Loud House Vore

Xue Han, a fierce general who loves his peace more than anything, hates loud people the most. He is feared throughout the capital for he was appointed General when he was barely eighteen years old. He has never lost a battle since then. One day he falls in love with the Cheng siblings who are very close to each other and love one another the most. Would his love for these two cause trouble for these siblings or will it bring the two closer to one another?

The voice is always calling out to me. Everywhere I go its there, lurking in the shadows, observing me.I live in a province just near the city. My house is at the entrance of the forest, away from the neighbors. At the age of fourteen I was orphaned, I went to a convent and was cared for by nuns until I was eighteen years old.Since I was of legal age I left the convent and found myself in this place.When I first saw the old house at the entrance of the forest, I knew it would be right for me.On my first day in that house, something very immediate happened to me. There is a voice that repeatedly calls my name.When I leave the convent and stay in this old house, I do not think I will see strange creatures and socialize with them.

" It's a contract. You will be my groom, just for sixty days… ", her loud but annoying voice echoed in his ear. She sat at the edge of the table, " I will hire you to be my groom, and I'll pay you immediately after the contract is over. Don't ever refer to me as your wife, because nothing is binding the both of us together." " No sex. No love. No kisses. No feelings. You are just a hired groom for sixty days. Live your life the way you want it, but not for these sixty days ", she narrated further.

Julian Fontaine came to Boston University with one goal: win the annual skating championship. He is a focused and disciplined figure skater with no time for distractions. Asher Beckett on the other hand is a loud golden-boy hockey jock, and the last person Julian wants anywhere near his ice. But when sharing a rink turns into stolen glances and unexpected late-night practices, Julian starts to wonder if falling for Asher might be the one risk worth taking. Because love, like skating, is best when you finally let yourself fall.

"You whore!" A masculine voice. "You philanderer!" A feminine voice. "I'll kill you in this house!" He bellowed as he charged straight to the woman and started beating her up. The little boy stood at the door and watched his parents go about their daily routine, tears spilled from his eyes. He stood in the shadows, just watching and crying. If he speaks out loud, they'll remember him and his father will beat him also. No one remembers him. Not unless they want to beat him too. Then he saw the blow, heard the awful sound. The blow that made a difference. The blow that made that day stand out from every other day. His mom stopped screaming, she laid there on the floor, staring into nothingness. Dead. "Gia." His dad paused mid-beating. No answer. "Gianna!" He patted her white arms turned red from being beaten. Terror filled the little boy's system, a sound escaped his mouth, drawing the man's attention. "Oops. I've forgotten about you." He said to the little boy. "Mom's dead..." The little boy said in a tiny voice. The man looked down at the lifeless white woman, "Seems like it." He looked at the boy with an eye filled with menace. "You'll pretend you didn't see a thing. You'll......" The siren rang outside. The police had arrived. A neighbour had alerted them when he heard the noise. He watched as the policemen pointed their guns at his father. He watched as they took his father away. He remained hidden, his blue eyes returning to the woman who laid on the floor, with eyes as blue as his. She was staring right at him. Finally, she sees him. Only in death, did she really see him. Something died in that little boy that day. Replaced with bitterness.

The Rowan estate has stood for centuries, its walls bearing witness to generations of triumph, tragedy, and a quiet, inescapable weight. Known for influence and misfortune, the Rowans guard a secret: the house is a memory vessel, absorbing the emotions and events of its inhabitants. Only one child per generation—“the one who carries it”—feels its imprint. For Jace Rowan, that child is him. Haunted by flashes of his brother Elias’s mysterious death in the sealed west wing, Jace lives with hallucination-like memories, déjà vu, and a physical sensitivity to the house’s presence. When Ava arrives at the estate, the house takes notice. Her father’s disappearance connects her unknowingly to the Rowans, and her grief fuels an emotional resonance the house cannot ignore. Objects from her past—her father’s watch, sketches of the west wing, and a brass key—materialize mysteriously before her, drawing Ava deeper into the estate’s labyrinth of memory. Jace knows the danger: the west wing reacts to emotion, and Ava’s connection could awaken truths meant to remain buried. As tension mounts, Ava and Jace confront both the house’s power and their own growing fears. The west wing does not seek to harm but to claim understanding—feeding on memory, fear, and revelation. In the shadows, a presence lingers, one that Jace fears is connected to Ava’s father. Bound by fear, curiosity, and an unspoken attraction, Ava and Jace must navigate a house that remembers, reacts, and judges, uncovering secrets about Elias’s death, Ava’s father, and the legacy of the Rowan family itself. In a world where emotion is power and the past is never truly gone, the house holds its breath—and waits to see who will survive its memory.

Mia's life changes overnight after being saved by a stranger from the house slaughter on the night of her grandfather's memorial. Everything seemed to be back to normal after meeting Miles Bryon the son of Melbourne's richest business mogul. But things turned around real quick, who planned the house slaughter and why?

Warning: Mature content, psychological Sully, a young lady of House Star, is kidnapped on her wedding day by the head of House Silverclaw. The head decides to give her to one of his daugthers as a slave, but his eldest son intervens and wants her for himself. Thus begins a forced married life between Sully Star and Damien Silverclaw. Sully wants to end House Silverclaw. Yet, she finds herself falling for her husband, the one she should hate. With his intimidating yet alluring presence, he seems to pull her towards him. Can she succeed in her plan, or will she succumb deeper and fall for her enemy?

"Eri is here , she will never leave ....she will always have you" Sein is a boy who was adopted in the house of a rich man. He was never an outcast to his new family but outside the house he was that quite kid who confuses every single things in his life. But he had friends as well.

Natasha Harkins, the daughter of the alpha of  Blackheart Pack was asked by her father to marry Alpha Redd Larson of the Whitesword Pack. Why? Because that alpha could only save their business and the orphanage she was managing. She wouldn't allow it. She had a mate for crying out loud! It was another alpha from another pack—Alpha Ali.  She thought everything was alright between Alpha Ali and her but he suddenly called her one night saying, "I, Ali Stevens, reject Natasha Harkins as my mate.” Would she be forced to accept Alpha Redd's marriage proposal now?