If you had the very last man, would you share him? The world is populated only by women, and Teresa has realized that she is less willing to share the man she found under a cryogenic state. The only man on the face of the earth. @NA featured in sci-fi-fantasy reading list! @NewadulReads featured! New cover thanks to @GlowSpeech

Mei, after a sudden death, finds herself in the world of a novel she read, a novel in which women are mainly and they detain all the power and they are at the pinnacle of society, while men are feminine and they are treated like nothing more than objects. Not only that: in this world men are the one who give birth to children and women usually have more spouses. For Mei it would have been great...if she didn't transmigrate in the body of the useless cannon fodder who suffers a fate worse than dead!! DISCLAIMER: Original story inspired by the countless matriarchy Chinese novels I read. This story could be cringe, so be prepared. English is not my first language, so there might be grammar mistakes.

it is a story of Seraphine and Aiden. Seraphine is the emperor of the Demon realm who is both respected and feared. However, her life changes when she marries Aiden a small little naughty prince. Despite their different natures, love sparks between them. Aiden's innocence melts seraphine's stone heart. together they will fight with the problems of life together.

At night he's screaming I'm out my mind.

*Spin-off from More than just on papers* . . Shawn is hopelessly in love with his childhood bestfriend, but believes he could never have her as his own. On the other hand, Janette has always been over-protective of her introverted friend, but never considered her feelings to be as one of love. Let's see how these two navigate their ways toward each other and finally confess the love that has been looming the air around them since they were kids. Started:- 4th October, 2024 Finished:- 1st March, 2025

They say she is a devil who crawled her way out of hell,they call her a monster but he only believes what he sees and to him she is an angel in disguise . "What do you think you are doing assassin ?"Alexandra calmly asked as she leaned against the opened window crossing her arms and blocking the only way out trapping him in her office The assassin grinned "Stealing the Alpha female and putting my finger print in the books of history " The lethal female chuckled as her eyes glowed in the dark making it the only thing visible in the room "Well sorry mate, but that is not going to happen" . Alexandra, the last warrior alpha female alive, is called a monster by many ever since the pack of rouges she slaughtered But what happens when she finally finds her mate, stealing the documents that could destroy her pack from her office in the middle of the night? Now that the full moon is coming she needs to make him fall in love with her and quickly... Time is ticking, enemies are luring in the corner and wars are itching to sink it's claws.. Will she finally find happiness ?or... They say that only time will tell But Alex isn't one to wait for time or believe in destiny, she is taking matters in her own hands and she is never letting go of both her mate and the war before she wins them all . Highest rank till now:79# in werewolf Also reached:#9 in unique #1 in Alexandra #1 in weres #1 in devon #74 in assassins #24 in alpha female #6 in wolves #1 in lycian #1 in badassreads •Winner of the first place in The Mystical awards in July 2017• •Winner of third place in Lilic awards 2017• •Reached #1 in breakingstereotypes hot list• •Winner of first place in Reach For The Stars award 2017• •Winner of the third place in the blooming author awards• If you want a non clingy story ,a breaking stereo type novel then you found it

"Have you gone and stupidly fallen in love with me?" Silence. "Answer me!" "Yes! Yeah, I did! I'm sorry." . "I told you, Arlo. I don't do love." "Are you telling me to go?" . . . Eleanor Alberto's looking for a sub that won't stupidly fall for her. She isn't one for long term. How much of that is true though? Started:- 26th February, 2025 Finished:- 13th June, 2025

Thunder was crashing as the lightning touched the ground of the pack land entrance, the darkness was met with yellow eyes, snarls were heard, as the Beta of the Blackrose pact screamed and sounded the Alarm " Attack, we are under Attack, warecats from the north! " More screams were heard as calls from the East, West and South sounded the alarm. Tristan Blackroses eyes shot open, hearing the panic screams of his pact as he looked to his wife in utter horror. " Lock the door behind me, " the Alpha said to his wife while placing his arms around her in a tight embrace knowing very well this might be the last time he saw her he kissed her with such passion. As he stepped out onto his once beautiful packs home front ,the smell of death and screams horrified him. His eyes were looking around, searching for any pack members still alive, cackles were heard as he shifted his footing and turned. His crimson eyes were met with at least 30 yellow eyes all looking out at him. " Well Tristan Blackrose, I can't say your reputation proceeds you, you quite smaller than I thought you would be," a sadistic werecat said, who could distinctively be acknowledged as the leader stepped forward to him. " What the fuck do you want, and why are you on my pack lands." Tristan spat back, he would not cower, he knew his death was imminent, though he wouldn't give this Cat the satisfaction. " Expansion, and genocide, you mutts have to learn your place, so I thought I'd send a message to the werewolf council by taking out one of their top packs in one night." He sounded almost bored as he lifted his finger. Two large gavilines impaled each of Tristan's legs, almost simultaneously one going through each. He smelt it before he felt the burning flesh from the silver weapons were holding him in place as he attempted to pull them out he found his arms wouldn't respond, wolfsbane he thought in horror, as he growled at his sadistic foe before him.

With conflicting and pent-up emotions, 14 year old Mola writes letters in the middle of the night, hoping to make sense of it all and moreover hoping her mother will one day notice.

Hua Yong curled closer, gripping him with trembling hands. "Do not leave. Please. Please do not leave." Wenlang muttered, "This is terrifying. I liked him better when he insulted me every time I breathed." Gaotu shot him a sharp glare. "Be quiet. He is overwhelmed."