Black Magic for the Village Flower
Nana was the village’s most beautiful flower. Five young men had proposed to her, but she rejected them all for various reasons.
One day, Nana felt an unbearable pain in her chest. She went to the doctor and was declared free of breast cancer. However, the pain in her breasts persisted. A week later, they began to rot, causing her immense suffering.
Many suspected that Nana had been cursed with santet (black magic).
Who had cast this dark spell on Nana?
Would she be able to fight against this sinister magic?
The Despised Son-in-Law Becomes the Ruler
Vindra is a son-in-law who lives in his wife's family house and throughout that time, Vin has always been insulted and belittled because of his low caste.
But one day, he accidentally got a gemstone and reactivated it which gave him medical abilities and managed to save a child who was on the verge of death. Thanks to his help, Vin got a black card which was able to change his life.
What is the story of Vindra, changing his life from a lowly son-in-law to an unrivaled ruler with his gemstones and medical expertise?
My Alphas
Orphaned and abused by her cousin after her parents' death, Sofia was trapped in a living hell. But when her inner wolf awakened, she escaped and was rescued by a new pack. There she met Ramses and Rene Miron, twins who are her destined mates. Yet Sofia fears her traumatic past may drive them away. Can her mates accept her and heal her wounds?
THE CULTIVATOR'S PEERLESS SEXCAPADES [chap.10]
Catching Master in the Act. [NOTE: The novel skips. The ending from chapter nine will be slightly explained in chapter 11] “Ha… Senior Brother… Uh… Don’t… Ah, ah! Mn! Don’t touch it Ha… It’s not ri
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Embers Under Moonlit Marble
“Embers Under Moonlit Marble” Ira Kapoor (FL, 24, true-crime podcaster) (typing…) I can’t believe you hacked my private server, Kabir. That recording was evidence. Kabir Thakur (ML, 28, underworld
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In Love with My Unrelated Uncle🔞
The stench of rotting garbage never truly leaves you. The tattered scraps of clothing barely hanging onto your frame, the rats, the flies, the endless scavenging, it was survival in its lowest form.
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Chapter Two: New Blood
Hospitals never really sleep. Even at 3 a.m., something always hums—whether it’s the constant drip of IVs, the faint whirr of ventilators, or the low murmur of distant voices filtering through walls.
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