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An young girl with a tragic past, she spends the rest of her life tracking, capturing, and eliminating demons(If it comes down to that). As a female hunter she had great pride in her hunting skills, until she encounter a demon that seem impossible to deal with. Fueled by an uncontrollable desire to bring this beast down she was sure he would ceased from breathing by her hands. However, her target had an agenda of his own. He wasn't going to sit by while she ruin his fun. So, he executed every perverted trick he could think of to force her stubborn personality to crumble away. ----------------------------------------------- There will be many abduction scenes, sexual harassment scenes and demon impregnation. This is a story about how demons and humans learn to co-exist.

PrologueUnder the bruised purple sky of a city that never slept, Celine stood frozen in the doorway of her modest apartment, the betrayal unfolding before her like a slow-motion car crash she couldn't look away from. There, sprawled across her bed—rumpled sheets tangled around their naked limbs—was her boyfriend of two years, Jamal, thrusting desperately into the lithe body of her identical twin sister, Celeste, who moaned theatricall y with the kind of fake ecstasy reserved for gold-digging performances. Celeste's designer heels kicked lazily against the headboard Celine had paid for herself, while Jamal grunted like a man compensating for something tragically inadequate.The air thickened with the stench of cheap perfume and sweat, Celeste's manicured nails raking down Jamal's back as she locked eyes with her twin—not with shame, but with smug triumph. "Oops," Celeste purred, not even bothering to cover her perfect, surgically enhanced breasts. "Didn't expect you home early, sis. Guess the pencil dick couldn't wait."Celine's heart didn't shatter; it ignited. Five years of playing second fiddle to her family's golden child—the one with the "marriageable" beauty, the one who landed modeling gigs while Celine scrubbed toilets at Al-Miraj Grand Palace—had forged her into something unbreakable. She dropped her work bag with deliberate calm, the metallic clatter echoing like a guillotine. "Get out," she said, voice steady as desert stone. Jamal scrambled up, his pathetic erection wilting under her dissecting gaze. "Both of you. Now."Jamal stammered excuses, yanking on boxers that did nothing to hide his inadequacy. "Babe, it just happened—""Pencil dick," Celine interrupted, the words landing like lashes. "That's all you've ever been. Celeste can have your three minutes of disappointment." Celeste laughed, slipping into a silk robe, but Celine saw the flicker—envy for her twin's unscarred confidence, untouched by the scalpels that kept Celeste's face "marketable."By midnight, they were gone, leaving behind crumpled lingerie and a eviction notice Celine had printed from her phone. She didn't cry. She showered off their filth, dressed in her tightest black dress—the one Jamal always ogled but never appreciated—and stormed into O'Malley's Bar, the city's underbelly dive where forgotten women drowned ambitions in five-dollar shots.Three tequilas in, celebrating her "five-month anniversary" of fooling herself with Jamal, Celine felt the haze descend. That's when he appeared—a towering shadow in tailored black, hazel eyes burning through the smoke like predator's gold. Idris Al-Miraj, though she would never know his name that night, slid onto the stool beside her, his sandalwood cologne cutting through the stale beer stink."You're celebrating alone?" His voice was velvet over steel, accented with desert winds."Freedom," she slurred, clinking her glass against his scotch.

Four powers divide the continent. The North, where warriors carve legends through sheer might. The East, where assassins move like shadows. The West, where Aura fuels a thousand machines. And the South, where tribes of the desert kneel to no king for they have none to unite them. Born under the light of twin moons, Someone carries an Aura never seen before a power whispered only in ancient prophecy. They who hear it say it devours all that stands between heaven and earth. While empires wage endless war, He grows within the sands a child blessed by the moons, and cursed by destiny. He is no conqueror, not yet. Only a boy with the mind of a tactician and the will to stand against the tide. When the time comes, the desert will tremble. And from its heart, a light will fall.

After dying in a plane crash, world-renowned pastry chef Capri wakes up in the frail body of a sickly orphan named Avril on a forgotten low-class planet—alone, broke, and burning with fever. In this cold interstellar future, food is seen only as survival fuel. Flavor? Pointless. Desserts? Extinct. Armed with nothing but his memories, stubbornness, and sugar-loving pride, Capri refuses to surrender. With a cranky orange cat by his side and barely enough starcoins to survive, he begins his journey to revive the joy of taste—and dreams of opening the first dessert shop in the Galactic Empire. As the scent of sweetness begins to spread across the stars, a mysterious high-ranking commander starts taking notice... watching Capri from afar with unreadable eyes.

gurun...! hamparan pasir dimana mana. terik matahari disiang hari dan angin malam yang sangat dingin. membuat orang yang berada di gurun menjadi keras. 'ting...Ting....' sekelompok orang saling beradu memperebutkan tanah yang subur.

Celline menyukai Daniel. Tapi dia harus merelakan lelaki itu untuk temannya sendiri.

Joanna Milan Payne traveled from Modern 2020 to attack on titan. It all started because of a evil stepmothers hate for her.

Ever since I came across that website, my life has change dramatically, I don't belong here or do I?

Mantan, satu kata penuh makna. Entah berakhir dengan menyenangkan ataupun menyedihkan tapi ia adalah sosok yang pernah singgah di hati. hanya saja, Tuhan yang tak memberikan izin untuk bersama dengannya. Bagaimanapun, kita hanya bisa merancang dan sisanya Tuhanlah yang menentukan. Ini adalah kisah tentang Aksa yang merupakan mantan bandel, hobinya meresahkan kehidupan mantannya Lisa. Entah hubungan simbiosis mutualisme yang mana yang selalu menjadi alasan kedua nya untuk saling terikat satu sama lainnya. Meskipun sudah menjadi mantan tapi mereka tetap menjalani hubungan silaturahmi yang baik dan benar sesuai ketentuan yang di anjurkan, tapi apakah tidak ada maksud lain? Yuk intip kisah mereka di Mantan atau Mantan?

On the verge of death from illness, Yu Zhizhi transmigrates to the Beast World Planet, becoming the lowest-ranking plaything for slaughter. Her destiny was supposed to be a direct slaughter by powerful figures gone Berserk in their beast forms. Fortunately, she awakened the Childbirth System, and the style of the story suddenly changed— The maddened and fallen monster (Wolf): "I'll give you a choice, love me, or be bitten to death by me?" The evil Duke (Snake): "Beautiful maiden, please fall into the abyss of desire with me." The tyrannical Imperial Marshal (Shark): "I command you, you are only permitted to love me!" The wildly arrogant Crown Prince (Tiger): "I will kill all the males who covet you!!" (The list of Beast Husbands is expanding—) As the lowest-ranking female, Yu Zhizhi is doted on wildly by the powerful figures, undergoing Evolution all the way to the top-tier Rare grade and becoming the most noble existence in the Beast World Empire!