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Transmigrated as a beautiful CEO, everything is within reach of her hands. Wealth, Power, and Influence. And she also possesses the system. Starting point high with all the helps from the universe, what could go wrong? What?! She is in a world similar to the combination of novels. What! The most hated sadomasochistic-SM-CEO and his wife, novel theme, and her half-sister was a heroine. Side characters never ever had a good time as the world revolves around them. Our CEO knows this and her worries increase. What?! Another novel theme shows up in this world and it's a stallion one. Messed up and you still tell me... Heaven! That's not all, she is supposed to be a member of the harem of the male protagonist. ****! our CEO shoves a middle finger at the world and strangles the system. What in the world have you brought me here for? Companions, enemies, connections, and successes are all meant for her to walk through. Each step, every struggle will be her monument. Rising to the top of the pyramid, overlooking from above, everything within her grasp. Prove to the world, a woman can hold up half the sky. First, Let me find a way to divorce this engagement with Lin Fan. Former Title: My system helps me become a cold, beautiful, elegant C.E.O

His lips hovered near her ear, his voice a dark whisper against her skin. "You may fear me, little bride, but I will teach your body to crave me… to need me, until I am all you ever want." --- Belle was never meant to be the bride. But when her parents cried to her about how her beautiful sister could not be married to such a man, she was forced to take her sister’s place. To prevent war between the two worlds of humans and vampires, the kings decided to sign a peace treaty with a marriage, but the only man they could offer for this marriage was a vampire said to be mad and completely heartless. When they said heartless, they meant really heartless, but Belle, being a naive girl her whole life, had no idea what she was stepping into by agreeing to this marriage. At first, he appeared innocent, a man completely opposite to all the rumors around him, until she slowly began to realize every single thing said about the mad vampire was true, or perhaps even worse! He was a man who walked in the path of darkness. He knew no light and showed no mercy, even to those who were not his enemies. He had no heart to love, no emotions but dark ones to feel for anything or anyone. But all of a sudden, when he set his eyes on her, he decided he wanted to keep her, and Belle's naive world began to take a different turn because the mad vampire was hellbent on tainting her innocent soul. Expect "Now, can we forget this happened and enjoy the night?" He arched an amused brow at her, making Belle's heart drop to her stomach as she recalled the so-called wedding night. She hurriedly pulled away from him, her face flaming with embarrassment. From everything she had heard about this night, she was not ready to experience it with this man. The women whispering about it in Mr. Marchant's shop had said one would hate their husband's presence after it and be disgusted by the act. It was not an act meant for pleasure for any woman but torture. Now that she realized her husband would do the same with her, she swallowed hard and nervously clutched her dress. "I...I am not feeling well, My Lord, I—" "Rohan," he cut her off with a tone of amusement. "Use my name when you address me, sweetheart. You looked quite energetic when you tried to go after the ring for someone who isn't feeling well, but," he sighed softly, "I've always been a generous man. I won't let you stress yourself tonight." Belle began to sigh in relief and smile in her mind that he wouldn't push her for the wedding night ceremony. She was even about to part her lips and agree that he was indeed generous and even offer him a thank you when he continued to speak, causing the momentary relief to be replaced by dread. "I will pamper you tonight, and you won’t have to lift a hand. I will give you all the pleasure since you are feeling unwell. Take it as the first lesson in my plan to make you forget love and welcome lust." "...!" "Lie on the bed for me, Isa." Belle felt her throat go dry at that strict command. "I...I..." She began but could not find any words to say to make him spare her tonight. What had she got herself into? Belle thought as a pit seemed to form in her stomach, a deep, gnawing dread. "Do you need me to carry you to the bed, or would you rather walk there yourself?" Rohan questioned with dark mirth in his voice and eyes as he watched her like a hawk. He could tell she was nervous, but what to do? She had brought herself into his world. Belle began to walk slowly to the bed at a snail’s pace, as if delaying it would help prevent the dreadful act from happening tonight. She could feel him following closely behind her. When she reached the bed, she used her shaky hands to move the drapes aside and carefully sat at the edge of it, her hands folded nervously on her lap. She felt his piercing gaze on her, but she dared not look up at him. "Lie down," he ordered softly. MATURE CONTENT, NO RAPE!!

*NonRape-General langauge* Liora’s life takes an unexpected and cruel turn when she’s sent to the royal court as a concubine for the disgraced Prince Lucien, a man whose past is shadowed by betrayal and loss. Stripped of his royal title, Lucien has long distanced himself from love and loyalty, existing in a cold, indifferent world. Thrown into this world of palace internal battles, power struggles, and betrayal, Liora must face not only Lucien’s frosty demeanor but also the dangerous secrets that lurk within the court. Every move she makes is watched, every word is questioned. Yet, despite his distant nature, she can’t shake the feeling that beneath the hardened prince lies a man struggling with the ghosts of his past. As Liora tries to find her place in this hostile environment, she faces a constant dilemma: Can she warm the prince’s cold heart and heal his wounds, or will she fall victim to the very same forces that tore him apart? 'Can she thaw lucien’s frozen heart, or will his haunted past consume them both?' Arranged marriage,Disgraced prince,Court intrigue,Royal concubine,Forbidden love, Political drama, Palace secrets, Unwanted bride, Betrayal. Haunted memories, redemption,Royal court drama, second chances

"In a world where competitive battling is commonplace." "The wealthy, those in prominent families. None of that really matters" "What mattered, the sheer skill one has in a battle." "Noone will deny that his circumstances lead to his quick rise." "But None will deny his mark on this world as the very best." "As he was with me ) -># $|?>#|.." "Now you are worthy of this legacy. But only for your lifetime." " }@=[!|= I shall await the end of your journey" "And I shall be =|;{=! once more. And we will once again be =|[|$...." - by [-| ={]@) #\{=$ for #-{[{ ---------------------------------------------------- Interpret that message as you will lol its decipherable(though it's unintelligible by design) Swapping Out Pokémon frequently, especially between battles. Quick Pokémon progression, focus on main character's growth as a trainer. This is a original fanfic, not a translation or anything. Chapters will be 1k words or more and dailies uploads, plus the random 2 chapter days though upload times will be inconsistent as i upload as soon as I finish (author notes: This series will focus more on battles, and will be roughly based off real life matches in VGC, Smogon Singles, and Doubles.) (author notes 2: I KEEP HAVING STROKES RE-READING MY OWN WORK! SO I EDIT IT A LOT.. SORRY FOR THE GRAMMAR) Fanart By: chikuwa 3296 https://www.zerochan.net/3670739

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to time travel? Have you ever wanted to live history...literally? Daphne is a normal girl, just like everyone else. Her life was always boring. She lived in a normal house, had normal parents and went to a normal school. Everything is interrupted on her 16th birthday when she is given a watch by a mysterious old man though...

"Katherine, I know... I made a mistake. Just give me a second chance," Leonard's voice wavered, his eyes pleading. Katherine met his gaze with a cold, unwavering stare. "A second chance? Leonard Ford, you didn’t even deserve the first one." — Katherine Anderson had once given everything to her husband—her love, her heart, and her life. But when he handed her divorce papers on their anniversary and turned his attention back to his first love, Miranda, she knew their marriage was nothing more than a cruel illusion. With her world shattered, Katherine walked away, vowing never to look back. Five years later, Katherine returned stronger and more independent, with two beautiful twins by her side—the children Leonard never knew existed. She had built a life for herself, far from the shadow of her ex-husband's influence. But when Leonard discovered the truth, he became desperate to win her back. Would Katherine give him the chance to be a father to the children he never known, or had he lost her—and their family—forever?

Skylar has always been different from everyone, but her family never once made her feel that way. They loved and supported her, giving her a peaceful and quiet life. But all that changes when she leaves home for school and meets Jace. A boy whose life is shrouded by darkness and mystery. His very presence screams danger, yet she finds herself inexplicable drawn to him. But as their love deepens a series of events will force buried secrets to resurface once more. And they soon begin to question everything around them— Their family, friends, and everything they've been told their entire lives.

Stella has lived as a rogue omega since her early teens—the day her pack discovered who she truly was and kicked her out of the pack. She was adopted and taken care of by a rogue alpha couple who raised her like their own. For years, she survived in the shadows until the only family she had was taken from her by other rogues. Now alone, she’s hardened, dangerous, and everything an omega isn’t supposed to be. Marcus is the future Head Alpha—born and raised in one of the most powerful and progressive packs, where omegas are treated with respect. But there’s one rule his pack will never break: No mercy for rogues. When rumors spread of a feared rogue lurking near their borders, Marcus prepares to eliminate the threat. But what he finds is not a monster—it's an omega with more strength and scars than she should ever carry. But the worst of all, she just might be his mate.

Letters to the Lost Me. This is not a guide. Not a polished journey of healing. Just moments-raw, unfiltered-where life cracked me open and God slipped in. Some moments were inspired by books, Others by people. Most by silence-by the space left behind when something ended, and I didn't know how to hold myself up. It's about how pain taught me about God. How attachment disguised itself as love. How I kept trying to find myself in people- until I realized I was supposed to find Him. This is for the ones still healing. The ones still asking. The ones whose faith cracked before it grew roots. You're not alone. My journey is not complete, I'm still healing. These are my fragments. Maybe you'll find your own in them, too.

“You want to know about the mate bond we share?” His words stopped me midway as I turned around to face him. I didn’t say a word as I felt my heart palpitate in anticipation. “Beta Perez, I…” Before I could speak, he continued. “I have decided to never let a woman into my life, Miss. James. I have learned long back that they only serve as a distraction. Why would I need a mate if I could have any women I want? Am I right, Miss. James?” He asked me as I felt my eyes burn, but I held back my tears. “A mate is your better half, Beta Perez.” I choked out the words when he let out a humorless laugh. “According to me, you need a mate to satisfy your needs and maybe an heir in the long run. I think I can buy that with some money, Miss. James.” “Don’t you feel the mate bond, Beta Perez?” I asked him, but he didn’t answer. “I would have at least considered mating with you if you held a rank, Miss. James. But I don’t think I want a woman who is a nobody with a lonely mother and a runaway father.” I felt my chest rise and fall in anger while something broke within me. A tense silence engulfed us as we stared at one another. Join us in this journey where Aurora and Zander find love again as sparks ignite between them and desire crackles in the air, the tension builds, pushing them closer together. Will Zander’s feelings toward the mate bond transform as he grapples with the chemistry between them, or will fear of another heartbreak drive him to reject her? The future is uncertain, but one thing is clear: their destinies are intertwined in ways they never anticipated.

After being betrayed by her family, Bai Meiyue found herself struggling in the flourishing age where zombies and mutant animals ruled. And that too with a big belly! Though people called her crazy for being stubborn, Bai Meiyue didn’t regret keeping the fruit of her one-night stand. What she regretted was not protecting her child and trusting those whom she should have killed at the very chance that was handed to her. In the eleventh year, Bai Meiyue lost her child and died while taking revenge on those who took her son away. However, just when Bai Meiyue thought it was the end, she returned two months before the beginning of the doomsday. Carrying the grudge of two lifetimes, she swore to make life living hell for those who harmed her and her son. With the heavens blessing her with a barter system, Bai Meiyue was intent on giving her child everything that he deserved. But why was the child’s father chasing after her? Hello? We only shared a bed for a night. So why was he clinging to her? Her child’s father: From the best medicine to education, you have given our child everything, Meiyue. But what about a father?

The Lawless Age ended several centuries ago. Humankind prevailed against the Mages and Spellweavers of the world with the aid of the Great Betrayer. Magic users are persecuted and regulated, designated at birth for their potential. Despite this the plague of Manaburn has spread to a critical point. Designating whole parts of the world uninhabitable and corrupted. Will mankind prevail? Will the Mages and Spellweavers living under the foot of their oppressors rise up? Or will everything burn.

Book 1 Belle attempts to find refuge within the zombie apocalypse while protecting her sister and navigating the toxic man desperately in love with her. Book 2 Angela confronts her feelings for a dangerous woman. She wades through the danger around her while compensating for her passive nature.

Abigail may have been considered unlucky. Her entire family died at sea. She had been left behind because she was deemed too young. Her aunt died of a long term illness two years later and now she was in the house of the most sadistic family possibly known to human kind. But it is all she knows and her trauma has her bound so much that she has not spoken in ten years. So when she is told to volunteer herself to the blood thirsty Dark Serpent how could she refuse a direct order from someone in the house? She doesn’t. She goes and volunteers. Michèle is a dark serpent and he is over 600 years old. He has grown bored and curious at the same time. He has decided to play with his human snack this year, that is if he likes her. He has been curious about sex with a human for a long time now and he feels he should see if it is as interesting as he suspects. What happens when a virgin volunteers to be the next sacrifice to a dangerous creature but then finds out that he needs a servant who can give a little on the side? Well a traumatized servant would say nothing and agree blindly. The question is what happens after that?

Staring at the gun pointed at her head, Hannah felt as if she were watching all of her childhood memories. Cold sweat kept dripping down from the smooth skin of her back, making her quiver slightly. "Don't!" she yelled, tears pooling at the corner of her eyes due to being startled almost out of her wits. "S-spare me! Please spare my life!" she begged. Her beautiful eyes, which are struggling so hard as to not let a single tear of hers drop, are looking straight into Ivan's dark ones, looking as if she were pleading for her life. Looking back at her tearful eyes, a mischievous grin appeared on Ivan's lips. His handsome face has a devilish look to it, looking both extremely evil and elegant at the same time. "Why should I? Give me a good reason, and I might be willing to let you live," he asked without moving his gun away from her head. Hearing his words, Hannah's will to survive made her lie within a second. "I-I like you!" she stuttered. Hearing Hannah confess her feelings for him, the small smirk on Ivan's face slowly faded bit by bit. Ivan has indeed told her to think of a good reason for him not to kill her, but not once has he thought that the fair maiden in front of him would suddenly say those words. Withdrawing the gun that was pointed at the girl's head, Ivan placed it on the back part of his waist before he grabbed Hannah's soft cheek with his calloused hands. "You like me?" he asked, gaining a multitude of nods from the girl who was currently looking at the space behind him, avoiding his dark eyes. Unbeknownst to Hannah, a smirk much less mischievous compared to his earlier ones has once again appeared on Ivan's face, and with a wicked glint in his eyes, Ivan spoke. "Prove it" _______________________________________________________________________________________ One day, while she was on a blind date with the son of her brother's business partner, Hannah, the eldest young lady of the Salvador family got kidnapped without anyone knowing. She was brought to the mansion hidden deep within the dense forest on the top of a mountain, and there she met Ivan. The man who looks so simple yet dangerous at the same time releases deadly vibes in him. In her desperation to live, she uttered words that she didn't mean to say. She didn't think twice about saying such words in order to live, but who would have thought that Ivan, the man who smiles like a child while pointing a gun at her head, would take it seriously.

Ein was a hitman for hire—a shadow in the night, a death with insomnia, if you will. He had spent a lifetime turning away from care and affection, ignoring the deep-down ache to be held gently just once. To love without fearing it might crash. To live daring to hope for better days. But having fought through everything bitter, survived up until this point, what was the point? There was nothing sweet for a killer. His life had no value, not even enough to try and end it himself. Even as Ein moved into his thirties, he was all but simply moving towards the inevitable end—just like the ends he’d caused. Ein had watched the life drain from dozens. Seeing a soul popping out of a dead body was a first. And it wasn't just any soul—it had to be an irritatingly loud ghost, impossible to get rid of, and even harder to hate. ✧ ✧ ✧ Adriel wasn’t one to let things go easily. He’d lived running from himself, bending backwards to keep things calm and people satisfied. But they never were. Going to bed, he’d often glance at the starry sky and wish to vanish from society. To turn invisible to judgmental pricks. To get a chance to act unapologetically himself, not fearing rejection. All Adriel wanted was someone who could love him without any conditions, tolerate him no matter how ridiculous he was, stay by him even when his light was dim. But what he got was a sudden death in a grimy alleyway. How could it be? Dying! Without any warning! Before he could find love! What a waste! Outraged by such a cruel turn of events, Adriel clawed at the reality, demanding life take him back. He would do anything to live again, fix his life and get a happy ending. Even if it meant pestering a grumpy hitman with manners as dry as the Sahara desert. _____ Disclaimer: This story is a very slow burn (possibly even emotional torture level >:D). So buckle up and enjoy the ride!

They say, although you never really know how reliable 'they' are, that over five million people go missing every year and are never heard from again. Is that worldwide? America only? I never cared enough to pay attention, because as far as I was concerned, it had nothing to do with me. No one I know has ever disappeared, and the odds say that no one I ever know ever will. There's more people who live in New York City than that, and I've never even been to New York City, much less lived there. I don't know anyone who has. Besides. There's so many more pressing matters to think about. I never have the sort of free time I need to think that, really, I'm playing a lottery with crappy odds I didn't ask to play in. Every single person I know is another entry every year, and first prize is ending up among those people that lose someone who never reappears. Sooner or later, there's a lot of people who win the grand prize jackpot they didn't know they were competing for. At seventeen the state of Oregon doesn't think I'm ready for the cut-throat world of scratch tickets and guessing lottery numbers. Turns out there's some lotteries out there that you don't need to play to win. Some people see their numbers on the television, some people have to wrestle them back from enthusiastic shop owners, and then some people take the scenic route from the bus stop and run into a wall of light and weightlessness halfway home. I grew up in a little town in the Pacific Northwest that's never been in any movies, and I hit the jackpot at seventeen years old.

'Oh God pretty please! This looks too good to be true.' Mia thought as she pushed her lips forward with her eyes closed to be kissed. Rey's breath got labored, he had to fight against getting a hard-on just looking at her this way. 'What is she doing to me?' He saw the way her eyes closed in earnest, trying to get a kiss from him. He almost gave in but held himself back at the last minute, what was wrong with him!? This is against the contract; she said it herself, 'no strings attached.' This, this whole thing was breaching the contract. "What do you think you are doing?" Rey chuckled loudly making Mia's eyes open abruptly. "What." She looked at his mocking gaze and felt the air being squeezed out of her lungs. "Do you have what it takes to kiss me?" The question rang over and again in her head, and her eyes blurred with tears. Looking down to avoid him seeing her hurt which he already noticed by the way, she shook her head in response. "You must be delusional." Rey avoided looking at Mia after seeing the initial hurt in her eyes. He knew his words were hurtful, but he had to say them to cut any unnecessary bond between them; this was purely a business transaction and nothing else. 'Delusional' repeated itself in Mia's head and whatever romantic thought she had about him died instantly. "What was it you wanted to do? Kiss me even when I pay you. ****** Mia who had sat down on the pile of her clothes with her now dried body, looked about distraught. "I shouldn't have allowed him anywhere close to me." Her eyes were reddened, and her lips pouted as she was about to cry. In such an intense moment, she forgot there were to be no strings attached, and everything was to be transactional. Holding onto the pain and embarrassment of the night, she vowed never to allow herself to fall too cheap for his deliberate deception. ******* "Reynaldo Davies, the first and only son of The Davies, finds himself in a constricted situation of choosing a wife, a command made clear by his Father, Mr Davies, on turning sixty, otherwise, young Davies would forfeit his inheritance to his younger sister. He makes a business proposal with Mia, his cook, who has no expectation of any kind, coming from the fling Reynaldo. In desperation, she agrees but only on the condition that certain lines are drawn and rules are kept. All is fair and clear until Celine, Reynaldo's high school friend, comes into the picture. His mother had arranged an engagement for them against Reynaldo's persistence in dating his cook, "acting as his girlfriend". Would this act bloom into something beautiful? What would be the fate of Mia? Would Celine succeed in her quest for love? Will he gain his inheritance?

Five years ago, Lin Shen Han did something unforgivable—he left his fiancé, Zheng Jia Wen, at the altar of a grand wedding ceremony in Beijing. His cold feet shattered more than just hearts; it destroyed reputations, humiliated families, and sparked a grudge that Jia Wen has nursed ever since. Now, Shen Han is desperate for a job, and fate has a cruel sense of humor. His new boss? Zheng Jia Wen—his once-loving fiancé, now a ruthless CEO. And Jia Wen hasn’t forgotten—or forgiven—a thing. Shen Han is hired as Jia Wen’s secretary, but this isn’t a fresh start; it’s a battlefield. From impossible demands to public humiliation, Jia Wen is determined to make Shen Han pay for his past mistakes. But as old feelings resurface, revenge and love become harder to separate.