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She’s My Wife, So I’ll Protect Her However I Want

Male MC| No-Harem| No Yuri| No Yaoi| No NTR [WARNING: This book contains rape, torture, and murder. However, the MC never violates or rapes women; in fact, he despises such acts.] ____________________ ____________________ “…Pathetic.” “Look at you. Crawling. Bleeding. Powerless.” “Same damn excuses, just like back then.” “Still so ready to give up.” “Those bullshit feelings made you weak.” “Have you forgotten your vow?” “The promise you swore in blood.” “If you're really him... then stand.” “Show them who you are.” “Rise—” “Let the darkness in once again.” --- In the quiet town of Velhart, Kael is mocked as the weakest adventurer. No one suspects the truth. Behind tired eyes and a dull smile lies a man with a past soaked in blood — a nightmare no one could survive and stay sane. An assassin who walked through hell itself. Now, he hides behind a smile in a town that scorns him. But he hasn’t changed completely. He still remembers. He still hunts. And in the silence, evil men still die. These days, he only seeks peace… and maybe, one day, love. But fate wasn't so kind. Forced into an arranged marriage with Seraphina, the cold and commanding Captain of the Knight Order, Kael expected nothing — and got even less. She despised him. Saw him as worthless. But her hatred… didn’t break him. It changed him. Not with kindness. Not with warmth. But through her rejection, her silence, her presence — she unknowingly gave him a reason to stay. After their marriage, he barely spoke. Silent. Distant. But now… he enjoys pushing her buttons. Teasing her with lazy smiles and harmless jests. Never realizing when the lines between amusement and affection began to blur. And for the first time in his life… Kael wanted something more. A peaceful life. A family. A future without blades. But peace doesn’t mean mercy. Not for people like him. Because the world never forgets monsters. But when Seraphina finally uncovers the truth — when she realizes the man she vowed to arrest is the same one she’s come to care for — what will she choose? Her unshakable duty… Or the husband she was never meant to love? And when swords are drawn and the final truth is laid bare — will love be enough to bridge the chasm between an assassin’s sins and a knight’s sacred oath? Now, as shadows stir and blood calls to blood, the past claws its way back from the grave. The man he tried to leave behind — the legend spoken only in fear — is awakening once again. Because the darkness never lets go. --- A/N: Don’t expect everything right away. This is a slow build, Volume 01 will be a mix of their complex relationship and a good number of fights. Assassination? Obviously. If you're patient, the fall… and the rise… will be worth it. The story takes place three years after their marriage. I also want to make it clear that MC isn't overpowered yet. He's strong, but there are still many characters who are stronger than him. It will take time before he truly becomes overpowered. Also, your feedback means a lot as this is my first book. It tells me someone’s actually reading. And that alone keeps me going. So please, don’t hold back—leave a comment and share your thoughts. Thank you. ____________________ ____________________ Update Schedule: Every Week 11:00 PM GMT (+6) (Saturday) 01:00 AM GMT (+8) (Sunday) Per Chapter Length: 1300-6000 words.
Introvertdrift · 180.1k Views

The Aesthetic War

Lydia Ashworth is a perfectly ordinary third-year student at the Royal Institute— unless you count the months-long sense of suffocating pressure, the creeping paranoia, and the divine voices whispering in her skull. Her professors say she’s stressed. Her classmates say she needs sleep. Her gods say she’s been chosen. None of them know the half of it. When an anonymous package delivers impossible binding manuals and a war journal from a conflict nobody remembers, Lydia’s quiet academic life detonates. Hidden histories surface. Divine forces circle. And someone—someone powerful—has turned her entire hometown into a covertly fortified safe zone. There’s only one person who seems strangely unsurprised: Professor David Griffin, the world’s dullest lecturer. Behind his wire-rimmed spectacles and monotone voice hides a being who once shattered realities, bound cosmic monsters, and walked away from a war that cost entire dimensions. He’s spent fifteen years pretending to be mediocre. It was peaceful while it lasted. Now the entities he once imprisoned—the Precursors, artists who sculpt suffering across galaxies—are waking, whispering their way into London’s creative minds. Musicians cry while composing masterpieces. Philosophers dream of exquisite agony. Reality itself is beginning to warp toward their aesthetic. The gods have chosen Lydia to stand against them. Griffin has chosen Lydia because she thinks differently. The Precursors have chosen Lydia for reasons of their own. She is the center of a cosmic chess match she never asked to play. And her mentor may be as dangerous as the monsters he once defeated. As ancient bindings strain and divine whispers escalate, Lydia must decide whether to trust the gods who chose her, the professor who terrifies her, or herself—while the world is quietly rearranged into the opening strokes of someone else’s masterpiece. Knowledge is power. Power is dangerous. And some lessons should never have been learned.
david_S · 444 Views

The Mafia King’s Hacker Bride

"You really think you can just hide forever? From them? From me?" "Do you really think we can be together?" she whispered, her voice rougher than she meant. "No. We can't. It just won't work." Zayden tilted his head, his thumb brushing against the frantic pulse under her jaw. "Why?" His voice dropped low, dangerously smooth. "Why can't we make this work, huh?" She swallowed, the movement making her throat press harder against his hand. "Don't forget, You're----" “Say you love me…. Or I’ll fvck that stubbornness right out of you. Bend you over this desk, and make you scream my name until you forget your own." Aylin's face turned beet red. She pushed against his chest forcefully. He didn't move an inch. ***** Aylin Monroe Alston is a brilliant hacker and martial artist with Turkish roots. She can change her identity and her looks as easily as changing clothes. Always staying a step ahead of death, she had been on the run until she crashed into him. Zayden Cole Virelli is a billionaire leading a double life. On one side, he is a successful businessman; on the other, he is a powerful mafia king. Women don’t exist in his world until a runaway hacker crashes into him, capturing his thoughts and refusing to leave his mind. A collision in a dark forest leads to one lie he told and one secret she kept. Now, the most feared man alive wants her, while the woman who can bring down empires with just her keyboard wants nothing to do with him. He’s possessive, she’s untouchable, and they’re both liars. Two worlds collided: a hacker who can take down empires and the mafia king who won’t let her go. Can their love make it through the mess they're about to create, or will one of them get hurt first? ⚠️WARNING!!!! - Mature Themes - He Fell First and Harder - Mafia World - Weak to Strong - Slow burn
Balishba · 116.2k Views

The Ex-Wife's Revenge: Rise of the Real Heiress.

Mature (R-18+) Three years of marriage. Three years of silence, loneliness, no recognition, and now... betrayal. Elara Frost thought love meant patience, that one day her husband would finally see her emotions, her love, and her care, and choose her, cherish her as she did. But the only thing he gave her was loneliness and indifference. And thus, when his affection for his secretary shadowed her entirely, shattered her illusions, and made her realize that she was never anything to him, never more than a pawn, she walked away. Everyone who knew them thought she would fade away without him, that she wouldn't survive a day without the luxurious life her husband provided, but did they really know her, the real her? She didn't leave to disappear; she went to return as someone untouchable, someone her ex couldn't dare to provoke, and someone every man desired and every family wanted as their daughter-in-law. When her real identity was revealed, it left everyone shocked. She returned as the real heiress, with connections to the underworld. She returned as the woman everyone needed to bow to and fear, wrapped in diamonds and draped in the drapes of vengeance. After being betrayed once, Elara vowed she would never fall in love again, but the queens aren't safe from love either. She isn't left with much choice when her childhood fiancé returns from abroad, promising her the world she never had. Snippet: "I would be a fool to fall for a man again after everything that life has made me go through," Elara confessed, her expression edgy, a solemn hint crossing her eyes. "In that case, don't fall for me, Miss Elara. Instead, let me fall for you. Because I know for sure, you are worth fighting for," Daniel Macros said, his eyes holding nothing but pure obsession, something she had never experienced before. Elara thought dealing with one persistent pursuer was hard enough, but what would she do when her ex-husband knelt before the entire world, begging for her to return? Will she let the old flame of her love burn again, or will she let Daniel's calm presence sweep her off her feet? Disclaimer: The story is participating in the Viral Book Call 2025. Please support. The more you support me, the more motivated I'll be to write. Follow me on Instagram—@angelinabhardawaj. Bonus chapters- One magic castle = 10 chapters+reader's announcement on this book for three days.  One spacecraft = 15 chapters+ reader's announcement on this book for a week.  One golden gachapon = 20 chapters + reader's announcement on all my socials and this book for two weeks. 
AngelinaBhardawaj · 324.7k Views

Zombie Apocalypse: I Have Safe Zone Superpower

The beginning of the apocalypse brought chaos and disaster to humanity. It tore away the mask of society and revealed the cruelty hiding beneath. Ivy Ravencroft experienced it all firsthand. Her family was unfair and cruel, and they abused her so badly that she went blind. Her lover died trying to protect her, and she spent the next five years struggling to survive, until she finally died in the apocalypse. But then, Ivy woke up again, reborn in the first year of the apocalypse. At first, she felt hopeless. If only she had returned to a time before the apocalypse, she could have gathered food, weapons, and supplies to survive better. Still, she was grateful for one thing: she had kept her special ability, the power to create safe zones. This time, Ivy made a promise. She would protect her lover, find her real family, and take revenge on everyone who had hurt her. .................................. "Huh? Why is there a bento box lying here?" Ivy asked, confused. "What bento? Are you trying to trick me again?" Silas asked, sadness in his eyes. "This one!" Ivy said, holding up the packaged meal and waving it at him. "What the... where did that come from?" Silas stared at it in shock. Ivy’s eyes widened. She realized something, only she could see these items, and when she picked them up, they became real. "Can… I buy it from you?" Silas asked, unsure. "Of course. But I won't give it to you for free." Ivy smiled like a fox. Silas closed his eyes; he was ready for her to demand something sky-high and said, "Okay. Tell me how many gold bars you want." Ivy smiled and teased, "I don't want gold bars; they are way too cheap. I want one kiss." Silas: Blushing hard. His subordinates: "..." This wave of dog food was too unexpected! ....................................................... With the supplies, picking a superpower and a safe zone superpower, Ivy built her own residential area. She gained Kindness Energy and multiplied supplies with the help of Temporal Storage. While other bases struggled to make a simple house, she used her golden finger to make luxurious buildings and rent them out, becoming the big shot in the apocalypse.
LittleRabbit1111 · 1.2m Views