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Ava Summers is the perfect daughter: CEO material, straight-A student, and the only Summers twin with a functioning frontal lobe. She’s survived nineteen years of sharing air and eyebrow genes with Eva — a walking fire hazard who once tried to toast marshmallows on scented candles and nearly set the estate ablaze. So when their parents arranged a marriage to Zeke Ford — the kingdom’s favorite golden boy and serial flirt — Ava reluctantly took one for the family. That is, until Eva pulled a fast one: she spiked Ava’s margarita, slid a shady contract under her nose, and next thing you know… Ava’s waking up married to the wrong twin. Enter Zach Ford — the kingdom’s coldest man alive, walking gloom cloud, and accidental husband. He hasn’t cracked a smile since his mysterious fiancée, Orihime, died under suspicious circumstances. The Ford family thought Eva’s chaotic sunshine might fix him. Too bad they accidentally married him to Ava: a neurotic perfectionist who schedules emotional breakdowns like business meetings. Now Ava has to: Pretend she's totally in love with her emotionally constipated husband. Survive polite society, royal gossip, and unwanted foot rub offers from Shen Wang — her rich, clingy, disturbingly hot suitor who thinks “No” is short for “Not yet.” Figure out if Orihime is actually dead… or just hiding better than Zach hides his feelings. It was supposed to be a PR move. Instead, it’s a rom-com with fake love, real secrets, one stolen car, and at least two murder mysteries. With This Ring, I Loathe You—Yes, I Do: A chaotic enemies-to-lovers rollercoaster with tax fraud, unresolved trauma, and a love story that may or may not be court-admissible—because honestly, I am still in shambles on how to finish this novel without breaking me own phone screen or my heart. Let's see HAHAHA

This world has always been ordinary. Ancient myths and whispers through campfire tales, was never real. Only a reflection of longing, fear, and wonder passed down through generations. In truth, the world moved forward untouched by the supernatural, devoid of mystery. Belief, however, lingers. It settles quietly in forgotten corners of the mind, dormant in fiction and ritual, waiting for a spark. Stories may press against the edges of reality, but they are never capable of crossing it. For generations, the boundary has held firm—until now. As inexplicable events ripple across society—subtle at first, then undeniable—the world begins to bend. Old stories reemerge with new weight. Monsters once trapped in myth are glimpsed in alleyways. Symbols gain power. And every lie told with conviction becomes harder to distinguish from truth. The world is changing. And no one—not the skeptics, not the authorities, not even those who set it in motion—can stop it.

They say houses can hold a lot of secrets, the only way those secrets get revealed is if you're brave enough to open the door. Paige and her group of friends decide to buy a house together, they settle on an older looking home that would need a lot of work. They were living the dream, until that dream turned into a nightmare. Enter to the stage, John Rickman. A huge drug lord who had been hiding his money in the older looking home, who doesn't take too kindly to discover all his money missing. The group have to go on the run to save their lives, but trouble somehow always follows. They settle down in an off the grid type of village, where they were about to learn why it was so off the grid. Lies, murder and pain consume the village they thought would be safe. Forcing the friends to make decisions they would regret for the rest of their lives. They wanted a fresh start, but it was far from the start they were expecting.

Qin Feng was transmigrated to a parallel world and became a cop. He had activated the Super Detective System and could replicate any scene in his head down to the minor detail. His first case was the murder and decapitation of a wife. He slowly piled up an impressive resume, and whenever he solved a case, he would be rewarded by the system. God-tier: Close Quarter Combat God-tier: Gun Mastery God-tier: Hermes Feet “I’m the crime’s kryptonite, the natural enemy of murderers, and the protector of people!” announced Qin Feng.

When Tara agreed to the marriage of convenience between her family and that of the Blackwaters she didn't know what to expect nor did she have an opinion about it being the only child of her father. It was common knowledge amongst children from Mafia families that they were not free to marry just the way they like, it would always be with proper consultation and strategy to ensure the marriage was a form of reinforcement for the family. Power comes before Love. However, as the saying goes not all that glitters is Gold. The Blackwaters coated their words with gold but underneath them were plans to have revenge. Revenge shattered the world of Tara who had completely fallen in love with Lakan against the advice to be always watchful. For the sake of the true love she had in her heart the universe decided to reward her with another opportunity to be watchful but how does she go about it when she is still struggling with the fact that the death of every member of her family still seems like a dream to her? Excerpt. Tara walks into his office with uncertainty in her heart. She wasn't sure of what to expect but was sure it would surely contain some secrets after all why would he say "Of all the rooms in this house my office is out of bound to you. You should never find yourself inside even by mistake " Those were the clear words he gave to her from the day of their marriage and she had always heeded those words. But not today. she was determined to find clues that Lakan and his family were making plots against her family. She has made it her life assignment since that dream or since she came back in time. she was still yet to conclude on that. She noticed a red file on the table, the only one with that color, and headed straight for it. "Do you have a death wish? She heard a cold voice ask from behind her. Fear gripped her as she turned slowly, she already knew who it was. There he stood staring at her with a fierce look on his face, his cold eyes penetrating her heart. How could he have entered without making a sound? And I thought he was sleeping. " Do you have a death wish? He repeated this time advancing toward her with steady steps his eyes not looking away for one second. She swallowed hard and wondered what possible lie would save her right now or if this was the end for her.

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Sixteen-year-old aspiring author Queen Yamada finds pleasure in creating stories online. She dreamed of publishing her own books someday. When the innocent  Queen started to establish a good fan base for her online stories, the pleasure she felt on writing gradually became a pressure.  Some of her fans started to demand a bed scene with her storyline! As the pressure of pleasing them started to crept on her bones, she  made a stupid mistake any sixteen year old could do. She went to social media and desperately posted a status. "Fellow writers, help me make a bed scene." Her post managed to catch the attention of the diverse community of writers and readers. What could possibly get wrong? Her life starts to turn upside down when a creepy man begins to send her unsolicited love notes, luxurious gifts and obsessive messages. Now, she is on the run! 

Kassandra opens her eyes in a bizarre room full of Christmas decorations. “Where the hell am I? Where is this place?” She started moving her eyes around the room. No one is inside the room except for her. She noticed that the room was painted white and full of Christmas decorations. She gets annoyed at the sight of red and green color decorations around her. “Is this hell?” she asked herself. “Hmm. If this is hell, I could turn this into my own haven.” Kassandra removes all the decorations and started throwing it into the fireplace found inside the bedroom. While she is busy doing her stuff, a woman entered the room. “You are awake. How are you feeling?” Kassandra turned her gaze to the source of the voice. The woman is familiar. “Are you Satan? Is this hell?” She innocently asked the woman. “Satan? Who is that?” the woman confusedly asked back. “If you are not Satan. Then I am not in hell. So, is this heaven?” The woman cannot help herself not to laugh. “What a cute human being. Anyway, you are not in heaven or hell. You are in Noel City, specifically Noel Academy.” “Noel City?” Kassandra stops and thinks for a while. She remembers something. She was hunting the meat for her lunch and supper when she encountered some unexplainable occurrences in front of an enigmatic wall that said to be the link of the human world from the place called Noel City. From what she had heard from the town people, Noel City is a place where people can celebrate Christmas every day. Also, this place is no ordinary. All the residents in this city possessed special abilities that are unknown to common people. “Are you kidding me!? Here is even worse than hell!” Kassandra’s skin turns pale white. “Please bring me back home.” The last words she could mutter before losing her consciousness. How can a grinch like her survive in a place like this?

Young widow and artist Keely must reinvent her life after her husband’s sudden death. Her first step is to move to a new town.<br><br>When her landlady hires a couple of itinerant painter-handymen to refurbish the house, Keely begins to awaken from her grief-spawned isolation. Inspired by the two good-looking workers, she explores a new focus for her art and discovers the exotic pleasures of a ménage for the first time.

He narrows his green eyes at me as he leans back, folding his arms across his chest, "We're really going to do this again, aren't we?" "What do you mean?" I ask, annoyed. "This little game where you pretend to hate me, when I really know you're just in love with me," he replies, smirking. I scoff and roll my eyes, "In love?" I laugh loudly, "With you? No. I loathe you." Hating Jordan Gallagher was just so easy... "It's not that I don't believe in love. I just don't think it's meant for people like me."- Jordan Gallagher “Sometimes the people who hurt us the worst are the ones we need the most.”- Elyse Gates