a loveliness, and the rest was the curse of five years ago came back like a sweet thing that made them understand many things. Five years. At the start of their relationship, Ai Zhiyi endured and abandoned his pride, as did his lover, Chu Weixu. Ai Zhiyi was an ordinary young man who had a relationship with someone because of luck. Meanwhile, Chu Weixu was a young man of wealth, honor, and dignity, who had a relationship with him by fate. Ai Zhiyi was only too comfortable with their love story, so he became stubborn. It was possible that he was trapped, thus dividing his time into three distinct periods. Chu Weixu loved him, but his family and he were completely opposite things. However, it was ultimately time that answered all the complexities of their relationship. Chu Weixu, "If you gaze at the sea, it's wide, isn't it? But, if you compare it to my love, then it's nothing." Ai Zhiyi, "You're really good at seducing me." Chu Weixu, “For you, it sounds I'm seducing you, but no. It's exactly what I feel from the depth of my heart. I love you to death." --------------- Slow-burn

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The first time was a coincidence. Second time could be called good timing. Third time is destiny. The first time they met, they were both cosplaying at an Anime Convention. Coincidentally, she was Usagi Tsukino, and he happened to be Tuxedo Mask from the anime, Sailor Moon. Their first gaze caught his attention. Her first smile swept his heart away. She walked towards him, and he was ready to take off the mask to talk to her. Unfortunately, it was all a misunderstanding. This was their first time crossing paths, but he facepalmed so hard when he realized he got the wrong idea that he changed his "Hi," into an anime's title, "Hitman Reborn." At that time, he watched her approach another person who acted as Tuxedo Mask behind him. The smile she had on her face wasn't towards him. It was a mistake. Two months later Second time they met was at their graduation. His brother, Lucas, flew back from overseas to attend his graduation in place of his parents. After taking countless pictures with his brother and some with friends, they left campus. Inside his black Mercedes, his brother shoved several well taken photos and showed it to him. Just when he was about to answer his regular plain response, the words swallowed back down his throat. He held his brother's phone and zoomed in to the back where he saw her again! Once again, a facepalm landed on his face as he couldn't believe that there could be such timing. He could've gotten her name! After a few days later, he got off his shift late and realized that he didn't go grocery shopping. Since his fridge was empty, he decided to have his meal at a newly opened Szechuan Spicy Bowl restaurant. "It shouldn't take that long to get a seat at this time.." Or so he thought. When he got there, the place was full and he didn't have much patience since he was alone. Right when he was about to leave, the waiter asked if he minded sharing a table. "Sure." He sat down across from the girl and ordered from the menu. When she took a few napkins to wipe her nose, he took the chance to thank her for sharing the table. And there she was with her Beyond Human level spicy bowl... Although they only exchanged a few words, he found her very interesting. A girl eating at this hour without caring about her weight and her surrounding. She was adorable. The clumsy her forgot her newly printed business cards at her seat when she left. "Lily Jiang," he smiled. He thought of bringing this to her when he is free, but who knew that they would meet again at the hospital? His lips twitched when he faced his new patient, "Hello, Miss. Jiang, I am Lin Que, your doctor for this visit. Where do you feel uncomfortable?" He looked at the medical report in hand as he couldn't believe his luck with this girl.

When a terminally ill young man awakens in the world of his favorite childhood game, he realizes he isn’t the protagonist, the destined hero, or even a major side character. Instead, he has become an extra—a disowned noble barely clinging to relevance in a world where strength determines everything. Worse, his fate in the game was to die an meaningless death. Armed with only his knowledge of the game’s storyline and a common system that tracks his stats and skills, he is determined to survive. But mere survival isn’t enough. He remembers a hidden easter egg from a Eclipse vision—a power limited by game mechanics but unrestricted in reality. With voidstep as his trump card, he walks the fine line between fate and freedom, seizing power from the shadows while avoiding suspicion. As the protagonist and his allies battle against demons and unravel the game’s grand destiny, he secretly builds his own strength—manipulating events, mastering forgotten arts, and even forging ties with villainous factions. Will he remain a footnote in history, or will he carve his own legend in a world that was never meant to be his? i will also releasing this on royal road as ghost stream.

[MATURE CONTENTS, STRICTLY 18+ RATED, PREJUDICE, RACISM INJUSTICE, BL] The allure of dangerous attractions refused to be neglected, and distractions chosen to be explored can lead one into harmful patterns, entrapping him in cycles of addiction, difficult to escape. —---- In the turbulent times of the 1960s, Tommy Jones set off from his small town in Kentucky to Tennessee, instructed by his mother and the turns of life to retrieve his father's possessions, his rightful inheritance as heir to Barnaby Jones, as he was made to believe by his mother. Being denied his inheritance by his 'father's' friend, he was put to the test: "Show me you're more than just a colored kid claiming a white man's legacy. Get good grades, demonstrate your worth, and then we'll discuss your father's properties." Now, situated among all whites and being the only black student, Tommy was mocked. That's a lie! You can't be the son of a white man, talk more Sir Barnaby Jones. You're...a Negro. It's not possible! How could he get the privilege to join the great Shan'titon High School? He doesn't belong here! Just look at his skin sticking out like a sore thumb—peewww! Tommy was better off being poor yet happy with his fellow street brothers at home in Kentucky than being here among rich white kids who had nothing good to say to him. Well, except for… for one Benjamin Sherlock! Benjamin Sherlock, the devil son of a reputable man of the city, is a top senior in Shan'titon High, a gem of the school, the hottest of the school, yet the most vile! He cares less about anyone, he's known for his nasty self, wickedness, and rudeness! But does he give a damn? No! Tommy gets to know that he needs this guy to successfully get through this school, for protection and all. What's more, this guy seems to know his 'father' Barnaby Jones! He could really be of good help, but as they say, distractions and attractions can be very disadvantageous. Tommy is stuck in an entrapping master (Head Honcho) and servant (Host) relationship with Benjamin, standing as the epitome of pleasure, the giver of bittersweet addiction, and the full emblem of intimacy and lust! Tommy is caught up in this distraction in human form, and his actions stand as an attraction. Could this lead to love, or will it die as just a game? Benjamin: "Tommy Lee, the name fits you like a glove." Tommy: "How'd you figure that out, huh? That that's my whole first name, man?" Benjamin: "I know a thing or two, Kitten." Benjamin knows something Tommy should not know—about his father, about his past, his identity, and about his birth. And he is willing to hide it, or could he? Could he when his intentions are being doubted and he is being put to the test? Benjamin: "Kitty cat." Tommy: "Yeah, man?" Benjamin: "Let's say, just saying, Barnaby Jones isn't your old man. What then?" Tommy: "Lawdy, how can that be? Hahaha! If it ain't him, then who in the world would be my old man?" Benjamin: "A man with a reputation bigger than the whole dadgum state of Tennessee and Kentucky combined. Just sayin'.” (Update Time is irregular currently until further notice 2 - 5 chapters daily) A/N: Send A Message Through Reviews And Comments.

Every civilization in embryo aspires to be Rome. Every civilization on its deathbed laments Rome. Inspired by Rome, Gods’ Gaze is an epic historical fantasy of multiple POVs relying on authentic stratagems of twists and turns. No one gets to Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo out of trouble. "All warfare is based on deception, like the theater." Evoking his late father’s words, Cato Duilius Claudius assumes the alias, Moon Xeator, and he vows to have his vengeance. In the upcoming years, he plots to restore the dual consulship, his father’s legacy, by bringing down the Praetor Magnum and the Triumvirate that slaughtered his family when he was a child. Aware that nothing would crush a man as much as the chink in his own armor, he sows suspicions among his foes and lures them into overreaching. He games the power structure in which all participants are corruptible. Those he keeps around, he taps into their fears, hates, and wants as grist for his mill. He turns his friends into pawns, as does his life a board of chess. But the game he plays cuts both ways. His vengeance also brings home the bitterest misery, which is to know so much and still have control over so little. And there is no return for him now. He can’t look back as there is nothing behind; nor does he dare look forward, knowing the road ahead. All he has is the time at hand, and it all slips through him into ruins like quicksand. When he trades in what he holds dear only to arrive at his destination, what will he find there when nothing can ease the pain of his losses? Fleshed out by his flaws, Xeator never meant to choose good over evil. His journey rings true that every important idea is only valid as in a paradox with an opposing idea, and the power to rise obliterates, too.

Dahlia gave up her life to prepare her brother for the Alpha king's succession but in return, he viewed her as a threat to his kingdom and sold her as a slave to the Zrika pack; The isolated kingdom known for their hatred toward the Kayer kingdom. Her life was in shambles as she was hated for where she came from, dubbed as a witch, and worked like a dog despite being of royal bloodline but everything did a complete turnaround when she found out her mate was none other than the ruthless Alpha king of the Zrika kingdom, King Azriel. Secrets and twists get unraveled as a toxin that was thought to be destroyed four decades ago resurfaces, taking the lives of countless wolves. A new villain is on the rise and he's out for revenge but none of them have a clue as to who this devil might be. ********* Excerpt------- >> "I'm still a slave here your Majesty, mate or not," Dahlia said as she tried calming the storm brewing within her heart. "It's the other way round," Azriel inched closer to her as he spoke, "I'm the slave here, a slave to you, Dahlia. My thoughts, dreams, and nightmares are all filled with your smile, voice, scent, and touch. Resisting you has become a burden to me and each second that passes without me claiming you, my mate, is unbearable."

He lost his home, he lost his only friend, he was cursed to roam the lands alone, to be shunned by society, haunted by memories of what he once had. Then his eyes suddenly opened, and everything became clear, he could see all, nothing could hide from his gaze, it seemed like he had been blessed by the heavens, or could it have been a curse? Navigating a conflict-torn world, filled with deceit and lies, war and honour, he comes to discover what is hidden beneath its surface, secrets hidden under the veil, truths that were never true. As his journey unfolds, his findings reveal that his newfound eyes carry a much deeper secret, and he soon finds himself entangled in a web of ancient danger beyond his imagination. Follow the journey of the vagabond, Ivander Rostov Marquez. {A/N: This is purely a work of fiction and imagination, while there might be some familiar elements related to real life, it is not meant to offend anyone or push any negative agenda and is just meant for entertainment purposes.}

She is a mess, burdened by a broken heart from an abusive relationship and haunted by nightmares stemming from her guilt over surviving an accident that took her mother’s life and left her sister in a coma. That is, until she meets him. Andriana finds comfort in his warmth, but Karlye is a mysterious man with secrets and enemies lurking in the shadows. Her feelings for him are complicated by her insecurities and their differences in social status. When he discovers her pregnancy, he vows never to let her go, revealing the darkness within him. Will she hold on for the sake of their baby, or will she choose to leave?

“You said you were worthless. But worthless things aren’t taken by anyone… Yet I’m taking you.” The boy narrowed his eyes. Renji smiled faintly. “So that means… you have worth now.” Fractured Gaze is a novel about broken souls, fading loyalties, and the quiet violence of choices that can’t be taken back. In the ruins of Old Empire, past tragedies hold power. And the rebellion begins — not with war horns, but with fractured people learning how to bleed together. There are no chosen ones here. No heroes. No prophecies. Only those who’ve been hurt... and those who decide what that pain is worth. If you're looking for a fast-paced power fantasy, this might not be your story. But if you’re drawn to action, found family, and the cost of fighting for something that may never love you back — welcome. All chapters are free to read. Written by me, occasionally assisted by AI tools for editing, phrasing, and clarity. Cover art generated with DALL·E by OpenAI.