Qing Dynasty Porcelain

Long Chen, Kaisar Langit yang legendaris, hampir menembus ranah Immortal, namun pengkhianatan paling kejam datang dari orang yang paling ia percayai—istri tercintanya, Mei Ling, dan adik angkatnya, Long Chui. Long Chen ditusuk oleh pedang mereka sendiri, nyawanya terenggut di puncak kejayaannya. Dunia yang ia kuasai runtuh seketika, meninggalkan rasa sakit dan pengkhianatan yang abadi. Namun jiwa Long Chen tak dapat dimusnahkan begitu saja. Ia bereinkarnasi ke dunia bawah, lahir sebagai putra Patriark Qing Feng dan Ling Hua. Dengan ingatan masa lalu yang membara, Long Chen kembali menapaki jalur kultivasi, membangun kekuatan yang tak tertandingi, dan menyiapkan balas dendamnya terhadap pengkhianat yang pernah merenggut segalanya darinya. Di dunia baru ini, kekuatan, pengkhianatan, dan takdir berpadu. Long Chen tidak akan lagi menjadi korban—ia akan menjadi Kaisar Langit yang lebih kuat daripada sebelumnya.

Scarlet Quinn's father has sold her in marriage to one of the most ruthless Billionaire in New York to pay off his debt. She is forced to wed but her husband disappears leaving her with his brother whom is tempting her in more ways than she can think to handle. Cillian Doyle is the head of their Dynasty and should know better than to tease his little brother's wife but it doesn't help when she looks at him in that innocent yet sultry way.

A cruel young man who witnessed the death of his parents at a tender age, Edem Demirai, harbored a simmering rage within him. And then there was Lavigne Kotobe, a girl condemned by the chains of addiction at the tender age of eighteen. When their paths collided, their meeting was nothing short of a collision of tempests, their anger a force of nature. In the midst of their tumultuous encounter, Edem's words cut through the air like a blade against porcelain skin. "I want you, Lavigne," he whispered, his voice laden with both desire and darkness. "First with kindness, then with the gentlest touch. I want to both hurt you and shield you from pain. I want your voice to echo and then fall silent. I want you to revel in pleasure and struggle to understand it. I want to kiss you until your breath escapes you, only to inhale it back again in a desperate gasp. I need you, and I want you to steal the very breath from my lungs." Their collision was inevitable, their connection fraught with danger and desire. As they embarked on their tumultuous journey, they would soon realize that their meeting was just the beginning of a fiery dance between two souls destined to either consume each other or ignite a blaze of passion that would defy the darkness closing in around them.

She walked away from her cold, loveless marriage... only to discover she carried the one thing they would stop at nothing to claim. Alina Hart never imagined her life would become bound to the Vaughn dynasty, Atheria’s most powerful family, where legacy mattered more than love. To the Vaughn's, she was simply the bride chosen for Sebastian, a match arranged for convenience. And to Sebastian Vaughn himself, she was a responsibility he accepted out of duty, not desire. Until one night changed everything. The only night he ever dropped his guard, and the only night she believed they had a future. By morning, he called it a mistake. By evening, a betrayal had a name: Natasha Fairfax, the socialite his mother loved, ready to take the place Alina never really had. Alina left, vanishing into the town of Marlowe. She soon learned she hadn't just left a husband; she was pregnant with the heir the Vaughn's would one day come for. Six years later, she returns. She is no longer the discarded wife, but a strong woman with her own power, her own name... and a secret that could destroy their empire. The Vaughn's want their legacy. Sebastian wants the truth. Natasha still wants her place. Alina wants only one thing: to protect what is hers. Their dynasty demanded an heir... she became their reckoning.

When the sky ignited in crimson and bombs obliterated Segunda Island in 2080, death was only the beginning. The fallen didn't stay dead—they morphed into savage, bloodthirsty beasts. Terrified survivors barely hold on, hunted by horrors that wear the faces of those they loved. Jane Fortalejo, the last from a dynasty destroyed overnight, is forced to ally with strangers from the island's shadowed underbelly. Driven to expose the sinister truth behind the apocalypse, Jane will risk her life, sanity, and the fragile alliances she forms. What really brought ruin to Segunda? And can the last survivors escape a fate worse than death itself?

" You're the reason why I wanted to love one woman until my last breath." - DONOVAN ALLARD A woman named Nemesis ends up being the most sought entertainer in the world of Entertainment district after she was exiled from her own house. She used to be a lady who endures and keep things to herself. But she became a woman who doesn't like the idea of inconvenience anymore. She doesn't offer sexual service. But she holds the highest rank in the entertainment district. Her clients were mostly noble guests and from family of wealthy people. But she's one of a heartless and emotionless in this industry. She hates her job. And hates it even more when she met Donovan again. Donovan, who is a CEO and owns a multi billion chain business. The moment he laid his eyes on her again, he was bewitched and fantasized her beauty. He is a womanizer who thinks all women are after his money and wants to play with them like porcelain dolls. But that moment he wanted to save her from that hell. But Nemesis lost all the trust she once have in every people. And What if Donovan's habit never dies.

Althea Johnson did not walk blindly into darkness. Before the contracts, the demands of blood and legacy — Dominic Valtieri had loved her. It was fierce, dangerous, and real enough to make her believe she could stand beside a man the world feared. Behind his ruthless reputation, she had seen a man capable of choosing her. For a while, he did. Until the weight of his name consumed him. By the time they marry, Dominic is no longer the man who once held her like something precious. He is colder, controlled by a dynasty that demands an heir and sees love as weakness. Still, Althea clings to the ghost of what they once were, hoping the man she loved is still buried somewhere inside him. On their wedding night, that hope dies. There is no tenderness—only possession. No love—only purpose. She is not a wife to him, but a necessity. When she discovers she’s pregnant, the truth becomes unbearable. Dominic did not choose her again. He chose what she could give him. An heir. A legacy. A continuation of a name built on power and fear. To him, she is no longer the woman he loved. She became a vessel. But grief hardens into something far more dangerous than heartbreak. Because Althea remembers who he used to be — and that memory burns. If legacy has consumed Dominic Valtieri, then she will become the one thing his empire never accounted for: defiance. She will not allow her child to be raised as a pawn in a dynasty built on fear. She will not let love be twisted into ownership. And if she must burn his empire to the ground to set her child free— She will.

Jillian Richards never expected to fall into the twisted world of the Pierre dynasty—least of all after a one-night stand with a magnetic stranger. But when that stranger turns out to be her new boss's youngest son, everything spirals. Gerald Pierre is dangerous, charming, and hiding more than Jillian ever expected. Then there's Dominic Pierre—her mentor, her anchor. Gerald's half-brother. Her boss. The man she might be falling in love with. A secret pregnancy. A corporate war. A family crumbling from within. She wanted a job. She got a legacy… and a target on her back.

Willow Fletcher never asked for Ridgeway Academy. To her, the school was a fortress of wealth and privilege, where polished smiles masked sharp cruelty. But when the scholarship came, she had no choice but to step into its glittering, dangerous halls. Sweet, soft, and unworldly, Willow stood out the moment she arrived. The whispers began instantly, mockery laced with jealousy. No matter how kind she was, Ridgeway’s elite branded her an outsider. Yet, envy followed her every step. With her porcelain skin and delicate beauty, she was impossible to ignore. Especially to him. Ian Blackwood. Ridgeway’s crown jewel. The untouchable guy with a smile girls would burn for and a heart made of ice. Brilliant, composed, devastatingly charming, he was everything they wanted, and the very reason they ended up shattered. His friends thrived on games and chaos, but Ian? Ian preferred precision. A silent hunter. And Willow had caught his eye. She wasn’t desperate for him, and that was her mistake. Her innocence tempted him, and temptation was something Ian never resisted. When his friends dared him to make her fall, he accepted without hesitation. Because Willow Fletcher wasn’t just another conquest. She was a challenge. And Willow Fletcher was the kind of challenge he intended to savour before destroying

Three years after our breakup, I ran into my ex-girlfriend, and she had her new boyfriend by her side. "Hey, isn't that Henry the expert?" Diego Stanley taunted with a smirk. "Three years post-breakup, and you're slumming it here playing with clay?" I furrowed my brow, ignored them, and carefully moved the Victorian-era porcelain musician figurine onto its preset base in the display case. When I wasn't biting, he reached out to grab the figurine from my arms. "What's this junk you're treating like gold? Let me take a look." Cynthia Wyatt frowned, her voice laced with that familiar arrogance. "Henry, I've given you three years to shape up, and you're still the same loser? Come on, hand over that clay doll to Diego. Don't kill the vibe. If you play nice, I might even reconsider our old engagement." As Diego's hand neared the figurine, I dodged quickly and barked, "Hands off! It's a historical artifact!" Diego got pissed off and shoved me hard. "Some flea market find, and you're acting all high and mighty?" In the ensuing scuffle, I lost my balance, and the figurine slipped from my grasp, crashing to the floor. That sealed their fate. This entitled pair was about to go bankrupt trying to fix it.