Just Like Me Pure Romance

Artis Hardy felt a sharp, searing pain on his cheek as his wife slapped him hard. Sophia, his loving wife, screamed at him in fury. "You beggar! I don't know I had mercy on you and married a scum like you! A man who can't even pay for his daughter's hospital is good for nothing, just like a worm of a gutter." At this moment, their three-and-a-half-year-old daughter, Eva, was lying on the hospital bed, suffering from a rare illness that ravaged her tiny body. They had spent all their savings and gone into debt, investing in her medical care while doctors tried and failed to find a cure for her. Artis walked out of the hospital and smiled bitterly. He had once dreamed of supporting his family and his love, but life had slapped him hard in the face. He lifted his head and took two deep breaths as if he had made up his mind. He took out his phone and scrolled down to a certain contact. After hesitating for a while, he tapped the call button and said, “Lend me some money.” “Sure, no problem. Just sign the papers, and I’ll send you everything you need.”

“Don’t make a scene, Marcus.” Quinn’s eyes, always so cold, flicked over him as if he were an unwanted stain. “A Saintess can’t be sullied by a man like you. Keep your distance.” For three years, Marcus Steel was a ghost in his own marriage. His wife, worshipped for her holy power, never let him near—not even a touch, not a night together. Yet every gathering, she let Alexander—her so-called ‘brother,’ his former best friend—rest his head in her lap, her hand stroking his hair, their laughter intimate and careless for the world to see. “Does it ever bother you?” Marcus whispered one night, desperation thick in his voice. “That you give him what you never gave me?” Sophia only smiled, distant as ever. “Alexander needs me. You… you’re just my duty.” When the earthquake shattered the banquet hall, Marcus reached for her through the falling debris. “Quinn! Please! Just take my hand—help me!” But her golden barrier was already around Alexander. She didn’t even look at Marcus as he screamed, “I’m your husband! Don’t leave me—” “I can’t save everyone,” she said, voice like ice. “Alex is injured. I promised to protect him.” As rubble crushed his body and hope faded, something ancient awoke in Marcus. Flames danced in his blood, power surging from the pain, the betrayal. From the ashes of humiliation and heartbreak, a dragon roared to life. Marcus Steel is dead. The Dragon King rises—and the Saintess will beg for mercy she never showed. DRAGON BOOK PART 2- PRIESTESS'S WORTHLESS HUSBAND IS A DRAGON COMMANDER

They call me Julian Mercer and I keep my head down because I learned the hard way that a name can be a target. I answered an ad for a rental and signed a paper I promised myself I’d never sign: a marriage contract. The job was simple — be the son-in-law for thirty days, take the money, be gone. The family needs a “son” to secure a heritage grant and I need the cash to buy a clean slate. What I didn’t plan for was the way Lila Ardmore looked at me like she already knew what I was hiding. Another thing I didn’t plan for was the ledger in an old piano and the way a neighbor called my mother’s name, and the knot in my gut that felt like an alarm the night someone tried to burn the past into ash. I came to act. I stayed to fix what I broke, and the longer I stayed the more I realized the man I was taught to be will not survive who I have to become. If you want my story, read it from where the dark starts.

I reincarnated into a harem game that my best friend loved, my past memories are of a young gay man that was killed tragically by a drunk driver. I am now Yuki Aikyo a young aristocrat in the Romance Fantasy ++ universe. Follow me as I try and find romantic capture targets, avoid the pitfalls of pretty women and try to make it to high school.

Ghosts converge, the world is plunged into cold darkness. The dark ruler Demon King Evil Sea and his entourage constantly expanded their power, divided the territory to rule brutally, and spread horrible death. White bones piled up like mountains, the unwholesome souls carrying sky-high resentment also gradually turned into demons, momentarily becoming a bunch of underworld soldiers who obeyed under the control of the Demon King. Human history will soon be erased all traces, the beautiful days may only be in a vague memory! But somewhere in this world, the great Sun still shines every warm ray, nurturing the green sprouts of life. The fire of enthusiasm about the desire for peace is still smoldering, just waiting for a certain wind to burn brightly. Thai Binh Hamlet is remote, this place is surrounded by the solid wall of Dan Xa bronze citadel, it is located at the foot of the majestic Thien Son mountain of Thien Vuong Van Tu. It was also in this place that the monks from the monastic world of Thien Vuong Van Tu, carrying in their body the power of pure justice, were still diligently setting up military formations to uphold the strict vigil. Their mission is to protect the people of Thai Binh Hamlet against the formidable Magical Force from outside Dan Xa citadel, day and night. Remember the old years when the Fairy Master - Chu Su Co led Thien Vuong Van Tu to confront the Demon King Evil Sea and his encirclement. At that time, the battle between the good and the evil was extremely fierce, many people were lying down forever, blood stained the autumn afternoon. Also because the power of the Demon King was too strong, Thien Vuong Van Tu failed to retreat to Thien Son mountain to entrench.

This is a story of a young football player hoping to make a name in the world, his name is George Wenton. His dream seems quite difficult to achieve, or impossible due to his ineligibility to feature in his only gateway to play for his dream club, Alla Madrid, one of the best clubs in the world. As all hope seems lost, his best friend, Imikah Donn comes up with an alternative which is playing for the English National Team, the English Champions. On his debut, he performs so badly, people label him a failure. He has decided to die but just at that moment, a system appears claiming to be the only solution to his problem. Will he trust this strange system which promises to level-up his skills and him as a footballer? Even if he does, will Wenton be able to perform all the tasks assigned daily to him by the system, penalty of non-performance which is death? DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction, names similar to real life characters are pure coincidence.

Anger, hatred, sorrow, grief, despair. Who would have thought that my happy-go-lucky life would turn out like this within a day? My parents, dead. My family abandoned me. The world ostracized and treaded over me. The Goddess- cold, strong, and against me. And finally, my weak self, the only potential-less in the world of overwhelming Potential-bearers. Just one step and everything would be over... or so I thought. My Discord ID- Elixer_Yuu#5328 The credit for the cover goes to... I don't know who it is. Anyway, if you are the artist, contact me and I will give you the credit.

He can’t see the dark. But the dark can see him. When a cosmic eclipse rips humanity’s shadows away, they don't just vanish...they hunt. Across the vertical concrete jungle of New York City, billions of detached silhouettes are slaughtering their owners, stepping into their skin to become hollow, malevolent Mimics. For Zyrus Miranda, a blind martial arts master, the apocalypse is just another Tuesday. Immune to the psychological terror paralyzing the sighted world, Zyrus navigates the pitch-black ruins through pure vibration and lethal precision. Together with Dixy Alvarez, a fierce, quick-witted parkour instructor who becomes his eyes in the chaos, Zyrus builds an underground resistance, teaching survivors how to fight blind to survive. But Zyrus’s greatest battle isn't with the monsters outside...it’s with his own rogue shadow. In a breathless, pitch-black alley duel, Zyrus’s iron will achieves the impossible: he subdues his shadow, forcing it into a symbiotic, weapon-shifting duo. Now, with a lethal shadow-partner bound to his carbon-fiber staff and Dixy fighting at his side, Zyrus must launch a vertical assault up One World Trade Center to shatter the cosmic core. The light is fading. Can a blind man guide humanity out of eternal darkness?

His name was Zyren Drakos—a name whispered like a curse and remembered like a legend. Once left to die on the blood-soaked battlefield of the fallen Aetherion Kingdom, Zyren’s fate should have ended there. But death had other plans. Rescued by a notorious poison master shunned by the martial world, Zyren was reborn—not as a soldier, but as a living weapon. Trained in silence and shadows, he mastered forbidden arts. Every breath he took, every enemy he struck down, carved his path in poison and vengeance. But everything changed the night he saved her—a courtesan cloaked in mystery and beauty, with secrets deeper than her smile. She gave him his first taste of love... and cursed him forever. Now, hunted by assassins, betrayed by allies, and chased by the ghosts of a war not yet over, Zyren fights not just to survive—but to uncover the truth. Because somewhere in the chaos, the courtesan vanished... and left behind a single message: “They were never after me… They were after you.”

Hero? Savior of this world? Children of miracle? Fuck about that all!! I'm just a teenanger, so I just wanna do whatever I do!!