crowning vincent

~Audrey, if you dare try to reject me again or even try to think of it, I will take you to the highest mountains, where the whole world can see us, I will claim you as mine and no one else, not even your proclaimed lover can reverse that.~ Audrey Lane, A Mateless She-wolf who was brought up in a brothel as a dancer after her pack was raided and her parents were killed gets herself entangled with Alpha Vincent Cruz; A heartbroken Alpha who was still obsessed with his ex-lover, Hazel, who was a human. Alpha Vince comes from a ruthless werewolf Mafia family. Well-known for their power, wealth, and dominance across many countries. Vince was the oldest son and Alpha of the Blood-Feast Pack. The most-feared werewolf packs in the whole of the city. Powerful and strongest amongst his numerous brothers. Unbeknownst to Audrey that she was Vince's mate. Vince who intended to use Audrey to make Hazel jealous found himself falling deeply for Audrey. After rejecting her for Hazel who came back after three years. Excerpt: I instantly kicked the dress under the bed as I saw Vincent approaching, He was quick to grab my waist and pull me close to his body. "W-what are you doing, Vin?" I asked, my fragile little voice quivering fearfully from his touch. "Sniffing you to find out whose strange scent has covered you all over," Vin spoke under his deep breath and I stared at him questionably, trying to understand what he meant. "That isn't necessary. It was just a dance." I tried to explain to him. "I know, it doesn't change the fact that other men watched and lust over you." "Now tell me, Who was it? I can smell him all over you. tell me! why did he touch you?" He growled at me. I could sense his anger and his gleaming yellow eyes scared me.

I was working on a confidential film project. I never expected the supporting actress, Celeste Monroe, to post a series of selfies online showing off her look from the set. I went to confront her immediately. “Why did you upload your hair and makeup photos? You know we all signed a confidentiality agreement with the production, right?” I demanded that she delete the photos to minimize the damage. But my boyfriend, Silas Thorn—who has never been able to tolerate anyone being accused of anything—stepped in front of her. He frowned. “It’s just a few photos. Why are you making such a big deal out of it, clinging to something so trivial?”

What if, at the end of your life, you had one more shot at success? For Simon, this is exactly the chance he is offered. Introducing: The Crowning, a competition offered to all sapient species when their lives have come to an end. The goal? Reach the final layer - The Crown - alive. The prize? Your greatest desire, granted. Starting from the bottom with 149 likeminded others, Simon begins his journey to the top with nothing but the shirt on his back and the Observer on his shoulder. But there is much more to this competition - and the secrets to winning it - than meets the eye...

⚠️ Attention: This story is temporarily unavailable as it undergoes a complete remaster. A refined version will be released after April. Thank you for your patience. -author

At my engagement party, with all of Chicago's elite watching, my fiancé, Harrison, took the Gallo family's heirloom ring from my finger and placed it on the hand of his mistress, Ingrid—who was pregnant with his child. Harrison begged me, his breath thick with the scent of whiskey, claiming Ingrid's family would kill him over the scandal of her being pregnant out of wedlock. He asked me to wait for him for one year, just until the child was born and he had secured his position as heir, and then he would come back to me. Everyone thought I would wait, because I had loved him for seven years. But that very night, Harrison had Ingrid's name tattooed on the back of his neck. In that instant, our entire history was reduced to a joke. It was then I met the man who would become my salvation: the Chairman of the Commission, Jake Volkov. Three years later, I returned to Chicago with Jake, the man I now loved, to evaluate the Gallo family's management of the port. However, Jake was called away on urgent business, leaving me to be escorted by the local Capo—Harrison. I never thought I would see him again. With the glamorous Ingrid in his arms, he sneered at me. "Done with your little tantrum? It's time to come home," he sneered. "If you want to stay, I suppose I could find some work for you. Ingrid's Birkin bag needs repairing, and I trust your skills haven't gotten too rusty."

"If a man is left out in the cold, he will burn the whole world to feel its warmth." Transmigrated into the Era of Conquerors, Demon Sovereign Azkiel struggles to rebuild the Demon Empire that will conquer the cultivation world. But out of all the places he could have emerged, Azkiel appears in the chaotic heart of Garkia, a country of warring states and famous for its divine tragedies comically made by the Ancient Gods of Mount Olympus. Adding some spiciness to Azkiel's dish of dilemma, Kelzer—a Vampire Samurai in his 9th Reincarnation—offers undying service to be his disciple and create the new generation of Four Horsemen of Apocalypse. But whether Kelzer will help Azkiel or turn into Red Ruin is unknown. To build a strong foundation for his empire, Azkiel needs youngbloods to collect crowns and expand his conquest. Thankfully, the place he appeared, after his transmigration, contains Cursed Immortals that fit his bloody requirements. ... It's the Dawn of Angels, but the Domination of Demons never dies, and Byzum—a Dragon Demon—proves to everyone that Hell is a dish served 24/7. To accomplish his missions, Byzum made allies with a Barbarian Druid, Shadowless Reaper, Blood Bandit, Spirit Stealer, and a Transmigrated Joker. A strange team, but a deadly one, and it seemed enough to kill Fauric Frossa until they found out that they can never kill what was already dead. ... [The Background Photo of the Book Cover is not mine. If you are the owner of the picture, no need to be shy and just contact me to remove the picture.]

Ajax Vincent—a twenty-three-year-old monster hunter—was about to retire from his job when the most important woman in his life disappeared, leaving behind his step-sister, a series of unexplained events even by his standards, and a vortex with him smack in the middle of it. This is an Urban Fantasy, Progression Novel. It doesn't inherently belong to a genre but is a mix of fantasy, detective, romance, and horror genres. This novel will have a harem, but it will be synonymous with real-life polygamy as opposed to its traditional WebNovel equivalents. Other things to expect: -Creative Twists of classic tropes and archetypes. -Monsters based on myths. -Complicated character dynamics. Chapter length: -1k words at least, uploading daily.

Some are born to be heroes. Others are born to rewrite the world. Cassian Dravenmmor was twenty-nine years old when he died. When he opened his eyes again, he was fourteen — and cursed. A cursed name, cursed blood, a cursed world. But the system that bound to him was not designed to make him a hero. It was designed to make him someone who breaks the fate line. And Cassian had learned those rules from no one better — because once, he had written them himself.

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?"

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?"