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“Sialan, Ada…” “Brad... oh, sial... lebih dalam... lebih keras!” Suara tajam Ada memohon di antara desahan bernapasnya. Dentuman kepala tempat tidur ke dinding meningkat saat Ann membeku. Tidak... ini tidak mungkin! Ann menarik napas dalam-dalam dan mendorong pintu sedikit lebih lebar. Dadanya terasa seperti akan meledak saat ia menahan napas sementara celah itu melebar. Ketika itu mengungkapkan adiknya berbaring di bawah tunangannya, tangannya terbang ke mulutnya untuk menahan teriakan kengerian saat hatinya hancur seketika. Saat Brad mengaum melepaskan dirinya di dalam adiknya, Ada memalingkan kepalanya ke arah pintu dengan senyum sinis. Dingin yang menusuk turun ke atas Ann seolah-olah ember air es telah dituangkan ke atasnya dan dia berdiri dan menatap, matanya terbelalak dan mulut sedikit terbuka dalam ketidakpercayaan. Ada mengangkat tangannya dan melambai ke arah Ann dengan senyum puas terpatri di wajahnya saat Brad roboh di atasnya, mencium lehernya dengan penuh kasih.

« Putain, Ada... » « Brad... oh, putain... plus profond... plus fort ! » La voix perçante d'Ada suppliait entre des gémissements haletants. Les coups contre le mur de la tête de lit s'intensifiaient alors qu'Ann restait figée. Non... cela ne pouvait pas être vrai ! Ann prit une grande inspiration et poussa la porte un peu plus. Sa poitrine semblait sur le point d'exploser tandis qu'elle retenait son souffle et que l'entrebâillement de la porte s'élargissait. Lorsqu'elle révéla sa sœur couchée sous son futur mari, elle porta les mains à sa bouche pour étouffer le gazouillis d'horreur tandis que son cœur se brisait sur-le-champ. Alors que Brad rugissait sa délivrance à l'intérieur de sa sœur, Ada tournait la tête vers la porte avec un sourire narquois. Un froid glacial tomba sur Ann comme si un seau d'eau glacée avait été renversé sur elle et elle se tenait là, les yeux écarquillés et la bouche légèrement ouverte dans l'incrédulité. Ada leva la main et fit un signe dans la direction d'Ann avec un sourire suffisant collé sur le visage tandis que Brad s'effondrait sur elle, l'embrassant tendrement dans le cou.

“Monsters wear many faces. Some smile. Some moan. Some hide behind a badge.” In the retro-futuristic sprawl of Gravesend City, corruption oozes through its steel veins. Crime has evolved—so has pleasure, so has pain. Beneath the mask of order, demons walk in heels, shadows whisper in tongues, and power seduces those too broken to resist. Enter Asher Blackwood — a washed-up detective with a haunted past, a dry wit, and a growing secret. His power? Unstable. His morality? Negotiable. His enemies? Not quite human. As strange events unravel across the city—from haunted brothels to twisted political games—Asher is forced into a spiraling mystery. One that teases his trauma, toys with his lust, and pushes him toward truths far darker than the alleys he calls home. Flirtatious succubi. Scheming elites. Broken oaths. Forbidden power. Every choice tempts him. Every clue costs him. Every pleasure corrupts. And the worst part? The deeper he digs, the more he suspects… he’s part of the problem. Features: Urban mystery with creeping horror and erotic tension Slow-burn power progression from city-level to cosmic chaos Flawed but intelligent male lead Bold female characters with actual agency Foreshadowing, plot twists, and a creeping sense of dread—hidden under neon lights

“Fate has something planned for you…” The Borderland, a desert region located between two countries, two cultures and two rivals; This Region is full of mysteries and rich in“mana” (Natural Energy) a target for powerful individuals. Five Years ago, a tragedy hit the borderland with a massive earthquake and destroyed both cities completely…among the victims,a boy whose existence was completely erased… After witnessing a miracle, Alejandro Sanchez, a regular student at the Sun City International High School, a prestigious school where students from all over the world come to learn with high technology in the Western World, decided to investigate what happened on that fateful night… A new adventure begins as Alejandro meets the mysterious transfer student who resembles that boy who disappeared…he returns to the place he once called home with a simple mission: Assassinate the one who killed his father. Join the two boys as they uncover the secrets of Borderland… THANK YOU AND ENJOY…

Stories of Dracula, the crimson king. Something different from what have been told. The dream returned again, thick with fog and the stench of old blood. Elara stood barefoot on blackened soil, surrounded by whispering shadows. A voice echoed through the mist — ancient, intimate. “Izolda…” She didn’t recognize the name, yet it struck something buried deep, like a cracked bell in her bones. She woke before dawn, heart pounding. Behind her ear, blood trickled from a place no wound should be. She dabbed it with trembling fingers and stared at the smear of red. It was the third time this month. At first, she told herself it was stress. Nerves. Imagination. But when three monks arrived that morning cloaked in silence and dusk-colored robes, her doubts unraveled. “You’ve heard the Call,” the eldest said. “The Seal weakens.” They knew her name. They spoke of an order older than kings. And of a man — a monster — bound beneath soil and stone. Dracula. Elara’s blood remembered things her mind could not. And now, the past clawed its way forward — not as memory, but as prophecy.

Amnesiac composer Silas awakens in a shattered multiverse where music bends reality. Hunted by a tyrant harvesting souls, he discovers his past sins birthed this chaos. With Lyra—a violinist whose melodies reset time—he battles eldritch horrors feeding on tragedy. But every power use erodes his memories, and salvation demands forgetting her.

In the concrete canyons of the city, a war older than time is brewing. Lily, a woman forging her own path, discovers a wild power within – the blood of the wolf. But she's not alone in the shadows. Alexander, a vampire with eyes like night and a soul shrouded in secrets, offers an uneasy alliance. They stand against a tide of ancient hatred and a cunning enemy who threatens to shatter the fragile truce between werewolves and vampires. Under the cold light of the moon, Lily's power surges, but will it be enough? Can a wolf and a vampire, bound by fate and desire, save their kind from extinction?

"I died… and woke up in a coffin, surrounded by beautiful vampire girls who all want to drink my blood… or kiss me… or both?!" Minazuki Airi was just an ordinary, painfully shy high school girl—until a tragic accident ended her life. But death was only the beginning. When Airi awakens in a dark, candlelit chapel inside Nocturne Academy, an elite school for vampires, she learns she has been reincarnated as the Blood Rose Maiden—a mythical soul said to possess a power that can bring vampire clans to ruin… or bind them together. Now, Airi finds herself the unwilling center of attention in a school full of dangerously beautiful vampire girls—each more powerful (and more possessive) than the last. There’s Lys, the noble and dominant student council president who claims Airi as hers. Rena, the fiery delinquent vampire who wants to “train” her. Celene, the cold and calculating tactician who sees Airi as the perfect piece in her games. And many more...

A high-school couple enters a limousine with a man that tells them they must prevent an apocalyptic fate from happening to a futuristic world. Given psychic powers to assist them on their journey, the only people they can trust in this new world is each other.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!