romance

Erika has always lived in the shadows of the nobility, a lowborn northern commoner with ambition, curiosity, and a knack for noticing what others overlook. When she becomes entwined with Catalina Duavan—a formidable knight and marchioness whose rise from commoner to nobility defies all odds—Erika finds herself drawn to her and into a world of political intrigue, hidden loyalties, and the dangerous elegance of the courts.

Lyra Ashford, a young doctor, believed her life with her fiancé, Lucas Arden, was just beginning. But everything changed when Lucas suddenly left to go abroad, postponing their wedding without even asking her. He simply assumed she would wait for him to return. But Lyra, to protect her family, she agreed to marry Rowan Pierce instead—a man she never imagined she could love. At the altar, Rowan made it clear he would not accept a marriage of convenience. He wanted Lyra to choose him freely, not out of obligation.

I was bred to obey. My husband burned me alive for crimes I never committed. The cousin I raised like a sister stood at his side with satisfaction in her eyes while my child died inside me. The court I trusted watched in silence. I woke up months before my execution with fire in my blood and the memory of everyone who abandoned me. They stole my inheritance. They took my name. They planned to discard me the moment I stopped being useful. The people who should have protected me were the first to light the match. Now I know what they are. Now I know what I am. An ancient power woke when I burned. A destiny my enemies thought they destroyed with my bloodline. I am the last of my house, and I will not kneel again. Caelan Vorenthal is my husband's greatest rival. He saw the truth when no one else would. He is dangerous and he should be my enemy. But he stepped forward when the whole court stayed silent, and that made him something far more complicated. I will play the devoted wife until I can drag my husband before the Empress and demand the divorce he never saw coming. I will take back everything they stole and make them watch as I rise from the ashes they made of me. I was bred to obey. I was reborn to reign. ________________________________________ Regression. Revenge. Enemies to lovers. She remembers the flames. She remembers who lit them. She remembers the child she lost and the family that betrayed her. Now destiny has given her a second chance, and mercy is no longer in her vocabulary.

20-year-old Yulia always thought of love as a perfect thing. A feeling so beautiful that it made two people glow and feel wanted by each other more than ever. But all those thoughts and ideas ended when she found out her boyfriend was a cheat and didn’t want her as much as she wanted him. Heartbroken and frustrated, Yulia finds herself moving from the very place she grew up with love, care, and protection to New York City “Brooklyn” to continue her university education and to start her life afresh, leaving the past behind her.She swore not to have anything to do with love anymore. But then she loved intimacy. Somehow, she gets into trouble on her very first day around campus, which leaves her with no option but to sign a working contract with the hot Raimondo Lopez. He is a 24-year-old American-based Spanish billionaire and professor who was born into a wealthy family where their household is filled with love and affection from both parents including relatives and servants. Aside from the love and affection, he was under strict guidance while growing up because he had the responsibility of taking over the family business. Raimondo is very much not interested in having anything to do with a woman romantically. But then what happens when Yulia becomes his personal assistant and teaching assistant? He starts admiring her from afar. What does fate have in store for them? Will they overlook that first encounter and look forward to future interactions? Will Raimondo manage to express his growing affection for Yulia outwardly? Will Yulia give love another chance? Read on to enjoy the love-hate drama between these two.

"New rule," he growls, rubbing the tip of his cock against my pussy. "From now on, you call me Daddy no matter what. You understand me?" I nod as much as his grip around my neck will allow, my pulse hammering against his palm. "Yes, Daddy." I obey. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Valentino, Raffaele, and Angelo, are the princes of Le Vipere Nere—the most feared Mafia family in Italy. I was just a stripper when Valentino first laid eyes on me. To him, I was supposed to be a fleeting distraction meant for nothing more than a night of passion and sin. But we became so much more. At first I was tangled only in his sheets until his brothers wanted a taste of me. Once they decided I was theirs, there was no escaping. Now I’m trapped between three Mafia heirs who don’t know how to share. They claim me. Worship me. And fuck me until I forget my own name. They make me crave the pain as much as the pleasure. They make me theirs—body, mind, and soul. But the truth is I’m living a lie, and when they discover my secret, this game of lust and obsession might end in blood. Welcome to a story of sin, power, and forbidden desire—where love and hate are separated by nothing more than a single heartbeat.

Any MILF can be claimed as long as he writes their name in the book. That is the rule Renji abides by ever since stumbling upon the Milf Note; a mysterious notebook with magical powers that makes any woman—aged over thirty—burn with uncontrollable desire for him as long as he writes their name on its pages. From his seductive neighbors to his bossy professors, every name Renji writes unleashes a new, pulse-pounding conquest. Every MILF he claims unlocks parts of him he never imagined. But as he claims more MILFs, the big question is asked. Can he claim the demon MILF who created the notebook in the first place?

The world ended not with a bang, but with a scream. Years after the outbreak turned cities into graveyards and people into shrieking monsters, survival is a daily negotiation with death. Dylan Pierce doesn’t do hope—he does silence, steel, and the next supply run. But when he’s saved by a strange woman from the ocean, everything changes. In a world where trust is fragile and time is running out, what’s more dangerous: the monsters outside, or the truth within? (also available on Wattpad & Scribble Hub)

The first semester at VIT, Indore, was a humid cocktail of new freedoms and old anxieties. For Gangesh Verma and his band of brothers, it was about finding their footing, usually while tripping over each other. **Scene: The College Library - A supposedly quiet Wednesday afternoon.** Gangesh was buried in a thick book on Jurisprudence, his brow furrowed in concentration. Across the table, Sagar was using a copy of "Economic Theory" as a very expensive pillow, softly snoring. Aditya was scrolling through his phone, muttering under his breath. "Bhench— I mean, seriously? This guy's profile pic is a fish. A fish! How can you take a guy seriously whose greatest achievement is a photograph with a Rohu?" Karan leaned in, a conspiratorial glint in his eye. "Guys, I have a plan. A foolproof strategy to get Sagar through Professor Dixit's class without him ever waking up." Gangesh didn't look up. "Karan, your last 'foolproof strategy' to get canteen samosas for half-price ended with Aditya having to serenade the canteen aunty." "And it almost worked!" Aditya protested, his voice a little too loud for the library. A sharp "Shhh!" came from a nearby aisle. Karan waved it off. "Details, details. This is different. We get a voice recorder, record the lectures, and play them to him while he sleeps. Subconscious learning!" Sagar, without opening his eyes, mumbled, "If you play a lecture, I'll just have nightmares about supply-demand curves." He shifted his head to a more comfortable position on the book. Suddenly, a different sound cut through the quiet—not a shush, but a voice, clear, bold, and laced with impatience. "This is a library, not your personal dormitory. Some of us are actually here to work." They all turned. There she was. Anya Chauhan, standing with a stack of books balanced on her hip, her gaze fixed on their table. She was flanked by her friends. Suman stood just behind her shoulder, a look of pure, unadulterated scorn on her face that could curdle milk. Kusum was slightly behind, her gentle eyes wide with a mix of concern and second-hand embarrassment. Sandhya simply observed them all, her expression unreadable but her eyes missing nothing. Aditya shot up, his pride wounded. "Arre, we were just talking! This isn't a jail, you know." Suman took a half-step forward, her wit sharpened and ready. "The way you're using your brains, it might as well be. The silence is clearly bothering you." Gangesh closed his book with a definitive *thud*. The sound drew everyone's attention. He met Anya's gaze, his own calm but firm. This was his "lead" mode kicking in. "She's right. We were being loud. My apologies." He looked pointedly at Aditya and Karan. His pride wouldn't let him ignore a valid point, even from a rival. His principles demanded he acknowledge the fault. Anya's eyes narrowed slightly, assessing him. She had expected a fight, not a concession. Her pride wasn't satisfied with just an apology. "An apology doesn't magically restore the concentration you broke. Control your... circus." Her gaze swept over the snoring Sagar and the fuming Aditya. It was the word "circus" that did it. It wasn't just an insult to him, but to his friends. His loyalty flared. "We acknowledged our mistake," Gangesh said, his voice dropping, becoming quieter but more intense. "But insulting my friends crosses a line. You have your pride in your work, I have mine in my people. Let's leave it at that. Justice has been served with the apology. Don't push for more." The air crackled. It was no longer about library noise. It was a clash of ideologies. Her fierce protectiveness of her space and her friends' peace versus his principled loyalty to his own. Kusum, sensing the rising tension, gently touched Anya's arm. "Anya, let's go. We found the books we needed." Anya held Gangesh's stare for a second longer, a silent challenge issued and accepted. A small, almost imperceptible smirk from Suman showed she enjoyed the dismantling.

Adyr, once a notorious serial killer, met a brutal end and welcomed death as the final judgment for his sins. But he awoke in a parallel Earth, where the rich alter their genes and superhumans are the norm. Believing some unknown force had given him a second chance, Adyr buried the monster within and chose a quiet, normal life. For eighteen years, he lived in poverty with his family, suppressing his urges and forcing himself to be human. Until the day he entered a new VRMMORPG. A game that doesn’t just alter virtual stats but mutates real genes and pushes players toward evolution. While every player chose from four known Paths, Adyr was given a fifth. One that no one had seen before. And with each evolution, the bloodlust he had buried returned, turning him back into the villain he once was. The kind that made even gods afraid to speak his name. *** Follow me on Instagram for character illustrations. Instagram: goldenlineagenovel ***

In the blood-soaked Kingdom of Morvath, Ciro is not just a fool in a cap—he is a monster painted in motley. Known as the man death refuses to touch, he slaughters the Tyrant King's enemies with a smile, his laughter echoing over piles of corpses. He fears nothing. He feels nothing. Until he meets Her. Princess Elara is the only light in his abyss. Their love is a secret bloom in a garden of rot, hidden within the cold palace walls. But when King Valerius discovers their affection, he does not offer Ciro the mercy of execution. Instead, the King devises a punishment far worse than death. He forces the Jester to attend the royal wedding. Standing guard at the altar, Ciro must watch the only woman he ever loved say "I do" to a foreign prince. No chains hold him back—only the threat against her life. As the vows are spoken, the monster inside him doesn't rage. It simply dies. Now, the Jester still walks, still kills, and still smiles. But everyone who looks into his hollow, dead eyes knows the terrifying truth: "Some deaths happen without a grave." [WARNING] This novel is a Dark Fantasy containing elements of Extreme Gore, Psychological Tragedy, and Anti-Hero themes. The story explores the complete destruction of a man's soul. There are no fairytales here. Read at your own risk.

“…Asher…” His breathing was uneven, a clear tremor in his voice. A thought surfaced too suddenly, and he barely managed to stop himself before it slipped out “You only want my body, don’t you?” Asher paused for a moment, his gaze calm and unflinching. “Yes.” His throat tightened. “Then why do you..." He stopped halfway through the sentence, only then realizing this wasn’t a question meant for Asher. It was for himself When you know perfectly well he doesn’t feel anything for you. When you’re fully aware this closeness is nothing but desire. Then why.. Why do you still want to like him?

Betrayed and murdered by his closest friend, Halo thought death was his final punishment, until he woke inside Damnation of the Gods, a brutal game he’d barely played. This world is rotting with Sinners and monsters wear human skin. And the so-called hero? His holy crusade will only finish what the gods started, the world’s destruction. Armed with the knowledge of the game’s true ending, Halo must hunt the hero before destiny collapses again. But can a damned soul defy fate without losing what’s left of his humanity? This isn’t a game anymore. It’s his second death waiting to happen. — WARNING: THIS NOVEL MIGHT CONTAIN DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE AND SCENES THAT MAY BE UPSETTING FOR SOME READERS.

https://discord.gg/rz8nuJZpAW WARNING - Mature Content (18+) Lin Feng had reached the peak of the cultivation realm, but even that realm didn't guarantee him true Immortality. Only few cultivators can achieve Immortality due to restriction by heavens, those who are capable can become true Immortals, unbound by lifespan. But not all paths were closed for him, he decided to walk the path again and this time he has a way to obtain one of the top physique’s , Pure Yang Physique. He decided to walk the path of Dual Cultivation to attain Dao of Chaos, the strongest Dao in the whole universe. ___________________________ IMPORTANT POINTS :- No NTR , No Yuri, but there is MASTER-DISCIPLE relationship.... It's Dual Cultivation Novel so expect smut , but it is not the main theme, it will be just part of it. Also, not everyone will be part of harem, unless it develops into genuine love. About 10 harem members.. ___________________________

A Dark Romance Book. (Indian Mafia Romance, Arranged Marriage, Lawyer x Mafia, Love story, Green flag man and more..) Kavya Joshi, 23 is a law student tied with none other than the most dangerous mafia Kabir Singh Oberoi. Kavya is a believer of justice and Kabir knows only about the world he can control. A man who never bows to anyone Until her.. Kavya doesn't know he is a Mafia- the one she hates to the core. And Kabir doesn't know she is the daughter of his parents murdered. Now when the fate collides. They get into an arranged marriage and explores their desire. What will happen next when the truth breaks? To know dive into the story.

I lost my memory, and the only thing I know is that something inside me keeps pulling me toward that girl. The first time I saw her, it felt like reuniting with a lover I’d been separated from for a thousand years. The first time I touched her, some sealed, primitive instinct in my body was ripped open. I didn’t understand anything— not until the war truly began. She isn’t human. She’s the last bloodline of the elves, the one both humans and the undead are fighting to claim. And I— I’m the vampire who lost her with my own hands a thousand years ago. I forgot her. But I’m still drawn to her. She becomes the prey… and the eye of the storm. With the frontline closing in from both humans and the undead, there’s only one thing left for me to do— take her back, no matter the cost. “If being with you means standing against the world… then I’ll just destroy the world.”

Jing Yuan time-traveled. He woke up in a parallel-world version of the Xianzhou Alliance, inhabiting the body of the youngest son of the Jing family in Tianyuan City, one of the major cities under the Alliance’s jurisdiction. But soon after arriving, he realized something was wrong. He possessed two perspectives. Meanwhile, in Yunqi City, a young couple welcomed their first child, a girl named Gu Xiao. In this world, students have the opportunity to awaken a Profession during their final year of high school, a system unique to this alternate Xianzhou. And on the day Jing Yuan and Gu Xiao awakened, both of them received a Profession with a name they knew far too well. Heavenly General. A title that should not belong to this world, yet it aligned perfectly with two familiar existences from another lifetime. Jing Yuan and Fei Xiao.

Takahashi Kuro, a young man facing a terminal illness, receives a second chance at life in a world he once loved — the world of Naruto. Reincarnated as Nara Kuro with the powers of Ryomen Sukuna, he must navigate the Hidden Leaf Village, master his abilities, and survive the looming conflicts that threaten the ninja world. With deadly enemies, powerful allies, and the mysteries of his new life, will Kuro carve his destiny as a shinobi… or be consumed by his own power?

Sixteen-year-old Sora Knight has it all: looks, skill, charm, and a blade sharper than his wit. But a semi-failed assassination shows him a future only he can see. "What's happening to me?" He asks himself, not knowing that from here on, there's no turning back. The legendary servants of chaos return after 600 years, reacting to Sora himself. Death grants him endless resurrection, and Fate walks beside him, guiding his every move. Secrets older than the world itself threaten everything he loves. And Sora must challenge Fate, even as Fate itself stands by his side.

Kenji Tanaka is an eighteen-year-old failure, cursed with the humiliating D-Rank ability, Scrapsmith—the power to utilize only useless, residual magic. After a near-fatal dungeon accident, he absorbs a volatile High-Rank Scrap, unlocking a hidden **[Rank Up Path]** that allows him to forge permanent, powerful skills from junk remnants. Kenji must relentlessly grind the system to climb the ranks, earning the respect of the elite Frost Weaver, Elara, and battling rivals like Damon. His journey reveals the dark truth that the entire power System is a prison controlled by The Operator, forcing Kenji to master his unique power and become the *Catalyst* destined to rewrite the world's magical laws.

This is a fan translation of 东京偷心贼的日常. The original author is 七月雨季. Please support them! === Persona 5 × Bocchi the Rock! × BanG Dream! MyGO!!!!! × Girls Band Cry It’s been a few years since Asakura Rinto crossed over to Tokyo and began using his heart-stealing powers to punish the wicked and uphold justice. But lately, he’s been feeling more and more alone. On the recommendation of a certain girl from Kumamoto Prefecture—who insists on remaining anonymous, but whose name just happens to be Ijichi Nijika—he gets hooked on girl bands and decides to return to Tokyo for a fresh start. Living with Momoka, taking Yamada Ryō as his master, working part-time alongside Togawa Sakiko… And then there are the twin sisters, Yoshizawa Kasumi and Yoshizawa Sumire, whom he happened to save by chance—now enthusiastically chasing after him. It’s starting to look like he might actually get to live the Tokyo playboy life of his dreams. But the injustice and oppression he sees still hang heavily over these girls striving so hard toward their dreams. “Alright, fine, cards on the table. I just can’t stand seeing them suffer. I want to play favorites and help them. What are you gonna do about it?” This is the story of a max-level retired Phantom Thief lending a hand to girls chasing their dreams—and maybe saving the world along the way.