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Born into the Thornhill family, Eliana should have been dealing with succession planning and heiress training. But instead, she’s dealing with the crocodile tears of her cousin Alexa. As if stealing her Fiancé wasn’t enough, she’s out to pin everything onto Eliana. Trust issues - Eliana. Popularity issues - Eliana. Landslide - Must be Eliana. In an attempt to end her cousin’s jealousy-ridden machinations, Eliana is forced into a relationship with a childhood disaster, Lucian Alder Sinclair, her most tempting nightmare. Lucian Sinclair has always been synonymous with perfection, at least to most people. But to his family, finding someone who could handle his aloofness has been the top priority. Forced to return to his home country at the behest of his grandfather, Lucian fortunately encounters Eliana who’s in need of a ready-made partner. Constantly up at each other's throats, then into each other’s arms, may the lies they’ve told hold up against discerning family members and unrelenting pursuers.

[200% 18+ Explicit Content] Read at Risk every volume have different story but Story are same Type. 1st volume=Leo who love his mother [completed] 2nd volume= The Innocent Boy [Completed] 3rd volume = [ongoing]

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<Korean Webnovels#> Empress Isillis of the Larhen Empire needs an heir — not a husband. But as scheming ministers pressure her and old nightmares drain her mana, the line between duty and desire refuses to stay clear, threatening to unravel everything she has fought to rule alone.

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She only wanted to not be alone. Hell heard her. Lily has never belonged anywhere. Orphaned, poor, and invisible at Seattle’s elite private school, she learned early that surviving matters more than dreaming. Between public humiliations, a cruel guardian, and a secret that pays her bills, the romance webcomic no one knows she writes, Lily clings to the only thing she can still control: her drawings. Until, one desperate night, she does the unthinkable. A ritual. A wish. A mistake. The ground splits open. The air burns. And the protagonist she created with ink and imagination steps out of the page, but the eyes staring back at her aren’t human. They’re ancient. Red. Hungry. He is a lord of the underworld. And now he’s bound to her. Tied together by a bond neither of them fully understands, Lily realizes her life has become a beacon in the dark. Creatures are watching. Shadows are testing the limits. Something on the other side of the “door” wants what she opened. And him? He should be the greatest danger of all. But when hell begins to hunt her, the demon who promised to destroy her is the only one willing to protect her. Caught between unseen threats, family secrets, and a bond that keeps them alive, and dangerously close. Lily will have to decide what’s more terrifying: The forces that want her soul… Or the fact that, for the first time, she isn’t alone. And maybe never will be again.

Her smirk tempts all to spend a single Night or more inside Her continent. To take Pleasure in Her tunnels soaked with honey and milk. Rolling off the tongue, Her taste is sought after, As ships from far and wide come to soak in Her juices that are unique. She has no curse Between Her thighs, only redemption that frees me from chains that weigh me down. And thus I confess she is the one I always needed... His voice sounded so delicate, entrancing the simplicity of desire in me, I died then and there in his palms. This boy has me and fighting it for as long I could this attraction won, I lost and losing has never felt so right. I'm a good girl Really I am So why don't I mind being bad for him? His hands seek refuge under my dress, evoking an involuntary gasp out of my lips as his tongue moved from my earlobe to the scope of my neck leaving a sinful trail. My arms held him as close to my body as it experienced electrical surges as my wetness trailed down my quivering thighs currently wrapped around his waist. His lips found mine, his tongue probing mine to only feel as it lavishly caressed parts of my soul I never knew existed. The groan that fell from his lips, vibrated the space in between, as he pushed me further up the wall with his hips. * * * Raquel never felt satisfied with the texture of her relationship. What happens when an awkward situation turns into a collision of two hearts never anticipating the feel of love to envelop them? Yes- he was younger than her and he was her opposite in every sense of the word with his ivory to her dark skin. Although they face judgement and ridicule from all angles, the desires pumping through their veins are too strong to simply fade away. Thus will they beat the odds?

I learned early how to adjust. I know how to make people comfortable. I notice what they need. I know when to stay quiet. I learned early how to be grateful, even when I didn’t fully understand what I was supposed to be grateful for. From the outside, my life looks steady. Friends. Attention. A family that loves me. Nothing obviously broken. But when trust begins to shift and the rules I’ve lived by start to crack, I’m forced to confront a quieter truth. I have spent most of my life trying to prove I belong in my friendships, in my relationships, and most of all, in my own family. As questions about loyalty and identity surface, I begin to see what I have always felt but never named: the spaces where I thought I was protected, and wasn’t. The Girl Who Needed to Be Chosen is a coming-of-age story about belonging, adoption, and the quiet cost of growing up inside rules you were never told. It explores love that exists beside hurt, insecurity disguised as devotion, and a girl slowly learning that being chosen is not the same thing as being seen. But if being chosen was never the same as belonging… what happens when she finally begins to see it too?

“I was never meant to matter.” That was the truth of my first life. Blind. Overlooked. Standing at the edge while Heaven’s chosen burned bright in the center. I survived because my childhood friend refused to leave my side. Everyone else? They already knew my ending. Then I remembered everything. And I found the flaw. A system that feeds on fate itself. No free blessings. No divine inheritance. If I want power, I steal it. Quietly. Thread by thread. Heaven favors its prodigies. I take what they don’t notice missing. They rise under golden light. I grow in the blind spot. And one day, when the sky finally looks down— It will realize I was never blind. I was waiting. #FateStealer #SystemAwakening #BlindPastLife #HiddenProdigy #HeavensBlindSpot #SlowBurnCultivation #ThreadOfDestiny#Childhood friend#Strong female lead

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