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But one comment in particular stood out, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of annoyance because of who made it - Julie. Her comment read: 'Just date already.' Just then, Derick messaged me again: DERICK: 'By the way, you're a great dancer. Are you taking practice?' SILVIA: 'No, I'm just my own teacher, and you're also a good dancer.' DERICK: 'Thanks! I love the way you move your legs. I thought you didn't know how to tango, but I wish to dance with you again.' SILVIA: 'Thanks a lot.' DERICK: 'But Jenny is a bad dancer; don't tell her, or she'll kill me!' SILVIA: 'Derick, stop it! She's your sister!' DERICK: 'Yes, she is, but her bloodline...' DERICK: "Yes, she is, but her bloodline of dancing has faded; she's a terrible dancer." SILVIA: "Derick, stop it!" DERICK: "Can I ask you for a favor?" SILVIA: "Why not? Go on." DERICK: "Can I have Anissa's number?" SILVIA: "No, I don't have her number." (thinking) "Idiot." Then, I gave him a terrible stare before sending him Anissa's number and dropping my phone. Messages kept coming in; I was angry and jealous. Eventually, I decided to check the messages, and they were all from Derick: DERICK: "Thanks." DERICK: "Why aren't you replying to me?" DERICK: "Why are you angry? Tell me." DERICK: "Please just reply to me." SILVIA: "What! I've given you her number, so what more do you want from me?" DERICK: "Wait, are you jealous?"

Vivienne Moreau was born into luxury, destined for a charmed future. But one scandalous mistake stole everything—her fortune, her family’s favor, and even the man she risked it all for. Forced onto the streets in shame, she rises from ruin by embracing the only weapon left to her: an irresistible allure that ensnares society’s most powerful men. Reborn as Madame V, Vivienne captivates a wealthy baron hungry for her charms and a spirited young marquis who worships her every move. Each patron drowns her in silks and coins, fueling her climb back to wealth. Yet secrets coil in every corner of the grand ballrooms—jealous rivals scheme to see her fall, blackmailers stalk her private affairs, and the gossip-hungry elite watch her every seductive step. Determined never to kneel before anyone again, Vivienne plays her dangerous double life with cunning and poise. By day, she’s a dazzling widow waltzing on society’s arm; by night, she’s a master manipulator whose bedroom deals reshape noble alliances. When a captivating prince lures her into the glittering world of royal power, Vivienne must decide how far she’ll go—and who she’s willing to betray—to reign supreme among the city’s corrupt and lustful elite. In a realm of forbidden desires, shadowy intrigues, and steamy midnight rendezvous, Vivienne’s ambition knows no limits. But with enemies closing in and hearts on the line, can she outmaneuver every threat and seize the life she craves? Or will the secrets she’s spun cost her everything—even her newly won freedom? The Hidden Courtesan is a riveting tale of passion, power, and survival, where one woman’s sexuality becomes her strongest shield in a society that casts her aside. Perfect for fans of scandalous historical romances and high-stakes intrigue, this story draws you into a world of lavish balls, clandestine affairs, and a heroine who refuses to be tamed—no matter the cost.

Elena Marlowe has built her life on precision. At twenty-four, she is the youngest strategist at a powerful investment firm in Manhattan. Composed. Analytical. Unreadable. In a world dominated by ruthless men, she survives by being sharper than they expect and quieter than they notice. She has no room for chaos. Until Adrian Vale notices her. Adrian is the thirty-year-old CEO of Vale Consortium, a corporate empire that moves markets and influences governments. To the public, he is controlled brilliance—disciplined, reserved, untouchable. Behind closed doors, he is something else entirely: a strategist who studies people the way others study numbers. When Elena crosses his path at a high-profile merger gala, Adrian does not see attraction. He sees alignment. He begins observing her—her tells, her silences, the way her composure fractures for half a second when pressured. And slowly, deliberately, he adjusts the world around her. Meetings align. Opportunities shift. Paths cross too often to be coincidence. It is not force. It is design. Elena senses it before she understands it. The way he anticipates her reactions. The way he knows what she needs before she voices it. The way his presence feels like both safety and danger. Their connection builds through intellectual sparring and quiet intensity. No explosive declarations. No dramatic seduction. Just proximity. Pressure. Precision. But when Elena discovers that Adrian orchestrated their initial encounters, the illusion shatters. What she believed was fate was strategy. And yet… she doesn’t walk away. Because the truth is more complicated. Adrian’s control is not cruel. It is calculated protection. His empire is not purely corporate; beneath the polished skyscrapers lies a web of discreet political alliances and shadow negotiations. Enemies watch him closely. And once Elena becomes visible at his side, she becomes a liability. When a rival targets her during a corporate power struggle, Elena is forced to confront the full weight of Adrian’s world. The danger is real. The influence is vast. The power he wields is terrifying. And the most unsettling truth? He would burn everything down for her. But Elena refuses to be someone’s weakness. Choosing independence, she leaves Adrian and builds her own corporate influence. Months later, she returns—not as his subordinate, not as his possession, but as his equal competitor in a hostile acquisition that threatens to destroy them both. This time, she understands the game. And she plays to win. As betrayal fractures Adrian’s inner circle and his empire teeters on collapse, Elena becomes the unexpected architect of its survival. The power dynamic shifts. The strategist becomes vulnerable. The observer becomes exposed. Adrian must confront the truth he has avoided his entire life: Control cannot replace intimacy. And Elena must decide whether love built on strategy can survive without it. In a final confrontation that blends corporate warfare with emotional reckoning, they redefine their relationship—not as possession, not as dominance, but as choice. Because the most dangerous power is not control. It’s surrender.

Medel got no choice but to submit to letting her mother's adopted younger brother, the 27-year old Chrollo Alcaraz, use her body for pleasure to make money to pay for the car that she trashed severely. Their relationship is bound by sexual pleasure and Medel is fully aware of it, reminding herself always that she should not crave intimacy that is deeper than sexual pleasure, but she falls for her uncle who is zero percent romantic, unknowingly.

Leaving everything behind is a wish that will never be granted, breaking free of chains always has a cost, and blood is the only real currency.

"A reunion of destiny for the sake of the regions and a crisis to be averted. On that fateful day a pair of glowing eyes can be seen lurking in the darkness..." When the Holy Father urges the world leaders to hold a conclave inside the Basilica, the world's religious epicenter, the governments find themselves in the task of sending their representatives to resolve what the Supreme Pontiff calls: "The biggest crisis the planet has ever seen." The Woman of the Jasper, in charge of representing her government, is awaiting the most important event of her life, however, her destiny brings her an unprecedented crisis to face; a Basilisk has appeared inside the Basilica and is hunting its prey one by one. What's the Basilisk's identity and motivation? Secrets and falsehoods begin to come to light; this time there will be no one who can stop it.

In a land besieged by darkness, a young child becomes the target of relentless knights, sent to capture him for reasons unknown. As he flees into the forest, the boy finds himself on the brink of death, only to stumble upon an ancient, mystical tree and a hidden book imbued with extraordinary power awakening forces he doesn’t understand.

Paul is an archaeology student from Greece who finds himself in a different world after waking up from a drunken sleep now he tries to find the reason why he is in this world and to find a place where he can call home but things don't always go as planned because things are not as they seem in this world, as things go complicated he tries to solve all his problems and uncover secrets of this world using the new sigli powers he acquires.

When she opened her eyes, she had inexplicably returned to twenty years ago, the first day of the apocalypse escape. "Classmate, you're a Superpower User, right? How about considering joining our special operations squad?" Looking at the man opposite her with sparkling, charming eyes, Xie Ning heartlessly refused: "Thanks, I have a team." "Ah, what team do you have?" "No team." "Right, you're beautiful, so whatever you say is right. How about this, you join our squad, and I will accompany you through wind and rain, and go through fire and water with you to clear dungeons and kill monsters." "Every single day, year after year?" "Mhm! I will work hard to make money, and only for you. How does that sound?" Xie Ning: ... After being reborn, her small Space has turned into a large, mobile villa, and she originally just wanted to live her own quiet little life in peace. Never did she expect to attract such a clingy, devilishly charming man. Question: How does one heartlessly and coldly reject a charmer? Waiting online for an answer, it's quite urgent...

Reborn into the past, Zhao Nuanyue is no longer willing to be morally blackmailed by her so-called relatives and be a puppet at their mercy. She will use her own abilities to protect her younger brother and personally take revenge for her past life. Her benefactor from her past life is in a coma, and she voluntarily becomes a bride to ward off bad luck, becoming his wife. What was a solo fight transforms into a tag-team takedown, crushing those cruel, malicious bitches and scumbags from her past life! That man: "Whoever bullies you, I'll kill them!" That woman: "No need. Just dote on me. I'll take care of trashing the scum myself!"