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Pak! My hand stings at the affect of the slap making me feel how real this is. My brother was blasting the music too loudly in the house. I guess he didn't hear it. And I guess he wouldn't care even if he did. But I felt it resonate in my room. I stare at his face. I don't know what other people would react like when your best friend kisses you out of the blue. But mine was that and the slap was instinctive. I see his expression which showed that he was expecting this from me. He was half apologetic is what I felt. He looks up at me holding his cheek which I just slapped and I thought he was handsome at that moment, out of the 15 years we've known each other. Weird but I couldn't help it. I gulp and he takes a step forward and I move back as a reflex. I don't know if it was a right decision when I came out to him and now I can't go back anyway. But will I regret it, is the question. He keeps advancing as I move back until my back hits the wall. He looks at me dead in the eyes. Aravind comes out to his best friend from childhood, Devanand, only to suddenly finding out that Devanand was also confused about his feelings. Read it to find out if they will find a middle ground and the clarity they want. Disclaimer from Aravind : Do not let your best friend flirt with you ! It is not good for your heart ! I wrote something with my own background this time. Hope you guys will enjoy it just as much.

Thrown back into the fragile body of her 15 year old self after a near death experience, Nnenna wakes up in a cold and loveless household, an adopted child meant only to keep the true child company. Rejected, ignored, and treated like a shadow, she had once quietly accepted her fate. But this time, things are different. Armed with a mysterious Love System, Nnenna gains the power to turn hate into love, one mission at a time all over the world. From mending broken friendships to healing hearts torn by betrayal, she earns "Good Points" that slowly transform the world around her. Yet, as her actions ripple outward, so do the echoes of her past life. Forgotten secrets resurface, her true origins, her parents' fates, and the shocking truth about those she left behind. Along her journey, two figures emerge from the haze of her past and present, a soul she thought she had lost forever and another who had been by her side all along. Both bring the promise of love, but will either of them earn her heart when she finally learns to love herself? With every mission, Nnenna discovers that love is a powerful force, not just for others but for the girl she’s becoming. But what happens when the cost of love threatens the second chance she’s fought so hard to build?

Every night, Grace, living in the modern era, is rescued in her dreams by a mysterious man, saving her from soldiers who threaten to arrest her in the past. The dreams feel so real, so vivid, that she begins to wonder if they hold some deeper meaning. As Grace struggles with her family's financial ruin—victims of fraud and scammers—she channels her emotions into writing a novel based on these recurring dreams. But when she meets Julian, she is stunned. He looks exactly like the man from her dreams. Is it just a coincidence, or is there something more at play? Grace can’t shake the unsettling thought that this man, to whom she feels an inexplicable connection, might be the same person she’s been meeting in her sleep. But that’s impossible, right? Julian, meanwhile, has a secret. He is not the man he appears to be. For over 130 years, he has lived without aging, stuck at the age of 35. When Julian meets Grace, he is struck with disbelief—she looks exactly like the woman he loved and lost 100 years ago. This can’t be real. She died long ago. Yet, there she is, alive and in the flesh, with no memory of their past. As their connection deepens, they are forced to confront the truth: they have met before, and their love is no accident. In a powerful, divine twist, they are granted a second chance to love each other, given by God’s infinite grace and guidance. As they unravel the mysteries of their past and present, they discover that their love spans both time and space, and they must face the challenges that come with their reunion. Together, they navigate the depths of their love, seeking to break the curse of Julian’s immortality and find true peace. With faith, courage, and divine guidance, they finally find the love they were always meant to have—and the freedom that comes with it.

Should I call them humans — or gods disguised as mortals? I never can tell. Nanare and Nanara, two breathtakingly beautiful twin sisters, were born into a struggling middle-class family in a small village in Delhi. Uneducated and unheard, they could neither read nor write, but life had carved strength into Nanare’s spirit and hope into Nanara’s fragile lungs. Nanara, frail and asthmatic, clung to her sister Nanare, who spoke truths that even the educated could not see. But fate was cruel. Sold into servitude to four famous stage dancers — Mhesha, Natasha, Seesha, and Alisha — the twins' lives quickly shifted from hopeful to hellish. Starved, humiliated, forced into oversized rags, and made to endure unbearable conditions — Nanara was locked in a stinking room where her asthma worsened. Yet through it all, their bond refused to shatter. Their only wish: to escape this nightmare and live the life they dreamt of. A life they never dared believe was possible. Until Richie Diamonds appeared. A prodigy scriptwriter, heir to a royal lineage, and a man so dazzling the world could not look away. With half his time spent crafting billion-dollar masterpieces and none wasted on trivial pursuits, Richie was known as a no-nonsense genius. And yet, even he — the untouchable, unshakable Richie — found himself enchanted. By Nanare. The uneducated girl who could barely spell her own name. As love bloomed amidst the thorns of hatred and jealousy, darker forces stirred in the shadows. Enemies rose. Betrayals cut deep. One devastating act by the stage dancers shattered the twins' world forever — a betrayal so brutal, it threatened to destroy everything. Now, Richie must fight not just for love — but for survival. And Nanare must decide if broken dreams can ever become reality. In a world of cruelty and crowns, can love truly conquer fate?

Once upon a time, the Land of Promise thrived under the cycle of the four seasons change. Until a vengeful enchantress cursed the land, and divided it into four realms each with a ruler to bear its burden. The people suffered for years under the endless heat in the Summerlands, the bitter cold in the Winterlands, the never changing bloom in the Springlands and the constant fall in the Autumlands. A prophecy whispers of a marriage between a king and queen that will release the land from its curse and unite it under a single kingdom. Princess Caroline is forced to marry the Summer King, will she be able to fight for peace amidst a court full of power hungry nobles and will she succumb to a burning love in the arms of a fiery warlord? PS: Thank you for your support and lovely comments. Means a lot.

Leia Sanders needs funds for her school. After being cut off by her parents without access to be trust fund, it couldn't get more harder for her to achieve her aims. ... until she gets invited due to an accident to a prestigious charity gala where she meets the man who would change her and help her unravel the mysteries in her life and her family

Mika and Yui are best friends, but what happens when the line between friendship and something more begins to blur? Mika, confident and playful, has always been the one to keep things lighthearted, but Yui—gentle, quiet, and kind—has always been more reserved. As their bond deepens, unexpected feelings stir. Will they stay friends, or is something more waiting to unfold? This is a heartwarming and comedic story of love, friendship, and discovering your true feelings.

She wakes alone in the ruins of a forgotten castle—no name, no memory, only a whisper in the dark. A man cloaked in shadow appears, claiming to be something more than a stranger. He says he is her shadow. Bound by a forgotten past and a love that once cost them everything, the two embark on a quiet journey through a world slowly healing from magic’s ruin. Haunted by glimpses of lives once lived, pursued by the echoes of her former power, she must decide whether to uncover the truth that broke her—or write a new story where memory is no longer needed to love. A story of remembrance, forgiveness, and choosing someone all over again... even when the past is lost to time.Even if she forgets him in every lifetime—he will find her again. In the silence of a ruined world, a forgotten love waits in the shadows. What if the one you once loved was not gone… only forgotten? ++This novel will be updated every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday.++

In a world where love is forsaken for practicality, a marriage is born from cold terms, When the woman’s heart ignites with unexpected passion, betrayal follows, leading her to seek solace in his brother’s arms. The man who once kept her distant realizes too late the depth of his mistake. Discover a captivating tale of love, heartbreak, and the bonds of brotherhood shattered by betrayal. Will redemption be possible, or has love slipped forever into the shadows?

She was the perfect daughter, shaping herself into whatever they wanted her to be. A flawless doll. A beautiful mask. She learned every smile, every move, playing her part without a single mistake, because this part of her life wasn’t hers... it was theirs. But not forever. One day, she would break free. No one would control her future or tell her who to become. She would be the one writing her own story. Yet, just as her plans were finally falling into place, everything started to crumble. One problem after another, surprises she never saw coming, and people who kept showing up in her life, no matter how many times she tried to push them away. Her life had always been hard, but these sudden changes pulled her into a storm she never asked for, making her question the very path she thought she was set on. Like a caterpillar fighting to build its cocoon, she is struggling to change. But deep down, she knows that once she breaks free, she will be a butterfly, ready to rise and fly higher than ever before. … “Let me tell you now, your kindness? I don’t need it. What you offer? I don’t want it. And a piece of advice, be careful with your kindness. It might bring pain to those you wish to protect, rather than support.” She turned her back, leaving him standing there, watching her retreat into the distance. … "Because I was like her once—filled with guilt. Those were the words I needed to hear, the ones I gave up hoping for long ago." He looked at her, his gaze softening with sympathy. “And you don’t seem like someone who’s ready to free herself from that guilt.” “Someday, maybe. But not yet. Not just yet.” “When that time comes,” he asked gently. “Will you tell me first?” She paused, meeting his eyes before a faint smile touched her lips. “I suppose I can do that much.” … “Whatever I’ve been through, no matter how difficult, I’m proud of it. I’ll never feel ashamed of the things I’ve done to reach this point.” She cupped his cheek, her touch gentle but firm. “So don’t feel bad for me. Be proud of me. While you weren’t there, you were always on my mind. You gave me the strength to keep going. Remember that.” He leaned into her hand, his voice quiet. “Then tell me… tell me everything you’ve experienced.” Currently 7 chapters a week... Another 2 for every 100 power stones mark... DO ADD "Llaellen's Updates" BOOK IN YOUR LIBRARY TO GET THE LATEST UPDATES ABOUT MY PLANS FROM HERE ON OUT Do read my other stories: SHE'S THAT KNIGHT KNOWN AS ZERO (COMPLETED) VENGEANCE TO THE ROYAL ONES (COMPLETED) COMING FOR THE LAST FOURTEENTH (COMPLETED) RESTARTING CHAPTER BOOK FINALE (COMPLETED) VERACITY OF THE PAST (REUPLOADED ON ETSY - JUST LOOK FOR "Llaellen") REBIRTH: STUBBORNLY FUFILLING A PROMISE (COMPLETED) LEFT BEHIND BY TIME (COMPLETED) LLAELLEN'S UPDATES (NEVER ENDING)

Seventeen-year-old Nicolás is just trying to survive his last year of high school, his mom’s chaotic love for strangers, and the fact that his older brother Lucas has gone mysteriously distant. But then Alejandro Torres—Lucas’s best friend and former neighborhood golden boy—moves into their house temporarily. No big deal. Except he’s hotter now. And shirtless a lot. And kind. And infuriating. Nick’s doing everything he can not to fall for the guy who used to ignore him, especially when Alex keeps acting like they’re suddenly friends—or more. Between late-night talks, awkward car rides, and way too many feelings, Nick’s stuck in a loop of I hate him / I might love him / someone please sedate me. It’s not just about Alex. It’s about growing up, stepping out of Lucas’s shadow, and figuring out who he is when the person he’s becoming might actually deserve to be seen.

His hand gripped both of hers, pinning them firmly above her head as he pressed her against the wall. In his other hand, he held the diary aloft, the pages trembling slightly as if mirroring the tension in the air. A mischievous smirk danced across his lips as he leaned closer, his voice low and teasing, "Are you really going to deny that this is yours?" She froze, her gaze locked onto the diary before flicking up to meet his eyes. Her breaths came shallow, her chest rising and falling as she struggled to find her voice. When she finally spoke, it was barely a whisper, the words fragile and laden with sorrow. "not mine" she said, her voice catching as tears brimmed in her eyes, spilling over onto her cheeks.

Neva and Rhett, the two youths have their heart strings attached in love. Interfering their peaceful life circumstances unfolds scattering blades in their romance. Ishmael, with a heart of spikes, he looks to mend the wound, searching and failing for his Neva separated from him. Rays of love and joy filtering through clouds of horror in the world, Neva before him once more. The twisted fate entangling them, reveals the game of sphere as misery burns their soul. Concealed life beyond turning pages—one after another. The tale gathers: sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and weakness, destruction and creation, love and hate. Illusion is where we live; in the Garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusive is serenity; an evermore sanguine of love. Visionary of paradise in the new earth; sows hope deep in the soul. Delusory pleasure of the world; shall bring us burns in the ocean of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of the man, even now bleeding red. The whisper whirls with the dawn of a man. He, who pretends to be the Hero. (The girl who promised to always be together, Forbids him to ever appear, Refusing to recognise him, She disregards all he ever had. Vowing to protect her, He's the terrifying truth she hopes rules lie. Tripping and ripping her, He's the living tragedy looming in on her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth; He's the villain pretending to be a Hero.)

Danica Clarke is a powerhouse in Prada. A brilliant, no-nonsense business mogul who can close million-dollar deals in heels without breaking a sweat. She's bold, sharp, and utterly uninterested in love. In fact, the very idea of it? Cringe. Romance is for daydreamers and Hallmark movies—not for women with empires to build. Alfred Brown is a walking contradiction to Danica’s world: Charming, warm, kind, grounded, with a smile that could make even the most jaded heart stutter. He’s a romantic in a world that’s forgotten what love even means. A successful businessman in his own right, Alfred isn’t just searching for “the one”—he believes she’s out there, waiting for him. So what happens when their worlds collide? When opposites attract in the most unexpected of ways? Let’s just say: sparks will fly. Hearts will stumble. And neither Danica nor Alfred will be ready for what’s coming. A swoony rollercoaster of passion, banter, and laugh-out-loud moments, with just the right touch of heat. ____________________________ Author's Note ____________________________ Hey lovely readers! First of all, THANK YOU for choosing this story. I’m beyond excited to share Danica and Alfred’s wild, fiery, emotional journey with you. Yes, English isn't my first language, and some early chapters might be a little rough around the edges—but please hang in there! The heart of the story is what matters, and I promise you—it gets juicier, funnier, and deeper as you go. Starting from Chapter 10, the chapters are edited and polished—more depth, more detail, and more delicious drama! Want more chapters? Let’s play a game: 50 votes = 1 bonus chapter 100 votes = 2 bonus chapters 150 votes = 3 bonus chapters Follow me on Instagram for updates & behind-the-scenes fun: @quillfame_29 This novel contains mature content and emotional highs and lows. So buckle up—it’s going to be a ride. Thank you again for reading. You won't regret it, promise. Disclaimer: The cover art belongs to its original creator. Copyright: No part of this book may be reproduced without the author’s permission. All rights reserved!

Crown Prince Ian Stromridge has just returned from battle, hailed as a hero, greeted with people's adoration and blessings but he brings home a beautiful woman, though he's already married leaving everybody completed nonplussed. His wife, Princess Angelica Stromridge wed him for convenience before he left for war. Their marriage lacked affection and was rife with misunderstandings from the start. From name-calling to accidental letters leading to further misconception. During his absence, Angelica played the dutiful wife, sacrificing to maintain the household, being the lovely princess and wonderful daughter in law, only to face his return with another woman whom the entire kingdom agreed was more beautiful than she was! Will she divorce or fight for his love, a love that clearly never existed in the first place? Will she clear the misunderstandings and surmount the obstacles or will it be a post-marriage love story or an ex-wife tale full of regret? Excerpt |||| "My princess..." called a maid, knocking on the door her hand trembling. "Come in." replied Angelica as the door opened hearing footsteps approaching. "What are you doing here? I gave stern orders for no one to disturb me for the entirety of the day." her austere voice rang out. "I... I know my princess... please forgive me... I... I did not mean to disturb you but... this is something very important." "Let's have it then." replied Angelica closing the book she had been reading as she laid eyes on the maid. The maid gulped, the fear evident in her eyes, she did not know how Angelica would react to the severely bad news she had brought with her, however, one thing was sure, Angelica would not react lightly at all. "My... m...y prince...ss the..." said the maid, causing Angelica to sigh in annoyance, rolling her eyes, she had better things to do than sit here listening to the maid's mumbling. "Yes, say it." said Angelica giving the maid a hand. "My princess, the crowned prince has returned." said the maid. "Oh... well that's nice... I guess I will see him later, or better yet tomorrow. There is no rush, I am sure he is swarmed by crowds at the moment." replied Angelica lazily, she really had no intention of moving from this spot. "But my princess... ther— " "Oh, you're right, it would be unacceptable if I did not come out to greet him, rumours would certainly ensue and the kingdom would be in serious hysteria as they always are." replied Angelica annoyed. "Yes, you are right, I should go and welcome him back home." said Angelica as she stood up and yawned. "My princess... that is not all, there is something else..." said the maid. "And what is that?" asked Angelica as the maid's eyes darted around the room, she did not know what to do, or how best to put this. "My princess... the... the crowned prince has truly returned but..." said the maid with a prolonged pause. "But what?" asked Angelica, her senses tingling, she had a inking that there was something wrong from the maid's strange behaviour. "But his highness..." paused the maid. "Out with it now!" said Angelica sternly. "His highness has returned with a strange woman and the rumours claim that she is his new wife!" spat out the maid as Angelica suddenly felt lightheaded and she fell back down on the chair. "My princess!" cried the maid as she rushed to her. "This is some sort of farce." said Angelica as the maid proceeded quickly to fan her with a cloth. "No my princess... it is true." replied the maid. "This is impossible. Ian must be mad, I am going to see this display of stupidity for myself!" said Angelica hotly, quickly rising up and storming out of the room as the poor maid followed behind her. ||||

The streets were a mess — broken cars, scattered loot, zombie groans echoing through the air. Kim Byeol-ha sprinted at the back of a terrified crowd, his hands casually stuffed in the pockets of his ragged hoodie. A dull thought floated lazily in his mind. “Should I make ramen tonight? Or maybe... tteokbokki? Something spicy sounds nice…” Behind him, a monstrous zombie let out an ugly screech. Byeol-ha glanced over his shoulder, yawned, then slightly shifted his wrist. Puff. The zombie's head exploded without warning, but he didn't even blink. No one noticed. Everyone was too busy screaming. At the front of the street, a group of well-armed fighters burst into view. Their leader — tall, broad-shouldered, in sleek black tactical armor — pointed his gleaming sword forward with authority. “Everyone behind me! We'll protect you!" Baek Ryeo-woon, commander of District 9, the textbook definition of a hero. Byeol-ha stopped running. “Ah. It’s the overachiever type.” He scratched his head and turned to the side, casually strolling toward a side alley to avoid getting drafted into some dumb citizen protection program. Meanwhile, Baek Ryeo-woon spotted Byeol-ha slipping away like a lazy cat ditching chores. "You!" he barked sharply. "Stay with the group!" Byeol-ha tilted his head lazily, eyes half-closed. “Mm? Why?” His voice was soft, almost sleepy. “It's dangerous, idiot!” Ryeo-woon shouted, cutting down two zombies with clean, practiced strikes. “You want to die alone out there?” Byeol-ha considered it seriously. "Not really. But if I die, at least I won't have to worry about dinner," he muttered, shoving his hands deeper into his pockets. Baek Ryeo-woon stared at him like he'd just grown a second head. "Who the hell worries about dinner during an evacuation!?" He stormed toward Byeol-ha, grabbed him by the back of the hoodie like a stray cat, and physically dragged him back into the crowd. Byeol-ha grumbled under his breath, getting hauled like a shopping bag. "Geez, musclehead. Let a guy think about tteokbokki in peace." Meanwhile, Ryeo-woon growled low, half-annoyed, half-baffled: "Great. Just what I needed. Another helpless civilian with no survival instincts." Neither of them knew yet — one was the hidden protector of the entire city, the other... was about to fall hopelessly in love with a boy who cared more about spicy rice cakes than zombie apocalypses.

Lee Wooyun had always been a fan of romance fantasy books and films, especially those set in historical times with kings and queens, dukes and duchesses, and the like. His friends were well aware of his obsession and recommended a book that had recently been making waves on social media. The book was titled My Charming Demon Lord. At first, Lee Wooyun was hesitant. Unlike the fantasies he usually read, which were often set in Western historical settings, this one was different. However, his friends assured him he would enjoy it. Not wanting to reject their gift, he decided to give it a try. That night, he found himself unable to put the book down, reading almost the entire thing in one sitting. "Those guys were right! It’s amazing! A Cinderella-like fairytale set in a murim/cultivation world? It’s too good!" He couldn't help but imagine how incredible it would be to take the female lead Han Seo-yoon’s place—starting from such a miserable beginning only to end up in the arms of the surprisingly sweet and gentle demon lord. I wish I could take her place. That night, as he drifted off to sleep, the book he had left open on his desk began to emit a golden glow. The pages flipped backward, returning to the very first chapter, and its contents began to change as well. The title My Charming Demon Lord pulsed with a piercing red light, and before Lee Wooyun could even react, his surroundings shifted. The next morning, instead of waking up wrapped in his expensive velvet duvet—the one he had spent hundreds of dollars on—he found himself in a dimly lit room, lying on a pile of hay and straw. His back ached horribly, like he had actually slept on a pile of hay and straw. "What in the world…?" he muttered, rubbing his sore muscles. "Where in the hell am I? And why does it smell like cow dung in here?!” *** This is the story of how a fantasy-genre enthusiast ended up inside one of the books he had wished for—without realizing just how dangerous that wish would be. "I guess it’s true what they say: Be careful what you wish for."

Zora, the last big boss, died in an accident. But her story doesn't end there. She woke up in the Feng Dynasty, a fictional world ruled by women, as the infamous dandy, Zora. She even defiled the elegant young master, leader of the four great young masters! Will she be caught in bed? Will her secret be exposed? No! Watch as Zora, the big boss, turns over a new leaf. She takes every step carefully, watching the world change around her. And in the end, she sits on the throne. But this isn't just a story of power. There are many men who will fight for her attention, making this a tale of love and intrigue as well.

For three years, I waited to become the perfect Luna for my pack and give the Alpha an heir. Three years of lies, being the intruder in someone else's love. Three years to suffer the death of my baby and seek revenge against the man who disfigured my face and destroyed my womb. Dying captured by my own pack or escaping and surviving—those were my only two paths. I chose to hide and live. The Lycan King, Aldric Thorne, the most bloodthirsty and ruthless ruler who led the werewolves with an iron fist—I became his personal maid, the most dangerous position, where I could lose my head at any moment for the slightest mistake. But no one from my past would ever look for me here. "Always submissive. Don't speak, don't listen, don't see anything, don't bother the Lycan, or you'll die." Simple rules to follow. I thought I was doing well until the day the King made me an offer I couldn't refuse. "You want me to save those people? Then surrender to me tonight. Be mine. I desire you, and I know you feel the same. Just once, Valeria... only once." But it wasn't just once. And passion turned into love. That cold, untamable man conquered my heart as well. However, when the past comes back to haunt me and the truth of my birth is revealed, I must make a choice once again—flee from the Lycan King or wait for his mercy. "I'm sorry, but this time, I won't lose my pups again. Not even for you, Aldric." My name is Valeria Von Carstein, and this is my complicated love story with the Lycan King.