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Naruto: The Kizaru Template

Arthorain
You know… the ninja world has a funny habit. The fake ninjas? Oh, they’re very hardworking. Enter the academy at six. Graduate early. Join ANBU at eleven. Risk their lives every day. Work themselves to death. Then what? Die at twenty-one and get carved onto the memorial stone like fertilizer for the trees of Konoha. So tragic. So… hardworking. Now a real ninja? Ah… that’s a completely different story. Clock in late. Leave early. Mission briefing? Sleep through half of it. Patrol duty? Find a river and start fishing. If a fight happens, walk slowly… very slowly… toward it. Why rush? The enemy isn’t going anywhere. And if they are… well… that sounds like someone else’s problem. And Hokage? Hahaha… that’s even funnier. The fake Hokage gives speeches all day. “The Will of Fire!” “The future of the ninja world!” “Protect the village!” Very inspiring. Very loud. Very… tiring. But the real Hokage? He doesn’t talk much. Someone causes trouble? Bite. Someone stronger shows up? Kick. Suddenly an Ōtsutsuki is flying across the sky wondering what just happened. So really… working hard in the ninja world is a terrible career choice. The smarter strategy? Sleep more. Fish more. Work less. And if someone strong appears… just lazily look at them and say— “Yare yare… you’re scary, you know?” Right before beating them anyway. Support me at patreon.com/Arthorain and read upto 50 Advanced Chapters!
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The Dark Prince's Lover

The dance ended with a final, graceful spin. Lord Greyson released Dydra with a courteous smile, his admiration lingering in his eyes as he gave a slight bow. “A pleasure, as always,” he said lightly. Dydra returned the smile out of habit, though her thoughts were already elsewhere. She gave a small excuse and stepped away, her gaze drifting across the ballroom as if searching for something—someone. But whatever she sought, she did not find. A faint frown creased her brows. Without another word, she turned and slipped out of the ballroom, heading toward the quiet of the garden. The cool night air should have calmed her. It didn’t. “You’re letting other men touch you?” The voice came from behind her—low, unhurried… almost lazy. But Dydra’s entire body reacted instantly. A sharp shiver ran through her. She didn’t need to turn to know who it was. That voice carried something unmistakable beneath its calm surface—something restrained. Something dangerous. “I—it’s not—” Her voice broke mid-sentence. Panic tightened her throat as cold sweat formed along her skin. “Need I remind you,” he continued evenly, each word measured, “who you belong to?” The calmness was the most terrifying part. Not anger. Not shouting. Just control—tight, absolute control. Dydra parted her trembling lips again, but no sound came. Her mind went blank. Then suddenly— A hand closed around her waist. Firm. Possessive. Her breath caught as her eyes squeezed shut on instinct, her body going still. “Dydra,” his voice dropped to a whisper, closer now. “Who do you belong to?”
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Chased by two billionaires

“Where did you go?” He questioned, not bothering to adjust his unbuttoned shirt. I had run away but here I was coming to apologize for my actions. “You think you can come and go as you please?” His fingers pressed against my cheeks, firm but not painful, forcing me to meet his gaze. “No, I—I,” I stammered, but before I could finish, his lips almost grazing mine, he interrupted, his tone ice-cold. “You will go home this instant,” he spoke, his face dark. “And you'll stay there till I get back,” he barked out his orders, his eyes boring into mine. “Who do you think you are to order me around,” I thought to respond but my lips wouldn’t make a sound. I didn't fight back. I couldn’t. Without another word, I turned and walked away, his gaze searing into my back. ~~~~~~~~~~ After a steamy night with a sexy stranger, Elena finds out she is pregnant. She is sent abroad to study by her father. Unknown to her, when she comes back five years later her father arranged for her to marry Damien Landon, the illegitimate son of a powerful family. Feeling caged in a loveless marriage and finding out her husband has another woman, Elena decided to run away but the past she ran away from followed after her. Things get complicated when she meets her Ex Cornell Grey, who has now become a charming billionaire. He set his sights again on Elena, trying to win her back. Torn between the two powerful men asking for her back and haunted by secrets of her past, Elena must navigate love, betrayal, and the cost of a marriage built on lies.
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