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Everything was practically perfect for Sawyer Wade until half of that practically perfect everything disappeared. He decides to create a world we’re everything is still practically perfect while trying to keep up with his now not so practically perfect everything. Then he saw her...

Meet the love story of Michelle her circumstances and challenges to meet the love of her life. Do family, work, and pride can be a hindrance to a happy ending. Can love can counter all? Can love win between pride? Can love forgive to start all over again? As they can say Maybe this time love can win. Follow her to unpredictable love life that knocks on her door in an unexpected way.

>This is a GL XIANXIA NOVEL WITH QUICK TRANSMIGRATION. >No misunderstandings , Relatively fast paced romance, No other love interests. >There will be quite a few GL & BL side couples. >This is the story of our two protagonists Mo Yuxin (MC) and Su Yubing(FL) who are bound by a Bond so strong that it transcends reality itself. They are each other's one and only soulmate, their love knows no bound. This is story of their journey to cultivating immortality in a world that is unfair to women , in a world that is wholly dominated by men, where strength is all that matters. Without strength , you don't even get a chance to live peacefully. Our mc Mo Yuxin gets a legendary inheritance from a primordial god who is also one of the oldest gods to live till date and the only one in all of multiverse. This god and her already deceased soulmate decided to leave their inheritance to their only descendant to whom the god's soulmate left a piece of their soul. Watch as how their journey brings about unprecedented changes to the whole world and the multiverse and their sweet and steamy love which will make your tooth ache from sweetness. .. .. Mo Yuxin:- Are you exhausted, baby? Su Yubing:- *glares threateningly* It's all your fault. Mo Yuxin:- what do I do? You're just too delicious ~~ *licking her lips* Su Yubing:- Shameless! *a blushing mess* THIS IS MY VERY OWN WORK.

“Why are you trying to kill me, Princess…?” The silver-haired boy’s voice was faint, barely audible over the sound of his own ragged breathing. He lay sprawled across the cold marble floor, his body drenched in blood that slowly pooled beneath him. The blonde-haired girl looked down at him, her blue eyes devoid of warmth. “It’s not my fault, Asher,” she replied in an indifferent tone. “This is the result of your own stubbornness. I simply asked you to join my faction… but you insisted on remaining neutral. I can’t allow a wild card like you to roam free.” Asher let out a weak, breathless chuckle, the sound tinged with mockery. “I don’t think… that’s the whole truth, Princess.” For a brief moment, her gaze sharpened. “…You’re right. There is another reason.” “And what is that?” he asked, his voice trembling but his eyes steady. Her lips curled ever so slightly. “You’re a pathetic fool. Someone with enough talent to grasp power… yet no desire for revenge.” “Revenge?” Asher murmured, as if tasting the word. “For what? My mother’s death? And against whom?” “Against the demons who caused it.” A low, broken laugh escaped his lips. “Haha… Princess, don’t joke.” His bloodstained fingers twitched against the floor. “We both know the truth. The ones responsible for my mother’s death are the Imperial Family… and the Church. They feared my family’s growing influence.” Her expression remained unchanged. “And yet, it was demons who struck the final blow. You feel no hatred—not toward them, not toward the Church. Shouldn’t they be your enemies?” Asher slowly turned his head, his pale eyes meeting hers. “No, Princess… I don’t have enemies.” A faint smile appeared on his lips despite his condition. “I only have obstacles. And it seems… your family and the Church are becoming just that.” A subtle shift passed through the air. “So what are you going to do?” she asked coldly. “Destroy us?” “Of course,” he whispered, as if stating something obvious. “It’ll be a hassle… but I think it might also be fun.” Her eyes narrowed slightly. “And how exactly do you plan to do that? By haunting us as a ghost?” His smile widened—strangely calm, almost amused. “You’ll find out soon enough.” One of the four Platinum Rank knights standing beside the Princess stepped forward. “Princess, we don’t have time. We must finish this now.” She gave a small nod, her voice devoid of emotion. “Do it. I can no longer tolerate his pathetic existence.” Without hesitation, the knight raised his blade. A single, clean strike. Asher’s head fell, his expression frozen in that same unsettling smile—as though he had just discovered a new game to play. “Dispose of the body,” the Princess said, turning away. “I’m going to sleep.” With that, space distorted around her, and she vanished. The Next Day Class S — Main Classroom Morning sunlight filtered through the tall windows, illuminating the quiet murmurs of elite students gathered inside . “Good morning, Princess.” The voice was light. Casual. Familiar. Her body stiffened almost imperceptibly. Standing near the entrance, perfectly alive, was Asher. Smiling. Not a single trace of injury marked his body. For the first time, a flicker of disbelief crossed her otherwise composed mind. Impossible… I’m certain the one I killed yesterday was his real body. Not a clone. Not an illusion. Then what… is this? Asher tilted his head slightly, his silver hair catching the light as his smile deepened. “So, Princess…” His eyes gleamed with something dangerous—something playful. “Our game begins today.” Discord. https://discord.gg/6JaFCjutr

A series of short stories about the horrors of the material world, the fear of the unknown, and a general glimpse of the fragility of the human psyche. Witness the tales of several people as they face adversaries beyond human comprehension. Where does the monster truly lies: inside or outside? If two worlds collide, both will reign in each other's chaos. Do you place your trust in your own understanding of the world? Welcome dear visitor, welcome to a spectacle you never know of. ---- "And then I saw it. Taking his phone is not a wise decision after all. Even my jaw dropped and my brows furrowed after seeing it. I understand. The hasty beating of my heart fills my body with unfathomable chill because I completely understand now." - a short excerpt from Vol. 1, A Serenade for the Innocent

What happens when the school's most radiant idol, Sakura Yamato, asks average Hiroshi Tanaka to be her fake boyfriend? It's not for love, but to save their obscure club! Thrown into a world of awkward dates, public scrutiny, and hilarious misunderstandings, their pretend relationship is the talk of the school. But as the lines blur, this unlikely duo might just discover that sometimes, the most unexpected love stories are the ones that start with a lie."

[Weekly Love Tale (Vampire) : Silver] A chance encounter with a mysterious cursed Vampire King, turns her ordinary life into a forbidden love story, a royal mismatch, twisted stake and... an unknown fate. (Cover credits to the rightful owner).

Harley What started as a mindless, blurted confession has turned into a mess I never saw coming—an endless spiral of emotions, tangled with Clad Storm, the bad boy of the season and my ex-crush. The one who’s made it clear he’s here for revenge, yet every time he looks at me with those damn chocolate-brown eyes, I fall deeper. The worst part? I know exactly why he’s here. To make me pay. To make me feel the sting of what happened years ago when I rejected him. But somehow, I can’t walk away. And then there’s the kicker—he made a proposal to my younger sister. But for some reason, he won’t let me go. Now, here I am, stuck between a rock and a hard place, caught in the web of New York’s most notorious biking genius and CEO. I should walk away. I should be the smart one. I should obey my parents’ wishes and do what’s expected of me. But every time he smiles, every time he touches me, I forget what I’m supposed to be doing—resisting him.

Ian a powerful Alpha who is also CEO of Ian industries never fond of rogues. Glen a girl who lived a simple life all turned upside down when she met Ian her mate for the first time. Cause she is never aware that she is a werewolf until that. She doesn't know a single thing about the werewolf world or its existence. What will Ian do after knowing that his mate is rogue and naive? Will he accept her to control his uncontrollable wolf? Will Glen accept herself and the new life she gets to know?

She left without goodbye. A note under the mat: “Don’t find me. I’m gone. Forever. I HATE EVERYONE.” What follows are the torn pages of a runaway’s diary — confessions of rage, heartbreak, and silence. Each entry bleeds with unsaid apologies, shattered friendships, and the haunting echo of betrayal. The city she fled, the people she abandoned, the love she couldn’t bear to face — all unravel in ink. Speeding into the night, headlights carving through Boston’s evening streets, she writes of regret, of ghosts named only in memory, of promises broken beyond repair. This is not a story of healing. It is a story of escape. Of running until the past is nothing but shadows in the rearview mirror. Of a diary that becomes the only witness to a soul unraveling.