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Julie Marie Navares seemed to be a typical young woman. Her father wished her to go to the same school as her brother, Christian Navares, which is why she moved. She thought school would be quiet because she thought her secret—her hidden talent for singing and her alter ego on stage as the POP PRINCESS—would stay with her family. But what would happen if Mark Cielo Villanueva, a friend from childhood who she hated, found out? They had just met again. Could she still keep her secret and her peace?

Crimson, a draconic warrior of the Goddess of the Heavens, is summoned to the world of Avi to protect mortalkind from the Fallen Queen's malevolent army, but the Queen has other plans in mind. When Crimson finds herself in chains, a war wages in her mind between righteous hatred for the evil Queen and a burgeoning forbidden desire for her. As the Queen's plots unfold and Crimson ends up in the Heavens once more, she conflicts with her ex-girlfriend, Hilde, who wants to know the truth of what happened to her in the Hells. Now caught in between the eternal war between the Goddess Aurora and the Fallen Queen Umbra, and facing a lifetime of constant harassment and torment for being a crossbreed, Crimson's loyalties are tested as her morals and her desires clash. When she is finally pushed to the breaking point, Crimson must decide what she fights for, and who she wants to fight alongside. Hilde, the dignified, compassionate, groveling ex-girlfriend, or Umbra, the dominating, overprotective, seductive evildoer. WRETCHED is a fast paced and intense journey through fierce emotional turmoil, drastic character developments, and dramatic developments in plot and setting, rife with gorgeous imagery and scenery, unique and unusual characters, as well as a deeply fantastical conclusion. CW: WRETCHED deals with sensitive subjects including dubious consent, enslavement, genocide, eugenics, war, depictions of violence, child death, mass murder, and corrupt religion.

After her inexplicable death in her sleep, Kurokawa Saki was thrown into the Death Game section selection. Receiving information that there are 12 players with various different IDs, she quickly found out how unreliable most of them were. Moreover, half of them were in the Red party and the other half was in the Black Party. So the werewolves game has started. Moreover, the game still gave them inexplicable missions from time to time. Kurokawa Saki: “...” It's so exciting. When the mainline started and the ‘dead’ players received new ID, they had just realized the game was driving them further and further away in various ‘fun’ scenarios. … [No. 1]: I know that I'm the member of the organization on the surface but what the hell is this task of dancing in the nightclub? Moreover, I'm being hit on and could only run away. That blond haired bartender has been glaring at me! [No. 2]: My second ID is a high school student and I transferred to Teitan High School. Due to the mission to get Sonoko's sister's phone number, I had to play with these two students and Conan has been glaring at me, ah, ah! [No. 3]: My first ID is a killer, the second one is a serial killer, and the third one is a drug dealer. Can't you give me a normal identity? I didn't even dare to come out of my house now! [No. 4]: I'm a police officer, but I'm not even as good as an elementary school student in solving cases. And what do you mean that I'm just a violent police officer, huh? Watch me break the telephone pole, you b*stard! + 8 more people. … After a few scenarios, everyone came to the same conclusion The players: This game is too hard! Not only do they have to act in accordance with their ID card, they also have to complete various strange missions. So… let's make trouble :) When the vice leader of their group sees what they have been doing through their daily share in the chat…. Public Security Officer [5]: … NO, What the hell is wrong with you? One of you is fighting with Shuichi Akai and the other one is fighting with Furuya Rei? You even earn exclusive titles from them! You two are on the freaking Red Side! The two troublemakers: Hehe, sorry, Vice Leader, we're under too much pressure and fighting can enhance ‘friendship.’ Public Security Officer [5]: No, your exclusive titles from them show how much they hated you. And when he tried to calm down, he found out the others are not any better. [6]: Wow, it's so fragrant to tease this pink haired post graduate school student~ [7]: Ah, I nearly died in the hands of Gin… when can I receive the death script QAQ [8]: Let me fight the FBI again. I'm itching to fight. [9]: Why do I have to be the attending doctor of the main characters, ah… [10]: Oh, I just threatened Vermouth [11]: Oops, Conan is glaring at me for teasing Ran [12]: Hey, this female announcer is really nice. I felt bad for lying to her. As the only serious one, no. 5 just wanted to say one thing: [5]: …Destroy it. I'm tired. … Note 1: There’ll be OOC and the character's interpretation might not be correct. A lot of original characters in the world’s settings, playing for fun and all. (more wines and police officers, a few original cases, and the player group’s self made case) Note 2: There will be a lot of personal subjective thoughts in the article. If you have any parts that you don’t agree with, please stop the loss in by clicking the arrow on the upper left corner in time. Thank you for your cooperation. Note 3: The style is mixed between comedy and tragedy… you’ve been warned Note 4: This is a fan fiction, I don't own the characters belonging to the comic. I only made a few original characters for the sake of the story Note 5: I made this more for myself and for fun so eh, don't expect too much

(trigger warning. This book contains mature themes) ****** "I can't..." she gasped between broken moans, her voice trembling somewhere between pain and pleasure. Every thrust seemed to blur the line between surrender and defiance. Then she whispered a name between her sweet cries ...it wasn’t mine. I froze. A slow, humorless smile curved my lips as the sound of his name filled the space between us. “Raph…” she breathed. I leaned in, my mouth brushing her ear. Feeling her tremble from touch until my teeth nibbled her earlobes hard enough to make her whimper and her fold to clench around my fingers. “Wrong name, Lynn.” I hissed, withdrawing from the warmth of her insides. I felt her body tense. She clawed at my shoulders, a desperate plea in every touch. “Don’t…” she whimpered. Those jade-like eyes unravelled me that moment. I could feel the ache in my trousers. A troublesome little viper. A cruel smile traced my lips hiding my emotions. “You called the wrong name,” I murmured, my voice low, dangerous. “And bad girls deserve to be punished.” Her glossy eyes met mine... so full of confusion, want, and power she didn’t yet understand. If she only knew how close I was to breaking. Because the only name she should be calling… was mine. Lucien. I craved it as badly as the air I breathe. ****** For better or for worse, till death do us part. That was their vows at the altar, but he broke them first.. He claims an open marriage is the solution to their childless marriage and that it's to protect her own interests. But all Braelyn sees is a prison built from guilt and lies. One heartbroken night, she stumbles into a karaoke bar and into the arms of Lucien. A man shrouded in mystery, rebellion, and danger. His very presence tells her to run but it also gives her the solace she craved. She never expected to see him again after she ran, forgetting his sinful existence, but life wasn't done making a joke out of her. Lucien isn't just any man, but one who can destroy everything she believes in. The man she was never meant to meet. Her husband's uncle The black sheep of the Volkov dynasty. A man whose desire will ruin her. Lucien knows she can't be his, but he was never a man who respected social norms. He doesn't care about anything but her every sin and touch. All he wants… is her, no matter how sinful it gets.

Twenty two year old Fumiko goes to sleep rage-scrolling a “generic straight romance” otome game and wakes up inside it with a holographic HUD floating in front of her face. Title:Crimson Heirs of Everflame Player Character:Lady Fiametta von Ardentis Role: Villainess / Final Calamity Status: Terminally Ill (Irreversible) Genre:FIRE The body in the mirror isn’t her own: it’s the outrageously beautiful noblewoman destined to be the game’s last boss and most hated villainess. In the original *Crimson Heirs of Everflame*, Fiametta’s only endings were imprisonment, execution, or a beautifully animated death. Now, the system insists her illness is incurable even as she feels disturbingly healthy and the so called “FIRE” genre quietly explains itself: heightened emotions, irreversible consequences, and “reality bleed-through.” Worse, all the flags are wrong. The four powerful heroines who were supposed to loathe Fiametta now have their affection maxed out: * Crown Princess Seraphine , who announces their political engagement and clings like a devoted fiancée who would burn the world before letting Fia vanish. * Knight-Captain Elira, the empire’s sword, assigned as Fiametta’s personal escort. * Archmage Lyriel , whose cold logic melts whenever Fia’s name is mentioned. * Saintess Mira, the empire’s holy light, who prays for Fia with frightening intensity. In the game, they were routes Fumiko chased as a player. In this world, they are women who love Fiametta too much to let her go and perhaps too much to let her be free. Caught between a body marked by a terminal countdown, four heroines whose love already burns at maximum, and a system that treats reality like a script it can overwrite, Fumiko has to think like the gamer she used to be: * Map the routes in a world that no longer follows its own code. * Discover what “FIRE” really demands from its players. * Hack a fate labeled irreversible before the genre turns her life and the women who love her into ash. In a universe where love is fuel and every choice can ignite a catastrophe, the villainess of *Crimson Heirs of Everflame* must decide: Is she trying to survive her own story… or willing to burn with them, if that’s the only ending left?

Rhea had it all: beauty, wealth, three fiercely protective brothers, and a life where her biggest heartbreak came from crying over fictional tragedies. But in one devastating twist, her world ended, and when she opened her eyes she was no longer the pampered heiress. She had become the rejected omega from the book she had dropped in rage, a wolfless, powerless girl, hated by all and left to wither until starvation finally claimed her. Now trapped in a body everyone despises, Rhea refuses to accept the same miserable fate. The pack may remember a coward, but she remembers every grueling taekwondo lesson her brothers forced her to endure, and she is not about to cower in silence. If she fails to rise above her circumstances, she risks not only her own life but also the chance to free others crushed beneath the same oppressive system. "This is the perfect time to make use of the taekwondo training my brothers forced upon me." Her so-called destiny remains tied to Alpha Ares, the man who rejected her, who turned a blind eye to her torment, and who believed every cruel lie whispered about her. He may be her fated mate, but she will be damned if she lets him decide her life again. As she fights her way through oppressors, Rhea must decide whether to trust Ares to finally use his head or knock the sense into him herself.

In a past life, Daphne was a concubine whose beauty won the Emperor's heart, but earned the Empress's wrath. Betrayed and poisoned, she died a tragic death,spending her final moments in the arms of a cold, powerful general who swore to find her in the next life. But fate has a different plan. Daphne is reborn, returned to a time before her family's ruin and her own gruesome end. Armed with a mind sharpened by a lifetime of regret and a body she now vows to make unbreakable, she forges a new path. She will not be a pawn again. This time, she will protect her family and defy the destiny that once took her life. General Alaric , the man who had loved her secretly in her past life is unaware that she's been reborn. He is a living legend, a name whispered with of awe and terror on every battlefield. Yet, beneath his calm surface lies a fiercely possessive nature. What Alaric desires, he claims, and what he claims, he holds with an unbreakable grip. This possessiveness is the darker twin to his battlefield prowess, a ruthless, unyielding trait that ensures once he decides something is his, be it territory, or a woman, he will stop at nothing to secure it. In the mood for a doting and extremely obsessive husband? You're in the right place.

In the misty highlands of Red Fern Hollow, a hidden village protected by ancient forests and towering mountains, young Lydia is unlike anyone else. Born under a blood-red moon, she is trained from childhood by her parents to become a deadly warrior, mastering the staff, bow, and the ways of the wild. Known as the Savage Daughter, Lydia’s quiet strength hides a heart fiercely loyal to her people. But shadows creep through the trees, and whispers of an attack spread through the village. Greedy outsiders see Red Fern Hollow as easy prey, and the fragile peace of the village hangs by a thread. Lydia must trust her training, her instincts, and her courage to face the looming danger. Every step she takes could determine the fate of her home and her legacy. In a world where only the strong survive, Lydia’s journey as the Savage Daughter is only beginning.

"So needy, little El," he murmured, his voice thick with dark amusement. Then, i felt the press of his finger at my entrance. When he plunged it inside, a jolt of pure, electric shock seized my body. I jerked, but their hands hend my hip down, pinning me.  What was this new, overwhelming sensation. I clenched around his finger involuntarily, a broken moan escaping me as he pulled out, only to thrust back in slowly. This wasn't fair. They were the ones who had deceived me. Why was i the one being punished like this? Another skilled finger found my clit, rubbing tight, frantic circles. I didn't know which was one of them was doing it as Kieran's pace inside me wasn't slowing and my body was jerking helplessly with every thrust. With my hands still pinned, i was completely at their mercy. The control I'd seized has been ripped away too soon. It wasn't fair. But stars above, I wanted more. **** I don’t want to be with the triplets, so I will give them a reason to reject me, by getting entertained by these male entertainers that makes my body feel different” *** Treated as a scapegoat to please her sister. Her boyfriend of two years saw her as someone to pass time and “pay his checks” and will blindly do anything for him. And he goes ahead to be engaged to her sister, Priscilla, who faked an incurable illness to gain everyone’s sympathy and make Eleanor’s life miserable. After a devastating heartbreak and a near-fatal accident, Eleanor’s life takes an unexpected turn when she begins experiencing unnatural abilities. Things that no ordinary human should be capable of. Then she meets the enigmatic CEOs of Vexxons, a powerful tech empire, and feels an inexplicable pull toward them, followed by a voice filled with resolve whispering in her mind. When the Vexxon triplets, the tycoons to the most advanced tech firm in the world cross paths with Eleanor, their inner wolves recognize her, but they don’t. But they are hiding a dark side of them. They think they already have their mate but Eleanor is their real destined mate. Also, Eleanor is human… or so they thought. Now, torn between her painful past and a dangerous, supernatural future, and a prophecy, Eleanor must navigate a world of power, secrets, and primal instincts. Can she embrace her true nature and heal from the betrayals that once broke her? what happens when she finds out even people close to her are also werewolves? Will the shadows of her old life destroy her before the triplets can claim what is theirs? Fate has chosen her. But will she choose them back? I appreciate your support, and would want you to help make this story last. your support is my income. I hope I don’t disappoint

Elara St. Clair grew up in a palace of gold and glass—yet no one ever saw her. Overshadowed by her dazzling twin sister, ignored by her powerful parents, and treated like a ghost in her own home, Elara learned early that invisibility was her only identity. Until the night she walked away. When she enters the unforgiving world of the Royal Imperial Cadets under a false name, the forgotten daughter begins to forge herself into something new—something sharp, disciplined, and undeniably alive. Hidden identities, military intrigue, a tangled conspiracy, and a heroine rising from silence— this is the story of the twin the world overlooked… and the warrior she becomes.

“If heaven dares to stand in your way, I’ll turn it into your path.” ~Alpha Drey All her life, Becky has lived in the shadows of a secret she doesn’t understand. Haunted by a recurring dream of thunder, and crimson sky, and her mother’s dying words…“You’re not a monster, you’re the Alpha they fear.” Now Fate forces her to rise, to walk over the earth and the moon embracing the power she was born to wield. When a mysterious job offer promises more money than she’s ever seen, Becky accepts… only to find herself bound by Fate to Alpha Drey, the ruthless leader born under the same blood moon. He’s a beast feared by all yet for her, he would defy heaven and earth, crushing anyone who dares stand in her way. In a world where love is weakness and power rules, Becky must decide: will she conquer the monster within… or become it? Their birth is a taboo… no two Alpha should be born on the same blood moon. but Becky chooses to defy the heavens. stepping on a pile of bones and betrayal she rises as the most wanted female Alpha.

Born under an ancient prophecy, Amira of Uzazzu lives quietly—until she is forced into marriage with the cruel King of Kano. His hidden, treacherous plans soon come to light, and in a moment of fury, Amira’s dormant warrior spirit awakens. But her defiance sparks a war that costs her father’s life. Branded by guilt and hunted by fate, Amira must decide: will she seize the crown and restore her honor, or be cast aside for the very act that saved her people? When the prophecy demands blood and sacrifice, only one question remains—can Amira embrace the full, terrifying power of her destiny?

"Things have happened to change me Ava." Between fighting her pride, against her feeling for this man,and the desire to revenge Alfred—her son's near death experience, Ava Moore, chose revenge. It was the only thing she wanted to do to this spawn of the, devil—Marcus Thompson. First,she would show him, she too can work hard to fame. From being a cleaner ,to a multibillionaire CEO like him, and foot the medical bills of her son—alone. Then, she would starve him of what he wants to know—That he was everything she shouldn't want. She would date Frodd ,his business rival , and watch him bleed with envy. Two things Marcus Thompson hated—A shallow mind and a haughty heart. Two things he loved—Ava and BlueBird. For BlueBird, it was his life. His sweat. His luck. His wealth. His multibillion dollars tech company, he built from scratch, topping Forbes list for ten years. For Ava, he was hopelessly addicted to her and her son. He must however, convince her that the accident he had in Baltimore, before they met, changed something in him and that the Merrick she loves in NewYork is the Marcus she hated in Baltimore. Worse still, he needs to investigate who tried to kill him and drown BlueBird, Frodd, his arch-enemy, or Lucas, his cousin.

The night sky over the Eastern Base burned a deep crimson. Flames devoured the steel walls that once promised safety, while the screams of the dying echoed through the cold wind. The stench of blood mixed with smoke, and the ground was littered with the bodies of soldiers, civilians... and Zombies. Ashira Vale staggered through the chaos, blood dripping from the wound on her side. Her breath came in short, sharp bursts. Each step felt heavier than the last, but she didn't stop. She couldn't. She had fought too hard to die like this. Yet... she had been left behind. She turned around, slashing down a lunging zombie with trembling hands. The gate slammed shut right in front of her face as metal scraped against metal, sealing her fate outside. The people she once trusted, those she fought for, bled for, were gone. Not because they died. Because they left her. "You're too dangerous to keep around, Ashira." That voice still echoed in her mind, cold and sharp as the wind cutting through the smoke. Her teammates. Her so-called allies. The people who swore to fight beside her... had used her. And when she was no longer useful, they threw her away. She remembered the cold look in their eyes when the gate shut. The smirk on one of their faces. The whispered words that cut deeper than the wound in her body. Betrayal. That was her final taste of humanity. She stumbled toward a burning truck, the firelight reflecting in her bloodstained eyes. Every breath hurt, but the pain didn't matter anymore. The world had already ended. She glanced at the barricade she once guarded, now nothing more than twisted steel and burning corpses. The walls that once symbolized hope were falling apart, just like the trust she'd once had in people. The Eastern Base... the last stronghold of survivors. Ashira tilted her head to the sky, watching as smoke smothered the stars. Her lips curled into a faint, bitter smile. "So this is how it ends... for me." Her voice cracked as she looked at the horizon. "Even the end of the world, can't kill betrayal." She smiled bitterly. Her fingers loosened around her weapon as she sank to her knees. In her fading vision, the shadows swarmed closer—hundreds of undead closing in from every side. But just before they reached her, a faint light flickered before her eyes— like a broken screen glitching. [System initializing...] [User: Ashira Vale - detected fatal condition.] [Rebirth protocol activating.] [Returning to checkpoint: Nineteen (19) days before the outbreak.] Her heartbeat slowed. And as her body was swallowed by darkness, a final thought crossed her mind— a vow whispered between blood and regret. "This time... I'll change everything." ^^ REMINDER: This was another version of what you might think of about zombie apocalypse, This is all about survival with the help of power. Surviving is more than just staying alive. It's keeping your mind intact when the world's already gone mad. It's sleeping with one eye open trusting no one but still hoping someone's out there. It's learning when to run. When to fight and when to stay quiet enough when the dead pass you by. It's the constant battle between fear and hope knowing every day could be your last, but choosing to live is more than that...

On her half-sister's wedding day, Fia's world shatters. Hazel, the bride, has allegedly eloped with Fia's fated mate, and over the phone he rejects her without mercy. With the Alpha groom ready to unleash war on her pack, and spurred on by her stepmother's pleas, Fia makes a desperate choice; she takes Hazel's place at the altar. But the marriage is nothing more than a cruel setup. Betrayed by her family and accused of stealing her sister's happiness, Fia becomes the perfect target for Alpha Cian's wrath. Humiliated and furious, he vows to keep her as his mate not out of love, but revenge. He swears he will break her, torment her, and make her pay until the end of time. What neither of them expects is that hate can twist, burn, and evolve into something far more dangerous. Between lies, betrayal, and a growing bond neither wants to acknowledge, Fia and Cian are bound to discover that the thin line between hate and love is meant to be crossed.

What if the tragic story you once mocked… becomes the world you were thrown into? Xiao Zhi is an editor who loves tearing apart novel manuscripts for their cliche plots and cruel twists. But one day, she wakes up inside one of those very novels, as the unlucky princess destined to die a tragic death. The script says she will be married off to a barbaric prince, tortured, and killed tragically. But Xiao Zhi refuses to accept that ending. Armed with her editor’s sharp eye and modern wit, she vows to rewrite her fate, outsmart her enemies, and survive. The problem? No matter what she does, the story stubbornly plays out as it was written. Every move she makes only brings her closer to the death she’s trying to escape. How can she survive a story that refuses to be rewritten?

WSA 2025 Entry! Excerpt~ “I told you not to steal anything. It’s illegal!” I frowned at him. “I don’t get why Earthlings can’t just take whatever they want. It’s produced on your planet, right?” “Ugh, right—but we have a money system to follow. We don’t just take things without permission!” I said, snatching it back from his hand. “Hm? But… you stole my heart. Is that legal?” he said, leaning closer with a mischievous smirk. I pushed him back, my cheeks flushing bright red. “Idiot! Where did you even learn that from?!” “Oh… it was on that thing—TV. The girl in it didn’t seem to mind when the guy said it. Why are you mad?” *** All Ling Yunhua ever wanted… was him—her childhood friend, her first love. After years of silently carrying her feelings for Tang Shixiu, Yunhua finally finds the courage to confess. But after all the mixed signals and lingering hope, he rejects her—coldly, without hesitation—shattering the only dream she ever held close. Devastated and on the edge of giving up on everything… that’s when he appears—like an angel fallen from the stars. A man from beyond the galaxy crosses paths with Yunhua at her lowest point. From a race that erased emotions long ago, he begins to feel something foreign… something human. Something like love. But danger closes in fast. The research organization Yunhua works for—and the government—are secretly hunting him down after discovering that his alien DNA holds the power to cure any disease. Determined to protect him, Yunhua makes a dangerous choice: she hides him under the lie of being her boyfriend. Now they live together. A clueless, awkward alien learning to feel… and a girl torn between duty and the growing storm in her heart. How long can she keep him hidden in a world desperate to dissect him? And when the time comes for him to return to the stars… will she be able to let him go?

Nina was in an alleyway when she noticed a woman holding a vannel bag. There was never anyone rich like that entering her home. The streets were her home; she only had her and herself; her father left her mother for another woman. She discovers she had abilities when the rich lady offered to make her a deal. Nina gladly agrees for the deal seemed mostly in her favor, but she had no idea what would happen next.

They called me Evelina Hartgrave—the jealous heiress, the scheming villainess, the girl everyone loves to destroy. But I’m not her. I’m Reina Tanaka, a tired college dropout who used to play this stupid dating sim every night just to forget my own life. I killed Evelina hundreds of times—poisoned, exposed, humiliated—all for the heroine’s happy ending. Now I’ve woken up as her. In her penthouse. Wearing her diamond necklace. With a dozen death flags already blinking above my head. One wrong option… and I might die—by my brother’s hand, the male lead’s blade, or even by a bug bite. This whole world is against me. How am I supposed to survive in this game when even the system wants me dead? If I refuse its commands, the system punishes me—and the punishment can be fatal. So tell me… How does a villainess live long enough to change the ending? when both the world and the code are written to destroy her?

He says I chose him. I don't remember why. The last thing I expected after waking up from a nine-month-long coma was a man attached to my side, claiming to be my husband. But there he was. Calm, infuriatingly composed, so sure of himself, and dangerously good at making me believe we were something real. All I have are vague pieces of a night I can't forget and a man I'm not sure I can trust. Maybe he's my ruin. Maybe he's my salvation. Either way, he claims I'm his forever. *** She doesn't remember the night she chose me. One impulsive night in Vegas tied us together forever. One I could never forget. Now she looks at me like I'm a stranger. Maybe I am. The smartest, most selfless thing to do would be letting her go, letting her find her way back to me, but I'm not as selfless. I'm as selfish as they come, and this time, I wasn't letting her slip through my fingers; not to fate, not to fear, and not even to death. This time, I was going to take her heart, too.