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Ever since we were kids, I'd always known how to make use of my gentle childhood friend for things like sending him on errands, and borrowing his allowance. He never complained. Just silently indulged me. Things continued the same way until the day we got engaged. That's when everything snapped into place. That was the day we both woke up. I was just a throwaway character in a novel. He was the male lead—fated to fall in love and end up with the novel's heroine. I was stunned. Ready to walk away. But he was furious. Jaw clenched, eyes wild. He grabbed my hand and dragged me straight to City Hall. "Screw the novel. Screw the plot. The only thing I know is that I love you, and I want forever with you." After we got married, he treated me like I was made of glass. Gentle. Meticulous. We worked side by side, building a reputation as a power couple in the business world. The events of the novel faded into the background. I fell deeper in love with him. Three years later, the youngest daughter of a real estate tycoon started her internship at our company. That day, there was a fire in the office. In the chaos, the girl stumbled into a shelving unit. It came crashing down, headed straight for my husband. I didn't hesitate. I threw myself in front of him. Pain exploded in my skull. Blood poured down my face. The girl, in her panic, had fallen to the ground, crying out, "Aaron, help me!" My husband's face went pale. His expression—pure terror—as he ran toward her without a second thought. "Grace!" he cried. Lightning split through me. My face drained of color. The heroine in the novel—her name was Grace.

Name: Kir Bastet Age: 16 years old Species: unknown Parents: Valentine Bastet(father/deceased) Siblings: Inuharu Bastet (brother) Abilities: extent unknown Hair: Blonde Height: 6' Class: Royal Princess of Kayanadia Note: Further investigation required to determine Miss Bastet's background and abilities. Our best agent is currently undercover at Magdalia Academy, posing as a student in order to provide more information. Agent information: Classified. ---- Combat Lessons: Easy. History: What royal doesn't know that? Being investigated by a secret organization that wants to discover all your secrets: Say what?! The girl who thought going into the public and hiding from the spotlight would be simple realizes that she got it all wrong as she faces off against evil organizations, an entire species that wants her gone, and trials of love that turn her whole world upside down... Will Kir be able to make it to her coronation as queen? Or will her true identity be discovered first?

WARNING: CLASSIFIED CONTENT Filth Files is a compilation of high-heat, explicit erotic fiction intended for adults aged 18 and older. This collection contains themes that some may find challenging or offensive, including but not limited to: extreme age gaps, power exchange, non-traditional family dynamics (taboo), and group encounters. The stories within are works of fiction intended to explore dark fantasies and boundary-pushing desires. All characters depicted in sexual acts are consenting adults. This is not a love story. Filth Files is a raw excavation of the thoughts you’re too ashamed to admit you have when the lights go out. It is a curated collection of the intrusive, the "wrong," and the utterly depraved. Read with discretion. You have been warned.

I knew there was no escaping it. My father’s sins would be my undoing. He was a wicked man, feared and hated by many, and now that he was dead, the weight of his crimes had fallen squarely on me. I didn’t even have the chance to grieve—or to breathe—before his Beta dragged me away from the south, from everything I’d ever known. I was supposed to be their Alpha. That was my birthright. But it didn’t matter. The pack had other plans for me, and being their leader wasn’t one of them. My father’s Beta delivered me to the northern Alphas, the very men who despised my father the most. And that’s when I learned the cruelest truth: they were my mates. But they didn’t want me. Warning: This is a reverse harem mild dark romance filled with intense emotions and themes that are not for the faint of heart. Read at your own risk. (This is an edited, well-structured version of the First Edition Scarlett) *******

In the year 2000, a pandemic swept the world causing a huge population decline. Every person is affected. Everyone is affected by the virus; most of them disappear, eating their flesh, while the rest are being paralyzed until the rest of their body decomposes. The two-decade-old plague just vanished like decomposing bodies. However, it also created the way for the emergence of new wonders and mysteries as a result of this virus. Migi Baldemor is an ordinary student whose life has been changed by the loss of his friends. Along with the death of his mother, he will be adamant in his pursuit of justice. As per the story, he will meet the guy who would assist him and lead him to Prae High, a secret organization that will assist people like him in developing their abilities. As he begins battling for his life, he will experience a range of emotions as he faces numerous hurdles. How far will this problem lead them? Who is the true ally and who is the true enemy?

SAVAGE JAXSON They know my name. They know how dangerous I am. And soon everyone will. I am the King of Assassins. I was born into darkness. Growing in the dungeons of the Grier Citadel. Feeding on the rats to survive. And from that I learned you consume what's necessary to live. Then one day my father, King Ocnomad, paid an assassin to drown me in the river. To hide the king's great secret...Me. He couldn't let anyone find out what I really am. A secret to be kept at all costs... Even from me. Unfortunate for him, that a group of demons crossed Grier that day. I was raised amongst demons. But I escaped that slavery and came across a woman that generated light like I'd never seen. And I decided I would possess that light. One way or another. She was a wraith in the docks until I found her. She thinks she'll never wholly turn herself over to me. She can't admit she already has. I've had Dimurah since the moment she put her hand in mine.