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The Academy: The Hidden Kingdom

“You know of the kingdoms, don’t you?” “I know there are seven,” the child said proudly. “Dolus, Invidia, Castimonia, Fides, Laetitia, Lues, and Ipse.” “That’s right,” the mother murmured. “Seven kingdoms we trade with, argue with, laugh with, and fear in equal measure. Seven that send their ships across the sea, their diplomats to the cities, their warriors to the fields. Seven kingdoms you read about in your books.” She paused, letting the room settle into stillness. Even the fire seemed to quiet, popping softly like an old man clearing his throat. “But,” she continued, “there is an eighth kingdom.” The child frowned. “A… a secret one?” “A hidden one,” the mother corrected, her voice barely above a whisper. “A kingdom older than the others. A kingdom the maps refuse to show. A kingdom that does not speak to the rest of us—nor do they wish to.” A chill—not from cold, but from something far older—slipped across the child’s skin. “Is it real?” they whispered. “Or just a story?” The mother leaned closer, casting her shadow long across the blankets. “Some say,” she murmured, “that it is nothing more than rumor and superstition. That the Hidden Kingdom—Absonditus—is nothing more than an old tale told to children who ask too many questions.” The room suddenly felt smaller, walls drawing nearer. “Others,” she went on, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, “swear it is real. They say the land exists far beyond the edges of our charts, swallowed by fog and darkness. Secluded. Silent. Watching.” The child swallowed. “Watching us?” “Always.” Her smile was gentle, but her eyes carried something deeper—an understanding shaped by years of hearing this story herself. “The seven kingdoms interact with one another. They trade, scheme, fight, and form uneasy alliances. But the eighth… The eighth watches from afar. Hidden, unseen. It keeps to itself, as though waiting for the right moment to return to the world.” The fire cracked loudly, sending a plume of sparks up the chimney. The child flinched. “Is it… dangerous?” they asked in a whisper. “Not dangerous,” the mother said slowly. “But powerful. And very misunderstood. The people of Absonditus do not come to our lands. They do not ask for help or friendship. And so over many generations, most have come to believe they do not exist at all.” She tilted her head. “But those who live on the border of the Dolus kingdom’s coast say that when the full moon shines down at night…” Her voice grew softer, hushed with a kind of reverence. “…and the fog of the Arianiac Sea disappears…” Firelight shimmered in her eyes. “…you can see the kingdom of Absonditus.” The child’s heartbeat thudded loudly in her ears. “See… the kingdom?” she breathed. “Like a mirage?” “Like a truth the world wants you to forget,” the mother murmured.
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Villainess is being pampered by her beast husbands

There are times—far too many times—when you feel that uncontrollable urge to kill someone. For Kaya, this… this was exactly that moment. “Repeat what you just said?” She’d seen hell on the battlefield—second-in-command of a military unit, dodging bullets, dragging traitors by the collar, and coming out alive with grit under her nails. But nothing, absolutely nothing, prepared her for the sight of her spineless husband flirting with her own sister. Right in front of her. “I could never marry a barbarian like you. The one I... I like is Meera—” Blah blah. The same pitiful nonsense again. You think—what could possibly be worse than this? And then, right on cue, your idiotic sister chimes in, completely serious, “I just poisoned you.” Wow. BANG. Before anyone could even react, Meera collapsed. Dead. Her so-called husband gasped like a fish dragged out of water. “Y-you…” He dropped to his knees, staring at Kaya like he was seeing a monster rise from the dark. “You killed your sister?! How could y—?” BANG. Second bullet. Same spot. He dropped like a puppet with its strings cut. Silence. ... Just when Kaya thought her story had finally reached its bitter end, the universe—no, god himself—decided to throw in one last, ridiculous twist. “Wife… wife, didn’t you say you were gonna eat me? Why’d you stop?” A snake beast, ridiculously charming and glowing like some immortal fantasy, clung to her, eyes gleaming. Another voice interrupted. “Shut up! My wife wants to cuddle me now—” A sparrow beastman leapt into her arms, like that made any sense. “Hic… wife, don’t you want me anymore?” A panda-like beastman sat beside her, huge, sniffly, and wronged like a child abandoned at a festival. Sitting in the middle of all this, Kaya was absolutely dumbfounded. ‘When the hell did all of this even start?’
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Tides of Reckoning

They killed me on New Year's Eve. My fiancé Ethan and my best friend Vanessa pushed me from the lighthouse observation deck, stealing my research breakthrough—a deep-sea compound worth forty-two million dollars to the pharmaceutical industry. I drowned in the Atlantic. I felt my lungs fill with freezing water. I died. Then I woke up in my lab on December 17th. Two weeks before my murder. Two weeks to change everything. This time, I won't trust anyone. This time, I'll become the monster they tried to kill. I need Carter Blackwell—the disgraced investigative journalist who destroyed Cape Marlowe's reputation three years ago. Everyone here hates him. He's ruthless, morally bankrupt, and obsessed with taking down the pharmaceutical companies that sponsor our research. "Help me destroy the people who are going to kill me," I tell him, "and I'll give you proof of the biggest research theft scandal in marine biology history." Carter's dark eyes search my face. "Why would I believe you're not setting me up? Everyone at Cape Marlowe wants me dead." "Because I know things I shouldn't know. Because I'm the only person desperate enough to work with you. Because we're both willing to do terrible things to people who deserve it." He smiles, and it's not kind. "Then let's ruin some lives, Dr. March." As we work together through brutal winter nights gathering evidence, our partnership becomes an obsession neither of us can control. But Carter has his own secrets about Cape Marlowe—secrets connected to why I was given a second chance at all. When December 31st arrives again, I'll have to choose: save myself or save the man I've fallen for. Because my second chance came with a price, and someone has to pay it.
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Married To The Billionaire Alpha King

{MATURE — The female lead, Elara, is a plus-size lady. This isn't a book about her losing weight or going on a weight-loss journey. This is a book where she embraces her size and loves herself after everything.} BILLIONAIRE/WEREWOLF I was born a maid in the pack, unwanted, unloved, and unseen. They said I was the daughter of a servant and that I should be grateful to even breathe the same air as elites. But what no one knew was that I wasn’t who they thought I was. I was stolen from my destiny, stripped of my name, and buried in a life that was never mine. When I finished school, I was given a job at Blueberries Pack Company. It was already falling apart, but I worked day and night to keep it alive. Still, nothing I did mattered. The Alpha’s precious daughter stole my ideas, my recognition, and even the man I thought I loved. I was used to silence, to being unseen, until he appeared. Darlon. The Alpha King. A name spoken with fear and awe. They said he was old, heartless, and cruel. I didn’t know him, and I never imagined our paths would cross. But when the Alpha and his Luna grew desperate to save their company, they forced me to marry him in their daughter’s place. I walked down that aisle expecting the worst…But what awaited me on the other side was nothing I could have ever imagined. I didn’t know it then, but the man I had married wasn’t a stranger at all… He was my fated mate And through him, I began to uncover the truth about my past, my bloodline, and the power that had been sleeping inside me all along.
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Stacking Passives to Survive!

After transmigrating into a high-martial arts world where everyone was built like an elite athlete, Chen Kuang also obtained a golden finger, a cheat ability that refreshes daily, allowing him to stack passive skills. He figured he should keep a low profile and grow steadily while lying low... But the world had other plans. People just wouldn’t stop treating him inhumanely and so his passives kept piling up. [Flesh Reishi]: Your flesh is nearly infinitely regenerative and rivals celestial treasures, consuming it can prolong life and cure ailments. [Sword Heart]: You possess an innate, enlightened sword heart, when a blade is in your hand, it becomes an extension of your will. [Fortune in Misfortune]: Every calamity you survive grants you a corresponding blessing. [Heavenly Demon Mimicry]: Any technique used against you can be instantly replicated as your own. [Celestial Visage]: Your handsomeness rivals that of the divine. This year... The future empress who would dominate the world was still a helpless orphaned brat, tucked under Chen Kuang’s arm as he fled. The revered "Benevolent Immortal" faced his trolley problem and was forever burdened with an inescapable heart demon. The undying demonic sovereign was just a timid little maid serving a courtesan. The White Dragon True Monarch, who would later slaughter his way through the demon race, was still nothing more than a drifting piece of frayed rope. And Chen Kuang, then a death-row convict, set the chaotic world ablaze, starting with a single torch.
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