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Thank you all for listening. Part-2 Coming soon..

‎What happens when the only thing that seems right in a society where family is defined by blood and fate is determined by obligation is the only thing that is prohibited? ‎Love conquers all, they claimed. They never brought up the possibility that it might wipe out all of existence. ‎Twenty-three-year-old Aria Chen believed she was aware of the limits of her universe. She had come to terms with her role as the beloved younger sister, cared for and protected but never really a part of the wealth that surrounded her, having grown up in the shadow of the Chen family's immense empire. Her older brother by three years, Damien Chen, was the heir apparent and had carried the burden of their family since their father's health deteriorated, giving him that right. ‎She had only known Damien. Her defender. Her provider. The person who put her to bed every night while their parents were too busy establishing their empire. The person who taught her to be strong, even though she felt secure enough in his presence to be weak. ‎She never doubted his affections. Not when he examined her pals himself. Not when he insisted on giving his approval for her college selections. Even when he was at every social gathering she went to, his black eyes followed her every move in crowded spaces. ‎But on a rainy Tuesday, the flawless façade of her golden cage began to crack when David Park, the nice and sincere intern who brought her coffee and made her laugh, revealed his feelings, only to be fired the next day. ‎An event may be a coincidence. Circumstance might be the case for two of them. However, after it happened repeatedly, Aria was able to see the unseen bonds that her brother had placed around her heart. ‎As a result, she fled. To a life that Damien had no control over across the sea. ‎She experienced freedom for a couple of years. Made a career for herself based on her own merits. I discovered Aria Chen's identity without being overshadowed by her brother. ‎Until the call arrived. ‎It's urgent that you return home. ‎Aria realized that something had irrevocably shifted the moment she entered the Chen residence. Wearing expensive designer attire that bore an uncanny resemblance to the contents of Aria's previous wardrobe, a young woman sat sobbing in the living room, whom she had never met. Her mother's eyes had red rims. She seemed ten years older than her dad. ‎And Damien... With his obsidian eyes staring at her with an intensity that made her shiver—not out of fear, but out of something far more dangerous—Damien stood like a predator at last let out of his cage. ‎Her mother's voice was shaking, Aria. We have something to tell you. There was a blunder at the hospital, and you were... You and Eleanor were— twenty-three years ago. ‎Damien concluded, his voice a soft caress that seemed to wrap around Aria's neck. As he got closer, Aria noticed for the first time in her life that the brother who had raised her was not the protective one. She saw a man who was strong, threatening, and ultimately free. You're not my sister, Aria. You were never like that. ‎The expression in his eyes indicated that she was about to be overtaken by everything she had been fleeing. ‎There was nowhere to hide this time. ‎Genre: Obsessive Male Lead, Fake Siblings, Forbidden Love, and Contemporary Romance ‎Topics include family secrets, second chance romance, identity crisis, forbidden wish, obsessive love, and power dynamics.

As a child my village was attacked by Dark Mages, I was lost everything that day. I was alone, until he found me, he took me in, gave me the power to achieve my dream. To him I was only a tool for his own agenda, but I know who I am, I am his student, his Dragon Slayer, his heir. I am Haru Fenris, twin sister of Erza Scarlet and daughter of Acnologia."

Summer’s marriage to Gideon had been nothing short of a fairytale. Their days were filled with joy and peace until one incident ruined everything completely. The man she loved the most accused her of cheating. ======= “Who is the father of the child?” Gideon thundered, squeezing her shoulders. His crushing grip made her wince in pain and fear. “It’s yours. Why won’t you believe me?” “I wanted to. But these reports tell different story.” He threw the paternity test reports at her. “Hope is not my child?” The ground shattering revelation rattled Summer. She tried everything to save this marriage, but it didn’t turn well. Hidden conspiracy and betrayal tore her world apart, costing her everything, including her own life. The moment she thought it was over, she found herself gone back in time. She had been reborn. Armed with the knowledge of what was to come, she vowed to protect herself and her family. ====== “Since I’ve been given a second chance, I’ll not let the history to repeat.” She thought she would stay far away from Gideon, but fate had other plans. He appeared in front of her again six years later. This time, he didn’t want to kill her. He wanted to trap her, torment her, and own her. Would Summer let him ruin her again? Would she be able to change her fate this time? “In this life, you can never escape me,” Gideon hissed. Summer looked into his eyes coldly. “We ended things six years ago. I’ll never let you crawl back into my life again.” Pinching her chin, he declared, “No one can stop me from reclaiming you, not even you.”

Harry Potter x Percy Jackson and the Olympians x DC x Game of Thornes x Underworld Crossover

first two line me hook

I was just trying to survive my toxic family when I had the hottest one-night stand of my life. Then I found out he's my new stepbrother. And a mafia don. Demetrio DeLeon is dangerous, controlling, and completely off-limits. He's also the only man who's ever made me feel alive. Every stolen touch is forbidden. Every heated glance could destroy us both. But when his enemies come for me, I discover I'm not just some college dropout caught in the crossfire. I'm the missing daughter of the Russian Bratva's most feared pakhan. The girl whose kidnapping twenty years ago started a bloody war between two mafia empires. And now that war is back, with me at the center. Demetrio says he'll burn the world down before he lets me go. My biological brother Alexei wants to take me home to Russia. And I'm caught between two families, two worlds, and a love so consuming it might just kill us all. Some secrets are worth dying for. This one might cost me everything.

In the heart of Stillwood Hollow, the ley lines are no longer humming; they are hemorrhaging. A "thinning of the veils" has allowed a mundane reality to infect the magical realm, spreading like a gangrenous rot that turns lush forests into petrified husks. This is not a mere change in the seasons-it is a systematic unraveling of the cosmic tapestry. Enter Morwen Stonemoss. A Satyr of "morbid elegance," she is the sole Sentinel of her kind, a "Lament-Keeper" uniquely attuned to the earth's spasm of agony. But Morwen carries a secret darker than the blight itself. Deep within her resides the Bacchic Ravager, a primal entity of anti-creation and ultimate chaos that whispers of a "delicious surrender". The Ravager doesn't want to save the world; it wants to shatter it, promising that true freedom only exists in the "infinite freedom of the void". Morwen is not alone in this waking nightmare. She is tethered to a fractured fellowship. Together, they must hunt the source of the breaches-a cult devoted to a being of anti-creation, whose rituals are "perverse blood-keys" used to dissolve innocent souls into raw, corrupted energy. As the blight rises and the sky itself begins to fray, Morwen must decide: Will she heal the world's wounds, or will she become the predator she was meant to be, setting her friends free through a "final, exquisite act of annihilation"? Step into the laboratory of the unmaking. The ritual has already begun.

Everly, a connoisseur of orphan-to-riches tropes, always assumed her origin story began with a dramatic abandonment at the orphanage gates. Turns out, her life was even more cliché than her favorite novels! She wasn't merely dumped; she was swapped—a long-lost heiress to a vast fortune. Just when she thought her life couldn't get any more tropey, a mysterious System materialized, offering her a chance at a "good ending." The catch? Its "abilities" ranged from the utterly bizarre to the downright mortifying, making Everly question if a happy ending was truly worth the existential cringe. *** System 006: [Host, please choose 1 of these 3 system abilities!] Everly: "They're all weird! Let me just pick random!" System 006: [Hehe... host, I forgot to say that each system will have consequences, so something will happen to you when you use it...] Everly: "!!!" Days later, having been reunited with her biological family and experimenting with the System's... unique function, the consequence were already glaringly apparent. Her beloved brother: "My little sister is precious, but I need therapy to keep up with her alien-like thinking." Handsome man 1: "She's a pervert! I'm scared she'll take my innocence..." Handsome man 2: "Every time she talks, I feel like killing her. Is that normal?" NOTE: Please disconnect all logical circuits before proceeding with this novel, as it's an absolute chaotic comedy where the MC, Everly, has several screws loose in her brain. Don't expect much normalcy here—sanity checked out long ago and never came back.

It's not a fantasy, it's a reality of every teenage person that waht we face-school, college, academic pressure, grades,parents expectations, comparison and so all. I hope you all enjoy it

“That child is mine. And so are you,” he commanded, his viper-green eyes pinning her in place. Grace couldn’t believe that he—Carlos Benjamin, her new CEO and eight years her junior—was the father of her unborn baby. “You can go back to that deadbeat you call a husband, or you can come with me and have everything.” ===== For the last five years of her marriage, Grace Preston, 32, believed she was broken. She couldn’t have a child, and her deadbeat husband, Charles, never let her forget it, calling her useless while she worked tirelessly to fund his failed acting career. He didn’t just break her spirit; he shattered her trust by cheating on her with her own sister. Heartbroken, Grace fled to her office late one night, seeking solace at the bottom of a bottle. She wasn’t alone. A beautiful, blond-haired man was there, nursing his own wounds. He never told her his name, but he offered her a night of oblivion. Fueled by whiskey and a desperate need for revenge, she gave in to her darkest desires, pulling the willing stranger into her web. In her drunken haze, she thought, “If my husband can have his fun, then so can I.” She never worried about protection, convinced she was barren. Until a month later, when a positive pregnancy test trembled in her hands. Grace Preston, the ‘barren’ wife, was pregnant. In a single night, the stranger gave her what Charles couldn’t in five years. Now Carlos has made his claim, pulling her into a world of immense power and lethal secrets. Will Grace escape her toxic marriage only to be trapped in this captivating young billionaire’s golden cage? Or is trading one prison for another a mistake that will cost her more than just her heart?

meri kahani meri jubani ye aisa waqt hai log sirat jayada surt pe marte hai log ye nahi soche ki uke behaviour se insaan dipression me bhi ja sakta hai

[Female Alpha× Male omega] ................................................. Arthur watched as the gaze of the alpha in front of him not moving the slightest as she then grinned, making him heat up and blush, forcing him to look away from her dangerously beautiful face. And then, she spoke, her eyes obsessively wandering around his lips now, making Arthur feel like he might burn away from just the gaze of those eyes alone. "So," she murmured, "you love me?" "Mm…" Arthur couldn't make himself speak. "I want words, love." She leaned closer, her breath brushing his cheek. "Loud and clear. Just like last night." Arthur felt his face burn as the images of last night flashed across his mind. "Y-yeah…I love you." When Arthur finally confessed, he couldn't help but take a gulp as he stole a glance at her and saw the alpha's eyes gleaming, and the smirk on her lips deepening. "Blushing and looking at me like that…" She exhaled sharply, jaw tightening as she watched Arthur with full of adoration. "I really want to pin you against this damn wall and fuck you till you can't even remember your own name." Arthur knew... She meant it all. And, Arthur was into it...very much. His eyes must have sparkled as she then grinned and whispered in his hot ears again. "You are going to be the death of me Arthur. I swear to God I am going to make you the happiest omega alive." * * * Note: Omegaverse Female Alpha × Male Omega And, yes, that alpha here has a cock. (If you are not a fan of this trope, then please don't move further. I already warned you, so don't complain later. Thank you.) (I don't own the cover art.)

After her grandfather's death, Bai Hanyun was disowned by her parents and cast out of the Bai family. With nowhere else to go, she left the city and returned to the countryside. There, by a twist of fate, she discovered an antique mirror hidden in the basement of her newly purchased home. From that moment on, strange events began to unfold—until one day, she stumbled upon a prayer from a young general. Feng Xiyan, besieged by the Yuezhi Tribe and betrayed by the imperial court, had been driven into a desperate corner. With no access to water, food, or medicine, he and the citizens of Xiqiang City could do nothing but await death. But just as all hope seemed lost, Heaven intervened. From that moment on, the Feng Army and the people of Xiqiang City had enough food and water, living lives more prosperous than even the Emperor himself.

In a world where every little girl's dream is to bask in riches and luxury, a young woman, accustomed to a life of pampering, believes she can effortlessly escape the clutches of poverty. Fueled by ambition and entitlement, she pursues her dream with unwavering determination. However, the journey proves far more treacherous than she anticipated, as she faces the harsh realities of sacrifice, humiliation, and loss. As she navigates the treacherous waters of her dreams, the façade of her dream life begins to crumble. Betrayed by her closest friends and cast aside by those she once trusted, she discovers the painful truth: she was merely a substitute in a world that values status over genuine connection. Not that she was genuine in the first place. With nothing to lean on but her inner strength, she makes important decisions that lead her on a transformative path. Through the system which bound to her, she begins a new life, ultimately unlocking a breathtaking potential she never knew she possessed. As she rises from the ashes of her former life, the unexpected arrival of mysterious rewards sets the stage for a thrilling new chapter in her quest for true fulfillment. [DING! You have been rewarded with *******]

Mario De Cruze is the "Ghost King" of Chicago, a ruthless billionaire and mafia boss driven by a singular childhood trauma: the massacre of his orphanage at the hands of the Red Blood (the Sanchez family). Unknown to Mario, he is actually Pablo Sanchez, the lost second son of the very monsters he seeks to destroy—sold into trafficking by the De Silva family to secure their own power. His cold world is disrupted by Desderia Davids, a brilliant, struggling law student working three jobs to survive. Desderia is fueled by her own quest for justice for her murdered best friend, Alice, unaware that Alice was a spy caught in the crossfire of Mario’s war. When Mario and Desderia collide, an intense, forbidden romance blooms. As they peel back the layers of a 20-year-old conspiracy, the truth emerges: Mario is a Sanchez, and his biological brother, Martin, was the one who ordered the orphanage fire. The tragedy culminates in a brutal siege at a limestone quarry. Realizing that their five-year-old daughter, Sabrina, will never be safe as long as the Sanchez legacy exists, Mario and Desderia make the ultimate sacrifice. They trigger a massive explosion, burying themselves and the core of the Sanchez leadership under a million tons of rock to ensure their daughter’s escape. Mario’s sister, Secilia, flees into the night with the young Sabrina, disappearing into the shadows of Europe.

Three years ago, a man with no past arrived in Hado-gae. Seo Ji-won speaks little of himself, but his hands speak volumes. They prepare meals that taste like memories, they steady fishing boats in rough tides, and they have never once reached for anyone since he arrived. The villagers don't ask questions. They simply adore him, feed him, and let him be. Today, a woman with a broken future returns. Choi Ha-neul fled this coastal village fifteen years ago, chasing city dreams. Now those dreams have collapsed, and she's back—broke, embarrassed, and determined to rebuild. She opens a convenience store next to a quiet restaurant run by a man who makes her heart race and her curiosity burn. Their shops sit side by side. Their pasts sit like walls between them. He watches her struggle with modern failures while carrying ancient secrets. She watches him move through life like a man who has already lived several. Neither asks. Neither tells. But in a village where everyone knows everyone, two mysteries sharing a wall might be the most interesting thing that's ever happened to Hado-gae. And the sea? The sea remembers everything. It just doesn't tell.

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.

I watched as Dad looked at me with some kind of angered expression, as usual he believes her.  " Fiona, how many times do i have to tell you to have some respect for my wife? Whether you like it or not she's now your mother. Is this a way to treat your mother"?  "She can never be my mother, she doesn't even have the qualities of being a mother. Why do you always side with her? Can't you see the way she's treating me"?  "Enough Fiona"!!! "You promised mom that you'd always love me and take care of me, but I'm a slave in my own father's house"!! "Hey, don't try to manipulate my husband, what you did was wrong and you expect me not to caution you? Go to your room" I just watched as Dad expression fell, she was manipulating him and turning him against his own daughter.  "You heard her Fiona, go to your room".

[A Year of Grace- Book 1] Nyxara When I woke up cold, leaning against a tree in the woods, I wondered if there were a few details I wasn't told by the angel who sent me here. It wasn’t long before the brothers I had lost in my past life found me—right as I was trying to find my way out of the woods. They brought me home to the parents who weren’t dead. Since I didn’t get this world’s Nyxara’s memories, I’m claiming amnesia due to trauma. When I was given the choice between redoing my own life or being sent to an alternate universe, I chose the second option. I didn’t want to deal with the shattered remains of my past. What I wasn’t told? While this is a very different life, some people from my old world are still making my life hell in this one. And now, they might have fangs, mind powers, or claws. I’m not the me in my last life, and I’m not the me of this life. So… who am I? On that note, what in the world is an alpha, beta, or omega? Looks like I have a lot to learn—and fast—if I want to graduate from the Sentinels of Accord Academy, let alone survive in a world filled with supernatural beings. It's a new exciting world just waiting for me to claim my place in it. Top 3 in the end of year competitions looks like a good start. This year is going to be amazing. (The romance is slow-burn. 5 mates in total. The romance doesn't really start in this book. All mates are introduced though.) [Daily Chapter Release and Free until completion]