revenge

[ MATURE CONTENT] ( Emotional and high stake scenes) Four years ago, Evelyn Ashford made a mistake that would haunt her forever. As a trusted FBI agent, she mishandled the investigation of Adams Hayes, an accused man who was innocent. He came to her with evidence proving his innocence, but before she could act, he died by suicide. In despair and fearing the consequences, Evelyn destroyed the evidence and buried the secret, choosing to protect her career and reputation over justice. Since then, every award, every press celebration, every compliment has been a reminder of the life she failed to save — yet she wears a flawless, carefully crafted smile. Now, her next assignment brings her face-to-face with Silas Montclair, a powerful, enigmatic mafia heir suspected of financial crimes. Silas isn’t just a target — he is the only man who knows her darkest secret. He doesn’t just threaten her career; he threatens her very soul. To survive, Evelyn must obey his rules, hide every trace of his illicit dealings, and endure a contract that binds her success to his control. Every smile she wears hides the trembling heart beneath; every move is a careful negotiation between power and survival. As she navigates this treacherous world of high-stakes crime, blackmail, and corporate domination, something unexpected happens: attraction sparks in the shadows of danger, and trust becomes as dangerous as deceit. When the past resurfaces — the real culprit behind Adams Hayes’s death is finally revealed — Evelyn and Silas must confront secrets, lies, and truths that could destroy them both. In a world where wealth dazzles, power seduces, and secrets can kill, Evelyn must choose: protect herself and live in fear, or confront the darkness and risk everything for love, justice, and redemption. A story of ambition, guilt, forbidden desire, and relentless suspense — welcome to Splendid Melancholy.

Alternative Tittle: The Second Male Lead’s POV (in an Otome World) ────────────────────────── Starting a forbidden relationship with the duke’s daughter was the most reckless thing Lucian had ever done in his life. Up until now, his only risks were hunting rare saplings from dangerous places. Now, he was breaking the nobles’ rules. And it backfired, horribly. Not once, not twice, not thrice but multiple times. He almost died once, lost a few friends, fled his homeland, and then almost died again, but here he was, not really learning. "So dumb," the devil voice in his head whispered in disdain, "How more idiotic can you get?" "As far as idiocy goes deep," Lucian answered, accepting the new path of his life, "And it goes deep. And wide." Goal: get wealthy and powerful enough to afford more idiocy Current arsenal: blood, sweat, tears, and pure wits Start point: gardener End point: unknown ────────────────────────── Trigger warnings: ROMANCE, Lovers to Enemies to ???, toxic love, conscious grooming, unreliable narration, trauma, self-aware hypocrisy, narcissism, superior complex, emotional manipulation, psychological abuse, explicit content THE CHARACTERS DO NOT BEGIN AS YANDERE. THEY ARE PEOPLE FIRST, STEREOTYPES SECOND. TAGS: #twistedMC #manipulativeMC #YANDERExYANDERE #NO-NTR #loyalMC #loyalFL #insaneFL #evilFL #forbidden-love #you-can't-f‎ix-her-FL #nobility #fantasy #pirates #secret-organization-building #territorymanagement #obsessive-love #comedy #conspiracy #businessman #moneymaking #mystery #Adult #Mature #extra

Cossette Jonas thought marriage would save her. Instead, it killed her. On the day she wed Frost Thomas—the man she had loved in silence for years—she believed she was stepping into a fairytale. What she didn’t know was that behind his cold eyes and her stepmother Anika’s perfect smile, a trap had already been set. Frost never wanted her… he only wanted to secure her fortune and hand everything over to his true desire—his mistress. Betrayal cut deeper than vows, and Cossette’s happily-ever-after ended in blood. But fate gave her a second chance. Reborn before her doomed wedding, Cossette is no longer the naive bride. This time, she will smile at her enemies, play the perfect daughter, and wait for the right moment to strike. With her best friend Betha at her side and the dangerous, magnetic Ray entering her world, Cossette begins weaving a game of love, lies, and revenge. Anika wants her inheritance. Frost wants his mistress. But Cossette? She wants their downfall. And this time, the bride will not be the sacrifice—she’ll be the executioner.

"They call me a mistake. But to me, a world that treats suffering as 'efficiency' is the true error." Under the unchanging skies of Aeterna, millions live in a fabricated harmony. In this realm, every breath is an algorithm, every tear is a rendering glitch, and every death is merely the deletion of an obsolete file. To the High-Archon, order is everything. To the commoners, obedience is survival. Yet, in the darkest corner forgotten by the server’s light—Sector 13—lives Kai. As an Extractor, Kai spends his days scavenging through mounds of binary refuse, searching for residual memories to trade for a mere handful of stability. Slowly, this "error" learns that reality is but a thin veil masking an unimaginable rot. But truth demands a heavy price. When the Inquisition catches his scent and betrayal bleeds from those he once trusted, the lantern that had long protected him is extinguished in a pool of "data-blood." Bereft of a name, a home, and mercy, Kai begins his ascent from the trash heaps toward the apex of the digital pyramid. He will infiltrate, he will deceive, and he will betray reality itself. For to topple a god forged of logic, you do not need a blade... You only need one unstoppable Glitch.

The Spider wanted beauty, but they found a God of Death. Luo Ning woke up to a nightmare: the whistling wind, cold rain, and the screams of his clansmen as the Phantom Troupe gouged out their eyes. As a member of the Kurta Clan, he was supposed to be the prey, another "trophy" for the notorious criminal organization. But something shifted during his transmigration. Beneath his pale blonde hair, his eyes didn't just turn brilliant red—they awakened with a single tomoe. This is the Sharingan. In a world ruled by Nen, Luo Ning possesses a "Specialist" ability that defies all logic: the power to convert life energy into Chakra. While others struggle to master basic techniques, Luo Ning executes Ninjutsu with deadly precision. From the blood-stained forests where he first clashed with Uvogin to the soaring heights of Heaven’s Arena, Luo Ning’s path is one of relentless evolution. By fusing the Scarlet Eyes of his fallen kin into his own sockets, his power doubles with every pair. • One pair unlocked the Two-Tomoe Sharingan and C-rank techniques like the Great Fireball Jutsu. • Two pairs granted him the strength to face a Troupe member head-on and use B-rank techniques like the Shadow Clone and Fire Dragon Flame Bullet. • The next goal? The Mangekyō Sharingan and the absolute suppression of the Spider. Guided by the prophetic quatrains of Neon Nostrade and supported by a top-tier manager who can "lease" him massive amounts of aura, Luo Ning is no longer running. With the Eight Inner Gates as his secret trump card and Kurapika as his strategist, he will reclaim every stolen eye and make the Troupe pay in blood. "The Phantom Troupe thinks they are the hunters? I’ll show them what happens when a Ninja enters the game."

Sylteena Benedict never asked to be cursed, desired, or chosen by divine decree. But destiny doesn’t care. One moment she’s a nobody — the next she’s tied to Crown Prince Anthony, the man known for breaking spirits, not loving them. But even he isn’t the greatest danger she faces. In the shadowed forest lies a Beast who feels far too human… and far too drawn to her. He whispers truths the palace buries, awakens feelings she shouldn’t have, and forces her to question everything — including her marriage. Two worlds want her. Two hearts claim her. Only one truth will save her.

Paul Atreides was never meant to escape fate. The jihad. The throne. The blood written across the stars. All of it was inevitable. Until something changed. A modern mind awakens in Paul’s body before the fall of House Atreides. Armed with knowledge of the future, he intends to survive the trap of Arrakis… and break the path that leads to holy war. But destiny does not fracture quietly. The future begins to blur. Prescience falters. And something ancient, older than the Imperium itself, has taken interest. In a universe ruled by prophecy, politics, and power, one question remains: Can fate be broken… without becoming the monster history demands?

In the era of the Old World, there walked women who did not merely cast magic, but breathed life into the world. They were the weavers of Black Magic, more commonly known as Witches. For thousands of years, the earth has been barren of them. For a Witch is not born, she is wrought. The scholars of the Old World claimed three conditions unlock this forbidden power: First, there must be the Drowning of the Heart. The woman must be pushed past the breaking point of human sorrow. Grief must become the water that drowns her humanity. Second, there must be the Sharpening of the Will. Hate must become the steel of her spine. She must choose not to weep, but to burn. Third, and most rare, there must be the Anchor of the Beast. A Witch without a tether is but a storm that consumes itself. She requires a devotion that rivals her own: a dragon who would trade his divinity to stand in the shadow of her thorns. When these three tides collide, the Mage dies, and the Witch awakens. It is said that when the Witch returns, the mountains will breathe again. The dead woods will scream, and the kingdoms of men will be reclaimed by a garden that never sleeps.

[MATURE CONTENT] Eighteen years ago, blood stained the halls of the Full Moon Gala. The Vampires came slaughtering nearly every wolf shifter at the gala, including the visiting royal family. Blood drenched the earth, and when the carnage ended. Prince Ambrose, soaked in the screams of his people, he rose from the ashes with a single vow: Blood for blood. Eighteen years later, Ambrose is now Alpha King, ruthless, unyielding, and revered by his pack. But his thirst for vengeance never dulled. His target? Princess Odette. Odette isn’t a delicate doll. She’s fire wrapped in silk. Born of power, and unafraid to destroy. Raised by the very monsters that broke him. Ambrose wants to break her. But this princess doesn't break easily. Captured. Kidnapped. Claimed. The girl he wanted to destroy becomes the woman he can’t stop watching. Touching. Needing. Their bond is dangerous. Twisted. Forbidden. Can love be born of vengeance? What if a terrifying and dangerous threat rises from the shadows? Can a millennia long blood feud be overcome or will they destroy themselves before the enemy even has a chance? Ex: “I missed how you talked back. I can smell the fire burning inside you. Your arousal. It’s strong. Now be a good girl and lie still.” He requested with what sounded like a polite tone but was really just a cover for his sick twisted thrill. “You don’t smell shit from me.” I was getting angry. I know he probably has armed my collar again or I’d throw him across the room and untie myself, give him a piece of my mind. But another part of me. Some twisted sick masochist piece of me wanted to find out how the game was played. He quickly closed the distance between us, reaching to tie the blindfold over me. The minute my vision darkened alarms rang in my head. Every sense was heightened. It was intense and overpowering. “Ever been touched here, by man?” I shook my heads no. He lifted his hand from my skin, and that’s when I realized I’d been holding my breath. He moved to my stomach. “How about here?” I shook my head no. He was driving me crazy, my skin was screaming for more, despite my better judgement, I also wanted more. His warm gentle touch sent a ripple of heat rolling down my back. I desperately wanted to know what yes would mean. My heart was thundering. The pit in my stomach became and ache between my legs. And then hot, soft lips crashed into mine, stealing my breath, it was anything but gentle. It was violent, all consuming, and possessive. Something twisted in me, I opened my mouth like a weak idiot and let him in. Let his tongue explore my mouth. I gave in completely surrendering to him. “You taste far better than I expected.” He sounded almost as breathless as me. I could hear his heart pounding just like mine. He touched my neck next. I nodded yes. Not just because it was true, but because I wanted it. I shouldn’t want it, but I did. Desperately. I wanted to feel the touch of his lips again. And my wish was granted. He bit into my neck softly first and started sucking and kissing on me. A moan escaped me, one I didn’t see coming. The bite at first hurt, but the sucking on my neck eased the pain, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. ***Updates come, but they're slow!***

Ashes of Legacy Synopsis: "Some deaths are merely the beginning of a new, far more dangerous game." Adrian Kyle was a master strategist and a cold-blooded politician who controlled the world from the shadows. He thought his story had ended in a flash of fire, but fate had other plans. He finds himself reborn in a world governed by magic and might, in the body of a young boy named Grenfort Kael. In this new realm, magic is a reality, and power is the only law. With the mind of a tactical genius, Kael seeks a peaceful life with his newfound family. However, in a world divided by vast empires, rivaling powerful clans, and unexplored continents, peace is a luxury that few can afford. As an unknown power begins to stir within him and shadows from a forgotten past emerge, Kael is thrust into the heart of a global conflict. Between political schemes and the clash of ancient bloodlines, he must use his strategic brilliance to protect those he loves while discovering the truth of his own existence. When a strategic mastermind meets a world of magic, a legend is born.

Kidnapped at sixteen and returned to a life wrapped in wealth and surveillance, she grows up protected to the point of suffocation. At twenty-one, she is allowed freedom only in carefully measured doses like running a small publishing House, controlled outings, and two bodyguards who never leave her side. Sleep is fragile. Peace is temporary. When a panic-driven mistake brings her into the orbit of Alaric Voss, a man who thrives on control and silence, nothing about him resembles safety. He does not offer comfort. He does not explain. He does not soften. Alaric trains private security personnel for his fathers private security company and lives by rules that leave no room for emotion. When Alana asks him to teach her how to defend herself, he agrees under conditions as cold as his gaze: be early, be disciplined, or walk away. As her training sharpens her body, it also exposes truths neither of them are willing to name. Outside the dojo, a powerful figure from her past resurfaces, a man who believes ownership can be claimed, and that some debts are inherited. Caught between protection that cages her and strength that demands everything, Alana must decide whether learning to fight is enough or if reclaiming herself will cost more than she is ready to give. This is not a love story about rescue. Its about war in corporate society. war in love It is about restraint. trauma. healing. vicious circles that are deadly. About fear. A story of when a man who does not bend under any pressure meets what he hates. Definition of weakness. Yet he can't turn away. He fights his own demons daily without submitting and in his word fragility had no space. Yet he can't look away from the very picture of what he despises

For centuries the Twelve Great Clans have ruled over the Physical and Astral realms, their bloodlines blessed by the Pantheons they serve. Among them, the Solaris Clan stood at the pinnacle... Until betrayal tore their legacy apart. Cyrus the last heir of the Solaris Clan is on the run with his father, seeking sanctuary in another country as they try and escape the grasp of a shadow organization who wants to rid the world of the Twelve Great Clans. During the journey Cyrus is forced to undergo his Starbirth trail. A trail once passed, allows the person to connect with a given constellation. When Cyrus astral projects into the astral realm, he does not connect with his clan's constellation. He connects with a mysterious constellation with unknown power. Now blessed with unique power, Cyrus decides he wants to fight back and get revenge on the person who killed his mother and the rest of his clan. But after a reckless first encounter he quickly realizes he does not have the power to exact his revenge. So to get stronger Cyrus decides to become a Rift Runner. A profession where starbound are enlisted to protect the world from threats that come from outside the world of Valonara. In this cosmic fantasy follow Cyrus on his quest to become powerful enough to obtain revenge, while unlocking the secrets of the astral realm and the origin of his powers Volume 2 Return March 16th 2026 Current upload schedule Mon-Fri (1 Chapter a day) Discord: https://discord.gg/NhzJrJAW52 If you would like to support the series my Patreon is 20 chapters ahead of what is posted on Royal Road

In a mundane world, he suffered every cruelty humanity could offer. Betrayed, beaten, and left to die alone in hospital filth. As his heart stopped, a cold voice rang out: [ Emotion Harvest System activated. Any emotion directed at you or your creations becomes power. ] Fear. Hatred. Despair. Even worship. All fuel for monsters. First, he created a two-meter nightmare and slaughtered his enemies. Then he realized: killing one by one was too slow. So he created two sides of the same coin — the shining Hero who saved humanity… and the Demon Lord who invaded it. Now the world cheers for the Hero he controls by day, and screams in terror at the Demon he commands by night. Everything is his stage. Every emotion is his harvest. He isn’t here to destroy the world. He’s here to make it perform for him. [villain protagonist, manipulative protagonist, puppet master, ruthless protagonist]

After being bound by System 131, Xiang Kui started a journey of helping some female supporting roles to fulfill their ‘reasonable’ wishes in order to earn enough points to go back. First World: Beast world Side Characters  “Just because I'm not the heroine, does that mean I deserve to die?” Xiang Kui was a native in the beast world, the pampered cousin of the tribe’s chief. Just because the strongest warrior in the tribe brought in a strange woman, it meant that she have to be worse off? Not wanting to care about the heroine, she changed the beast world with her own hand without hesitation turning what the heroine values into scraps and things better than what she could make appeared. Second World: The True and False Daughter “Just because I'm not capable enough, does it mean I don't deserve to live?” Liang Kui harboured deep resentment when she found out the truth of the world. That her world is nothing more than a story for Xiang Hao Ya and her existence was used to make Xiang Hao Ya’s life better. It should have been hers, but Xiang Hao Ya was the one who played the pitiful, cross it out, her brother was the one who set off Xiang Hao Ya as the pitiful girl whose life has been taken away by her. In that case, she want nothing of the Liang Family and the Xiang Family. She will live a life far away from them, a peaceful and comfortable life while secretly making moves in secret. Third World: The Little Princess in the Apocalypse Jiang Kui was known as the pampered princess and in the world where other people become stronger, she was still the weak and willful person. Seeing that she was being used by the main leads to set themselves off and then thrown off, she decisively decided to part ways without hesitation. Fourth World: The Ghost Story in the Magic World … Xiang Kui vs System: Xiang Kui: See, I have successfully performed my role well! System: (gave even more difficult character to perform again and again) Xiang Kui: *send blades to the system* System: (looking at the more outrageous script under Xiang Kui’s hand and fell flat on the ground, not wanting to take a look even for another second) At some other time Xiang Kui: What’s with that Jun Lin? System: *looks away* Xiang Ku: *sneer* System: (saw the weapon that Xiang Kui took out, shocked, and directly cried) Wooo, I don’t want this host! Give me a soft, pretty, and easily manageable host… ah! The author silently look away from the massacre scenes on the back and pretend not to see anything. ... Note: the synopsis will be updated as I write more worlds :3 Join the discord to chat with the author and other readers: https://discord.gg/pBy2wGB ... Other novels: -Flowers Bloom from Battlefield [complete] - Under the Veil of Night [complete] - 7 Path of the Lilies [on long hiatus] - 1 Year of Beginning [complete] - Villain Lady [complete] - Science and Fantasy [complete] - 2 Years of Restarting [complete] - The Quiet Empress [complete] - The Villain's Little Cat [complete] - Astral Flower [complete] - Villain Princess [complete] - Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower [complete] - Runemaster in the Last Days [on going] - Truth and Lies Intertwined [on going] ... Follow me on IG: @sora100518

"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.

The world saw Aryav Singh as nothing more than a failure — fired three times, humiliated by society, and crushed by poverty. But his misery was never an accident. It was a carefully planned conspiracy. On a stormy night, Aryav discovers the truth: he is the sole heir to a powerful empire destroyed by the world’s most dangerous secret organization — The Shadow Order. When a man loses everything, he either breaks… or rises. Aryav chooses to rise. From zero to absolute power, this is the story of revenge, dominance, and the birth of a new empire.

"On one side is Rudra, a ruthless billionaire whose eyes burn with nothing but hatred and vengeance. On the other is a young woman whose cruel fate has bound her to him in a forced marriage. On their wedding night, instead of vows of love, Rudra lays down a terrifying condition that sends shivers down her spine. Will his fire of vengeance burn her to ashes, or can love ever bloom from the seeds of absolute hatred? A dangerous tale of obsession, revenge, and an inescapable bond."

Lauren, who traveled to the Marvel world, became the only heir of a top chaebol family. He thought he would reach the pinnacle of his life at the beginning, but he didn’t expect to get the script of Batman. His parents died tragically on the street at the beginning. Not only that, the complicated forces were staring at him, the big fat sheep, as if they wanted to eat him alive. Fortunately, at the critical moment, he bound the “Super Dimension Technology” system. And obtained the general combat robot technology of “NieR: Automata”, so it’s not too much to build a beautiful and durable 2B sister as a wife to protect himself at the beginning! Miss 2B: Any behavior that harms the Creator is not allowed, otherwise, die! Lauren: My wife is right! Miss 2B: Once you find that the Creator has any needs, you must go all out to meet them. Lauren: Wife, that’s right, but my waist hurts a little today, I want to sleep alone! Miss 2b: Don’t even think about it! --------------------------- Join my Patreon now to get instant access to the next chapters!

Zheng Qian, a military doctor, died in an explosion before she ever had the chance to fall in love. When she opened her eyes again, she had become the legitimate eldest daughter of the Marquis of Jing’an’s household. Everyone said: “The Second Miss has snow-white skin, breathtaking beauty, and legs for days. Compared to her, the Eldest Miss is dull and worthless.” A certain prince scoffed. “True beauty lies in bone and bearing. As for your taste? Everyone here is trash.”