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They claim Melissa is a monster, an evil witch, or a demonic demon cursed. Alison Ferrer, a second-year Walter Academy student, began having a scary encounter when she first saw a mysterious woman. Later on, Alison met David Gomez, a guy who introduced himself as a pure human with no magic; her encounter with David would be the key to unlocking a truth buried in the pit for a long time, a hundred years ago. A secret that will change Alison's life because of Melissa.

After what happened to Jason and Jaya, 4 years ago he is back to win her back and get her from Ashton and be with his daughter who Jaya hides from him. Is their love story will be in a light and a good terms now that he is back?

Jaya is in the situation where she need to give all her love for a man who can't give him enough time, attention and affection, But Jared, Jason's brother can give him all of that and that's why she found her self in a very difficult situation

Philippine President Jason Velasquez was secretly married to Jaya Angela Mariana Pilyana a poor girl, innocent one and has a pure gold hearted, He did this to get his father's inheritance from him. Does he love Jaya? No. Does he care about Jaya? Nope. Does he feel anything for Jaya? Fuzzy. As time goes on, his heart is getting closer and closer for Jaya, until he wakes up one day that he already has feelings for Jaya. The quiet life of Jaya will be meserable especially when he marries the president of her country who has so many enemies, many roles and duties. Do their love story should be done? What is their future? Will they be? Or will it not be? Are they for each other?

"ZERO  HAS BEEN DEAD FOR A LONG TIME! HOW CAN WE BELIEVE YOU IF THE NAME YOU SAY HAS BEEN BURIED IN THE PIT FOR A LONG TIME ?!" As the game end, the dream title of Red is gone because of Moon, Now Moon need to know the truth that Zero is dead

The game was about to start, one life in exchange of others life. Moon Laureen Venomous unleashed her sleeping power while she's inside of the game and the truth about Zero's Identity will be revealed

Alpha is Back

The school to which no one can enter unless a powerful entity or royal entity who can afford to pay the tuition of this school. School where a creature discovers his true persona. Moonlight Academy, The school only for the strong.

When I was in mid-school, I know to myself that I'm attracted to women. Until I met a guy who turn my world upside down, he change me. I changed myself because of him.

Vaughn Series 2 (Creed Lux Vaughn) Vampire met the pure human. Creed Vaughn. The eldest of the Vaughn siblings, better known as a strict and serious Vampire throughout their area has met a woman who will change his life. A human woman. Can forbidden love really be stopped if hearts already exist? Can love save a creature whose life is in danger? Is it destiny or the heart to dictate?

Half Vampire and Half Werewolf, meet Von Vaughn. The twin brother of Van Vaughn. He was waiting for someone to come back when he suddenly met Aphrodite. He tried to search for Lit because the hands of the magical clock stopped moving, he is curious if someone is making Lit happy so he decided to search for Lit, suddenly Aphrodite volunteered to go with him, she wanted to help Von to search for Lit. While they're on a trip to search for Lit they find out that Von and Lit had a Daughter and Von witnessed how Lit Married Franco which made Von Sad.

I woke up to the stench of rust and rotting flesh, no longer a master botanist who commanded life itself, but a D-class exile dumped on a wasteland planet. Memories that weren't mine flooded in. I was framed by my stepsister, betrayed by my fiancé, and banished by my own family to the Ashfall Peninsula to die. The original girl actually starved to death in despair. The moment I opened my eyes, a scavenger tried to smash my skull with a rusty pipe just to eat me. After I killed him to survive, I discovered a harsher truth: in this universe, plant seeds are classified as A-level strategic resources, completely monopolized by the Imperium. But the universe had a sick sense of humor. A mandatory background scan suddenly triggered a galactic broadcast: I, the exiled trash, was a perfect genetic match for the Imperium's top war hero, General Alexander Orr. The family that ruthlessly erased my existence instantly saw me as a golden ticket. My cheating ex-fiancé was dispatched to drag me back, furious that his "property" was matched with someone else. They all thought I was still that weak, naive girl they could manipulate. But as I held the pure, glowing Life Source Crystals I had secretly extracted from the scrap heap, a cold smile crept onto my face. "I didn't come here to die. I came here to build an empire." I turned my back on the galactic broadcast and stepped into the deadly wilderness.

Lillian woke in a werecreature universe as a total loser. Good news was that women ruled here and could take multiple mates, yet she still ended up as the one everyone looked down on. Compared to her talented sister at every turn, she watched her first match get stolen and her next four mates reject her without mercy. The first mate was the King of Succubine himself. On their very first meeting, he warned Lillian that he was only staying long enough to recover from his injuries-and that there could never be anything between them. The second mate was a merman. He took one look at her and said he had no interest in a loser like her, tossing her some cash so she could break off their bond herself. The third mate was the progenitor vampire-over a thousand years old. He admitted to admiring her sister instead and made it clear he had no interest in a layabout like Lillian. Lillian cut every bond and chose her own path instead. But as she rose higher and higher, those same men returned, full of regret and begging her to look at them again. The fourth mate was a werewolf Lillian had rescued from an underground fighting ring. She thought he might actually stay-until he revealed himself as royalty. And of course, he wanted to break their bond for more power.

I was the eldest daughter of the Reynolds family, but in a world that worshipped dragon power, I was born completely "Dragonless." After ten years of being engaged to Prince Krishna, the King suddenly decreed that my fiancé would marry my half-sister Deena instead. As for me, my father ruthlessly discarded me. I was ordered to marry Lord Boyce Carlisle, a crippled, dying warlord with a shattered Dragon Core and failing organs. I was being sent to a desolate border fortress just to be a dying man's nursemaid, and then his widow. Deena flaunted her triumphant smile, whispering maliciously in my ear. "This is the fate a 'Dragonless' deserves. You're being sent there to be buried with him." My father didn't even look at me, treating my death sentence as a highly profitable political trade. The suffocating despair and humiliation drove me to tie a silk sash to the ceiling beam and kick the chair away. Why should I be thrown away like trash? Why did my mother and I have to die in obscurity while they celebrated their royal wedding? But as the noose tightened, a violent torrent of memories flooded my mind. I remembered my past life as a top surgeon on Earth who spent thirty years snatching lives back from the jaws of death. I didn't die. I cut myself down, wiped away my tears, and looked at my hands. I would heal this dying warlord, and use him to drag every single one of them to hell.

I was the adopted, "Dragonless" daughter of the Sterling family, bound by a prestigious marriage contract to my fiancé, Julian. But during the annual charity ball, I followed a secret note to a guest suite, only to catch him tangled on the sofa with my cousin, Isabelle. When I calmly called the Dragon Guard to expose their affair, my adoptive parents didn't comfort me. Instead, they furiously blamed me. "It was an emergency! Our kind Isabelle used her scent to save him, and you just tried to destroy him!" They praised her as a hero, officially handed my fiancé over to her, and decided to punish me for tarnishing the family name. Their revenge was a new marriage contract. They were going to sell me off to Lord Valerius, a cruel, elderly man notorious for outliving three wives. I stared at the death sentence in my hands, my blood running cold. I was the one betrayed, yet I was being discarded like useless trash to pave the way for my cousin's happiness. Why should I let them destroy my life just to protect their twisted, perfect image? I didn't cry, and I refused to be their sacrificial lamb. I drafted a cold, calculated business proposal, packed my bags, and walked out of that toxic house forever. I was going to propose to the most ruthless, powerful predator in the kingdom-Gideon Montgomery. If I had to step into a dragon's lair, I would be the one to choose it.

On my wedding day, I caught my fiancé in my stepsister's arms. She was pregnant with his child. And instead of begging for forgiveness, Damian Harrison laughed in my face. He admitted he had always planned to marry me, dump me in some forgotten country estate, and keep my stepsister as the woman he truly loved. So I burned my wedding veil in front of the entire Harrison family and walked away. That should have been the end of it. Instead, Damian's mother sent armed men after me. Why? Because I was a Dragonless nobody from the borderlands, and in her eyes, humiliating a Harrison was a crime worse than her son's betrayal. I had no dragon blood. No powerful family willing to protect me. Not even my own father would risk offending the Harrisons for my sake. If I wanted to survive, I needed someone they feared more than they hated me. So I returned to the Harrison estate and made an outrageous demand. I would marry Damian's uncle. Gideon Harrison-the legendary Dragon Lord, the kingdom's greatest war hero... and a man everyone believed was dead. Perfect. As his widow, I would outrank the man who betrayed me, become his aunt by marriage, and gain enough power to make every Harrison who humiliated me regret it. I signed the marriage pact without hesitation. Then a knight burst into the ancestral hall with impossible news. Gideon Harrison was alive. My dead husband wasn't dead. He was being brought home.

In the final days before the world collapsed, Ivy Brooks died... betrayed by the very people she trusted most. She had fought, struggled, and sacrificed everything just to survive the apocalypse only to be pushed into death along with her three daughters at the very end by her own husband. With her last breath, Ivy made a vow. If she could turn back time...she would never be weak again and of course protect her daughters. This time, she would stand at the top. When Ivy opened her eyes, she found herself back in time with her still rounded belly of her third baby.... Twenty days before the apocalypse. Armed with memories of the future and a mysterious system in her mind, Ivy moved without hesitation. She hoarded supplies, secured weapons, and took control of every resource she could get her hands on. While others laughed, doubted, and wasted time... Ivy was building her empire along with her daughters. In this life, she would not be prey but will be an hunter. With danger closing in and only twenty days to prepare, Ivy must outplay enemies both old and new, uncover the truth behind the system, and carve out her own kingdom in a collapsing world. Because this time...she wasn't just going to survive the apocalypse. She was going to rule it along with a man, a love interest from the past before her marriage collapse. He provided everything Ivy needed. Money especially in change of a marriage with her and when the apocalypse started too....he ruled it with her as well as her daughters.

After transmigrating into a doomed novel villainess in the werecreature universe, who was destined for exile and death, Ella refused to follow the script. Since the real heiress would return in two years, she prepared early-gathering money, allies, and powerful supporters. One by one, she rescued the discarded men of the heroine. There was the abandoned werewolf, half-dead in his cage. She claimed him without a second thought. Then came the broken healer-disfigured, depressed, his mind warped by years of family cruelty. She pulled him from the wreckage. And the poor little thing treated like a wallet by the heroine, a pawn by his own family. She took him in anyway. But things spiraled out of control. The "useless" princess everyone mocked awakened as the empire's only SSS-ranked female-and suddenly, every powerful werecreature wanted to stay by her side forever. When the real heiress finally came back, she was floored. Not one of the men she'd been eyeing could even come close to the mates of that so-called "useless" Ella. Surrounded by the mates she'd collected along the way, Ella let out a long, tired sigh. "I think I've bitten off way more than I can chew!"

She died in the apocalypse-betrayed, abandoned, and torn apart by the infected. Then she woke up. Two months before the end of the world. Twenty-two years old again. And on her wrist, a wooden bracelet that her mother had left behind. The bracelet came with a system. A system that eats gold. With enough gold, she can unlock infinite storage for food, water, weapons-anything she needs to survive. The super-hurricane, the floods, the insect plagues, the volcanic winter, the scorching heat... she knows exactly what's coming. While the world sleeps, Joanna shops. She drains her aunt's bank account, maxes out every loan she can find, and buys out half the city. The apocalypse is coming. She'll be ready. But when the chaos begins, the wolves come crawling back-relatives who sold her, friends who betrayed her, a father who abandoned her. They want her food. Her water. Her mercy. Joanna has a different plan. "Why don't you decide who dies first?"

Maya Cross woke up in a nightmare-trapped in the body of a sadistic villain who'd tortured five powerful beastmen into submission. Good news? She finally had the power to break their bonds and set them free. Bad news? They were stranded on a dying ship surrounded by Zerg swarms, with zero rescue coming. The first was Caleb, a snake beastman whose red eyes burned with pure hatred. Every time he looked at her, she saw the memory of chains and venom extraction. The second was Finn, an aquatic beastman whose scales she'd ripped off one by one. He could barely stand to be in the same room without his hands shaking with rage. The third was Sage, a griffin beastman she'd tormented so badly he barely went a day without fresh wounds. The fourth was Hunter, a lion beastman she'd mocked relentlessly, calling his beast form hideous and grotesque. The fifth was Jasper, a fox beastman whose face she'd scarred so badly he'd lost his consortium inheritance. "Protect me until I find my father," Maya told them, drawing her own blood, "and I'll give you what you need to break our bond." Caleb laughed bitterly. "Since when do you make deals instead of demands?" "Since we're all dead if we don't work together." But when survival depends on trust, can a torturer become a savior-or will her victims choose revenge over rescue?

I woke up to the searing agony of shattered ribs and a ruptured heart. I had transmigrated into the body of Alys, the "Dragonless" disgrace of a noble dragon-kin family. The original owner had just been beaten to death by her own brother. Her crime? Refusing to take her beloved sister's place in a marriage to a cursed, notoriously cruel Dragon Lord. As I lay dying in a pool of my own blood, my brother raised his foot to kick me again. "Will you marry him, or not? Don't make me do it again, you family disgrace!" My beautiful sister Henrietta hid behind her fake tears, begging him to stop while her eyes glittered with cruel satisfaction. My parents didn't care about my fatal injuries. They only cared that I was breathing enough to be tossed into a carriage to save the family's honor. To them, my life was just a cheap bargaining chip to protect their precious youngest daughter. They expected me to submit in fear, to quietly accept my fate as a sacrificial lamb for this hypocritical family. They thought I would die silently in that cursed lord's frozen keep without a fight. But I am a top modern surgeon, not the weak girl they abused for twenty years. I looked at my so-called family with cold detachment and agreed to the substitute marriage. But first, I would extort a massive dowry, strip them of their most profitable assets, and force my father to sign a document severing all ties. I will marry the monster, but this time, I am playing by my own rules.