Sports Romance

(Completed!) Driven to suicide by a draconian contract, Murphy dies as a failed author in a dystopian society overtaken by AI. Luckily, he gets to redo his last seven years, accompanied by a System and uncanny dreams from the future! In a bid to avoid past's woes, he undertakes a quest to find 7 Numen Codes, the key to changing his story!

Harry just found out that he could see ghosts and since then Harry has helped the spirits who are still curious. Harry also just realized that his girlfriend had become a spirit. Since Harry can see spirits, he has no friends he instead befriends the spirits of young women who accompany him to help with cases about spirits who died of causes, Harry also has to take care of little girls who have inner eyes can see ghosts like himself.

From a slave to a hero - Aiko is destined to save the world. She must defeat the goddess and fulfill an ancient prophecy. But, the moment she awakens her magic, the entire world wants her head. Now, she must learn to master powers of epic proportions, while struggling to stay alive. This journey will lead her all across the elven kingdom. Together with Ren, her adorable beast, and Kana, the strongest adventurer, they must deal with all the bumps along the way. Deadly monster attacks, ruined cities, assassinations, and romantic encounters are just a fraction of what can happen. Little did Aiko know that every step she takes will be a bloody one.

In his quest to prove that love is more important than money, Jayden leaves his family, and abandons his responsibility as the CEO of Fernando's Intl. His father is upset with his decision, and deactivates his account. At the brink of succeeding in his plans, and on the night he plans to propose to his girlfriend, he sees her with another man. Rather than beg for forgiveness, she sneers at him. He leaves, heartbroken. His plans to prove that love is more important than money had failed. He had failed his father. He promises to rise again, with the help of his father. What happens when he returns to his family? Will they accept him back? Will he revenge, when he rises to power?

"Mr. Verus,” she said, “the surgery has already been paid for.” Cassius blinked, stunned. “What? By who?” Before the nurse could respond, a tall, imposing figure appeared. The man was impeccably dressed, his presence commanding attention. “I paid for it,” the man said, his deep voice resonating in the sterile corridor. Cassius stood, his body tense. “Who are you?” The man smiled faintly, extending a hand. “Augustus Verus,” he said. “Your father.” Shock coursed through Cassius. “My father?” he echoed, incredulous. “That’s impossible.” “It’s the truth,” Augustus said, pulling out a neatly folded envelope. Inside were photographs, documents—proof of their connection. “I’ve been watching from a distance, waiting for the right moment to step in. And now, it’s time.” Cassius stared at the evidence, his emotions a whirlwind of disbelief, anger, and curiosity. “Why now? Why not before?” Augustus met his gaze steadily. “Because you had to face life’s hardships to grow. But now, you’ve earned the right to know the truth—and the power to change your fate.” He handed Cassius a sleek black card. “This is yours. It grants you access to my wealth. Use it wisely.” Cassius hesitated before taking the card, his fingers trembling. The weight of everything that had happened—his humiliation, his sister’s injury, and now this revelation—threatened to overwhelm him. But as he looked at Augustus, determination flickered in his eyes. “I’ll use this,” he said quietly, “to protect Vinna—and to repay everyone who looked down on me.” Augustus nodded, a faint smile on his lips. “Then I trust you won’t disappoint me, son.” Cassius watched as Augustus walked away, leaving him standing in the sterile hallway, a man reborn."

DEAD GIRLS TELL NO TALES. Rosewood Hall is an image of tradition and perfection. A school built upon a cliff where children go to excel at life in the most perfect ways possible. Until Grace Covey's lifeless body is found on the shore. For new girl Violet running from her own secrets in California, Grace's death was just another twisted feature of her new home. That along with vicious classmates and the dead people prowling around the halls. And Grace's demise is proven to be an act of violence when a single sentence is stuck all around school for everyone to see. I KNOW WHO KILLED GRACE AND ONE OF YOU IS NEXT.

"What happened is, you are nothing but a poor and wretched husband, I was stupid leaving my wealthy family to marry a scumbag like you, and now I am an outcast from my own family because of you" Hannah blasted. "But I thought we loved each other" "Yes. I did, but you're not worth it, you can't take good care of me Marcus. I mean look at my skin, it's all dark and filled with spots, one year with you was more than hell. And I'm comfortable with my new job, and I'm earning more than you can ever afford" she abused. When this happens to you, when your wife cheated on you and felt no remorse, when she rejected you in public. There's only one thing to do. Be rich Follow Marcus on his epic journey towards retribution.

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#

Ellen·Willmott, The Surtr, the fire giant who destroyed the Norse gods in prophecy, and in reality MC did destroy all enemies who tried to covet his country. Ellen hangs their burning bones on the enemy's landmark building, the Statue of Justice, to warn the entire world not to try to invade the country he guards. After completing the last battle and killing almost all enemy leaders, Ellen took the initiative to leave the frontier. Came to Kester City and enjoyed his love. So Ellen hid his identity and became an ordinary white-collar worker in Kestor City, washing dishes and doing odd jobs after work. Earn money for his wife. But his life collapsed upside down when his wife divorced him. He became CEO and have powers of fire.

Freshman year? Pfft. Make friends, party, maybe read some school crap so you don’t get tossed out? That ain’t Jace Prescott’s life. Eighteen years old, thinking he got his girlfriend knocked up—and the plot twist? She’s been using him like a damn lab rat. Five months of his life, filmed without him even knowing. And her? She acts like she’s the victim. Well, fuck that. Jace’s uncle calls him up: “You’re CEO now, kid.” And just like that…everything changes. Suddenly, Jace’s got money, power, and zero fucks to give. Get ready, because he’s about to slap egos, crush reputations, and serve chaos hotter than anyone in that goddamn school can handle. Face-slapping, life-flipping, “did-that-just-happen?” madness incoming. And trust me…if you can’t handle people getting roasted mercilessly, maybe step away. Jace doesn’t play nice.