Heroes Never Die It's Hero Time

When I was 14, I ran away from home and met Rosalie Burke, the real Burke heiress who had been living on the outside. After her family finally brought her home, I was the one who helped her turn their business into a success. I spent ten years at her side, and on the day they named her heir to Burke Group, she shoved me into the sea. "My fiance is the next heir to Swain Group. You have no power or influence. You're beneath me now." I blink awake, and suddenly I'm back at the moment Rosalie returns to her family. I watch her shamelessly flirt with my enemy's son, then turn on my heel and head back to my own family. I'm not helping her in this life. This time, I'm going to watch her fall off that pedestal.

Get ready to howl at the moon and be swept away by a mesmerizing tale that will capture your heart! Tyler Conan knows he's different from everyone else, but he never thought he was destined to play a crucial role in the future of the werewolf race. When he meets Ada Miller, another Green Eye werewolf, Tyler realizes that their fates are entwined and they must work together to save their kind. But their fight against the evil Xirays isn't the only thing that's heating up - Tyler and Ada can't deny the sparks flying between them, even though Ada already has a boyfriend who means the world to her. As if things weren't complicated enough, Ethan, the charming owner of a bookstore, gets caught up in the supernatural chaos when he discovers his rare ability to see through the Xirays' deceitful facade. Suddenly, Ethan is exposed to a world he never knew existed, and he can't help but feel drawn to Johnny, a man who's still struggling to come to terms with his own sexuality. With danger lurking around every corner and forbidden love blossoming in unexpected places, this tale is one you won't want to put down. Will Tyler and Ada be able to save their race and find happiness together? Will Ethan and Johnny have the courage to embrace their love? Find out in this gripping, unforgettable adventure!

Antonia Finn doesn't wish for much, just for one thing, her Husband's love. Yet it seems that love will never be hers no matter how much she tries. Humiliated and betrayed by the man she has loved for three years; Antonia makes a decision. She's going to divorce him and go start her life elsewhere. But too many things are left in the shadows unsolved, and Antonia is right in the middle of all of it. What really is her true identity? Is she just destined to be the divorced wife of a billionaire or is she more than that? How will the world react when she becomes the woman she's always dreamt she'd be? And Malachi, who won't let her go yet wants her back for all the wrong reasons, will he ever change and become a man she can love, or will she have to take the very enticing option that's presented itself to her?

Be careful! You are entering a hot area! Under-age, forbidden to read! For those who like romance, you must read this story! Cho Ye Joon—Gumiho who came to the future of Indonesia through the thunderbolt without sound. . “Give up, you gadfly Gumiho!!” the man shouted in front of him. "Cho Ye Joon," the man said, the signal giver approached. Possessing the body of an Archeology student named Nevan Taksan. He was trying to find a way out for return to his past. "Are you embarrassed?" Nevan asked spreading the corners of his lips. Bellona stopped when she was already covered by Nevan's Coat, and was stunned by her appearance. "Nevan?" Bellona said quietly. "Let me take you home!" broke up Nevan. A swarm of enemies comes upon him and traps Cho Ye Joon, his friend and girlfriend—Nevan into another world, with objects are found with Korean history books. He did everything he could to find a way out. Luckily, a Gumiho guard remains in the same world. Through the mind and soul of that world, he was able to find the fox marble. Where the Fox marble is in Bellona's body—Nevan's girlfriend, the reincarnation of a woman from his past. Can the Gumiho save himself with the two people from another world? Cover by : @nobidesign

At one of the exclusive private casino parties, my eyes landed on a diamond tiara. The catch? It was the prize for a high-stakes blackjack game. Luckily, poker happens to be one of my many sins. A girl named Elara—whom I once pitied enough to introduce to Throne, hoping she’d land a job—has now declared she wants the tiara too. Naïve. Probably thought beginner’s luck was a real thing. I figured, fine. Let the cards decide. If I win, I walk away with the tiara. If I lose, I’ll find another way to soothe my pride. Easy enough. Thorne, my ever-watchful husband, leaned in and murmured, “Go easy on her.” I didn’t. I won. Beat the dealer faster than her and won the tiara. That girl cried at the table. Thorne didn’t look impressed for once. He rather seemed... irritated. I thought it was for Elara’s sake. Turns out, it was for mine. A year later, same party, different stakes. The grand prize? My own sex video. While holding Elara in his arms, my husband said to me, voice almost amusing, “Don’t you like winning prizes? Then go on. Win our sex tape back.”

'วินตา' กับ 'จาริล' ศิลปินไอดอลชื่อดังของประเทศที่ต่างก็เคยเป็นรุ่นพี่รุ่นน้องที่สนิทสนมกันมาก แต่แล้วค่ำคืนอันเลวร้ายกลับทำลายทุกอย่างที่เคยมี วินตายื่นข้อเสนอแลกกับการให้โอกาสอีกครั้ง ทว่าเงื่อนไขนั้นกลับเป็นสิ่งที่จาริลไม่อาจยอมรับได้ และเมื่อหัวใจของวินตาได้พบกับคนที่ใช่ เส้นบางๆ ในความสัมพันธ์ของทั้งสองก็เริ่มชัดเจนขึ้นเรื่อยๆ ความรู้สึกที่เปราะบางของทั้งสองจะแปรเปลี่ยนไปคงมั่น หรือจะกลายเป็นบาดแผลในใจของเขาและเธอ เมื่อคนหนึ่งรู้ตัวในวันที่สาย และคนหนึ่งเหนื่อยล้าไปทั้งใจ

On my 22nd birthday, my uncle Scott discovered my diary. After he found out about my secret love for him, he sent me overseas. He then spent hundreds of thousands, marrying the love of his life.

“Are you crying?" She shook her head and wiped at her face as more tears were falling. “I’m so stupid.” she groaned. "Now I am truly and utterly alone. If I had just said yes to marrying him, none of this would’ve happened. I wouldn’t have dragged you into this mess.” Without warning, I turned sharp to the side, putting the car to a sudden stop close to the curb. “Don’t ever say that again. You think marrying a man you don’t love, a man who doesn’t care if he hurts you, just to please your family is the right thing to do?” I turned to her slowly. “That would’ve ruined you.” “But I would’ve had a home to go to, I would’ve been taken care of. Now I have nothing,” she looked away. I reached over and gently took her bruised hand in mine. “You did the hardest thing anyone in your position could have done. You saved yourself. That takes more guts than standing there and pretending to be happy.” I tucked a hair behind her ear. “You think you are alone? You’re not… you have me.” ___ Alina Etienne has always lived a life dictated by her parents. She is groomed to be an obedient daughter, a perfect public image, and now, a bride to a man she doesn’t know or love. On her wedding day, crushed by the weight of expectations, Alina does the unthinkable... she says “I don’t” and flees the altar. On the run and scared with nowhere to go, she crosses paths with Mikhail Antonov. A cold, guarded man with a past he doesn’t talk about. What began as a reluctant act of kindness turned into something neither of them expected.

My parents made Dana and me settle it with rock-paper-scissors. Loser had to marry the Baillieu heir—the so-called "freak." I won. Then flipped the script. "Cool. I'll take Blake. Dana can have the empire." Last time? I was dumb in love with Michael—Dad's adopted golden boy. Chose the company, stayed behind, and handed Dana off to Blake Baillieu. Big mistake. Six months in, Dana was gone—wrecked by that marriage. Right before she croaked, she texted Michael blaming me. Said I lost the game and ditched the deal, dumping Blake on her. Michael? Snapped. Dude went full psycho. Turns out, he and Dana had been sneaking around for years. He dragged me behind the Baillieu estate and forced a dozen intellectually disabled men to assault me. "If it weren't for your cruelty, Dana would still be alive! You'll pay for everything she suffered!" I was over eight months pregnant—almost due. Begged him to stop. Begged for my baby's life. He didn't care. Kept ordering them to take turns. Even when my water broke, he just watched. Both my baby and I died that night. Now? I'm back. And this time, I rewrote the story. Step one: marry Blake.

My husband, Jacob Morris, wrongly believed that I had pushed the woman he loved down the stairs. So, he locked me in the basement to make me reflect on my actions. He hired people to punish me, trying to break my spirit. I suffered inhumane torture. My tendons were cut, and my face was disfigured. Four years later, he finally remembered me and let me out. But by then, I was too broken to love him anymore.