unlock the prize

To escape a poisonous snake, Milo Hartley must beg a lion to save him. “Milo, crawl here. Show him who you belong to!” _Nero Hartley “Well, stay still. Be a big boy, for once. Tell him who you will choose.” _Salvatore Portello, looking at Milo, who sat on his lap, his large hand gripping Milo’s hip possessively. *** Milo is cursed. Since he was seven years old, he has seen the exact day people will die. After his family died in an accident he predicted, he was sold to the Hartley family as an omen of bad luck. For thirteen years, he lived as a toy for the sadistic Nero Hartley, enduring constant humiliation. Now, Nero is trading him to Salvatore Portello, a ruthless Mafia boss who just killed his own uncle to take the throne. To escape Nero’s obsession, Milo risks everything. He kneels before Salvatore and begs for protection. Milo doesn’t know which is more dangerous: the snake or the lion. But now, both have claimed him. One with a dark obsession, the other with a lethal protection. ⚠️ Warning ⚠️ What to expect: -R18+ -Graphic violence and humiliation in the early chapters and recur throughout the story. -Sweet and dark romance between our leads. -Kink: BDSM play mostly consensual. -Smut, explicit adult content that is part to the plot.

[Mature Content] Pollyanna, haunted by her father's mysterious suicide and the rumors of a family curse, faces strange encounter in Dunecliff city. After a disillusioning relationship, she doubts true love exists, until mysterious messages and near-death experiences disrupt her life. When her ex-fiance is murdered, Pollyanna seeks solace in her hometown, Aleyska, only to uncover her father's hidden secrets. As she grapples with her newfound identity as part of a "pack" and the enigmatic title of "Luna," it was confirmed that she indeed has no Luna wolf. In the midst of making the public announcement, Pollyanna is confronted by a stranger with a chilling claim. "Get her bags," a commanding voice pierces the air, freezing Pollyanna in shock. "I'm here to collect my mate." Mate? Pollyanna's world spins as she faces the unsettling prospect of multiple Alphas vying for her allegiance. How did her life spiral into such uncertainty?

Luna, the daughter of the most prideful king in the entire empire, is the ideal woman, the beautiful decoration that all noble women should strive to be. And secretly, she is also the perfect man, devoted completely to the sword and the defense of her kingdom, masquerading as the king's only son so that she can learn the masculine arts, when in fact she has no siblings. However, her entire life is upended when the emperor's son finds his way to their little corner of the world, and she ends up lost in an entirely new political scene that makes what was in her hometown considered the epitome of manners look like a crude imitation. With wolves surrounding her, both literally and figuratively, Luna must either fight to the top or sink to obscurity. And it all depends on the whims of one single man. That is, until she begins to discover her true purpose...

Erus has royal blood, but his own father treats him like a monster. To the King, Erus is just a savage creature who needs to be controlled. The people also branded him Tyrant. Growing up hated and alone, Erus only wanted one thing, a place where he truly belonged. ​To prove himself, he entered a deadly trial where the winner earns a title and a spot serving the King. He was even desperate enough to try making a deal with the God of Death just to win. But then Cana showed up and completely changed his path. Instead of a dark pact with the underworld, an accidental "Master-Slave" contract bound them together. Erus is the Master and Cana is the servant, but their connection is way deeper than a simple spell. ​As they fight through the trial, Erus realizes he isn't the only one with terrifying power—Cana’s abilities might actually be stronger than his. They share a bond that goes back to a past someone tried desperately to bury. Now, they have to survive a trial designed to kill them while facing enemies who are just hiding behind their own fear. ​In the end, what’s more important: the title that was stripped away, or the memories that were erased to keep the truth hidden?

Marcus died playing a mobile farming game. Now he's living it. Reborn as Thane, bastard son of a medieval noble, he discovers that his addiction to "Chronicles Medieval" wasn't wasted time—it was training. When the Emperor demands someone tame the bandit-infested northern borderlands, Thane volunteers for what others see as a death sentence. But Thane has a secret: every crop planted, every weapon forged, every building constructed unlocks supernatural abilities. In a world where nobles hoard power through bloodlines, Thane will build his own through sweat, steel, and strategy. The wasteland awaits. The system is active. Time to turn a realm of thorns into an empire of legend.

Sick of the city life, Qi Fan returns to his hometown island and ends up with an Island Management System. He starts with a special prize that helps him not only to have underwater night vision and breathing, but he also attracts ocean life. In the day, he takes a boat out to catch lobsters and fish marlins. At night, he dives into the deep sea to search for mysterious treasures. On the weekend, he takes a fishing boat far out to tease the turtles and look for blue whales. Once he’s earned enough, he’ll make his hometown rich by developing a holiday resort city. The beaches would be full of tourists enjoying the sun, sand, and bikinis…

Ziggy, your ordinary person with an extraordinary personality. He is just a bad bitch minding his own business until something happened, I mean someone from the past came knocking into his present. This shocked his core and made his life up and down. Everything seems complicated. Together, let us unlock the story of this guy named Ziggy. Hi! I'm just a new and aspiring writer, but I assure you that you will have a fun time reading my story. Please be kind and bear with me. Thank you for your support.

“I will enslave all the gods.” — After spending his curse of immortality from a goddess on a thousand years in seclusion gaming away the mundane disturbances of the universe, Requiem the sheepherder of gods, finally unlocked the ultimate of countless realities — ⦗Cosmology⦘! He could finally rest in peace, happy. But— The gods and goddesses, creatures who were nothing more flock to him, gathered together and tried to usurp his supremacy! He, the one who shepherded the worlds for a thousand years would be bested by those worthless divinities? Heh — A pet dream… He commanded them to slaughter themselves, and unsealed the power of ⦗Cosmology⦘. All the vain gods were slaughtered, Armageddon would consume the old world and birth a new one, while he had heaven all to his lonesome. Finally, he would rest! His newfound power had other plans. ⦗Cosmic Eternity: You will be Reborn⦘ ⦗Memories Deleted⦘ … Fools. He would only rise again from the ashes, even stronger than before! No matter what they concoct in their hearts, he would destroy them again and again. After all, he Requiem was— ⦗Enslaved Gods, +1⦘ —The sheepherder of divinities.

Ava Sinclair has won a prize. She is to be escorted across the known half of the world by a ranger, a rover, and an inspector of the Department of Lost and Found. What should have been an ecological survey meant to broaden her understanding instead exposes the systems that decide what is protected, what is exploited, and what is quietly erased. In a world governed by resonance, authority is enforced by paperwork as often as violence — and survival depends on knowing which rules matter, and who enforces them. The first two rules of resonant ecology are simple: Watch your step. Watch who is watching your step. A bureaucratic / institutional fantasy focused on character, consequence, and slow-burn revelation. New chapters every Thursday. This story can also be found on ScribbleHub, SpaceBattles, and SufficientVelocity.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"