"It could have been hatred but you don't look at the one you hate, like that." "Like what?" His deep voice asked. "Like you are a sinner and she is your salvation." ___________________________ "I played you as a doll huh?" His hot breath whispered in my ear as he twisted my body making my back mould into his warm chest, his arms coming around my waist, holding me like I was fragile flower....made of crystal porcelain. "Have you seen yourself princess? Not a doll, my little treasure, MY doll and I promise the one who lays a finger on you will prefer the dark depths of molten hell than his life." *No toxic relationship* #15 Romance in 1.43 million books #1 dark in 111K books #1 princess 40K books # BlueRose Awards winner #Constellation awards winner

He was sent to kill a king. Not just any king-but Lucien Valez, the mafia sovereign whispered about in blood and fear. A man above alphas, untouchable, ENIGMA. Raghav was chosen because no one would ever notice him. A beta, small and silent, the kind of man who blends into the shadows. Perfect to slip past guards. Perfect to get close. Perfect to kill. But perfection doesn't always go to plan. Lucien noticed. The ghost in the background, the trembling servant with lowered eyes-the one who should have been invisible. A spill of water, a stifled breath, a pair of eyes that lingered too long. Where others saw nothing, Lucien saw him. And once the king sees you, he doesn't look away. Now assassin and enigma circle each other, a game more dangerous than either imagined. Raghav was sent to end him. Lucien had to eleminate him. As in a world built on blood and power, only one truth matters- Who will kill? Who will be consumed?

Alek Rivers (23): Tall, masculine, devastatingly handsome. A final-year business student from a billionaire family. Next in line to inherit the Rivers empire. Confident, flirtatious, and popular-he's dated both girls and boys for fun but never taken anyone seriously. Used to getting what he wants... until he meets him. Eliot Reyes (18): A soft-spoken, graceful fresher. Comes from a modest middle-class background. Smart and careful-just wants to survive college drama. He's feminine, introverted, and has a rare condition: he was born intersex and has a functional womb. It's a secret he guards with his life.

Adrian Reeves was a normal 25-year-old office worker with one obsession: the web novel "Chronicles of the Celestial Hero." For three years, he followed every chapter, commenting religiously, especially about his favorite character-the villain. Cassian Nyx, the Demon Lord. While other readers celebrated when the hero defeated him in the final chapter, Adrian raged. Cassian deserved better. Deserved happiness. Deserved a chance at redemption. His last comment before dying in a car accident: "If I were in this world, I'd save the villain. I'd give him the love he never received. I'd change his fate." The universe listened. Adrian wakes up inside the novel-but not as a hero. Not as a side character. He's reborn as Elian Ashford, the crown prince of the Celestial Kingdom... and the villain's destined enemy who's fated to seal Cassian away forever. Except the plot has already gone wrong. Instead of meeting Cassian during the climactic war (fifteen years from now), Adrian-now Elian-encounters the Demon Lord at age 18, during a diplomatic mission that wasn't in the original novel. And worse: the moment their eyes meet, an ancient contract activates. A soul-binding contract that marks them as fated pairs. Cassian, who in the novel never loved anyone, who became a monster because of loneliness and betrayal, is now bound to the one person who's supposed to destroy him. And he knows it. "You're supposed to seal me away," Cassian says, dark eyes gleaming with dangerous interest. "So why do you look at me like that? Like you're trying to save me instead?" Because Adrian knows the truth. Knows that Cassian becomes a villain because everyone he trusted betrayed him. Knows that the "hero" of the original story is actually manipulating events for power. Knows that Cassian's tragic fate can be changed. But changing fate means going against the novel's plot. Means choosing the villain over his own kingdom.

"In a world where alphas rule with bloodied fists and ancient codes, two kings collide not in diplomacy, but in destruction." Rudra Dev Singhania, the merciless alpha monarch of the East, doesn't ask. He owns. With golden skin and a voice that turns into law, his rule is ironclad, his empire bathed in fear. No soul dares to defy him until a single ghost slips through the cracks. Rian Valez, the snow-skinned blonde French alpha, is more myth than man. Known as Ghost Heir in whispered syndicate files, he's a sculptor of pain, a tactician with a spine made of vengeance. Their first collision is anything but diplomatic. Two alphas. Two enemies. One irreversible bond. In a world where alpha-to-alpha mating is both taboo and dangerous, they mark each other, not out of love but out of dominance. They should have killed each other. Instead, they're tethered by something darker, something primal neither of them can control nor fully understand. Read and find out what is written in their destiny. Start date - 11/06/25 End date -27/6/25

BOOK THREE IS FINALLY HERE. "His lashes....fl..fluttered!!" "Hi....his fingers moved." "He has woken up!!" The people I had left behind on my road to revenge cried tears of blood upon my rise from my eternal slumber. My friends were wailing in happiness; the very same friends I had abandoned in my pursuit of revenge. I had forgotten about them. So waking up to see them in tears and snot made my heart guilty than ever. Deep down I knew I was a shallow scum for not even thinking about them once. *BANG* The yakuza boomed through the door, his breath is disarray. His eyes looked at me with disbelief. Relief washed over him upon the realisation that this was not a dream. "You...you are awake. You are awake." "This is not a dream." He uttered frantically with a grim look on his face. Yet the worry was obvious in his eyes. The people that had missed me terribly kept wailing upon my return for they thought they had lost me. Thanks to my god I awoke again. Thus my life, this time, was returned to me as Zeke.

I ALWAYS THOUGHT I WAS THE SECOND MALE LEAD. BUT TURNS OUT I WAS EVEN LESS THAN THAT. WHEN I THOUGHT I HAD DIED, I MET THE DEVIL. EXCEPT THAT WE HAVE MET ONCE BEFORE. THE DEATH THAT LED ME HERE, WAS THE SECOND TIME I HAD DIED. "YOU HAVE FULFILLED THE TERMS OF THE CONTRACT." THE DEVIL SAID. "YOU ARE THE FIRST ONE TO SUCCEED. IT WAS INEVITABLE THAT YOU LOST YOUR MEMORY AND YOUR WILL FOR REVENGE SANK DEEP INTO YOUR LOSS." IT WAS HARD TO ACCEPT. AS AN AGENT FILLING THE ROLE OF THE SECOND MALE LEAD, I THOUGHT I WAS BORN AS ONE. BUT EVERY IDENTITY I HAD EVER HOLD WAS A HOAX. BECAUSE THE REAL ME WAS SOMEONE PATHETIC WITH THE WILL OF GOD AGAINST MY SIDE. LIKE EVERY STORY IN A ONCE UPON A TIME..... A MISTREATED CHARACTER WHO WAS ABUSED WAKES UP ONE DAY; WITH THEIR DEMEANOR COMPLETELY CHANGED; AS IF POSSESSED. WITH THE BLESSING OF A SECOND CHANCE TO LIFE, THE MISTREATED CHARACTER SHINES BRIGHTER AGAINST THE DARK, THE CONTRAST OF HIS PAST SELF AND HIS CURRENT SELF ESTABLISHING THE FOUNDATION OF THE TITLE "PROTAGONIST." HE FACE SLAPS HIS FEAR WITH COURAGE. CHANGES HIS IMAGE FOR THE BETTER. WITH EYES RIPPLING LIKE CLEAR WATER HE CHARMS EVERYONE UNDER HIS SPELL. MEN FALL FOR HIM. WOMEN FAWN OVER HIM. AMONG THOSE MEN WHO ARE OF HIGH VALUE BECOME THE MALE LOVE INTERESTS. THOSE WHO ABUSED HIM FELL FOR HIM. THE MAN WHO RAPED HIM FALLS FOR HIM. THE TYRANT EMPEROR OF ANOTHER KINGDOM BECOMES INFATUATED WITH HIM. EVEN THE FAMILY THAT SOLD HIM AWAY WANTS HIM BACK. ALL THESE CHANGES HAPPEN AFTER THE SOUL IS CHANGED. THEN WHAT ABOUT THE ONE WHO HAD DISAPPEARED? WHAT ABOUT THE ORIGINAL SOUL OF THE BODY THAT THE PROTAGONIST HAS TRANSMIGRATED TO? I WAS EXACTLY THAT ORIGINAL SOUL:THE REAL OWNER OF THE PROTAGONIST'S BODY. ZEKE, IS, BACK! FOR REVENGE. THIS WORLD WILL BURN DOWN WITH MY REVENGE. I REMEMBER NOW! I HAD SOLD MY SOUL TO THE DEVIL. FOR REVENGE. AND NOW, MY REVENGE STARTS. I WILL MAKE THIS WORLD MY HELL.

HOW DOES IT FEEL TO BE THE SECOND CHOICE IN A PERSON'S LIFE? I was always the 2nd choice in everyone's life. People always left me for someone, someone who was a bigger jerk than me. I couldn't understand why they left me for assholes such as those bastards. This always happened in my dream. Every single time people left me to be with a toxic guy when I was the better choice. In my dreams, those people who left me were, sometimes a girl and sometimes a guy. Nevertheless I was always abandoned in my dreams while the guy who takes them away glares at me with a smug smile on his face as if screaming "I won." Why was I always the second choice in their lives? I don't understand. What am I lacking? "YOU ARE TOO KIND!" "YOU NEED TO BE ASSERTIVE AND ROUGH ON BED TO WIN." "PEOPLE THESE DAYS LIKE TO BE CONTROLLED AND LEAD ON!!" "YOU NEED TO BE A BIT MORE TOXIC, MANIPULATIVE AND DEMANDING!" "BADBOYS ARE A TREND THESE DAYS!" "JUST BE A BIT MORE OF AN ASSHOLE OR ELSE YOU WILL NOT WIN! YOU HEAR ME?!?" SAID A CERTAIN ANNOYING BUG! "......." WTF! I QUIT!!!

"You are too overpowered. Your existence poses a great threat to my son and daughter of fate. I had no other choice but to kill you." This was the voice of God he heard when he was about to enter the door of death. "A tragic oped character, sigh, its a very popular trend right now. The normal cliche of losing all your loved ones, an illegitimate son of a noble household, possessing overwhelming magic, good looks and what not. But as I kept writing I realised I made you way too oped, to the point your existence became a threat to the plot." The voice of god spoke to him again. "...Are you the one who killed my family?" He asked back with a blank expression. "Yes." Spoke the voice again. This simple one sentence angered him to the point he fought harder against his predestined death. He was enraged. The death of his family was orchestrated by this damn god, his life made miserable and painful, so he had to rise again, back on his two feets so he could destroy the god's world. And so he did. He rose again, defeating his death. Then he had his revenge by almost destroying the world. Almost!!! Before he could lead to the death of the Male and the female lead a thing called system was bounded to his soul. He was forced to leave his world and enter many different worlds. "Well, Unfreeze the OOC!" He demanded with a malicious grin on his face. He had to have his revenge. But most important of all, he had to be the one incharge of his characters. "......." The system shivered at his words, its invisible eyes bulging out. Unbeknownst to him, a GOD had embarked on a journey to a portal of unknown origin right at the time when he was entering a new world. "Oh fuck!" He cursed as he realised a dangerous point. "This is not the protagonist! Who is he?" Novel cover: Drawn by me aka @pushisinung.

I let his fingers slip between my lips and taste myself once again. "This is what you will do with me" he whispered looking at my lips. "You will wrap your lips around it" I followed his instructions and wrapped my lips around his two fingers. I looked at his eyes and I immediately found his gaze which was torn between my lips and eyes. He inhaled again before continuing speaking. "You will slowly lick and suck it" he winked with a grin. "And you will try your best to fully take me in your mouth like this" he said, pushing his fingers even more inside my mouth. He grabbed my chin with his free hand. "Isn't that right, Rea? You will try to take me all?" He slowly asked and I nodded bringing my own fingers to my clit, trying to touch it the same way he did. He looked down to what I was doing and grinned. "Good girl, but I will continue with that" he told me, removing his fingers from my mouth and grabbing my wrist to stop me. *** Finding a wounded man in the middle of the wood was the last thing Rea had imagined to see during her stroll. She had never thought her innocent gesture of rescuing and healing him would have turned her life upside down. He claimed her as his mate. A ruthless predator that enjoyed the kill and shedding blood around for his own purpose. He was part of a species her whole family told her to stay away from. Werewolves. And she discovered soon how she was mated to one of the strongest one. Callendon. Her personal nightmare. MATURE CONTENT - ONLY 18 + FOR MATURE AUDIENCE