The Gilded Decoy
By @john1208
The opening scene is a masterpiece of manipulation: Taliyya overhears notorious playboy Qadir Al-Faris making a bet with his snobby rivals that he can turn anyone into the perfect society darling, and she strikes a deal on the spot. To Qadir, she is a cheerfully vapid airhead. To Taliyya, this fake relationship is the perfect cover to infiltrate the Zenith Terraces and steal the Sun-Weaver Relic. Told in close third-person from Taliyya’s hyper-observant, deeply sarcastic perspective, the story is a heist masquerading as a romance. But the plan derails when she discovers Qadir isn’t just a careless rich boy; he desperately needs the Relic to cure his sick younger sister. Worse, a crucial detail was missing from her intel: the Relic's containment field collapses in exactly twenty-one days. The ticking clock forces them closer, and Qadir's fake affection cracks during a steamy tango at a charity ball. When Taliyya's male best friend gives her a friendly hug, Qadir's terrifying, genuine jealousy reveals a man utterly obsessed. With a rival-turned-ally complicating matters and the deadline looming, can Taliyya secure the prize before Qadir realizes the bubbly idiot he loves is actually a lethal thief?
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gizlilik
By @Kaan
In a world where arcane energies surge and ancient evils stir, Kagan endures a life of mundane hardship, haunted by the void of his missing father. His only solace is Melis, his stepmother, whose unwavering support anchors his fractured world. Unbeknownst to him, Melis possesses a forgotten lineage of immense magical power, a secret she guards with fierce devotion. One fateful night, a shadow beast, drawn by a burgeoning power within Kagan, shatters their fragile peace. Melis is forced to reveal her abilities, unleashing a cataclysmic defense that repels the monster but marks them for a greater threat. Now, Kagan must reconcile his reality with a hidden heritage, while Melis faces an impossible choice: protect her son with her life, or awaken a power that could doom them all. Their bond, once a refuge, now becomes a crucible.
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The Artificer's Echo
By @john1208
When the cataclysmic 'Shift' transported humanity to the untamed continent of Voros, everyone was granted a System and a single, defining Skill. Vazha Makashvili, a jaded sculptor weary of a life half-lived, drew the cosmic short straw: [Object Resonance], the ability to perfectly clone non-living matter. While others wielded fire or legendary blades, Vazha was left with the power to make more rocks. He strikes a deal for protection with Elene Dadiani, a pragmatic tactician whose powerful combat skills are crippled by a resource-draining System curse. To pay his way, Vazha begins his mundane work, only to stumble upon a 'Heartpetal Bloom,' a rare flower that grants a permanent point of Vitality. When he discovers his 'useless' skill can replicate its miraculous properties, a new path opens. Now, he can cultivate an arsenal of permanent enhancements, turning his weakness into the ultimate exploit. But the System is a jealous god, and its 'Wardens' are drawn to such anomalies. Can Vazha farm his way to power and help Elene break her curse before they are both purged for daring to defy the game?
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I Smiled When She Stole My Billionaire
By @john1208
It started as a perfectly normal Tuesday morning. I was humming and perfecting my winged eyeliner when my reborn sister kicked down my bedroom door to announce she was taking my fiancé, Navid, the future neural-tech king. In exchange, she graciously left me with Kian Farzan, a disgraced playboy weeks away from a terminal diagnosis and total bankruptcy. I just clapped my hands and smiled. What my sister didn’t know? I’m not the airheaded socialite I pretend to be - I’m an underground bio-surgeon. Also, Navid’s upcoming 'billion-dollar project' is actually a deadly government trap that will drag them both to execution. As Yasmin forces Navid into catastrophic investments, I'm busy dodging corporate assassins, using my secret medical skills to purge the virus from Kian’s veins, and turning his failing bio-corp into an unstoppable empire. But as Kian transforms from a dying cynic into a fiercely loyal partner, the violent conspiracy behind his poisoning comes knocking. Can I keep up my bubbly facade while slicing through a deadly corporate war?
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Baiting the Northern Beast
By @john1208
It started as a perfectly ordinary Tuesday: burning toast for my little brother, Luken, and cursing my abysmal rent. But when a panicked noblewoman abandons her diplomatic envoy papers at my local cafe, I do what any self-respecting, utterly shameless investigative journalist would do. I steal her identity. My goal? Infiltrate the Skalvador Keep, home to a reclusive pack of giant northern wolves, and find the truth behind the gruesome animal attacks bleeding into our city. My problem? The terrifying, bloodthirsty Alpha I'm supposed to be 'courting' as a peace offering is none other than Harzog Vargen - the infuriatingly broad-shouldered mountain guide I've been locked in a bitter rivalry with all year. Harzog instantly recognizes me. But instead of exposing my fake identity, the ruthless bastard plays along just to watch me sweat. Surrounded by giant, jealous she-wolves who want to tear my frail human body to shreds, I have to fake being a demure bride while hunting for my scoop. But when I wander too far and Harzog goes utterly berserk to save me, I discover my touch instantly calms his lethal bloodlust. How long can I pretend this is just a story when the beast decides I'm his?
4
The Touch of a Tyrant
By @john1208
Getting publicly drenched in vintage Merlot by my aristocratic ex-fiancé at the season's biggest gala wasn't on my itinerary. Neither was being rescued by my new boss, Rydel Kastner. Rydel is a ruthless architectural tycoon, a severe germaphobe who wears silk gloves, and my absolute worst rival. But he has a proposition: a one-year marriage contract to swat away the relentless gold-digging exes his family keeps throwing at him to steal his wealth. I need his resources for my own cold-blooded revenge against the men who ruined my family, so I sign. Living in his sterile penthouse, the lines blur. I discover my piano playing is the only thing that quiets his severe trauma-induced night terrors, and strangely, I am the only person whose touch doesn't make him flinch. He's intensely jealous, and his iron-clad contract rules dissolve the moment another man looks at me. But I have a secret: I am the anonymous whistleblower systematically dismantling the elite syndicate. When Rydel catches me crying over our contract's expiration date, his control finally snaps. But what happens when the tyrant realizes my secret revenge mission is the exact same conspiracy he's been hunting his entire life?
4
Chronos Chronicles
By @Seth Jared Bayogos
John Smith leads an unremarkable life as a middle-aged office worker on a modern Earth teeming with extraordinary heroes and menacing villains, each categorized by a rigid power system from Rank 9 to 1. His loving wife and three children believe him to be just an ordinary man striving to provide, unaware of the profound secret he harbors. Beneath his unassuming exterior, John possesses the unparalleled, mysterious ability to manipulate time itself. In a world where overt power defines existence, he carefully maintains his low-key facade, navigating the delicate balance between his mundane responsibilities and the immense temporal capabilities he wields. When the rising tide of super-powered threats looms closer to his family, John must confront the agonizing dilemma: remain a silent observer, protecting his secret at all costs, or subtly intervene, risking exposure and shattering the peaceful life he has so meticulously built, all while keeping his true power veiled from both allies and enemies.
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Night Shift Menagerie
By @john1208
I'm Banto Silar. I work the graveyard shift at the Obarto Mega-Mall. I’m drowning in debt, my uniform is held together by duct tape, and I’m secretly in love with Nisra, the sweet night-shift florist who is tragically allergic to animal dander. My rock-bottom life gets a whole lot weirder when a misdelivered crate bites my finger, awakening the [Beast Caretaker System]. It promised me wealth and domestic bliss if I completed simple pet-raising missions. The catch? I have to do them in broad daylight, in the most crowded plazas in the city. I've had to sing lullabies to a fire hydrant and bottle-feed a feral street pigeon in front of hundreds of laughing shoppers. But the rewards are the real trap! That 'Designer Watch' I won? It's a metallic, blood-sucking tick that throws a tantrum if I look at other jewelry. The 'Luxury Sedan'? A two-ton rhinoceros-beetle that drinks premium unleaded gas and demands belly rubs. I’m getting rich, but my tiny apartment is a zoo of disguised monsters. Can I survive the System's traps long enough to pay off my debts, or will my needy pets destroy my only chance at a normal life?
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The Billionaire's Courier Contract
By @john1208
Ignacio Vargas rules the underworld’s apex financial empire, the Vespera Syndicate. But due to a rigid ancestral pact, he must spend three years living on minimum wage as a food courier in the glittering metropolis of Marantha. With only three months left, he delivers spicy noodles to Lestari Ouyang, an heiress cornered by her snobby relatives and a looming hostile takeover. Lestari has a secret: a rare genetic form of synesthesia that allows her to see the true financial gravity of any person. While her family sees a grease-stained delivery boy, Lestari is blinded by Ignacio’s supernova-like aura of pure wealth. Desperate, she hires him as her fake fiancé to deter her greedy suitors. As her elitist family and arrogant corporate rivals line up to humiliate the 'trash courier,' Ignacio gleefully plays the part of the shameless gold-digger. But as real feelings bloom and the hostile takeover threatens Lestari's life, Ignacio prepares to shed his courier jacket. What happens when the elite of Marantha realize the impoverished delivery boy they’ve been spitting on is the very apex predator they worship?
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The Cipher of Grieze Citadel
By @john1208
Vija was once a prodigy of the Spire, the Vesmenian Empire's most ruthless intelligence agency, until a failed mission cost her everything. Now an outcast, she lives only to protect her younger brother, Juris. But when their starving village demands a sacrifice to the monstrous Ravener of the Grieze Citadel, Vija offers herself to spare him. She expects a swift death, but finds a paradox: a terrifying, instinct-driven beast by night, and by day, a tormented man named Stasys who has no memory of his own monstrosity. He is a prisoner in his own home, his curse worsening with each moon. The only cure is the Heart of the Sunkentree, a lost artifact. Bound by a shared cage of shadow and stone, Vija's cold, calculating mind sees a path to freedom. If she can cure him before the winter solstice makes his condition permanent, she can escape. But the Citadel holds secrets darker than its master's curse, and the Heart of the Sunkentree is more than a cure - it's a trigger. Will Vija succeed in saving the man, or will she unleash the far more dangerous monster she was trained to be?
3
Do Not Wake the Carry
By @john1208
I just wanted enough credits to sleep in a comfortable bed for the next five years. So, when a desperate manager slapped a contract on my table, offering a fortune if I bound my chest and joined the all-male VR esports team, the Sunfire Stags, we struck a deal. As a certified lazy genius, I can dominate the virtual battlefield of Synapse Clash while half-asleep. My effortless carrying infuriated Tarek, our hyper-competitive striker, though he quickly morphed from my biggest rival to my fiercely protective ally. Meanwhile, our sweet, earnest captain, Zaidu, is having a quiet crisis. He's been spiraling over his growing feelings for me, finally making the heartwarming decision that he doesn't care if I'm a guy - he just loves 'Pan'. His tender devotion peaks during our team's hot spring retreat, right before he accidentally walks in on my solo bath and experiences explosive relief upon discovering my true gender. But I have zero time for romance. We're dominating the leaderboards, entirely unaware that the championship's grand prize is a trap: mandatory conscription into a real, deadly interstellar war. Can I wake up long enough to save my team from winning?
3
Midnight Tides and Shotgun Vows
By @john1208
I never meant to marry Bram Coda. We were bitter rivals constantly bickering over the same scrap of territory in the foggy, rain-slicked city of Ghavar. But one blackout bender in Vegas later, I woke up with a ring on my finger and a massive headache. Sitting in a neon-lit diner, we strike a desperate deal: stay married for six months so I can secure a couples' property grant to build a sanctuary for the city's street orphans. I thought I had everything under control. I was wrong. My vindictive ex, Jarik, is determined to get me fired from my job as a freight dispatcher. Worse, the Drevnik Syndicate - a terrifying mafia empire - has started aggressively buying up the very district I'm trying to save. But every time I brace for ruin, my problems mysteriously vanish. Jarik's career implodes overnight when he tries to report me to the shipping boss, and the Syndicate's eerie shadow seems to protect my non-profit rather than crush it. I thought I was fighting a turf war against an anonymous, ruthless mastermind - but what happens when I discover the billionaire mafia don and the doting, penniless husband sleeping on my couch are the exact same man?
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I Came Here to Die, Not Do Housekeeping
By @john1208
Jadwiga Poleszuk has one guiding principle: practicality. As the most efficient mortician's apprentice in her perpetually damp village of Mokradla, she thought her greatest challenge was dealing with grieving, unreasonable families. That is, until the village elders 'volunteered' her as a sacrifice to the monstrous Gloomfang of Wyrwidąb Manor, a beast who demands a tribute to spare their soggy hamlet. Resigned to a swift and tidy death, Jadwiga is instead confronted by Lord Olgierd, a man cursed to become a grotesque, life-force-draining creature. He’s less a terrifying monster and more a self-pitying recluse with terrible decorating taste and a penchant for dramatic monologues. Now, trapped in a decaying manor with a beast who finds her blunt pragmatism both infuriating and fascinating, Jadwiga realizes the terms of her sacrifice are far more complicated than a simple devouring. She might be the key to breaking his curse, but that requires love - an emotion she finds deeply inefficient. Can a woman who sees romance as a frivolous waste of time save a man who has forgotten how to live, especially when a forgotten celestial clock is ticking down to his permanent damnation?
3
What the Gloomwood Hides
By @john1208
In the mist-choked canyons of Vorosnya, reputation is everything. For Anya Sorina, a relic hunter known as the 'Shadowcat,' hers is in tatters. Desperate to restore her name and escape the past, she accepts a perilous contract from the enigmatic Archivist Vasha: retrieve the 'Heart of the Mountain' from the crumbling, isolated keep of Lord Damir, a man whispered to be cursed. Upon infiltrating his shadow-haunted domain, Anya discovers the horrifying truth - the lord is a monster, literally. Every full moon, he transforms into a terrifying beast of claw and shadow, a creature of pure, destructive instinct. Trapped by circumstance and a reluctant fascination with the proud, tormented man beneath the monster, Anya finds herself in a rivalry that sparks with more than just animosity. Damir pushes her away, convinced his curse will consume her, yet Anya is the only one who sees the man, not the monster. But the Heart of the Mountain isn't an object, and the curse isn't a simple affliction. It's a key, and someone else wants to turn the lock. Can Anya uncover the truth and break the curse before the very ally who hired her uses Damir's monstrous power to unleash an ancient darkness upon the world?
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The Sovereign's Silent Script
By @john1208
The morning of her mentor's funeral, Ozanira's grief is interrupted by her ex, a powerful studio executive parading his new fiancée. Refusing to be publicly pitied, Oza grabs the first bystander outside the adjacent civic registry - a quiet man in a worn coat - and marries him on the spot to sever her ex's hold over her. She believes Revin is a destitute laborer. In reality, he is the exiled sovereign prince of Dirmash, secretly buying up the city’s media conglomerates. Narrated in alternating third-person between Oza and Revin, the story focuses entirely on ambition and survival rather than romance. Oza is quietly ruthless, determined to become a lead actress without compromising her morals. Meanwhile, Revin leans into the slow-burn aesthetic of a doting house-husband, packing her lunches while secretly firing anyone who crosses her. When her ex tries to blacklist Oza, he is horrified to discover her 'broke' husband is his new boss. But the domestic facade shatters when Oza realizes her ex's corrupt film syndicate and the assassins hunting her husband are the exact same organization. Can she act her way out of a royal shadow war?
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The Ghost-Eater of Krovia
By @john1208
In the mist-shrouded city of Krovia, Inquisitor Radomir Vodyan is the shield against the spectral horrors that prey on the living. His latest quarry is the infamous 'Ghost-Eater,' Lady Anja Volkovna, a woman whose touch is said to devour souls and whose family manor is a place of whispered nightmares. Condemned by all, Anja lives in cold isolation, her immense power a terrifying burden she wields for a secret, desperate purpose: to contain a familial curse that erases people from existence, leaving her as the sole keeper of their memories. Radomir, armed with righteous conviction and a cheeky disregard for decorum, begins his investigation, certain he will expose a monster. Instead, he finds a tragically misunderstood woman fighting a lonely war. As he gets closer, he realizes the 'ghosts' she 'eats' are the last vestiges of forgotten people, and the true evil lurks not in her power, but in the heart of Krovia's high society. Can Radomir unravel the truth and save the woman who carries the memory of the lost, or will they both be erased by a curse designed to be forgotten?
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Hiding in the Yandere Tycoon's Broom Closet
By @john1208
Tullia Morcant had one simple goal when she remembered her past life mid-stride down the wedding aisle: avoid her destined death at the hands of her yandere fiancé, the ruthless tycoon Sorenzo Ghalib. Tossing her bouquet at his head, the fiercely proud villainess fled high society to embrace the quiet, unremarkable life of a minimum-wage cleaner. Her brilliant hiding spot? The basement broom closet of Sorenzo's own corporate mega-tower. It was the perfect disguise - until a clumsy moment forced Tullia to use her unique, aristocratic Vitri-Mend magic to repair his shattered heirloom teacup. Now, the cat-and-mouse game has begun inside the very building he owns. Sorenzo’s dark, possessive shadow looms over every floor, his terrifying devotion thinly veiled as extreme micromanagement. As Tullia narrowly dodges his obsessive traps with the help of a bumbling mailroom clerk, she begins to uncover the tragic, bittersweet truth behind Sorenzo’s monopolies. He isn't hoarding the city's magical resources out of greed; he’s desperately using them to stitch their collapsing novel-world together so she won't be erased. But if this terrifying man finally catches her, will she become his prisoner, or the queen of a dying universe?
3
Echoes in the Mortar
By @john1208
Polina Orlova has spent her life as the family charity case, her dreams of becoming a master Restorer crushed by the cruel whims of her adoptive mother, Zofia. Publicly disgraced and barred from the Krovnian Restoration Academy, Polina maintains a façade of cheerful incompetence to survive, all while secretly honing her skills and protecting her younger, sickly brother, Misha. At Zofia’s funeral, a chance encounter with the notoriously demanding Jarek Volkov - her former rival and now the head of the city's most elite restoration firm - lands her a probationary role on a high-stakes project. It's the perfect opportunity to expose the Orlov family's deep-rooted corruption. But as Jarek's sharp eyes begin to see through her act, Polina realizes the 'rules' of Krovnian high society she thought she was exploiting were a complete fabrication. Now, she's trapped in a game she doesn't understand, with a rival who might be her only ally - or the architect of her final downfall. Can she salvage her revenge from the rubble of her own misunderstanding?
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Stir-Frying the Cosmos
By @john1208
Bao Zhilan, the former supreme chef of an ancient dynasty, awakens in the high-tech Zenith Star-Sect, an empire where food culture is dead and cultivators survive on sterile nutrient tubes. Inheriting a bankrupt orbital food kiosk and a strange delivery pod containing a ravenous void-piglet, Zhilan sees a lucrative opportunity. She begins cooking ancient, flavor-packed street food. The comedic catch? Her spicy skewers are so transcendently good that arrogant mecha-pilots and snobby elites take one bite, lose all dignity, and explode into cultivation breakthroughs right on her cheap plastic stools. Her rival, a pretentious synthesizer chef using million-credit stardust truffles, is left begging to wash her woks just to lick the spatulas. But Zhilan’s irresistible menu hides a cold, calculating trap: every meal covertly rewires the eater's meridians, making them physically dependent on her cooking to maintain their power. She isn't feeding them; she is addicting an army. As the fearsome Inquisitor Kuang Yisheng catches on to her galaxy-wide culinary extortion, will he arrest her, or is he already too addicted to her braised ribs to care?
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The Maid's Midnight Lullaby
By @john1208
I only took the extra catering shift at the grand Ferrero engagement gala to afford a meal. Hiding behind a starched apron, I was just Delfina Navarro, a disgraced heiress learning to survive the ashes of my family's ruin. But when I smuggled a shivering stray terrier into the estate's kitchens during the toast, I didn't expect to be caught by the host himself. Bastian Ferrero is a notoriously ruthless, terrifyingly grumpy tycoon who hasn't slept a full night in four years. To my shock, he didn't fire me. Instead, he offered me a permanent position with a staggering reward bonus just to keep making him my grandmother's warm soups and to help me hide the dog. We bonded over whispered midnight conversations and brushing little Churro's fur, Bastian's cold demeanor melting into a fierce, quiet devotion. But that massive bonus is a trap. His board engineered his isolation, planning to frame his newest maid when his heart finally gives out from stress. With his greedy ex-wife returning to circle like a vulture, can my simple warmth save the man I'm falling for before the trap snaps shut on us both?
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Gilded Embers
By @john1208
I just wanted a quiet cup of cardamom tea. Instead, I woke up five years in the past, right as an assassin shattered my bedroom window. In my previous life, General Rustam took that blade for me, triggering the slow ruin of his military career while I coldly turned my back on his crippled body, refusing to even visit his deathbed before Kamran's arson claimed me, too. Never again. Now, I’m the capital’s most famously cheerful airhead, a bubbly nuisance who aggressively showers the stoic, blushing general with sweets, silk, and unyielding public affection. He thinks I'm just a fragile, eccentric noblewoman with a bizarre crush. He doesn't know that when the sun sets, I hunt the conspirators targeting him, carving a bloody path through Kamran's syndicate to keep him safe from the shadows. But Kamran’s treason hides a desperate, tragic motive involving the royal family that could upend the entire Zirid Hegemony. Can I protect the man I love without becoming a monster, or will my secret blades sever the very trust I'm trying to rebuild?
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THE POISONED WINGS OF SCORPIO
By @Nove
THE POISONED WINGS OF SCORPIO Dikhianati dan dibunuh oleh adiknya sendiri, Kaelen Vespera terlahir kembali sebagai Varian von Camellia, putra bungsu keluarga bangsawan yang dianggap lemah dan tak berbakat. Namun, di balik citra seorang bangsawan yang tak berbahaya, Varian menyimpan kecerdasan seorang ahli strategi sekaligus kekuatan misterius Scorpio Grace. Dengan identitas rahasia Calamity, ia bergerak di balik bayang-bayang, mengguncang kekuatan militer melalui operasi yang nyaris mustahil. Bersama Vesper, seekor gagak legendaris, Varian perlahan mengungkap konspirasi yang mengancam keseimbangan dunia. Di antara intrik politik, pengkhianatan, dan rahasia masa lalu, satu pertanyaan terus menghantuinya: Bisakah seseorang mengendalikan racun yang perlahan mengubah dirinya menjadi bencana?
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My Telekinesis is a Little Too Heavy
By @john1208
I was sprinting for my life from a pack of feral, three-legged academy pugs. Not because I was weak, but because if I sneezed, my ancient gravity magic would flatten them into pancakes. In my past life, I was a battlefield god who arrived just minutes too late to save my little sister from a catastrophic dungeon break. Given a second chance at the Yildiz Institute, I've decided to lay low. My master plan? Pretend to be a pathetic telekinetic, silently build my strength, and avoid the military draft. It was going perfectly. Sure, I had to endure the constant mockery of Barlas, a walking jewelry store of a noble who bought his combat ranks. And yes, my unspoken, bittersweet crush on Shirin - who died fighting in my previous life - was as painful as ever. But I am shy, and fiercely stubborn. I wouldn't break cover. Then Barlas wouldn't shut up during our combat exam. The chiming of his bought legendary artifacts gave me a migraine. Annoyed, I slipped off my suppression ring to rub my temples, accidentally dropped it, and generated a gravitational field that crushed his million-coin armor into a tin can while flattening half the arena. Now the whole school is staring. Can I still convince them it was just really aggressive telekinesis?
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The Archival Courier: Stitching High Society's Ruin
By @john1208
Tarnis Rohe hauls heavy garment bags as a low-level courier for the Ostran-Varo Textile Archive, enduring the daily mockery of the city’s hyper-pretentious fashion elites. They have no idea this dusty delivery boy is actually The Monolith - the legendary, anonymous designer whose bespoke structural garments dictate global social hierarchies. Traumatized by a corporate betrayal that left him with severe sensory-overload and achromatopsia, Tarnis finds solace in the quiet, failing vintage boutique of Savia Greskova. Savia is the illegitimate heiress of the Greskova Conglomerate, exiled to manage obsolete inventory while her arrogant half-brother flaunts stolen designs. When the elites sabotage Savia’s crucial exhibition, Tarnis steps out of the shadows. He begins secretly reconstructing her garments using his mythic tension-weaving techniques. As Savia's boutique suddenly produces masterpieces that terrify the industry's grandmasters, the Greskova patriarch and his sycophants try to crush them - only to realize the courier they spat on holds the authentic patents to every luxury brand they own. Will Tarnis reveal his identity to destroy her family, or will his traumatic past unravel him first?
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Countdown in the Crimson Wastes
By @john1208
All I wanted was a quiet life and a long nap. Instead, my morning was ruined by a mechanical falcon dropping two documents on my chest: a bill of sale auctioning me off as a warlord's concubine, and a forged military draft notice for a brother who didn't actually exist. Naturally, I hacked off my hair, stole the fake draft, and fled to the Brass-Blood Cohort. Living as 'Khyr' was supposed to be a breeze. My plan was to slack off, do the bare minimum, and sleep through the battles. Unfortunately, my combat reflexes betrayed me, catching the eye of Jalrek, our terrifyingly intense squad leader. Now, Jalrek is forcing me into sweaty, exhausting close-quarters dagger spars every single day. Even weirder, he's acting utterly frantic, secretly demanding tonics from the camp doctor to cure his 'aberrant heart palpitations' whenever I pin him. I'd find his panic hilarious if the Commander hadn't just dropped a bombshell: we have exactly thirty days to cross the monster-infested Ghol-Kadar dunes, or the runic brands on our necks will detonate. With a toxic sand-fever brewing in my veins and a time limit ticking down, can I survive the march without my squad leader discovering the truth beneath my tunic?
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Echoes of a Wiped Slate
By @john1208
Liskra is a brilliant, painfully shy sleep-specialist working at the brutalist Volkhov Sanatorium. After being publicly humiliated and demoted by the Chief Medical Officer for her stubborn refusal to abandon dying patients, she is assigned an impossible case: Vochak, the feared Commander of the Iron Magistrate. Vochak suffers from lethal, chemically-induced insomnia. He is also tearing the subterranean city of Oplot apart in a violent, obsessive search. During a deadly toxic spore-storm and grid blackout, a mysterious woman used him for a desperate one-night stand, then vanished without a trace, wiping all security footage and leaving absolutely nothing behind. Vochak wants her found, believing she was a saboteur who stole state secrets. What neither of them knows is that Liskra is the culprit. Her past self intentionally engineered the blackout, the encounter, and the memory wipes - including her own - to use the terrifying commander as a living incubator for a plague cure. As Vochak's interrogations close in, and a black-market data broker decrypts an analog backup of the hotel footage, Liskra must piece together the horrifying conspiracy her past self orchestrated. Will she survive the revelation of her own masterpiece?
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Echoes of a Gilded Smile
By @john1208
Everyone thinks I'm the bubbly, scatterbrained Mirage-Crafter of the Oshal Guild, happily riding the coattails of my genius partner, Ravos. I've loved him for years in agonizing silence, but we both hide our true hearts behind a strictly professional partnership. That includes our newest junior colleague, Nimoe. With her wide eyes and clumsy mistakes, Nimoe plays the perfect innocent victim. Lately, she's been posting ambiguous photos on the Echo-Net - Ravos's coat on her chair, two mugs on his desk - trying to paint me as the jealous, abusive senior holding him hostage. She thinks I don't notice. But she doesn't realize my 'airhead' persona is my greatest weapon. When Nimoe crashes our strategic engagement gala in tears, accusing me of bullying her, she expects Ravos to rush to her defense. Instead, he ignores her pathetic weeping entirely, gently wiping a drop of spilled wine from my wrist to make sure I'm comfortable. Then, I let my mechanical shimmer-mink, Glim, project his hidden camera footage onto the ballroom ceiling. It doesn't just show Nimoe staging those pathetic photos - it reveals her uploading classified Guild codes to an enemy network. Will she enjoy playing the victim from a maximum-security cell?
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March of the Ten Thousand Echoes
By @john1208
Jaskier Drozd appears to be a cheerful fool, a boy whose optimism is tragically out of place at his own father's funeral. Burdened by his family's sudden fall from grace and the predatory gleam in the eyes of their rivals, he feels utterly powerless. That is, until a cryptic system awakens within him: the 'Legacy of the Endless March'. Every single step he takes is now amplified, granting him the equivalent of ten thousand steps of physical conditioning and martial practice. A short walk to the market becomes a decade of training; a brief stroll in the woods, a century of honing his power. To the world, he's just a boy pacing nervously. Internally, his power spirals to unimaginable heights with every footfall. He plans to use this impossible strength to shield his grieving mother and sister, but he is not the only one with a secret. A rival, Dawid Sroka, has returned from a doomed future with one goal: to destroy Jaskier before his 'endless march' can bring ruin to the world again. Faced with an enemy who knows his every future move, can Jaskier's exponential growth protect his family, or will every step he takes only lead them faster towards the very damnation his rival seeks to prevent?
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Smokescreens and Spatulas
By @john1208
The night I fled my family’s enforcers through a crowded neon-bazaar to avoid marrying an oligarch old enough to be a fossil, I didn't plan on swapping clothes with a frantic girl mid-chase. I definitely didn't plan on using her ID to bluff my way past the lethal security droids of La Fortaleza - the cliffside estate belonging to Vancor Morado, my family's greatest corporate rival. Vancor is a grumpy, reclusive shell of a man, paralyzed by the guilt of the hover-car crash that killed his family. He’s supposed to be my sworn enemy. But when you’re a shamelessly cheeky fugitive pretending to be a maid, you improvise. Soon, my spicy street-food recipes and blatant disregard for his brooding become his only source of dopamine. We fall into a bizarre, action-packed routine: me dodging assassins with a mop, and him fiercely defending his 'favorite maid' from high-society snobs while secretly helping me study for the university exams that will buy my freedom. But with his snobby childhood friend Drucia trying to evict me and my family's enforcers closing in, how long until my rival realizes his sunshine maid is actually the heiress he swore to destroy?
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The Spore-Weaver's Cheeky Alibi
By @john1208
In her previous life, the haughty matriarch Nivara perished alone in a freezing sanitarium, deeply regretting her refusal to visit her estranged arranged husband, Dakarun, on his deathbed. Upon rebirth, she expects a second chance at her own life. Instead, on an otherwise ordinary morning, she awakens hovering over Dakarun’s sleeping face with a poisoned needle in hand. She has swapped bodies, waking up as Zhira - the very assassin who doomed him in the past timeline. Refusing to let history repeat itself, Nivara tosses the weapon out the window. When the estate guards burst in, she shamelessly jumps into Dakarun's bed and publicly declares she infiltrated the manor simply because she was driven mad by his breathtaking beauty. While her aggressive, cheeky flirtation severely flusters the famously stoic lord and creates a tantalizingly slow-burn romantic tension, her actual goal has nothing to do with romance. Aided by a six-legged marsh-macaque, she must covertly use her assassin mobility to hunt down the architects of the bio-plague sweeping the submerged city. Can she synthesize the cure and destroy their past enemies before Dakarun realizes this unhinged assassin is actually his cold-hearted wife?
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The Thistle Queen and the Sunstone Heir
By @john1208
Juri Kaaret, the newly appointed Steward of the Sunstone Province, has one goal: to restore his dying land. He is methodical, kind, and respected, which puts him in direct opposition to Liena Sull, the infamous 'Thistle Queen' of the rival Sull Province. Liena is known for her coldness and brutal efficiency, snatching resources and opportunities with a ruthlessness that has made her a pariah among the nobility. Forced into a political pact to share control of the vital Nevan River, Juri is determined to outmaneuver her. Yet, the more he works with Liena, the more he sees glimpses of a shy, burdened woman behind the icy mask. He notices how her seemingly selfish actions inexplicably shield her people, especially her frail younger brother. Juri finds himself investigating two separate mysteries: the magical blight draining his province and the tragic secret behind Liena Sull’s cruelty. He soon realizes they aren't separate at all - they are two sides of the same devastating curse. Can he unravel the truth in time to save both their provinces, and the misunderstood woman he’s coming to admire?
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The Awful, Terrible, Perfectly Pleasant Miss Ludmila
By @john1208
Everyone at the Aethelgard Spire believes I, Ludmila Novak, am a monster. They say I crippled my angelic stepsister, stole her fiancé, and practice forbidden 'Marrow-Magic'. Honestly? It's exhausting pretending to be so wicked, but it's the only way to get close to the corrupt Circle of Magi and find a cure for my little brother's cursed illness. My act is perfect: a vapid, smiling terror. At least, it was perfect until Captain Krystian Marek of the Spire Wardens showed up. Cursed - or blessed - with the ability to see through all deception, he just smiles patiently through my most venomous tirades. He keeps thwarting my 'evil' plans by… helping the people I was secretly trying to save. Now he's sticking to me like a burr, convinced my villainy is an elaborate cry for help. He’s a walking disaster for my mission, but as the world's condemnation grows, his quiet belief in me is becoming the one thing I can't bear to lose. Can I expose the rot at the heart of the Spire before Krystian uncovers the one truth that could get us both killed?
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A Vow in the Fog
By @john1208
Nives Corvo only wants one thing: to open a sanctuary for the forgotten street urchins of Illicia. But when she refuses to surrender her inherited building to her cruel ex-fiancé, Teodoro, she finds herself fleeing his goons through the eerie, fog-choked cobblestones. Ducking into a civic registry office to hide, a lazy clerk's careless stamp accidentally binds her in marriage to Faro, a seemingly timid dockworker who smells of sea salt and poverty. Fiercely loyal, Nives vows to protect her gentle husband from Teodoro's wrath, fighting to build her orphanage while Teodoro maliciously shreds her cheap charity gala dress - only for a breathtaking, million-dollar midnight silk gown to mysteriously arrive in its place. Told in alternating third-person perspectives, the story reveals what Nives doesn't know: Faro is actually the phantom billionaire and ruthless boss of the Abyssal Hand mafia. Worse, Nives completely misunderstood Illicia's marriage laws. She thought her union voided Teodoro's legal claim on her; instead, it triggered an ancient underworld blood-rite, giving the city's deadliest kingpin the legal right to slaughter her enemies. As Teodoro's shipping empire mysteriously crumbles in the shadows, how long can Faro hide his bloody hands from his fiercely protective wife?
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The Cipher of a Shattered Page
By @john1208
Faelan was a writer who died with one regret: leaving his magnum opus, 'The Bastion's Sun,' unfinished. He awakens on his deathbed not in an afterlife, but in the body of Mikkel Aalto, the bumbling, loyal-to-a-fault best friend of his own hero, Kaelen Rostova. Armed with complete knowledge of the plot he wrote, Faelan - now Mikkel - vows to stay in the shadows and manipulate events to ensure Kaelen reaches the 'true ending' he never had the chance to write, a glorious finale of triumph and peace. But the world of Vayanne is not as he imagined. The characters are deeper, their motivations more complex, and Kaelen himself shows flashes of a will that defies his creator's intent. Worse, a new, terrifying power has emerged, a 'Shatterpoint' anomaly that wasn't in his manuscript, led by a figure who seems to know Mikkel is not who he appears to be. As his carefully laid plans begin to crumble, Mikkel must question everything he knows. Was he brought here to finish his story, or to pay the price for abandoning it?
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My Flying Sword is Not a Drone!
By @john1208
I am Qiao Zhendong, the supreme Grandmaster of Alchemy and Poisons. So why am I locked in a room with padded walls wearing a back-fastening robe? It started with a bizarre mail delivery: a long, rectangular box containing my spiritual weapon, the Venom-Spitter. Naturally, my fiercely strict psychiatrist, Dr. Croft, confiscated it, claiming it was an unregistered, weaponized drone. The audacity of these mortals! While the staff scribbles down my profound cultivation truths as 'severe delusions of grandeur', I've noticed the violent tremors shaking the foundations of the Veridia Bay Asylum. A primordial earth dragon is trapped beneath the tectonic plates, and it's waking up. I can suppress it using ward-sealing acupuncture and courtyard-weed pills, but my favorite nurse keeps 'accidentally' sweeping away my arrays. With a silent patient who tragically possesses the reincarnated soul of my lost immortal love watching my every move, and a hospital director begging to learn my 'miracle holistic medicine' after I cured his gout, can I stop the apocalypse before visiting hours end?
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Miraculous el Deseo que lo cambio Todo
By @José Renato Rivero Castro
Renato es un chico tímido que está a punto de comenzar una nueva etapa en una escuela diferente. La noche anterior, mientras ve su serie favorita, Miraculous, desea vivir una aventura como la de sus héroes. Lo que no imagina es que, a la mañana siguiente, encontrará una misteriosa Caja de los Miraculous y descubrirá que los kwamis existen de verdad. Elegido como Guardián, Renato tendrá que aprender a proteger los Miraculous mientras intenta adaptarse a su nueva escuela, hacer amigos y enfrentarse a los desafíos de su vida cotidiana. Con la ayuda de Abril y otros aliados, deberá combatir a peligrosos villanos capaces de aprovechar las emociones negativas de las personas. Pero detrás de estas amenazas se esconde Sigfredo, alguien cuyo resentimiento lo llevará a convertirse en un enemigo mucho más peligroso de lo que Renato podría imaginar. Entre secretos, amistades, rivalidades escolares y batallas de superhéroes, Renato descubrirá que ser un héroe no significa solamente tener poderes, sino también aprender a confiar en los demás y asumir la responsabilidad de sus decisiones. Esta es la historia de un chico normal cuya vida cambiará para siempre.
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Don't Die, You Owe Me Money
By @john1208
Mirena Vodya, the underworld's most ruthlessly efficient artifact thief, has one last job: settle her dying mentor's colossal debt. The target is the 'Heart of Withering,' a relic hidden in the blighted castle of the monstrous Prince Alarek, whose cursed touch kills all life. Posing as a sacrificial bride, Mirena finds not a mindless beast but a surprisingly witty, long-suffering man trapped in a horrifying form. Their sharp-tongued banter slowly blossoms into a reluctant bond, making her mission to betray him increasingly difficult. But the castle holds more secrets than treasure. A shocking discovery reveals that the 'monster' is a stand-in, the curse is a clever political fabrication, and the real Prince Alarek is his perfectly handsome, infuriatingly cheerful twin, living a life of luxury. The 'curse' can only be broken by a 'sacrifice,' and suddenly Mirena is caught between the man she’s growing to care for, the prince who holds the key to her freedom, and a rival suitor determined to expose everyone. With her mentor's life on the line, can Mirena untangle this royal mess before she loses her target, her heart, and her head?
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Vows Woven in Ash
By @john1208
Blood drips from Ozerin’s blade as he dispatches the last of the street thugs in the fog-choked alleys of Czarna. Even in the middle of a brutal fight, his cold, calculating mind is fixed on a single objective: the absolute ruin of Ruzena Moravka. Three years ago, she supposedly ordered his assassination. To exact his revenge, Ozerin has spent months playing the perfect, gentle fiancé, wrapping the proud noblewoman in a suffocating web of devotion. His trap springs at the grand altar of the Obsidian Conservatory. He abandons her, exposing fabricated crimes that strip her of her title and leave her at the mercy of the city’s grief-monsters, the Zal. The ruin is absolute - but the victory tastes of ash. When Ozerin uncovers a magically sealed vault, he discovers a horrifying truth: Ruzena was innocent. Ozerin’s own past self orchestrated the assassination attempt and wiped his memories to prevent a cursed prophecy from claiming her soul. He engineered her devastation to save her life. Now, the woman he realizes he desperately loves is broken, hunted, and despises him. Can a monster who orchestrated his own heartbreak ever earn forgiveness, or is he doomed to watch her seek solace with his greatest rival?
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The Beast's Borrowed Face
By @john1208
On her deathbed, Runa Vaidis’s mother makes her promise one thing: survive. For a shameless con artist in the famine-stricken hinterlands of Velemir, survival means pulling the ultimate long con. But when the village elders choose her as the annual sacrifice to the monstrous ‘Vorkolak’ of the Ironwood, her time runs out. Dragged to a crumbling fortress, Runa prepares for a gruesome end, only to find a creature more tormented than terrifying. The Vorkolak is actually Lord Alvydas, the absent protector of the realm, trapped by a curse that makes him a mindless beast each night, forgetting his humanity. The true villain is his twin brother, an impostor who has usurped his identity at court, content to let the curse consume Alvydas forever. Runa, offered a chance to escape her fate, instead sees the con of a lifetime: save the true lord, expose the fake, and maybe find a life worth living. But can a woman who has only ever faked her way through life convince a man who forgets himself every night of a love that must be real?
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I Accidentally Upgraded My Cursed Husband
By @john1208
At the lavish funeral for her stepmother’s prize-winning poodle, Loria is given an ultimatum: take her stepsister’s place and marry the Beast of Cogwater, or face the streets. The Veldt family expects Loria, a notorious airhead whose greatest talent is matching her parasols to her petticoats, to be miserable with a cursed lord who transforms into a rampaging monster every night. Instead, Loria is thrilled. As a genius inventor hiding behind a ditzy facade, she knows a heavy-duty mechanical exoskeleton when she hears one. Lord Garrond isn't cursed; he’s just an exhausted billionaire using a terrifying metal suit to mine his estate in peace. Expecting a cold marriage, Loria is shocked when Garrond showers her with unlimited funds. A bittersweet, unspoken love blossoms: he believes he is too cynical for her pure heart, while she suppresses her feelings, assuming he merely wants to be left alone. By day, she plays the spoiled wife; by night, she sneaks out to fix his suit’s terrible suspension. But when her wicked family discovers Garrond's staggering wealth and arrives to swap the brides back, will they succeed, or end up scrubbing his floors as servants?
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