screaming agnes

Orion woke up in another world. Magic. Monsters. Women. Stats floating in his vision. A system whispering inside his head. At first, he thought it was a game. Until dying started to hurt. Until pain lingered. Until he realized there was no logout, no reset, no escape. Midka is not a place that raises heroes. It is a world that breaks people and keeps only what survives. And Orion? He is the only one who can die twice… and is forced to remember every single time. °•○●

Jabari Franklin is 19 human years old, the last son of Duchess of Austral, ruler of all the Werewolf's down the Eastern Seaboard and he give NO FUCKS! He'd rather live as human boy; going to college chasing girls and playing basketball. Whatever to Werewolf stuff! Jabari defied all the rules by falling in lust/love with Briggy a human girl (his pet); that caused problems between him and his mother pack but Jabari gave NO FUCKS! Then, an ancient enemy showed up and started killing Werewolves & Werebears and Jabari gets caught in the cross hairs. Leaving his mother, the Duchess, to beg for assistant from the human she hated the most, her son's pet Briggy.

Ever since the Hawthorne family's lawyer told me I wasn't their biological daughter, but the orphan of a deceased business rival, Damien, my technical brother and the ruthless heir to the Hawthorne Group, had built a wall of ice between us. His distance was suffocating. Just as I was about to accept a CEO position at an overseas branch to escape New York City forever, I hacked into his off-limits private computer. Inside was an encrypted folder filled with audio recordings of his therapy sessions: "Fuck! After her eighteenth birthday, everything changed. She's not a little girl anymore. Her womanly charm is like a fine whiskey—fiery, intoxicating. It's driving me to the edge." "Today, at the board meeting, I nearly dragged her out of her chair and kissed her senseless in front of the entire board." "The way she threw that punch at the charity boxing match... all I wanted was to pin her against the ropes and take her, hard, from behind." "If she dares call me 'Dami' with that innocent look in her eyes again, I swear I'll get her pregnant with my heir and announce it at the next Hawthorne Group press conference for the whole world to see!" I slammed the laptop shut. That night, I let my long hair down, slipped into one of his custom-made white dress shirts—and nothing else—and strode into his bedroom. "I'm in charge now, Dami," I whispered, my voice a low purr. "And you are going to please me."

Anne merasa lelah tak pernah diakui oleh Jovan, berkat hubungan backstreet yang ia setujui dengan mudah, ia terus merasa tersakiti. Apakah Jovan tak mencintainya lagi? Atau dari awal ia tak memiliki rasa? Inilah yang ia takutkan dari sahabat menjadi cinta, mereka akan berpisah jika bosan, bukan hanya kekasih, ia harus kehilangan sahabat. Keadaan kian keruh karena Aura yang terus mengejar Jovan, serta lelaki itu yang tidak pernah tegas menolak padahal ia memiliki Anne yang jelas-jelas adalah kekasihnya, walau disembunyikan. Hingga Anne meminta untuk putus, ia merasa harus mengakhiri kebodohan karena cinta. Ditengah rasa kecewanya, ketiga sahabatnya merencanakan pergi camping bersama. Awalnya semua baik-baik saja, bahkan Anne sangat bahagia dapat menjauh dari Jovan dan bersenang-senang dengan sahabatnya. Tapi siapa sangka, camping yang harusnya membahagiakan, malah menghadirkan petaka yang penuh dengan teriakan, tangis dan penyesalan. "Sakit.... aku ingin pulang!"

​"The debt was paid in blood two centuries ago. Now, the interest is due." ​Tobias “Theo” Eaton is a ghost in a bespoke suit. Once a Prince of the United Kingdom and third in line to the throne, he abandoned his birthright at eighteen to become "Four"—an elite black-ops operative for the SAS. For twelve years, he has moved through a world of shades, processing grief as data and human connection as a tactical liability. He is a man waiting to die, haunted by a 200-year-old blood feud between the House of Windsor and a shadowy cabal known as The Order of Reckoning. ​Teresa Agnes is a woman fueled by a different kind of haunting. The billionaire CEO of a global investment empire, she has spent the year following her father’s suspicious death transforming herself into a weapon of investigation. When her path collides with Theo’s in the rain-slicked alleys of Singapore, she doesn't see a Prince or a killer—she sees a man hiding behind a wall of clinical detachment. ​Forced into a wary partnership, they embark on a global chase from the neon corridors of Tokyo to the high-stakes auction houses of Paris and the corporate towers of Manhattan. As they peel back the layers of a conspiracy that threatens to topple the British Monarchy, Theo’s emotional armor begins to crack. For the first time in a decade, he isn't just surviving; he is beginning to live. ​But in the world of the Reckoning, hope is the most dangerous variable of all. ​As The Windsor Protocol—a coordinated strike to eliminate the royal bloodline—nears its execution on Valentine's Day, the duo realizes the enemy isn't just an organization, but a historical grievance that cannot be reasoned with. Lord Edmund Ashford, a father figure turned Judas, demands a final price for the sins of the past: a life for a life. ​In a climactic confrontation at the Tower of London, the cold mathematics of Theo’s world are upended. Faced with an impossible choice between duty and devotion, it is Teresa who makes the ultimate executive decision. She chooses a sacrifice that saves a city and a dynasty, but leaves Theo in a world more silent and grey than the one he started in. ​The Reckoning is a melancholic spy thriller about the heavy cost of legacy and the tragedy of a love found just in time to be lost. It is a story of dusk, dawn, and the long, cold shadows in between.

You won't be able to tell where this novel is going... But you can know one thing: it's totally crazy! It's filled with jokes, so don't expect anything serious. A novel for readers who want to have a funny and relaxed time. (For fun, please search after chapter 5 please)

Tired of her stressful life in States, Jeacelle decided to go back to her grandparent's hometown to start anew. Little did she know, going back there will turn her world upside down upon meeting a weird guy in the cafe who happens to be a link to the missing piece of her life.

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?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"