Incubus System Mga Nobela at Kwento

Tamara Winslow stands amid the crowd while clutching two different documents in her hand. One of them shows a diagnosis report on her alexithymia, while the other showcases a divorce agreement. Three hours ago, she had specifically visited the Clerk's Office because the hospital's system had shown her marital status as "divorced". The city clerk looks up at her. "Ma'am, it's true that you and Mr. Braxton Merrick got divorced three years ago." Tamara's expression freezes on her face. "How could that be? We got married three years ago!" The city clerk checks the details once again. This time, he adapts a rather awkward tone. "The results are correct. It's true that you got divorced three years ago. In fact, it took place… on the seventh second right after you got married…"

Geraldina was an intersex whose life seemed to be only tied to her crazy love for her ex, until the same guy dragged her into a whole new and insane journey. "He's always dragging me into strange things. My life is this messed up because of him!" Dina complained to her system Zero-one "Then let me take you away" A certain target said "Whaa???" All of a sudden, the mission took the weirdest turn with her targets now 'targeting' her with their crazy love. This wasn't right! Her heart was only for her Jack...Right? "Zero-baby help me~ I don\'t know who\'s the target anymore!" Dina whimpered in confusion "Come into my arms then" Zero suddenly said with a strange seductive smile and the same crazy, infatuated look the targets had in their eyes! "EH?!" THIS TRANSMIGRATION SUDDENLY BECAME STRANGE!

At Starlight Elite Academy, power is everything and Ivy Morgan has none.A silent scholarship student in a world ruled by wealth and influence, Ivy is dismissed, mocked, and overlooked by everyone… including the untouchable Ethan Cross.But Ivy is not who they think she is.Behind her quiet eyes lies a mind capable of rewriting entire systems a hidden genius, a master strategist, and a ghost in the digital world no one has ever been able to trace.When a series of mysterious system breaches begin to shake the academy and the powerful Cross Empire behind it, one question rises:Who is really in control?As Ethan’s suspicion turns into obsession and Eliana Scott’s rivalry turns dangerous, Ivy is forced to walk a thin line between staying invisible… and exposing a truth powerful enough to destroy everything.Because in a world built on status and secretsthe girl they called useless might just be the one who owns them all.

Newlyweds Jake and Stephanie Summers find their lives torn apart when Stephanie is wrongfully accused and imprisoned. While Jake battles a corrupt system to free his wife, Stephanie becomes trapped in the clutches of Carter Dickson, a sinister figure obsessed with her. As Stephanie endures unspeakable mistreatment, Jake discovers her capture and risks everything to rescue her. However, their reunion is just the beginning of a harrowing journey as Stephanie grapples with nightmares and PTSD. The couple's love is tested further when Jake's father returns causing conflict as he disapproves of the marriage. As they navigate the challenges of rebuilding their shattered lives, a secret threatens to tear them apart. Can their love endure the haunting shadows of the past, or will the weight of betrayal and uncertainty break their bond? The CEO's wife the second instalment following on from Stripping for my CEO. Triggers contain S.A. torture. Abuse. Drug use.

“I watched you choose another man.” That’s what Evren Moonreign believes when he takes the throne and becomes the most feared Alpha alive. He never learns the truth. Almost seven years later, a fallen pack is dragged before him. Among the prisoners is the woman who broke him and the twin boys who look exactly like him. She says nothing. She begs for nothing. Evren does not ask questions. He claims her in front of the pack. He keeps her where he can see her. Eira Kingfisher carries a secret that could have gotten her killed. She chose Evren’s life over love once and she will do it again, even if it costs her everything. She was never unfaithful. The betrayal was staged. The children are his. And the system that crowned him only survives if she kneels. She doesn’t.

To the world, Jack Miller is a powerless, live-in son-in-law, enduring the scorn of his in-laws and the coldness of his brilliant CEO wife, Katherine. He is a joke in a world of predators. But when a Wall Street tycoon publicly humiliates him and moves to claim Katherine and her company, a dormant, primal power awakens within him. The Alpha Predation System activates, forging his rage into a weapon with a single mission: In 72 hours, make the predator kneel. From the shadows, he becomes "Alpha Wolf," a phantom investor who dismantles financial empires from a beat-up laptop. As titans fall, Katherine watches in stunned awe, drawn to the fearsome protector she never knew. Jack’s roar, however, has attracted ancient, shadowy forces, turning his personal revenge into a war. He must now confront the conspiracy behind his parents' death and claim his throne. He was their joke. Now, he will be their nightmare.

Will he give her the confidence she needs to further her career? Or will he spoil all her hard work? Samaire Grainger values her privacy and is determined to be the best at her job. But with a high-profile job opportunity on the line, she must go from the girl in the corner, the squeaky-clean wallflower, to a party girl, a heartbreaker, in just one week. To do that, she needs the help of Dominic Weston, her favorite client… and secret crush. He’s sexy, a notorious bachelor, and just the right bad boy to destroy this good girl’s reputation. Only Samaire didn’t count on Dominic’s spontaneous streak, or that his brand of improvising could turn their strictly professional relationship into something intensely personal… and incredibly hot. Now Samaire has to trust him with her future, her body, and her deepest secrets. And hope that by week’s end, she’ll have Dominic out of her system without breaking her heart in the process…

To prevent me from being jealous of my stepmother's son, my dad implemented a "family point system". Washing dishes earned 1 point, and getting a perfect score on a test earned 10 points. Accumulating 1000 points meant you could make a wish come true. When my stepbrother broke a vase, Dad said it was a sign of good luck and awarded him 50 points. When I insisted on going to school with a fever, Dad said I was trying to garner sympathy and deducted 100 points. I scrambled to scrape together every point I could, all for that exorbitant Math Olympiad registration form. On the day I finally accumulated enough points, my stepbrother cried and said he wanted a pair of limited-edition sneakers. Dad immediately emptied my points. "We're family. Your points are your brother's points too." I looked at the torn-up application form and jumped from the 18th-floor balcony.

Monica stared at the beautiful girl in front of him, and he couldn't look away. Her waist might be the narrowest waist that he had ever seen, and he was wondering how it felt to hug that waist. Finally, he made up his mind and decided to say hello to her, but suddenly... [Target has been found!] "Huh?" [Welcome to Scumbag System!] [The more woman you have, the more rewards you will receive!] [As a starting gift, you have received "Japanese Food Cooking Mastery"!] [As the first target has been found, you also receive 500 million yen on your back account!] [The journey has only been started!] [Work hard, young man!] "???????" Monica frowned and said, "I refuse!" without hesitation, but after a while... "I refuse!... I really refuse!... I really try hard to refuse!... Sorry, I can't refuse it...." Monica tried really hard, but he couldn't...

On International Women's Day, I spent twelve hours straight in a live stream, selling $5 million worth of product. When it came time to settle my commission, my aunt and boss, Sandra Holt, quietly transferred my $400,000 cut into her own account and handed me $500, labeled as a meal stipend. She took my hand with a warm, motherly smile. "Sweetheart, you're still an intern. Taking that much money at your age would hurt your career development. Let me hold onto it for you. Put it toward a car someday." I looked at the sharp calculation behind her kind eyes. I didn't argue. I took the money without a word. That night, I deleted my account and vanished, taking my entire product-sourcing system with me. The next morning, Aunt Sandra stared at a live stream with ten viewers and finally started blowing up my phone.