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Apocalypse I have a system to raise children

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A wave of disorientation washed over me, Vivek. My mind, usually teeming with the logic of the stock market, was now flooded with jarring information. I had transmigrated, not into another life, but into the pages of a popular, ten-sequel boy's love (BL) novel set in a zombie apocalypse. This wasn't just any BL novel, though; it thrived on its melodramatic plot and suggestive themes, catering specifically to a female audience.

Confusion clawed at me. A chubby-faced boy, Akhil, approached me, his voice laced with childlike innocence. "Mommy, when will Daddy be back?" he asked.

My stomach lurched. "What the actual heck is going on?" I muttered, the harshness of the unfiltered thought a stark contrast to the sugary sweetness of the novel. Despite my own homosexuality, the idea of procreating like a woman in this bizarre situation was utterly unthinkable.

As if on cue, a man with an overly dramatic flair sidled up to me, his voice dripping with melodramatic sentiment. "My love, won't you grace me with your affection?" he crooned, his words reeking of the novel's exaggerated emotionalism.

Disgust threatened to overwhelm me. "Who are you calling 'wife', you overgrown beast?" I snapped, my voice laced with a newfound firmness. The situation, far from the fantastical BL romance I'd witnessed in the novel, was quickly turning into a nightmarish reality.All Rights Reserved

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Something Borrowed by FearlessAl17

Caught up in the sins and glamour of high society life, Astoria became the girl no one could trust. In order to return to grace, she must do the unthinkable: find a husband before the end of the year... before her mother chooses for her. With only 3 months remaining in the year, she decided to return to the limelight and reengages of high society life. But with everything she needed to build a future, only one question rings in her mind as she faces her fate: was it worth the price? __ The lighting was dull, but I could still see the shadows of his strong jawline, and the broad, muscular build he hid under his suit jacket. I wished I could see more of him-I wished I could see his face. I was intrigued by him, by the man who couldn't seem to look away. I blinked a few times before turning my cheek, suddenly conscious of the way his hidden eyes bore into me; I could almost feel the intensity of his gaze burning holes into my skull. Maybe he knew who I was; maybe he was one of the people I had crossed, they all looked the same to me. I had too many skeletons in my closet to be able to keep track of who was an ally and who was an enemy. If he was the latter, God help me. It was just the two of us outside now on the once compact Parisian streets. We were completely alone. He could do or say whatever he wanted and no one would bare witness. And yet, neither of us moved, too afraid to disrupt the perfect serenity of the moment. I opened my mouth to speak, but I could not bring myself to utter a word. For the first time, I was scared to know what someone was thinking about me. I wanted to know the type of woman he saw staring back at him. I hoped he saw the woman I was pretending to be: the regal, glamorous, refined young lady I'd been bred to become. But somehow I knew he saw me differently. The man who could not look away could see everything, and I just hoped, for the both of us, that he saw how sorry I was.

I Became The Villain's Secretary by J_axnettx_e

After I suddenly died I possessed the body of what I thought was an extra within a novel. From then on my life was mostly calm, though not fulfilling. Until one day I discovered I wasn't just a background figure; instead I was an insignificant character who'd end up being the villainous Grand Duke's secretary, only to die shortly after being near him! But I had no choice, it was too late to change my fate, so I decided to live as obediently as possible under the orders of the sadist villain. But I still had a plan. Even before the female lead makes her appearance, I will try in every way to make the villain a little more normal, or at least ensure that the two do not meet, so that no one will face a harsh death, including me! And then, after the villain doesn't become obsessed with the female lead and becomes more normal, I will be able to resign and live peacefully. So I just cleared all the suspicions he might have about me in order to not incur his wrath and die like in the novel. * * * "I'll give you a choice." The corner of his lips raised crookedly. Though that smile did not reach his eyes at all. "One, don't resign and stay here forever..." His gaze was enough to unnerve me. "Two, let me kill those who dared to give you the idea of resigning...then don't go and stay here forever." No, haven't I already made sure that the villain has become a little more normal!? ...What the heck is going on!? He shouldn't be like this!

Sold To My Husband (MxB) by xshellyboox

~Book One Of The Sold To Series~ *UNEDITED* Sneak peek.......... "Yes, he's my son, please don't hurt him I'll do anything" he begged. Does my dad finally care about me? But why he gotta tell him I'm his son that now put me in more danger, dammit! "Anything?" the Greek god said once again scanning over my body before licking his lips. "Give me your son," he said smirking which causes his cute dimples to poke out dam- wait what did he say? "Mr. Dragon, Please anything but that" my dad pleaded. Of course, I love my dad and he loves me we just have a fucked up way of showing it but my dad would never give me to this sexy motherfucker. "I'll give you 2 million dollars," Mr. Dragon said I assume that's his surname since that's what my dad called him. "Really?" my dad asked is this dickhead bastard considering it, yes I finally said it and I don't regret it. I'm worth more than that considering I'm a virgin and have a big ass so it's gonna have to be more than that before I let that happen. "Sorry but-'' my dad was about to refuse the offer when he interrupted him with another offer. "4 Million dollars and considered all your debts paid," He said. My dad quickly got up and looked at me before looking back at Mr.Dragon. I know my father is not about to- "OK." my dad said. "Wait! Hold up Mister, I'm 18 which means I'm old enough to make my decision and my dad do not have a say in this!"I yelled. Causing all attention to myself which I quickly regretted. Mr. Dragon face lights up in amusement at what I just did. "Either that or you both die, simple," he says looking me in the eyes. Why are his eyes so damn intimidating?! *Sorry not really good at descriptions * WARNING!: MATURE LANGUAGE AND CONTENT!!!!! Voices- Rank #5 to Rank #3 to Rank #1 Sold-Rank #13 to Rank #7 Mxb- Rank #9 to Rank #4 Mpreg - Rank #2 Bought - Rank #2 Bxm - Rank #2 Anyway, hope you enjoy! :)

The Withered Rose by lantianshengyu

Lin Ziqi, a woman in her forties, is a dedicated wife and mother, having always adhered to the expectations laid out by her parents and husband. She married the man they chose for her, built a life around him and their children, and worked tirelessly to uphold the values of loyalty and obedience. However, her sacrifices go unappreciated. Her husband has a mistress, and in a brutal turn of events, it is her own son who, manipulated by this mistress, murders her. In her final moments, as she takes her last breath, Lin Ziqi's only regret is the life she could have had if she had chosen the boy from her past-the one who had waited for her, hour after hour, after high school, with a single withered rose in his hand. She wonders what her life might have been like if she had chosen to be loved, rather than loyal. When she dies, the world changes. Lin Ziqi wakes up. She is no longer a forty-year-old woman bound by regret. Instead, she is back in high school, the very place where her journey had once begun. Her best friend calls her attention to the present as the teacher asks her to answer a trigonometry question. Lin Ziqi's heart races. She is *reborn*. The realization hits her like a wave-the chance to rewrite her story, to make different choices. As she walks out of the school building, her gaze lands on him-the quiet boy who waited for her, holding that same withered rose in his hand. Lin Ziqi smiles softly to herself and approaches him. This time, she accepts the rose without hesitation, placing a kiss on his right cheek. The boy, taken by surprise, blushes but smiles in return. The world feels different now, a world where the past cannot hold her back.

Chasing Shadows by wordly-open

Childhood friends, bound to fall in love. But what happens when love becomes an obsession? ~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Why are you here?" I blurt out before I can stop myself, surprising both of us. He raises his eyebrows, clearly caught off guard by the question. "Mara, come sit down," he says, smiling and patting the empty space beside him. I shake my head but, despite myself, find my feet moving toward the couch. "Are you still mad at me?" He asks, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Shut up," I mutter, rolling my eyes. It's clear I've got some unresolved anger. "You're the one who wanted out, remember?" he says, the hint of a challenge in his tone. "You threw me out of your car and disappeared," I snap, bitterness dripping from my words. "Okay, not my finest move. But I had to," he replies, his eyes flickering with a brief, almost imperceptible pain. "Why are you back now? Why my dad's company? Is this some kind of game for you?" I ask, frustration edging my voice. "Oh, bunny," he says, sliding closer. My breath hitches at the sudden proximity. "I told you I'd never let us be apart again." He grabs my face with his hand, shaking it slightly as if to emphasize his point. I gasp at his words. "W-wha-" I say nervousness stealing my ability to form words. "Yes, bunny. This is not a game. Never apart again. Okay?" He says sliding his thumb over my bottom lip.

How to be the Villain When Every Character Likes Me by mrmacpuffy

I was reincarnated into the Young Master of the Alsar dukedom, the villain of the novel "Romance in the Time Passing". However, there was one problem. I had never read the novel, and the system that told me I must maintain the plotline wouldn't tell me anything! Without any knowledge of how to act as the villain, what the characters I had to bully looked like, or the basic norms of the world, I could only helplessly watch as the plotline veered further from its original.

I Always Come Back for You Volume 2 by Goleshab

"You knew from the beginning what you agreed to." He mumbles flying his hands. "I know. And sorry if I couldn't stick around till the very end to be your best man for the wedding." I retort agitated. " What are you spouting?" His nostrils flare and his eyes narrow. "I'm saying I'm that 'No one in the closet' " I mutter " Isn't that ironic?" I snort again mocking. " Now kiss me before you go" His head jerks up at that. I know it's too much of punishment for him but damn me if I let go without a proper goodbye. "What?" " You owe me that much for a goodbye. You're an actor, I have seen you kissing guys before in movies, so it shouldn't be that hard. The more you hate it, the more I love it" It's ok. He can hate me and get disgusted by kissing me, but it's worth it. "Come on. Don't stall. Kiss me so I can name this thing something, and mourn it later" His darkened eyes study me, baffled " Why are you doing this?" He asks. I sigh " Never mind. Just leave." I drop my hands at my sides. " Fine. Sit!" I look up at him, not believing his words. Stepping back, I slump on the couch as he towers me. My breath hitches as his face shadows mine, his breath fanning my lips and his eyes are fixated on me. Then he leans in, so his lips brush mine in a brief touch, not giving me enough time to savor it. He retracts, staring at my eyes. The moment is over " At least I had a peck. I can't compla..." Before I can finish the words, his lips invade mine, bullying them to part, his upper lip rests on the bottom one, sucking with full power as he is a big mouth, consuming my whole. * Hey guys. Let's follow the story of Dae Sung and... Well, see it for yourself in the second volume of "I Always Come Back for You". Just a quick reminder the second volume is lighter in terms of content, full of butterfly moments and steamy scenes that should be read with caution. It has new characters and witty comebacks. Enjoy!

I AM THE ORIGINAL OWNER OF THE PROTAGONIST'S BODY. by pushisinung

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.

An Everlasting Problem (Phun And Noh AU Fan Fiction) by LittleKittyWasabi

This is a boy x boy fan fiction. Don't like gay love then move on. This isn't the story for you. There will be cursing in this story. If you don't like profanity please move on. Thank you. ============================ Cover by: JaeMi1 ============================ Have you ever met a vampire? No? Ah, lucky you. Vampires are a pain in the ass. Trust me I've met a couple. Thanks to that stupid ass Ohm I was stalked, forced to co-habitat, and pushed into some weird confusing battle going on for a stupid title. Pain in the asses! The biggest issue was the feelings stirring inside me. They're weird and icky. No matter what I do I can't stop them. And they get worse whenever that jerk, Phun, is near me. My heart constricts and my brain gets weird. Can't I just go back to my peaceful life, please? Excerpt: I shuffled my feet, staring down at them, growing far more uncomfortable than I ever wanted to be. I heard a deep chuckle roll from him. My eyes shot up to meet his. I had to swallow down my agitation as his eyes twinkled with amusement. Can you believe it? The bastard found my reactions funny! My face crumbled into a sneer. I slammed my hands on the arms of my chair and pushed myself up. I glared at the bastard, trying my best to make my face as ruthless as I could. The infuriating man chuckled again, his smirk blooming into a full smile. I had to force down whatever feelings was bubbling up. He had an amazing smile. Heart racing and knee melting type of amazing. =============================== This is an AU fan fiction. I do not own the characters portrayed in this story, I merely asked them to dance to a different beat. The characters are created and owned by INDRYTIMES ( twitter: @hedshew) Show her love for these wonderful characters and her amazing story. ===============================

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Something Borrowed

Caught up in the sins and glamour of high society life, Astoria became the girl no one could trust. In order to return to grace, she must do the unthinkable: find a husband before the end of the year... before her mother chooses for her. With only 3 months remaining in the year, she decided to return to the limelight and reengages of high society life. But with everything she needed to build a future, only one question rings in her mind as she faces her fate: was it worth the price? __ The lighting was dull, but I could still see the shadows of his strong jawline, and the broad, muscular build he hid under his suit jacket. I wished I could see more of him-I wished I could see his face. I was intrigued by him, by the man who couldn't seem to look away. I blinked a few times before turning my cheek, suddenly conscious of the way his hidden eyes bore into me; I could almost feel the intensity of his gaze burning holes into my skull. Maybe he knew who I was; maybe he was one of the people I had crossed, they all looked the same to me. I had too many skeletons in my closet to be able to keep track of who was an ally and who was an enemy. If he was the latter, God help me. It was just the two of us outside now on the once compact Parisian streets. We were completely alone. He could do or say whatever he wanted and no one would bare witness. And yet, neither of us moved, too afraid to disrupt the perfect serenity of the moment. I opened my mouth to speak, but I could not bring myself to utter a word. For the first time, I was scared to know what someone was thinking about me. I wanted to know the type of woman he saw staring back at him. I hoped he saw the woman I was pretending to be: the regal, glamorous, refined young lady I'd been bred to become. But somehow I knew he saw me differently. The man who could not look away could see everything, and I just hoped, for the both of us, that he saw how sorry I was.