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"I don't have to go back there anymore" ------- Having lost everything because of a rogue alpha, Gal Ryder is sure she won't be going back home again. She had nothing to live for and besides, she had been doing okay alone, but has she? She has been living a quiet life for a while until someone shows up with an extensive and interesting plan. One that will allow her to reclaim her home and her people. However, there are so many obstacles, so many eyes are watching and Gal Ryder has to choose between her people and living like a Rogue. Will she reclaim her home or will she give it all up? and what if she falls in love with the unexpected? OTHER WORKS: IN THE MIND OF CEO ARMANDO'S TEMPTRESS BRENDA: MY SHINING LOVER THE FATE OF THE CURSED ALPHA FEMALE ALPHA MARINA'S DYING MATE AND THEIR HUMAN BETA

Walking along the beach one evening, Luca Ferone encounters a body floating in the water. Being told to kiss off after rescuing the man isn't what he expected.<br><br>Dennis O'Shea was ready to end it all. Being saved wasn't in his plans.<br><br>One look in Dennis' eyes is all Luca needs to be lost. He won't let anything get in the way until Dennis is his. Dennis doesn't go easily but realizes Luca is a man used to getting his own way. Can the two find their way together?

When two broken souls meet in the silence of a world that’s never been kind, love becomes both a curse and a sanctuary. Arin, a guarded heir with a past full of secrets, and Lucien, a runaway part time fighter and a painter hiding from pain, are thrown together by fate—and desperation. Their paths collide when Arin offers Lucien shelter from a storm, only to find himself unraveling under the boy’s quiet gaze and gentle touch. In a world where trust is dangerous and love even more so, they find solace in stolen moments—baths that last till sunrise, kisses hidden beneath cold moonlight, and touches that say what words never can. But the deeper they fall, the closer the shadows creep. As Arin’s family legacy threatens to drag them both under, and Lucien’s trauma resurfaces with cruel timing, the two must choose: surrender to the darkness or fight to save the fragile love blooming between them. A soft, sensual, and heartbreaking story about healing, vulnerability, and a love that feels like drowning—only sweeter.

Three misfits are thrown into a mystical world. If the sweetest dreams are nightmares, what would you give to return home? Update Frequency: 2 days Author's notes 07/06/2019: Hello. Well, let's start. 26/06/2019: Today marks the day that my dog, Patches, passes. She always liked second helpings, so here's two chapters. 01/07/2019: Hello. I was jogging today, and an idea came over me. It involves the way the story will conclude and thus how it must proceed. Therefore, I will be taking a two-day break to flesh it all out before continuing. I am not sure if anyone even reads this story, but if you do, thank you. I'll be back. 06/07/2019: Please leave a comment and rate it as you will. I look forward to hearing from you. From the numbers, it seems like there's about 200 people who check this out regularly? However, it feels like a ghost town in here. Perhaps webnovel.com is padding the numbers and I am just talking to myself... How terrifying.

Named after the sun, claimed by the moon. Tafoket has always felt out of place—her name, her heritage, even her own reflection. A girl caught between worlds, she hides her fire behind sarcasm and rebellion, until the boy she once trusted—and who shattered her heart—returns with dangerous secrets, nightmares, and a power that mirrors her own. But power has a cost. When nightmares bleed into reality, Tafoket discovers a darkness lurking beneath her skin—ancient, hungry, and tied to a destiny she doesn’t understand. Shadows whisper her name. Doors unlock in her mind. And the tattoos burning across her body are more than ink; they’re a warning. As the line between dream and reality crumbles, Tafoket must confront the truth: her name isn’t just a word. It’s a key. And whatever waits on the other side? It knows her better than she knows herself.

"It was a starry night. I blinked away the moist blur in my eyes and marvelled at the beauty that stretched before me. A small town at the countryside, away from the noise and hassle of my previous life, a new beginning— —Is what I hoped for. I was far from it, I soon realised." Chloe Campbell, a twenty one year old art student, had a very rough childhood and if it weren't for her mother's constant love and support, she might have lost all her will to live. Her sudden death, however, took everyone by surprise, especially Chloe. She was shattered by the news. Left with the responsibility to care for her alcoholic father, nobody noticed her spiral down into the darkness. She was drowning. Suffocated and helpless, until her aunt Diana decided to step in and take her under her wing. Now Chloe lives with her aunt at a country farmhouse, working her way towards her so-called "fresh" beginning. But, what Chloe didn't expect was a fateful encounter with an ethereal being right off the bat. The tinge of melancholy in his emerald eyes hinted towards a dark past and darker secrets. And Chloe felt an enigmatic attraction towards him. She felt like she had to know more about him, even if it meant getting entangled in a centuries old curse that he believes only she can break. This is a love story of two very different people and how they overcome their differences and all the adversities to have their happily ever after.

Jimmy Fassett’s band just broke up, but then he meets Landry Flannery, a truly gifted fiddle player. It doesn't hurt that Landry's a looker and has a bold pink stripe in his hair that drives Jimmy crazy. The two men jam together in the evenings -- banjo and fiddle -- and they hit it off.<br><br>Soon, Jimmy wants to turn their budding friendship into something more, but Landry keeps putting obstacles in the way and inviting more and more people over to play. That’s not what Jimmy wants, so he walks away.<br><br>Fate, however, isn't done with the two men. At the end of a festival where Landry's band was the headliner, Jimmy is forced to take Landry home because he's sloppy drunk. The two men argue the next morning, and Jimmy refuses anymore contact, until Landry forces the issue.<br><br>Could things work out between the two men, after all?

One year after the tragic suicide of Lyra Sato, a gifted and quiet art student, her former tormentors—children of power and privilege—begin to experience a series of orchestrated psychological attacks. Each incident eerily mirrors the cruelty they once inflicted upon her. As the perfect facades of the bullies begin to crack, a ghost seems to haunt them—not through the supernatural, but through calculated exposure, manipulation, and the slow unraveling of their identities. Behind it all, someone is pulling the strings, someone who knows every secret, every sin, every silence. This is not a ghost story. This is revenge crafted as art. This is justice that echoes.

after the tragic car accident, Xavier and his Mother set out on a new adventure in San Francisco where they take in a neighborhood kid, Briar Marcle, after her parents where busted for neglect. Xavier decides to take Briar under his wing, and teach her what it's like to struggle with the fears of the world.

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!