The Crazy Dancer's (She's Too Perfect)" is an enchanting tale that revolves around an extraordinary young dancer named (Maxine ). However, beneath her seemingly flawless façade lies a secret that renders her perfection unattainable. As the story unfolds, we delve into the intricate world of dance, exploring the sacrifices, determination, and relentless pursuit of excellence that define (Maxine). With each pirouette, she unlocks a magical realm where dreams come to life, but also faces the relentless pressures of living up to impossible expectations. But as (Maxine) embarks on her journey to prove her worth, she discovers that being too perfect comes with a heavy price. Struggling to balance personal desires and societal standards, she finds solace in the company of an unexpected ally – a fellow dancer who sees her beyond the façade. As they navigate the intimately woven world of dance, they must confront their deepest fears, embrace vulnerability, and redefine what it truly means to be perfect. 'The Crazy Dancer's is a riveting exploration of ambition, societal, and the quest for self-acceptance in the face of unattainable ideals. It weaves a captivating tapestry of emotions, showcasing the power of resilience, friendship, and the transformative nature of dance. Join (Maxine) on her enchanting journey as she discovers that true beauty lies not in flawlessness, but in embracing imperfections and finding the courage to dance to her own beat.
In a world fractured into the Order of the Hammer and the Outcasts, power thrives on division and control. Michael, once broken by loss and betrayal, refuses to bow to either side. His quest isn’t for justice or peace—it’s for vengeance, truth, and survival, no matter who burns along the way. When the chains tighten and the lies pile higher, Michael rises as the storm they never saw coming. He isn’t a savior, and he isn’t a monster. He’s worse—he’s the reckoning they created. Beware of him.
Two men once played a deadly game—spies from rival nations, bound by duty, undone by love. Their story ended in betrayal and blood, but some endings don’t stay buried. Now, in a seemingly ordinary college campus, they meet again. Strangers. Classmates. Drawn to each other by a pull they can’t explain. But as secrets surface and danger creeps closer, it becomes clear. The past isn’t gone. It’s hunting them. In a world where nothing is as it seems, love might be their greatest weakness—or the only way out.
One year after escaping a suffocating marriage, I rebuild my life on my own terms. But when this man slides into my messages with a job offer I can’t refuse, I’m thrown into a world of luxury, power, and secrets. Three hundred thousand dollars. My own office. A chance to prove I’m more than the widow everyone pities. There’s just one problem. He knows everything about me, and I know nothing about him. I came here to reclaim my free life. I didn’t expect to lose my heart in the process.
Darwin Asrael lives with a condition that keeps him inside during daylight hours. Upon encountering his intrusive doppelgänger, Gabriel, he is drawn into the covert operations of the Hemlock organization. Darwin works at night, handling investigations that rely upon a presence the city overlooks. During morningtide, Gabriel steps into his place to maintain the life Darwin cannot. A string of murders draws Darwin toward an author whose manuscripts describe each case before they are exposed to the public. With each entry, it becomes clearer that these writings were composed with a specific individual in mind. As Darwin compiles evidence, parts of his own past settle into new arrangements, and he begins to recognize that the case may ravel him into a chaos of identities.
To save her crumbling marriage, Sandra makes a dangerous agreement. Swapping souls with a mysterious woman named Alana. Through a forbidden ritual and a cursed mark shaped like a cross, the two women seal a pact that cannot be undone. But when Alana dies inside Sandra’s body, Sandra finds herself permanently trapped in a life that isn’t hers with a cold husband who loves another woman, and a haunting past she didn’t create. Now, Sandra must navigate a new identity, an unwanted marriage, and a cunning rival with dark secrets. With every step, she uncovers truths meant to stay buried and powers she never knew she had. In a world where love is a lie and magic is real, Sandra must fight to reclaim her destiny or be destroyed by the curse she agreed to.
In the glittering metropolis of Seoul, Detective Joon-Ho Kim is already a legend at just nineteen. Known for his extraordinary intellect and uncanny ability to read people, Joon-Ho is thrust into his most puzzling case yet: a string of high-profile disappearances with no leads, no witnesses, and no demands. The latest victim, a powerful tech CEO, vanished from a secured penthouse in Gangnam, leaving behind only whispers and a hidden passageway. Teaming up with the sharp and intuitive Officer Hye-Jung Lee, Joon-Ho uncovers a secret chamber buried beneath the city—one filled with blueprints, cryptic notes, and photographs of the missing, meticulously catalogued by someone with a chilling level of precision. As the young detective pieces together the fragments of a calculated plan, a disturbing pattern emerges—one that points to a mysterious facility tied to the disappearances. With growing urgency, Joon-Ho reports his findings to the stern but supportive Chief Yoon, who wastes no time in assigning them to a special task force. The mission is clear: locate the hidden facility, stop the next abduction, and bring the mastermind into the light. But in a city where power, secrets, and shadows intertwine, every step forward unearths more questions than answers. As the pressure mounts and the clock ticks down, Joon-Ho must rely on his wits, his team, and his unwavering resolve to confront the unseen forces at play. The hunt has begun—and the unseen passage may lead to more than just the truth.
All I ever wanted was to have a peaceful life and minimal social interaction, instead I died on the day of my graduation ceremony and got reincarnated in a fantasy world filled with magic, dragons and wars with politics. Accompany Elijah, who was a law graduate in his life on earth, as he unfolds the mysteries of the new world and embark on an epic adventure which starts by the feeling that his death was a plot of fate and heavens.
Synopsis: A priest receives a late-night confession about a murder—but when he checks the records the next day, they are gone. No one remembers the confession, and the alleged victim is missing without a trace. Meanwhile, Daniel, a man with a fractured past, finds himself drawn into the mystery. The deeper he digs, the more reality shifts around him—names change, faces blur, and events he remembers seem to vanish. As he pieces together the truth, he begins to question: Is he chasing a killer, or is he the one being hunted?
Olivia Chen has spent three years building her reputation as the perfect student council candidate at Westridge University-disciplined, dedicated, and determined to win. But when cocky business major Ethan Brooks throws his name into the race with nothing but charm and a reckless grin, she knows he's just another obstacle to overcome. After a heated public debate goes viral, the university administration forces them into an impossible situation: work together on the Fall Festival committee or forfeit their campaigns. What starts as bitter cooperation turns into a dangerous game when a drunken bet leads to a fake dating scheme designed to boost both their images. The rules are simple-no real feelings, no crossing lines. But some rules are made to be broken. As late-night planning sessions turn into stolen glances and staged kisses start feeling too real, Olivia realizes she's falling for the one person she swore to beat. But when secrets from Ethan's past threaten to destroy everything they've built, she'll have to decide: is winning the election worth losing the person who's made her feel truly alive?
[MATURE CONTENT] ※※※ Before I realized, I was in the line of sight of the most breathtakingly beautiful being I had ever laid my eyes on, the King of the Academy, a literal future King, he was to the fae what I am to the demons, and there was something about that made me... what to give in to my succubus nature. His name was Eric L. Von Hyden and he was the top 1, he was the King of Von Hyden Academy, a Crowned Prince of the Fae Kingdom of Nyx, and he had his eyes on me in my last year. My parents had warned me not to get involved with anyone, especially not someone who was too strong, not someone in Royalty, they told me to avoid those the most. But Tartarus be damned, I was unable to take him off my mind the second he grabbed me by my waist and avoided me from falling down the stairs when I had been with my head elsewhere, his scent was addicting, an exotic mix of their passionflower, cloves, and sandalwood. A scent that lingered. He had grabbed me by my waist with a hand, and held my right hand with the other to bring me to him and avoid my fall. It was in the middle of the night, we were in the tower of the Poisontail House, one of the four the students were divided into, he was the leader of the House in senior year and I was the top female student in it, but I had never encountered him like that. His skin was warm in mine and he tightened his grip on me to take me out of the border of the stairs, a fall from there would be painful. From that night on, Eric began to shadow me around in a maddening way, I wanted to run from him at the same intensity as I wanted to run to him, but when he noticed the later, that only made him chase me harder. But in the end, he was my fairytale, my forbidden prince, my starcrossed lover who was not meant to be.
You think this is just another love story with a villain twist? Oh, darling... no. This is the kind of pain that doesn’t heal, even when the legend ends." There once was a legend. A woman who commanded the battlefield like a storm. Feared. Worshipped. Unstoppable. LIANHUA Her enemy? The Demon King—ruthless, cold, and sworn to destroy her. But legends lie. And the truth? The truth was buried with her. 100 years later, I wake up. No memories. Just a scar on my neck… and a feeling in my bones that I was never meant to be ordinary. They told me it was trauma. That I was injured, that's why I have a big scar on my neck But then I saw.... him on the street. The boy with the eyes of a war I couldn’t name. I knew him... I think He didn’t know me. But my past did. And it came for me. Because the monster I’m running from… isn’t just someone. It’s me. the warrior who tore kingdoms apart, the one who destroyed even a brotherly bond, because that bond was too dangerous to keep alive.. a demon bond And the deeper I go, the more I realize: Some legends are not meant to return. But I already have. I must fight against my own past—the monster I once was. And my past is waiting. Cover Visuals edited by me
Ahn Jae-hyun, a powerful CEO, and Kang Ji-ah, his fearless bodyguard, are forced into a contract marriage—unbeknownst to their families, they are already in love. But their happiness is short-lived as secrets unravel, revealing Ji-ah’s hidden twin, a long-lost mother, and a shocking betrayal. Jae-hyun’s past holds its own mystery—was he truly the heir, or had he been living someone else’s life all along? As deception, fate, and powerful enemies threaten their love, Ji-ah and Jae-hyun must fight to reclaim their destiny. A story of love, secrets, and a bond that defies all odds—"Beyond the Contract: A Love Meant to Be."
In a world where werewolves reign as the dominant supernatural force in the shadow, the balance of power is about to be challenged by the emergence of a creature more ancient, more dangerous, and more primal than any myth—the first vampire. As Awa’s power grows, it becomes clear that she isn’t just another supernatural entity—she is the origin of vampires, the first of her kind. Her existence uncovers ancient secrets that the werewolf clans have long kept hidden, including a prophecy foretelling the rise of a blood queen who would challenge the dominance of the werewolves. Will the Werewolf clan prevail against the newly rising Vampire faction? Awa’s journey is not just one of survival but one of self-discovery. As she transforms into the first vampire, she must grapple with what it means to be human—or if she is even human anymore. This novel is participating in the viral book call competition. It would mean the world to me if you could add this book to your library and write a review. Thank you. *Prologue: Chapters 1-4 aren’t necessary to read to understand the story, but they provide invaluable insight into Awa’s past, revealing how she became the strong, self-assured woman she is today.*
Vermilion Snow Amid the cold, unforgiving landscapes of war, two lives collide in the shadows of deception. She is Anya Blackwood, an elite British spy—trained to manipulate, infiltrate, and vanish without a trace. Her mission is clear: gather intelligence, expose weaknesses, and ensure victory for her country. But war has a way of blurring lines, and the moment she steps onto Russian soil, her path becomes entangled with the very enemy she is meant to destroy. He is a Russian soldier, bound by duty and discipline. His orders are simple: trust no one, eliminate threats without hesitation. But when a woman appears out of nowhere on a snowy battlefield, something about her feels... off. A civilian? A threat? A ghost from the enemy's side? He should turn her in, yet an inexplicable force holds him back. In a world where betrayal is inevitable, and trust is a luxury, they walk a razor’s edge between duty and desire. And when blood stains the snow, one question remains— Who will be the first to fall?
In a kingdom built on blood and silence, light is never pure — it always carries shadows. Nia was once a free spirit. Now she is nothing more than a prisoner, chained in blackstone cells and condemned for sins she never committed. But when she is pulled from her suffering and offered to a sacred spring, her fate begins to twist into something far more dangerous than captivity. Far above, Prince Vaelen Veyrath plays the dutiful heir — but behind his golden eyes burns a secret vow: to see his tyrant father buried. Bound to him is Velza Kaithryn, a knight who owes him her life, yet finds only cruelty where she once saw kindness. And in the heart of it all stands Lyssa, the Head Maid, whose gentle touch hides intentions sharp enough to cut. As ancient altars stir and forbidden rites awaken, pawns and players alike are drawn into a game where loyalty is fragile, betrayal is inevitable, and even light shatters into pieces. Some bonds are forged in blood. Others in lies. All will be tested. ————————————————————————————————— “You see only the light that falls from the sky. You do not hear the screams it carries with it. Every night it rains down, and still, the people look up in wonder. But me? I’ve learned to keep my head down.” — The self-proclaimed Wanderer of Skies ————————————————————————————————— “That’s your boy? Gods help you… when your boy finally buries you.” ————————————————————————————————— [I've finished 10 chapters so far. I’ll start writing the next one only if I get a good response. If not, I’ll shift focus to building the story instead . I’ve got a hell lot of tales to tell. So yeah, give this a shot. Thanks.] [And there are two versions one is censored and other is uncensored]
Unable to sleep due to hatred ###### On the night of our wedding anniversary, I jumped off the rooftop of the building. When the funeral home called, Fu Mingze was passionately entangled with his lover on the large bed of our marital home. "I've already divorced Lin Wantang." "Her death has nothing to do with me. She can find anyone she wants." When my parents received the news, they also refused to claim my ashes. "We only have one daughter, and that's Song Xintian." "Lin Wantang, that vicious woman, deserved to die long ago. Her ashes should be flushed down the drain!" But a year after my death, A private account set to be viewed only by me was hacked and made public. The people who had once ruthlessly abandoned me all went mad.
[MATURE CONTENT] Uncle Heath gave me a look that said that he knows what I'm doing and that he finds me petty and a scheming sly fox. He suggested countless times that I changed my codename from The Countess to Fox or Nine-tailed Fox, because he says it suits me better, or a Serpent, but I don't care. I am literally a Countess after all. He sighed. "Okay, Countess, you won. But if you get yourself killed on this, the same way your parents and their friends later on did, don't come back to haunt me as a ghost. I've been trying to protect you, as I promised I would as your Godfather, but you are a stubborn lil thing who kept insisting on this. You're 27 now, you better not die younger than you mom did." "Wait," Harriet gasped, "the mission you want," "It's the one my parents were working on when they died. Probably the reason why they died and related to their killers," sigh. "It's what kept me working all of those years, the hope on getting my hands on this mission, and uncover what actually happened in July 9th of 1999." I hate number 9, it signifies unluck to me, while 7 is my lucky number. Call me superstitious if you want, I feel like it's an actual thing. "All the documents on their death are here, it's kept secret together with the archived mission they were working in." "Ah, Selene," she said softly, coming closer, full of compassion but not touching me, as her hands are dirty with uncle Heath's cock. Ew, ew. "It's okay, it's been 24 years now," sigh. "Which makes me want to solve it even more," then I turned my eyes to uncle Heath, who was now up, standing at 1.97m, opening his safe that's hidden behind the big painting of a scenery found in Sicily, Italy, which Harriet painted. Picking a thick file in a leather case, he held it under his left arms and locked the safe again, covering it with the painting. I broke into it once, but I was unable to crack the code of the safe. I always knew he hid this file in there, "Be careful, for the love of God, Selene." "I will, I promise!" Narrowing his eyes, he raised his right pinky finger and I cringed in disgust. "Wash your hands first, ew." Rolling his eyes, we quickly went to the bathroom at the back of his office and then came back, hands clean, file still under his arm. "There you go, now, pinky it up, I know better than believe your shallow spoken words by now, I know how scheming you are." Grinning like a wolf who had been caught in sheep's clothing, I raised my pinky finger and intertwined with his. "I promise I'll be careful." Sigh, "I can't believe I'm giving you this. The last two times I gave these damned files to someone, they died. You batter change that statistics to 2:1 instead of 3:0, Selene. Do you understand me?" I grabbed the files, but he kept his hold on it, "I understand," with all my strength, I tried tugging it to me and out of his grip, and after a lil struggle, he let go.