--- After her parents' bitter divorce, *Ariana "Ari" Belle* moves with her single mom to Australia, hoping for a fresh start. But Ari isn’t the quiet, fresh-start type — she’s bold, fierce, and unapologetically sassy. Crop tops, attitude, and confidence? That’s just her default setting. Things take a twist when her mom becomes best friends with their new neighbor — *Blaze Hunter’s* mom. Blaze, the golden boy with a temper and abs carved by sin, wants nothing to do with the girl who walks like she owns the world and dresses like temptation. Ari thinks Blaze is a cocky, arrogant jerk… who looks way too good shirtless. Family dinners turn into silent wars. Glances become smirks. And when he pins her to the wall with words that burn hotter than fire, she gives it right back. Neither of them backs down. But under the insults and eye rolls, there’s heat. Raw, breath-stealing, can’t-think-straight heat. The kind that makes you forget you’re supposed to hate them. The kind that blurs the line between enemies… and something much more dangerous. They’re both fire. They’re both trouble.
AFTER HE TOUCHED HER Brayen Mallen, thirty-three, the CEO and heir of the noble Mallen family. A man who once lived gently, lovingly until he shattered the day his wife, Vallen Zickline, a commoner he married against his entire family’s will, died in a tragic accident while carrying their two-month pregnancy. For three years, Brayen lived inside Vallen’s shadow traumatized, angry, unstable, unable to function like a normal human being. Until the Mallen family forced him into a marriage with the Cruze family’s daughter for business interests. Brayen rejected it completely, even going so far as to visit the Cruze residence himself to cancel the engagement. But fearing Stella, their eldest daughter, would be unable to handle his volatile temperament, the Cruze family quietly replaced her with the younger daughter: Chiella Cruze the girl who had lived her entire life as nothing more than her sister’s shadow, always blamed, always dismissed, never loved by the parents who raised her. The marriage could not be undone; the business stakes were simply too enormous. And fate was cruel to Chiella. Already broken in her own home, she now had to face Brayen a man drowning in trauma and rage. Her days were filled with humiliation, emotional violence, and cruelty she never understood. The only person who saw Chiella’s wounds was Lian Shao, Brayen’s closest friend. Quietly, Lian protected her helped her became the only warmth in her suffocating world. And without realizing it, Chiella’s heart began to tremble toward him. But when Chiella finally left for real, that was the moment Brayen understood His heart had changed. And the only woman who now occupied it… was Chiella. Too late. Chiella had left with a pregnancy Brayen never knew about. For years, Brayen searched for her carrying regret like a haunting shadow only to slowly learn that Chiella had been abused since childhood… and he, her own husband, had repeated the same cruelty. Until one day, he found her. Living under a new identity. Raising their five-year-old twins. And beside her stood Lian Shao the man who once tried to protect her. The man who almost replaced him. And the most shocking truth of all Chiella was never a Cruze by blood. She was the missing daughter of a powerful noble family, hidden away since childhood. Now Brayen must fight everything: the great noble family, Lian Shao, Chiella herself, his own past, and the man he once was to reclaim his wife and children before he loses them forever. Explanation of the Novel “After He Touched Her” So here’s the thing… “After He Touched Her” is the kind of story that moves slowly. It doesn’t throw the biggest conflict in the first two chapters. The pacing is meant to build atmosphere, to peel back each character’s emotional wounds, and to show little by little why they’ve become such damaged people. Brayen isn’t the kind of main character readers will instantly like. He’s thirty-three, a widower, carrying the trauma of losing his first wife and their unborn child. The wound is deep, so deep he basically lived like a walking corpse for three years. That’s why when his family forced him to remarry, he resisted with everything he had. He simply wasn’t ready. Then comes Chiella. Not the first choice, not even a real choice just the “replacement” for her sister, who was pulled out because the Cruze family feared Stella couldn’t survive Brayen’s temperament. Chiella is the kind of character who has been suffering long before the story even begins. She lived under her sister’s shadow, never valued, never loved. So when she’s sent into this business marriage, it feels like being thrown into a lion’s den. And Brayen really does treat her terribly at the start— not out of inherent cruelty, but because he’s drowning in his past. He’s traumatized, angry, grieving… and he unleashes all of that on the wrong person. What hurts most is this: Chiella was already shattered at home, and entering the Mallen f
"My debt can't be paid with money. Only with blood, tears, or your virgin pussy. Choose, little girl." "One night my brother and I will open your package together, or be a bitch under my shoes for the rest of our lives?" Diep Mieu never expected that just because her mother borrowed 80 million baht from the Lanh Tuyet gang, her life would plunge into a dark hell. Two men as handsome as a devil, as rich as a devil, turned her into a plaything. During the day, she would still wear a pure white uniform to school, at night she would kneel under their crotch, her pussy would have a silver ring engraved with the owner's name, a chain around her neck, her mouth would suck on a cock, her ass would have a fox tail plug. They didn't just want to fuck her. They wanted to smash her, wanted to see her offer her soul just to get a caress. And the worst thing was... she was starting to get addicted to that feeling. [Note: Please read the warning carefully before reading. Thank you!]
Growing up,Elias had only one mantra… Stay away from sin and every impure thought. His life changes after he follows his master to clear the old cemetery behind the chapel. He committed the first sin of freeing a soul the heavens itself had buried. A dark demon with silver and red eyes and a sultry voice that tugged around his heart emerged from the shadows. He called himself Azazel. And he wanted more than just Elias's soul. “Pray louder" the demon whispered into his ear, dragging his nails down Elias slender throat. “I want to hear you ask your God for forgiveness while I ruin you." Elias tries to resist his charm… to fight those feelings that burned in his heart each time those eyes find him in the dark. Azazel doesn't just invade his life. He snuck into his dreams,his prayers… until Elias can't differentiate between what's holy and what's not anymore. *This is a forbidden romance between a human and the demon who refused to leave his side. In his world, love might just be the most deadliest sin of all.
Rejected by My Mate, Claimed by the Alpha King On her 18th birthday, Aria discovers her fated mate is none other than her brother’s best friend — but he rejects her in front of the whole pack. Humiliated, she runs… only to be hunted down by the ruthless Alpha King, who reveals she’s not who she thinks she is. Now, Aria must choose between revenge, love, and a dangerous destiny.
After a traumatic incident three years ago, Zara is ready for a fresh start. Moving abroad to Saint Monarch Academy, a prestigious boarding school in London, she hopes for a quiet, uneventful life — far from the shadows of her past and the memories that haunt her every step. But Saint Monarch is anything but quiet. From the moment she arrives, Zara is confronted with chaos: sprawling dorms that resemble mansions, unpredictable roommates, and students whose wealth and influence rule the campus. Among them are Juniper Harrington-King and Isa Windsor, two powerful figures in the school’s hierarchy, whose personalities clash with Zara’s desire for invisibility. And then there’s Saint, the notorious King of Campus, ironically nicknamed for being anything but saintly. When his attention turns to Zara, it’s relentless and unyielding — not because he needs her, but because she’s impossible to ignore. Thrust into the spotlight, Zara must navigate elite social circles, unexpected alliances, and a web of rivalries, all while trying to maintain her sense of self. As she struggles to reconcile her past with her present, Zara discovers that even at a school full of rules, influence, and appearances, nothing — and no one — is truly as they seem. In a place where popularity is power and peace is nearly impossible, Zara’s journey becomes one of self-discovery, resilience, and the challenge of staying true to herself while surviving the storm.
His hand gripped the back of my neck, pulling me against him. I should have pushed away. Instead, I let him kiss me like he owned me. And God help me… I kissed him back. I didn’t know who he truly was then. I didn’t know he was Asa, the man whispered about in fear, the Mafia boss who ruled the city from the shadows. But once I did, it only made me want him more. Now, every meeting pulls me deeper into his world, as our 2 seperate reality bleed into each other. And when I discover I’m carrying his child, I’ll have to face the truth: I can never go back to who I was. But will He be the love that saves me… or the sin that finally ruins me? Rated 18+
“-…Are you really going to slap me?” “-You know I never would.” “-Then why does it feel like you might?” She thought she was searching for someone—or maybe for herself ? Years of longing and distrust led her to a moment she never expected. Meeting him changes everything, stirring desire, fear, and a love she never imagined possible. What would prove to be fate in their lives? What would bring them closer together? What would earn both of them trust? Would it be a car accident? Revenge? Searching through a past life—or a glimpse of the future? Family against them, whole world against them,still stick together? Dreams and riddles, dizzying conflicts, and still… what’s became the reason for their love?
A ZepeNet holo-scanner hovered over her, humming faintly. Blue glyphs scanned her nervous system, her spine, her brain, her fingertips. "You may proceed forward into the test room" it's mechanical voice echoed. Her heart pounded. She braced herself. Jang Iseul entered the room, took off her shoes. The scanner blinked. Beeped. Now, she stood barefoot at the scanning area in Dominion Academy test room. The overhead lights pulsed in quiet rhythm, each cycle echoing a countdown she wasn't sure she could beat. The domination protocol was merciless. Gift identification had to be public. Every blink, every scan, every register to the ZepeNet Core Archive—all recorded, all locked. The hall smelled of cold tiles and recycled air. No pods. No luxury. Just a half-lit device with blinking sensors and a mandatory softnet readout. The scanner intoned: "Please remain still. Initiating full‑spectrum Gift Resonance Scan." Lines of energy crept up her spine. Symbols flickered across her vision like ghost data. The machine made a quiet chirping sound and locked her ZepeNet profile. She was ranked now. The world would see it. Her friends would see it. Universities would ignore it. She stared at the results. Red text streaked across the display: SCANNER SYNC COMPLETE Gift Class: Star‑Class Potential Rank: (F‑Rank) Designation: Mutated Illusion creator Origin Code: Strange, Unknown Energy Bond: Red Locked ZepeNet Status: Manual Review Required Red‑Locked meant more than just blocked advancement—it meant social death. She stared at the result, not very shocked. A technician leaned forward and raised a brow. "Star‑Class? But still F‑Rank?! How rare! But you're permanent Red‑Locked?! Sorry, bad luck, kid," he was flabbergasted as he looked at her sympathetically. She already knew. The system refused to understand her Gift. It didn't just misclassify her—it locked her out. Because it had never seen any gift quite like her. Jang Iseul nodded without looking at him. He tried to sound kind and find the right words. "Well… better late than never. Happens sometimes. You might qualify for logistics or harvest support." She stood silently. Not because she was powerless, but because she knew what to do next. She walked out of the testing room and didn't look back. She didn't know what she had expected— She left the scanner room in silence. Other students whispered as she walked past: "She is still red?" "Forever F‑Rank much, huh? Wow. Even at eighteen." "She's done. No squads'll take her seriously now." She didn't respond. Didn't look back. Didn't try to explain. Because she'd seen what she could do in dreams. And she knew she was close. So damn close. She passed two seniors leaning against a vending drone. One of them, a girl with synthetic nails and neon hair, sneered without making eye contact. "Hey, Jang Iseul. Who are you pretending to be now, queen of the losers F‑Ranks?" Iseul didn't slow down. She didn't even turn her head. But the girl moved aside anyway. There was only one test left before she'd be defined—or discarded.
“who is he ?” “……..” coldly staring at him with an emotion that isn’t quite right or explainable “Who is this Andre?” he demanded, voice tight with jealousy. “you don’t need to know “ “No I need to Andre, i don’t like him to close to you or even touching you.!!” “okay.” “good you understand [smiles]” “…..” “Now come to me” walking to him with indifference but “…madness flickering in his pale irises, like a storm he couldn’t contain.” “I don’t like him being too close to you.” “ ….” “You belong to me alone, Andre. You should know I don’t like sharing!,YOU ARE MY LIGHT” kissed him while muttering these words to him “You are my …..” he blocked the remaining words from his mouth with his because he knew what he was going to say having heard it thousands of times. Loving me was your curse.
A man with girlfriend and a woman with a trashy past had s*x with eachother while being drunk but they knew nothing about eachother it was a one night stand then after that make out they completely disappeared from eachothers life but had the memories of sleeping together but we will see how they live their life and if they will interact with eachother or not
This book is about the life of a man who transmigrated into a human body after the nuclear apocalypse. The book is inspired by the survival games Metro 2033, ATOM RPG, S.T.A.L.K.E.R, Day R. ————————— Aleksey Brusilov was a tank commander in the First Chechen War. In the inferno of Grozny, his Tank was torn apart by fire and steel, his crew slaughtered, his own death sealed in a storm of missiles and burning ammunition. But death betrayed him. Aleksey awakens in a nightmare far worse — a world reduced to ash by nuclear war. The cities are tombs, the air is radiated, the earth crawling with mutants and desperate survivors who kill for scraps. Now, stripped of his tank and thrust into hell itself, Aleksei must fight with tooth, nail, and bullet to survive. In this wasteland, mercy is extinct — and only the ruthless endure. ————— Let me know what you think in the comments. We are preparing for the WSA, don't forget to send stones. I'll post photos of weapons and equipment in the comments. HAHAHA, Because I'm a good writer :-D I will try to publish one, maybe two chapters every week. Because every chapters have 3000+ word. That's my discord server: https://discord.gg/U3EF2xss You can write your opinions.
I didn't ask for this One moment I was cursing the console after an unfair game. The next, I was dragged into a game world—shackled to a System that hates me. It doesn’t guide me. It doesn’t reward me fairly. No — this troll System throws me randomly into any of seven realms as punishment, forces me to fight monsters I can’t even name, and laughs when I beg for a break. Every task I skip brings another punishment. Every second wasted costs more blood. I’m not a hero. I don’t even want to be one. I just want the nightmares to stop. But the more I survive, the stronger I get. The System twists me, breaks me, rebuilds me… until even the things that once terrified me now obey. And the strangest part? While I claw for survival, the women around me — a fierce fighter struggling with her feelings, a desperate princess, and others yet to come — are drawn closer. Some see me as a shield, others as a savior. Some… as something more. Now I’m left asking myself: Will I ever go back to being a normal kid who stays up all night playing video games? Am I surviving this nightmare… or becoming the very monster it wants me to be?