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Damien finds himself in the 'Hall of Affinity' and must prove himself worthy of the system by satisfying the Nether Mistress... After two days in the realm, Damien begs the Nether Mistress to allow him to return to Vegas to finish a business; he'd just discovered that a day in the realm equals a decade in Vegas. His request is granted. But when he gets back to Vegas, he cuts the link supposed to help him return to the realm. He has just made a big discovery; All the nine girls have turned on him... declared him dead and claimed all his properties... And at the bid of making them pay, he stumbled upon a life altering DISCOVERY!!!

Jamal Carter was down on his luck. Broke, in debt, and on the verge of eviction, he needed a break. That's when his friend Deion offered him a ticket to an exclusive networking event. Little did Jamal know, this was just the beginning of a wild ride. He impressed the right people, including real estate mogul Leonard Marks, and soon found himself playing with the big boys. But success comes with a price. Jamal's rise to power attracted some dangerous enemies, including ruthless crime boss Vincent Morello. A silent war began, with sabotage, intimidation, and power moves being played out behind the scenes. Jamal refused to back down. He formed alliances, studied his enemies, and struck back with calculated moves. But just when he thought he'd won, he discovered a shocking truth: Morello was just a pawn in a much bigger game. The real power players were the Scorpion Syndicate, a shadowy organization that controlled the city's underworld. And Jamal had just inherited Morello's debts, including a $10 million payment owed to the Scorpions. With his back against the wall, Jamal was forced to make an impossible choice: sign with the Scorpions and submit to their control, or refuse and risk losing everything. But here's the twist: Deion, Jamal's best friend, had been working with the Scorpions all along. He'd orchestrated Jamal's rise to power, ensuring he was always one step ahead. Now, Jamal's fate hangs in the balance. Will he take the safe route and sign with the Scorpions, or will he risk everything to stay true to himself? The hustler's gamble has led him to this moment. But this time, the stakes are higher than ever.

Alice arrives in his life and changes all his plans, making herself the centre of Andrew's attention. Mistreated by everyone he knows, Andrew dreams of finding a good place to live next to Alice. A beautiful woman, hot, and from a very rich family. Alice cheats on Andrew with her supposed best friend. And Andrew finds himself involved in a real comedy show where he is the main attraction. Life starts to get worse from there. He is evicted, goes to jail, and is evicted again! "ASK ME A WISH!" It was all he could read on that card with a phone number he'd found in his pocket. “I found the new ‘Open Sesame!’.”

I'm a special guy, no doubt. No one can do what I do. No one has the ability I have and if the government found out about what I can do, they'd probably lock me up to do thousands of experiments on me... and yet, I still manage to do everything wrong. Even with all the advantages anyone can possess and having the literal answers from the universe, I am absolutely lost. In fact, the universe and I have a rocky relationship and are in a constant fight. So, I hope you know that the universe is telling my story wrong. I am not a genius, I am not an innovative visionary and more importantly: I AM NOT GAY.

"We'd like you to come with us to the station immediately," Vanessa's heart began to beat faster, "I don't understand," she said, "What for?" "Mrs Spencer, you're wanted as a prime suspect in the murder of your husband, Mr Christopher Wesley. You need to come with us to the station for questioning. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do or say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. I suggest you don't try to resist. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?" Vanessa's jaw dropped. Christopher was dead! It was impossible to believe. She'd just spoken to him that afternoon. It had to be a mistake. She nodded, "I…. I…. I need to call my lawyer," she said, when she finally found her tongue," "Ma'am, you can do that at the station. Turn around, please," —----------- Politician and governorship candidate, Christopher Wesley is dead; shot in the head right in his own house. The killer is unknown, but the police have a suspect —his estranged wife, Vanessa Spencer Detective Alaric Harper and his partner are placed in charge of this case and at first Alaric is certain that Vanessa had killed her husband. Her motive? He's not sure of. When Vanessa begins to get calls from an unknown person wanting money he claims Christopher had stolen, Alaric has no choice but to accept that their killer is yet to be found. He is determined to get to the bottom of this case and he's sure that he will, but one thing he never expected — falling for Vanessa.

A cursed inheritance. A fractured soul. A demon unleashed. Jiho thought he’d woken from a dream, but destiny had other plans. After stumbling through a portal of light and gaining strange powers, he discovers forgotten bloodlines, mythic secrets, and a sibling born of death. A single touch reveals his true nature—holder of the black dragon soul, wielder of divine tree energy, and bearer of a corrupted fate. When a mysterious killer shatters his world, Jiho sacrifices a severed arm to summon a nameless demon. What follows is pure carnage: time reversal, holy knight ascension, and soul-slaying fury as darkness clashes with righteousness inside a sealed domain. Jiho survives the storm—but the abyss has awakened.

He was hunted by some Centuars and Satyrs after he'd breached the orders of the underworld. Then they pursued him till he lost them to a forest. He was found by some of the creatures who he killed. He stayed in the forest for a while till a lady came to the forest. He was surprised to realize that other creatures existed and stole after her till he found a voluptuous village. He returned to his stead (the trunk of a tree) and would go to steal the babies of the inhabitants of the village. He kept on this and travelled to other parts of sewn villages whenever there was no baby to steal anymore. Nemesis caught up with him when it was time for him to be stolen. Ah! He who steal will be stolen.

18+ __ Reaching forward, she ran her hand over his hard, well defined abs. “Its pretty.” Zique held her hand against him, pride shooting through him like electricity. A man’s body wasn’t something to be called pretty, but she could call his whatever she wanted to. “Thank you.” He slid her hand further down, running it along the length of his covered c*ck. “I wonder what you’d have to say about this.” The hardness made Kiara gasped and when he dropped his underwear, she was utterly flabbergasted. It was the size of her hand, unbelievable but true. “Huge...?” Zique smirked. “I thought you’d call it pretty too.” ___ As ruthless as the devil, Zique Blud reigned above all the other alpha's. He was feared by most, looked up to by many and only a few had the courage to test him. He hated the weak, detested them with his whole heart, which was exactly why he crushed them...But crushing them ended up being the reason why he was cursed by the goddess... In ten years...he needed to find his mate or the thread around his heart would tighten until it killed him. _ Kiara Cole had been locked away from the world all her life, she was weak, without a wolf...thus why the alpha of the Silver Rain pack decided to isolate her from the world... At ten, she had watched him kill her parents and now at 19 years old, she finally got a wolf, only to find out that the man who had stolen half of her life, would be the man to spend the rest of it with her. # Dark Werewolf Romance#

I've never wanted this life for myself—this life filled with perils and evil. It's like a dream I can never escape from—a dream which I'm forever stuck in. Heh, no one ever wanted this life or ever wished for it. You'd be either insane or extremely evil to wish for this kind of life—the life where you don't have a choice over anything—the life where you're bound by your deepest desires. I never wanted to enter into the supernatural world. I never wanted to come across the Crimsones[1], Lycanthropes[2], demons and the rest. I never wanted to be involved in anything pertaining to the dark and supernatural world. I had always yearned for freedom and not servitude. But of course I was wrong all along. I had been delusional, thinking I'd be able to escape it all—to escape from fate. I never knew I would be pulled into this mess, becoming one of those dark creatures which roam about in the ungodly night. I never wanted to be a merciless predator who was also a prey to another predator (what a food chain!). But all is good. No matter what I shall not alli myself to degenerate into a heartless monster who only knew how to tear flesh, spill blood and break bones. I cannot allow my desires to pull me down. I cannot be corrupted by the abyss! My name is Daniel Stark and what I'm about to tell you is a real life horror. I don't know what you call horror or romance or fa Intasy but this story I'm about to tell you, you need to listen attentively and not miss a bit of information. This is my story—one beginning with pain.

“Anyone in there?” He asked about the hundredth time before he finally decided to push the door open.“Oh my God!” Tyler was shocked at what he saw. “This can't be true!” His eyes went wide as he saw his wife Elena in a tight embrace with a man who kissed her passionately with their tongues playing with each other, touching every inch of her body as she unbuckled his belt quickly.“What the hell?” Tyler asked with watery eyes.“What the fuck is going on here?” Tyler's jaw dropped, still in the shock of seeing Elena moaning to the touch of another man. He'd loved her with everything he had but it still wasn't enough to keep her loyal.