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It was the tenth year of the Mechanical Civilization. My girlfriend, who always spoiled her brother to an unreasonable extent, orchestrated my death. Luckily, I was reborn seven days before the arrival of the machines. I bought a heavy-duty truck and evolved the strongest mecha. Close-combat mecha, long-range mecha, weapons, shields, funnels, modules… This time, I wanted the best of everything. My name is Victor Wild. Born to be a victor, born to be wild.

Author's Note The book is slow burn, feelings took time to be accepted and noticed. Trigger Warnings This book contains sexual harassment, bullying and trauma. …………………………………….. "Right there, fuck, Jordan, don't stop," Aiden panted when I broke the kiss for air. His nails dug into my shoulders, leaving red trails down my back as I drove into him relentlessly. I reached between us and wrapped my hand around his leaking cock, stroking him in time with my thrusts, firm, twisting pulls from root to tip, thumb swiping over the sensitive head to spread his precum. His balls drew up tight, and I knew he was close. So was I. The pressure built at the base of my spine, my own cock swelling even thicker inside him. I pounded into him faster, the wet sounds of our fucking growing louder, more frantic. Every thrust jolted his body, his hole gripping me like a fist. I leaned in closer, biting down gently on the junction of his neck and shoulder as I felt my orgasm crest. "Come for me, Aiden," I growled against his skin, stroking him faster. "Let me feel you." …….. Aiden was an ordinary human who was living life as it was until one day his life changed and he was invited into Aetherhold Academy for powerful people. Being the only human in a school full with supernatural beings made life a little bit hard, however he had his three protectors fighting for him. What happens when Aiden finds out that he wasn’t a human, he was a powerful Omega who could get pregnant and the reason why he has been constantly harassed was because he has been releasing a powerful mating pheromone? What happens when his three powerful Alpha protectors take a liking to him?

On Halloween, I was secretly reunited with my long-lost mafia parents. They offered to take me home, but because I couldn't bear to leave the three brothers in my foster family, I refused to go with my parents. Getting back home, I changed into the white dress and bracelet given to me by my brothers as gifts. However, this triggered the jealousy and crying tantrums of their biological sister, Tiana. To avoid putting my brothers in a difficult position, I agreed to take off the dress and bracelet. Despite that, she wasn't satisfied. To appease their biological sister that they had been separated from for years, my three brothers forcefully locked me inside a transparent decorative coffin, despite knowing that I suffered from severe claustrophobia. Suffocating, I frantically banged on the coffin's glass, begging them for help. Tiana stood on the side, smirking at me maliciously. "Sarah, aren't you a professional actress? Why is your acting so exaggerated and fake? You're just locked inside, not being strangled, so why are you gasping?" My brothers knit their brows in annoyance. "It's just a little prank. How can you not even last ten minutes? Can't you just tolerate it for a bit?" "I checked it myself. The coffin has air vents and we're standing right here watching you the whole time! You won't be in any danger, and it's impossible for you to suffocate!" "If you didn't want to make Tiana happy, you could have just said you aren't willing! There's no need to fake being miserable and pitiful just to get our attention and sympathy!" But I wasn't faking. The phobia triggered a severe stress response and it brought on an asthma attack, cutting off my airway. Through the glass, I looked at them in sheer agony and despair. I was really going to die...

On New Year's Eve, my cousin and I went to the supermarket to stock up for the holiday when a cold wave hit out of nowhere. The temperature plummeted dozens of degrees, and the world plunged into an ice-cold apocalypse. In the blink of an eye, people froze solid into ice sculptures. I scrambled to grab winter coats and whatever supplies I could, but my cousin just sat there playing video games. He even posted his pentakill on social media to brag about it. I went through hell to snag him a down jacket, and he still insisted he was not afraid of the cold. "I'm a real man. You think a little cold scares me?" He refused to eat the compressed biscuits. He even used our scarce bottled water to wash his limited-edition sneakers, then threw a fit demanding freshly pan-seared steak. "It's called having standards, look it up. Even if I die, I'm dying tough and with style!" I scoffed. Since he wanted to die tough, he could go right ahead and freeze into an ice sculpture. Ice sculptures were plenty tough.

As a self-proclaimed biggest fan of the web novel "The Evil Villainess is My Lover", it's everyone's dream to meet the character in real life, including Suna Mikiya. Her dreams were almost fulfilled when she helped the transgressor Noel Kieran and Ricky Kruger to find their items. And just like she wished, she became one of the most powerful and beautiful beings in that world. Two pair of wings? Check! Beautiful eyes? Check! Silky skin that felt scaly? Uh…Check? Tails and horns? Wait.

When I head over to my daughter, Hannah Westfield's place for dinner during Christmas Eve, I specifically wear a wool coat for the occasion. Unexpectedly, when Hannah sees me, she pushes me out of the front door instantly. "Mom, why must you buy the same coat as my mother-in-law did? Don't you know that she hates it when others imitate her? Hurry up and take off the coat before she sees you!" Meanwhile, my son-in-law, Thomas Clifford, digs out an old coat and puts it on me. "Mom, there are many relatives visiting our house today. Please spare my mom her pride and don't steal her thunder, okay?" Seeing how sincere Thomas looks, I decide to yield. But as soon as I take my seat, Giselle Johnson chortles in amusement as she stares at the old coat I'm wearing. "Oh Fiona, if you like my clothes, you could've just said so, and I'd give it to you. It's bad if you just steal my old coat from me and wear it, you know? Besides, don't you know that those who imitate always do a bad job at it?" Furious, I'm about to up and leave when Giselle grabs the coat and blocks my way. "I placed two money envelopes in the coat pockets a few days ago. There are 20 thousand dollars in there. Why are they gone after you've worn it? "I don't mind you wearing my coat behind my back, but you must return the money to me right now!"