Author: Jiong You Yao Genre: Romance, Comedy, Drama, Josei Status:Completed [STORY NOT MINE. FOR READING PURPOSES.] After five years, Ning Xi has returned and is out to take revenge on the sister who turned her parents against her and the childhood sweetheart who betrayed her for her sister. She aims to fulfill her childhood dream and become a famous actress. However, her sister is still out to get her, and she has to avoid all her underhanded schemes. One day, after falling into one of her sisters' schemes, she meets an adorable kid and saves him. This is how Ning Xi found herself staying at the autistic little kid's house to help him come out of his shell. Slowly, his father, Lu Tingxiao, starts falling for her too.

❗️NOT FOR KIDS OR SENSITIVE READERS❗️ Military forces from a neighboring country have taken control of Ari's city, only one of many now under occupation. Soldiers patrol every street, watching, destroying, killing... and doing whatever they please. Strict new rules govern daily life, leaving citizens in constant fear. But one fateful night changes everything for Ari in a way she never expected. But deep down, she always knew it was bound to happen. She just never imagined how much she'd come to enjoy it... This is a DARK story! Read at your own risk!! (Accounts who post hateful paragraphs will be muted for all of my stories!) ❗️ONLY FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY❗️18+ - True War Crimes - Mentions of rape - Sex - Unhealthy obsession - Violence/Killing -Dominant guy/submissive girl - pregnancy later in the story *no agonizingly slow burn!*

This novel can be categorized as "he falls first and he falls harder" . . "Did you really think that after all that you've done to me, I would simply let you go, Rosalie? You might as well go to the Devil himself because otherwise, I will definitely find you. No matter what." One day, Wang Meiling, an ordinary office worker who likes to read romance fantasy books, wakes up in the body of Rosalie Ashter, a minor villainess in the R-rated fantasy novel that she was reading before this weird transmigration. As expected of the plot, Rosalie is supposed to die at the hands of her crazy and abusive brother Raphael, thus, armed with the detailed knowledge of the original story, Meiling is set to save the tragic villainess whose body she is now possessing and approaches Duke Damien Dio, the story's male lead who is suffering from the "Acme fever" curse. She offers him a one-year contract relationship, promising to help him relieve his suffering in exchange for his protection from the Ashter family and a hefty payment afterward. Although skeptical at first, Damien agrees to sign the contract, but when the time finally comes for Rosalie to leave the Duke, she realizes that ending their relationship might not be as easy as she thought. WARNING: The story contains mature content such as R18 scenes, obsessive/yandere behavior, domestic abuse, an indication of sexual abuse, and gaslighting. It will also include the depiction of violence and gore. Read at your own discretion.

"Sometimes we just had to lick the attitude out of her" ~♧~ I was only supposed to dance for them, not submit my entire existence to them. But they wanted me. They had me. I was theirs..... theirs to break, to care for, to love and theirs to fuck for as long as they willed it. As much as I didn't want succumb to the feeling, the feeling of being loved, I knew I wanted them as much as they wanted me. So I let them have me. And they used me like the fucktoy I was for them. Because I was theirs. ....... How can a mere dancer put the ruthless Kings on a leash. ~♡~

I'm tired of coming in here and seeing stories of mine plagiarized, so I'll be posting many of my archived fics on here (old and new). Not all of them will be good, since when I first started writing I didn't know what the fuck I was doing, but some of them are decent. To read these fics in best quality (italicized and whatnot because I don't have the tome to redo it for every fic I post here) you can check out my tumblr, lord-explosion-baku.tumblr.com or my AO3, username: Jupiters_Witch These fics are rated 18+. All characters will be aged up to be over the age of consent. Art theft and plagiarism is not cool, kiddos. Write your own fics. Don't steal from other people. Cover image done by Maewoahoah.tumblr.com. It was commissioned by me.

She looked like a perfect porcelain doll, and all he wanted to do was stare forever. With her pale, soft fair skin and stunning ghostly green eyes, how could he not? She's known as the number 1 female hero, but no one knows who she is or what she looks like behind the hero persona. He's too intrigued and fell too deep to drag himself back out, but he doesn't really seem to mind that part. Echo never thought she'd get placed as the overall number 6 hero. She didn't know she's done so much as a hero to earn such a high ranking. She doesn't like a lot of attention, hence why her suit also covers her face. Getting a call from Nezu, saying that UA needs a martial arts teacher and if she'd be interested, was where her life changed for the better. She is overqualified for the job after being raised in a traditional martial arts household. Her parents have a dojo that is most popular for teaching heroes after all. She's happy to teach though. Aizawa x oc Started: 2/25/19 Finished: Ranks reached: #1 in Shouta Aizawa No yaoi/yuri with canon characters cause I'm sick of it. Follows anime but has many original chapters too! Story Pluses •No dead family members for OC! •Screen time for Ojiro •CUTE Fatgum •Eri moments •Midnight and Mic teasing •Cute Aizawa moments •Jealous Aizawa •All Might's girly screams •Aizawa def has a senpai kink •chapters range from 2,000-11,000 words Current word count: 108K+

꧁꧂ Yandere!K-pop Demon Hunters x f!Reader -- ʚIn which, a solo idol who is known throughout the whole world starts getting fought over by two K-pop groups.ɞ -- ▸ "Wait.. YOU'RE A HUNTER AS WELL?!?" "You didn't know?" -- ▸ "Honestly, Saja Boys music is kinda ass.." "All of us are literally standing right here." -- ▸ "Wait, isn't that where we are performing?!?" "..." "(Name)..." -- I don't own K-pop Demon hunters obviously. Also, this is my first story ever publishing, so it will not come out at a steady pace. (Also might be cringe) !Cover art does not belong to me!

You are a lone demon who defies the norm. Resolved to protect humanity, instead of bringing it to ruin, you expected to be on your own forever. You certainly never thought that you'd become an idol, of all things, forced into the limelight you avoided for so long. And you also never thought that humans and demons alike would fall for you.

"You know, at first we believed fairies were extinct. We are so happy to be wrong~" { 𝕂-𝕡𝕠𝕡 𝔻𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕟 ℍ𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕩 𝔽𝕝𝕠𝕣𝕒 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 }

They said the world was ending, but it didn't start with fire or war. It began with a storm-just like any other. But this time, it didn't stop. The rain fell for days, then weeks, and then came the flood that drowned everything. When the sun finally broke through the clouds, people thought it was over. They thought it was hope. But that hope was a lie. The sun scorched the land. Insects bred in the rotting water. Plague spread like wildfire. Water became scarce, food even scarcer. They said Mother Earth was angry, and I believed them. I did everything to survive. Even if it meant relying on a filthy, twisted man for bread. He preyed on girls like me-young, desperate, orphaned. He fed us, clothed us, and in return, demanded we sell our bodies. He called it "the price of protection." Men came to us like vultures. They stripped away our innocence and left us hollow. And then, one winter night, starving people stormed our hideout. They came with knives and desperation. I threw myself in front of the youngest girl when one lunged to stab her. I took the blade meant for her. As my body went cold, I felt no fear. Just peace. Finally, I thought. This nightmare is over. But when I opened my eyes again... I was in my bed. Warm. Dry. Dressed in pajamas. It hadn't been a nightmare. It had been real. And now, it's happening all over again. But this time, I won't be weak. This time, I won't be used. This time... I'll survive. No matter the cost.