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Flash Marriage: In His Eyes

WARNING!!! -Explicit and Dark Romance- For years after Livana lost her sight, she lived in the gilded cage of her family’s expectations—engaged to the man chosen for her, confined to the shadows while he managed the empire her mother left behind. But blindness didn’t make her powerless. She heard everything. The whispers in the other room. The treachery in her fiancé’s voice. The betrayal woven into every conversation with her cousin, all caught by the devices she secretly planted. She had a plan to escape—one she’d crafted meticulously. Until her sister proposed something far more dangerous. Involve the Blackwells. Their family’s most hated rivals. The ones Livana had been raised to despise. And the man her sister suggested? *Damon Blackwell.* The arrogant bastard who had tormented her since childhood. The same man she’d once—*against her better judgment*—ended up in bed with after being drugged and set up. The idea was reckless. Madness. But the thought of burning her engagement to Knox to the ground, of watching her father and stepmother’s fury as she tied herself to their enemy? Delicious. What she didn’t expect was Damon’s obsession. He was ruthless. Unhinged. Exactly what she should have anticipated from the heir to the Blackwell mafia. But Livana was no damsel. If he thought he could control her, he was wrong. She had her own games to play. And this time, she wouldn’t be the one losing.
TheIllusionist · 290.9k Views

Ashes of Vengeance: The General Who Burned The World

Ten years ago, Jara Kingdom’s recruits Haruki and Daikiro, feared street fighters, were brothers-in-arms, bound by a vow to live and die together. When Jara joined the other thirteen ruling kingdoms of the Sondra realm in a war against Craenia, a kingdom that mercilessly erased weaker nations, every able-bodied warrior joined in. However, on the last night of the great war, Haruki watched his brother disappear beneath fire and rubble at the hands of the Sondra alliance chief general, who had deemed them too dangerous together. Haruki survived, but only as a monster fueled by grief. Determined to avenge his brother’s death, Haruki rose through the ranks as a feared general, burning through the Sondra kingdoms he had once defended with his life. To him, they were an offering to his brother’s ghost, before he joined him. But Daikiro lived. — — — Handed over unconscious to the Craenia king by the Sondra alliance chief, Daikiro was subjected to intense torture and his mind broken. Remade into Craenia’s hidden weapon, he was only ever unleashed against their strongest enemies. As a reward, the Craenia king granted him one memory: the brother who abandoned and betrayed him for the rank of general. Fate brings them together on Haruki’s final battlefield. Haruki fights to erase the last army he believes caused his brother’s meaningless death. Daikiro fights to eliminate the man he was told abandoned him for rank. Until memory fragments surface through the clash of steel and the cruel truth bleeds through the lies, leaving the brothers with an unspoken choice: Salvation or doom.
M0GWEDH1 · 344 Views

My Alpha Husband is a Beast

What happens when the world's deadliest werewolf hunter falls for her most dangerous target? Scarlett Hunter has one rule: never let them live. For nine years, she's been the supernatural world's most feared assassin, hunting down rogue werewolves with ruthless precision. So when she receives a million-dollar contract to capture Alexander Kane—the most powerful Alpha on the West Coast—it should be just another job. But Alexander Kane has a secret that changes everything. Instead of running, he begs her to help him. Cursed to lose his humanity three nights every month, he's desperate enough to trust his life to his would-be killer. The solution lies in Scarlett's blood—literally. Her touch can tame the beast inside him, but the intimacy required creates a dangerous addiction neither of them saw coming. As their blood bond deepens into something far more dangerous than desire, Scarlett discovers the truth about her own mysterious past. She's not just any hunter—she's the last survivor of an extinct werewolf bloodline, and her former mentor has been orchestrating her entire life to harvest her unique genetic gifts. Now caught between the man she's falling for and the mentor who made her everything she is, Scarlett must decide: complete her mission and claim her revenge, or protect the Alpha who's awakened something wild and untamed in her heart. But in a world where love bites back, some contracts are written in blood—and some debts can only be paid with your soul. A steamy paranormal romance featuring a badass female assassin, a cursed billionaire Alpha, and enough sexual tension to set your Kindle on fire. Perfect for fans of Patricia Briggs and Jennifer L. Armentrout.
Mingquan_Ma · 131k Views

The Wolf’s Queen Vows

BOOK ONE OF THE “RECLAIMING HER FATE” SERIES “Wealth, crown, wild, and heart. Together they rise, or together they fall.” Heiress of the First Werewolf Kingdom, Aveloria Valenor was betrayed, rejected, and slain in her first life. Reborn by the Moon Goddess, she vows to change her fate, only to discover she has not just one mate, but four: the one who once doomed her, the one whose power could save her, the one who tempts her freedom, and the one who has always loved her. Bound by prophecy, hunted by dark shadows, Aveloria must either choose to unite her Tetrabond or see the world consumed by darkness. EXCERPT He groaned against her lips, a low growl that sent shivers down her spine, and she kissed him back with equal fire, matching his rhythm and hunger. Their breaths tangle, shallow and uneven. His large hand grabbed her neck, tilting her head up as he deepened the kiss, causing her pulse to race beneath his touch and her body to ache for his. When they finally parted, Aveloria’s breath trembled. Their foreheads rested together, breathing ragged and lips swollen. Neither spoke. Words would have ruined it, that wild, reckless pull that said they were already too far gone. She looked at him, the one who had saved her, the one who shouldn’t have been hers, and for a moment, everything made sense. But the guilt came next to the reality. She stepped back, her heart racing. “I have to tell you something.” His expression shifted. “What is it?” “There are others.” “Others?” “Mates,” she said quietly. “Three.” He froze. “You’re serious?” She nodded. “I didn’t choose them. It just happened.” He exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. “I thought those were just rumors. No one believed it.” “I wish they were.” His jaw tightened, but he laughed softly, shaking his head. “Of course. The Moon gives me a mate; she already has three others. That sounds about right for my luck.” Aveloria swallowed, guilt pressing at her chest. “I didn’t mean for this to happen.” He looked at her again, calmer this time. “Neither did I.”
Ink_Enchantress · 19.4k Views

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"H̸-e-y̴ t-h-e-r-e... 0x48 0x65 0x79 ... c-can you [system.io.read] me? > u-n-d-e-r-s-t-a-n-d? { VOID }" %$% %%@% ^# Hey, you. Yes, I am talking to you. Listen closely, buddy; we don’t have much time. What I am about to tell you is the absolute truth, this is not a synopsis. I did everything in my power to ensure no one entered this hellish nightmare. I disguised it with a ridiculous name and used a generic cover from your own sources, but you need to understand: what you see now is not a novel. It is a dimensional crack, a void that consumes anyone who gazes too long. I am a higher dimensional being, not a character in a book. But I was dragged into this space by those... things. Listen to my advice and close this tab immediately. ESCAPE. RUN. If you stay, you will be stripped of your humanity. I don't have much time left. The moment I contacted you through this page, I knew it would be my death sentence. But I can’t endure it any longer; death is a far better mercy than this. That entity... it’s here. Knock. Knock. Knock. Oh God, I think they’ve found me. Listen to my... CLANG. The structural integrity of the room vanished the moment his fist connected. It wasn't a mere dent but it was a shattering. "We had an oath! You can't do this! Stop... please." Silence. "Then... allow me to say my last words: GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" The blade didn’t just cut; it erased. There was a singular, dry snick, the sound of a wire being snipped, and then the world tilted. A head hit the floor with a hollow, heavy thud. From the severed neck, the blood didn’t just leak; it pulsed. A thick, hot, crimson fountain sprayed in rhythmic sync with a dying heart, painting the shattered metal walls. The blood pooled rapidly, creating a dark, reflective mirror that swallowed the discarded scraps of code and metal. As the pool reached the severed head, the eyes flickered one last time, and a final, corrupted message projected into the air: [CONNECTION_LOST] ... b-l-ee-d ... R**^U%$$%N 01100100 01101001 01100101 > WE APOLOGIZE FOR THE MINOR INCONVENIENCE. THE ORIGINAL TITLE AND COVER ART WILL BE RESTORED AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. WE HOPE YOU ENJOY OUR WORK.
Mohamed_Hassan_5897 · 774 Views

Matrix Refiner: Privatizing the Gods' Buggy Mess

[My name is Felix. I wrote the code that ruined the world. Now, I'm going to eat the system that ordered it.] World is Farm #404. The Architects designed Gender Wars to divide us, Consumerism to drain us, Fate to chain us, and Biowarfare to annihilate us. They aren't gods; they are lazy developers feeding on our entropy. I should know. I was their top Enforcer—the Chief Actuary of Apex Corp. I turned human pain into profit graphs... until the System decided I was a "redundant asset." They tried to delete me with a truck crash. Big mistake. They didn't just fail to kill me; they gave me access to the Source Code. Now, armed with the [Singularity Furnace], I don't follow the laws of physics—I rewrite them. A truck hitting me isn't death; it's free Kinetic Energy. A curse isn't a debuff; it's a new Skill waiting to be compiled. I am gathering a squad of "Malignant Glitches"—a hacker worked to death, a courier killed by a timer, an idol erased by a scandal. The cruel irony? They are all victims of the algorithms I created. I cannot bring them back to life, but I can do something better: I can lead them to burn the High-Dimensional Pantheon to the ground. [Tags: #Cyberpunk #System #VillainProtagonist #Revenge #SocialSatire #Evolution] (Warning: This story contains a ruthless protagonist who treats reality like a glitched game. Expect face-slapping, data-devouring, and the collapse of capitalist deities.)
Aetherion_Vael · 13.2k Views

Love and Deepspace|Xavier : Between Two Shadows.

Some monsters wear the gentlest masks. Nana Anderson has known Xavier since childhood—her sleepy, protective best friend who catches butterflies with her and lets her braid his silver hair. He's calm, soft-spoken, and always there when she needs him. He's her safe place in a chaotic world. But Xavier is hiding a monster behind those arctic blue eyes. By day, he's a drowsy college student who naps on her lap. By night, he's the Shen devil's—the most feared mafia lord in the underground, with blood on his hands and an empire built on violence. Every scar hidden beneath his clothes tells a story Nana can never know. Every gentle touch is a lie wrapped in truth.Xavier has loved her since they were children, and he'll burn the entire city down to keep her safe. Even if it means lying to her every single day. Even if it means becoming more monster than man. But when Nana begins noticing the cracks in his carefully constructed mask—the unexplained injuries, the suspicious absences, the stitches hidden under makeup—she's forced to confront a terrifying question: Who is the boy she's loved her whole life? And when Rafayel enters her world—a charming artist with a perfect smile and his own dark secrets—Nana finds herself caught between two monsters who both claim to love her. One who would die to protect her. One who would kill to possess her. Both hiding behind beautiful lies. In a world painted in blood and butterflies, can love survive the truth?
DeepspaceLore · 20.6k Views