lovetriangle

There are no women left in the werewolf world. At least, that's what the packs tell themselves. The world is ruled by wolves. And wolves have no queens. Female werewolves are extinct—erased by time, war, or something worse. No one dares to speak of them. No one remembers how they looked. No one *survived* them. Except her. Raised as a mistake. Hidden like a curse. She bound her chest in bloody cloth and learned to walk with a limp so they wouldn't see her hips. She spoke in growls and spit like the boys. She pissed in the dirt and pretended not to bleed. Her grandfather called her deformed. Said she was sick. A freak. Told her if the pack ever found out what she really was, they’d rip her to shreds. And she believed him. Until the night of her first shift—when her bones broke and reformed into something unmistakably *female*. Now, the secret she was told would kill her becomes the reason she's sold. Five alphas. Five monsters in human skin. Rulers of a vicious, dying pack. They've been waiting their entire lives for something like her. Something to fuck. Something to breed. Something to chain. Now exposed as the only living female werewolf, she is captured and sold like livestock—delivered to five ruthless alphas who rule by claw and blood. Five rivals who see her as salvation and property. A walking womb to breed a new generation. Their personal apocalypse in fragile flesh. But they made one mistake. They thought she was prey. But she is not fragile. She is fire. She is hunger. She is vengeance wrapped in curves and teeth. They want her on her knees. She’ll bring them to theirs. By the time their lust turns lethal and their unity rots into war, she’ll have made them hers—or burned them to the fucking ground. She’ll let them fight over her. She’ll let them touch, taste, even claim her. She’ll feed their obsession until it rots into madness. Then she’ll twist their lust into rage—and tear their precious pack apart from the inside. One kiss at a time. One betrayal at a time. One body at a time. She was born to be their ruin.

She signed a contract to save her mother’s life… but unknowingly sealed her fate. In a desperate bid to afford her mother’s surgery, Elena Hart signs a contract she doesn’t bother to read, until it’s too late. What she thought was a business agreement turns out to be a marriage contract with cold, calculating billionaire Alexander Reyes, a man who doesn’t believe in love… only business. Her mother lives, but Elena’s freedom dies. Trapped in a loveless arrangement, Elena begins to fall for the man she was never supposed to care about. But Alex has built walls around his heart that seem impossible to break. Then comes Nathan, Alex’s best friend, warm, affectionate, and everything Alex is not. Just as Elena starts questioning her emotions, a shocking secret about Nathan’s identity threatens to shatter everything. Meanwhile, Isabelle watches from the sidelines, quiet, observant, and harboring feelings she hides carefully. Her presence complicates the tangled web of love and loyalty in ways no one expects. As old flames rekindle and hidden truths emerge, Elena must navigate a world of passion, betrayal, and treacherous love.

Graduating without ever being noticed was Jujube’s plan from the start, and for the first two years , it worked. She kept her head down, stayed out of trouble, and lived quietly, believing that silence was safety. Everything unravels when she crosses paths with the most infamous man on campus. Rich, charming, and dangerously self absorbed, he is known for getting what he wants and never facing consequences. A single mistake on Jujube’s part, a police report she never thought would matter, drags him into a murder case from two years ago and puts her directly in his line of sight. Now she has a narcissist watching her every move, a detective obsessed with uncovering the truth, and a past she buried clawing its way back to the surface. As whispers spread across the small town and pressure closes in from all sides, Jujube’s quiet life slips further out of reach, forcing her to confront a truth she has spent years running from.

When Dawn Collins agreed to marry a stranger, it wasn’t for love—it was for survival. All she wanted was to keep her siblings safe, but fate threw her into the arms of Adam Manchester, a man whose heart still belonged to his wife in a coma. But just when Dawn melts the ice around Adam’s heart and finds herself falling for him… his wife wakes up. Now, torn between guilt, love, and betrayal, Dawn must fight not only for her place beside Adam but for the life she’s built—because some hearts refuse to let go, and some wounds refuse to heal.

Warning {Mature Content} Elaine has spent her life being the responsible one. The one who steps in when things are about to fall apart. So when her grandfather arranges a marriage for her younger cousin Ivy to Zane Whitmore a billionaire CEO with a dangerous reputation Elaine does what she has always done. She takes the burden on herself. What begins as a lie meant to protect Ivy quickly turns into a contract Elaine never meant to sign. Zane Whitmore is cold, controlled, and ruthless in both business and life. He doesn’t believe in love, only leverage. When he meets Elaine, he recognizes something he rarely encounters: a woman willing to stand her ground even when she’s afraid. Their agreement is simple. A marriage on paper. Mutual benefit. No emotions involved. As they are pulled deeper into each other’s lives, secrets begin to surface old betrayals, family conflicts, and a past that ties Zane to Elaine’s brother in ways no one is willing to talk about. The lines between obligation and desire blur, and what started as a sacrifice turns into something neither of them can control. In a world where power dictates everything and trust comes at a cost, Elaine must decide if she’s willing to gamble her heart on a man who could destroy her. A story of contract marriage, buried history, and a love born out of defiance rather than choice. (Mature content) Zane’s lips crush to mine, hungrily tasting my mouth and sucking my tongue into his. He moves lower, nipping at my neck, then my boobs, enveloping his lips around a pink nipple. I sigh in pleasure, my hands sliding into his hair and gripping hard as he bites down and then slips his mouth lower. And lower…….. My eyes fly open as he shoves my dress up to my waist and pulls my panties to the side. Suddenly, his mouth dives between my thighs, and when I feel his tongue drag up my slit, it’s like an electrical shock and my eyes roll back behind my head. Holy! FUCK!!.

He was straight. Even after dying and waking up as the protagonist in his sister’s BL web novel. He was straight. Even with all the male leads practically throwing themselves at his feet. He was straight. Even when his heart inexplicably skipped a beat during romantic moments with one of them. He was straight. Even now... when he could somehow get pregnant. He was straight. There was no denying it. HE. WAS. STRAIGHT! "So, can someone please help me get out of this goddamn novel already?!" [Warning: 18+ content and there will be some themes of non-consent, mentions of abuse and suicide.]

Her mother died giving birth to her, and her father's family didn't want her because she was a bastard child. Her uncle's family raised her only to get the inheritance her mother had left for her, while the man she loved chose another woman over her. She was always the unwanted one. ............... By sacrificing everything she had for her freedom, Coral Stone moves to a new city to start a new life. However, she is naive to believe that she has escaped her misfortunes. She now has new problems to deal with in her new place. The biggest of these is her boss's strange obsession with her. The situation becomes worse when people from her past appear in front of her, resolved to make her life even more difficult. Will she succumb to the challenges that life throws at her, or will she overcome them? Will she ever find someone who wants her and live happily ever after?

What happens when two rivals in their own right are forced to be in the same space? Edmund Alistair, proud heir to the legendary Alistair Entertainment Group, is forced by his father into a position where he’s to be under the supervision of the cold, notorious and disgustingly handsome CEO billionaire, Asher Asbourne. Asher Asbourne, known for disliking company and people in general, initially disagreeing, has no other choice than to accept the offer when he secretly discovers a dirty truth about his father which could put the family business on the verge of collapse. When their two personalities clash, it leaves him questioning everything about the control and composure he has learnt his whole life. And as more time passes in each others company, the lines between rivalry and chemistry start to blur. Asher commits to not exploring those lines no matter how much his control slips. But when a new interest is introduced in the picture, he finds himself craving his black haired demon even more. Will Asher sacrifice his father’s honor for a few moments of pure lust? And will Edmund go the extra mile to make sure he quenches his raging madness for passion and ownership? There’s only one way to find out…..

What do you do when you're at a concert, dancing and trying to forget a colleague you've had a crush on, then suddenly a stranger grabs you from behind, and fucks you till you're too weak to stand? Yeah, that's my situation right now. Crushing on the handsome Alex - who, by the way, doesn’t know I exist - has made me make VERY crazy life decisions, including seeking the help of an arrogant love doctor, and disguising myself as a man just to work with him in his new company. And now, the same stranger from the concert, shows up behind me whenever, and makes me feel things I shouldn’t feel - utterly dangerous and forbidden things until I now crave him. Did I also mention that I hate my new boss? Yeah, Maxwell Wellington is just so annoying, infuriating and insufferable, and it seems the feeling is mutual cause he hates me too.

"You should forget about me, Kay, because Razel and I are expecting a child," Nadia said with a trembling voice. "Forget about you? That's impossible, Nad, and are you sure the baby is Razel's? What if it's mine?" Kayrav Langit Vianra said firmly. Nadia Namira and Razel Aditamana's married life seemed harmonious, but after the arrival of someone from Nadia's past—who was also her first love—everything changed. Nadia had an accidental one-night stand with Kayrav, and her pregnancy complicated matters in her marriage, especially with the question of whose baby Nadia was actually carrying? Razel's baby—Nadia's lawful husband—or Kayrav's baby, who had also had a one-night stand with her?

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“Let me go Henry,” I said coldly. “I am not yours, not anymore.” Henry scoffed. “You will always be mine. I was your first mate.” “And yet you rejected me. I don’t need you anymore, I have-” “Who do you have, Nyssa? Him?” He laughed humorlessly. “You don’t even know who he is.” Rowan growled, a low warning sound. “Shut the fuck up!” “Why?” Henry shot back. “Tell her what you’re hiding, Rowan, let’s see if she still loves you after.” ********************* Nyssa was once the beloved of the pack—the Beta’s daughter, mated to the Alpha. But once her parents died, and she was unable to shift, her life began to crumble until she was finally rejected by her mate, Henry. It was hard enough that he left her for her best friend, but as the Beta’s daughter, she was forced to remain with him until an attack leaves their pack vulnerable and they have to seek help for the lycans. What was meant to be a diplomatic trip turned into chaos when Nyssa realizes she is mated to Rowan—the lycan king. Lycans and wolves don’t get along, and there is a lot of history between the three of them. To Nyssa, the angel she doesn’t know is better than the devil she knows, But what happens when that angel is just another devil in disguise? After all, Rowan is hiding some dark secrets of his own, the kind that threatens their already fragile bond. Would she be able to handle the pressure? Or will she go back to Henry who may have never gotten over her in the first place?

From overworked corporate slave to… the fat niece of a future villain? At twenty-three, my life ended in the most ironic way possible—drowning in a lake while reading an online romance novel. When I woke up, I wasn’t just alive—I was inside that very novel. And worse, not as the princess or the healer or even the tragic maid. No. I woke up as Seraphine Agro, the silver-haired, chubby niece of the story’s main villain, Duke Tayler Agro—the man who would one day summon a famine, experiment on peasants, and get publicly executed. Awesome. Now I’m stuck in a half-collapsed mansion with stale soup, a broken “Duke” father who’s too kind for his own good, and an entire kingdom collapsing into plague and hunger. And to make things worse, the hero of the story—the dangerously handsome knight Sir Alex Canva—is on his way to inspect our lands. I know the plot. I know who dies. And I’m not planning to go quietly. Armed with sarcasm, stubbornness, and a questionable diet, I’m rewriting destiny—one disastrous choice at a time.

His grip was tightening, possessive, and she could feel the outline of his cock through his slacks, hard and unmissable. " Sebastian my husband can't find out about us" elena says as she moans to Sebastian's cock riming her wet pussy. In the glittering world of high-stakes luxury real estate, Sebastian Vale, the ruthless 39-year-old CEO of Vale International, rules with an iron fist and a heart armored against vulnerability. Accustomed to commanding empires and desires alike, he lives by a strict code: no married women. That is, until Elena Hart, his sharp-witted 27-year-old executive secretary, enters his orbit. Newly wed to the kind but predictable architect Marcus Hart, Elena is a disciplined force of ambition and quiet intensity, craving the recognition her safe marriage lacks. What begins as professional tension ignites into a forbidden obsession, with Sebastian's unyielding control clashing against Elena's moral resolve. As stolen glances turn to charged encounters, Elena plays hard to get, knowing surrender means unraveling her loyalties. In a fast-paced whirlwind of power plays, guilt-ridden temptations, and escalating desire, their affair threatens to dismantle empires and hearts alike. This billionaire romance explores the razor edge between loyalty and passion, where control battles obsession in a dance that could destroy them both—or set them free.

“I want a divorce,” Nathaniel said with no emotions. I was shocked at how callus he could be. I didn’t get a chance to tell him about my pregnancy. After five years of marriage, I still couldn't warm his heart. I understood I would never be able to replace my sister in his heart. “Fine. Let’s divorce then.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I, Zara Moore, married my brother-in-law to fulfil my dying sister’s last wish. I poured my heart into this marriage, cared for him, and loved his son like my own, hoping that one day, he might return my feelings. It was only my wishful thought. I ended up being killed in my past life. Reborn, I could see the truth clearly. To him, I was a promise he made to his first love. Tired of being just an obligation, I decided to leave him and not tell him about the child in my womb. But with tearful eyes, he pleaded for one more chance. ~~~~~~~~~~~ “Don’t bring up divorce,” Nathaniel growled, his cold gaze fixed on me. “I am done with this emotionless marriage,” I retaliated. "What about the promise you made?" He hissed, squeezing my arm. I gritted my teeth. “I tried to warm your heart for five years, but I failed. I don’t want to keep doing this.” His expression changed, his eyes pleading. “Give me a chance. I’ll make up to you.” I stared at him, stunned. He clearly didn’t love me. Why was he unwilling to let me go? ~~~~~~~~~~ You can check my other books. Accidentally Married to Mr. Billionaire - Completed The Billionaire's Sick Wife - Completed Temptation of Billionaire's Secret Lover: A tale of love and revenge - Completed. The Contract Bride of Mr. Reid - completed. My Ex-Husband Begged Me to Take Him Back - completed Married To My Ex's Brother, Reborn Miraculously - Ongoing, daily updated

"You are not worthy to stand beside an Alpha King. I, Dante Silvercrest, reject you as my mate and Luna." The words echo across the sacred Moon Claiming ceremony as every wolf in the kingdom watches Elara Moonwyn—daughter of disgraced traitors—reach for a bond that will never be hers. Publicly humiliated, stripped of her dignity, Elara flees into the one place no wolf dares to enter: the Forbidden Veilwood, where rejected mates go to die and ancient magic devours the broken-hearted. But Elara doesn't die. She awakens something older than the Moon Goddess herself—a bloodline sealed away because it was too powerful, too dangerous, too divine. The mark on her skin is no longer the rejected mate brand. It's the Starborn Sigil, proof that she descends from the first children of the cosmos, the ones who created the Moon Goddess and the werewolf species. And the moment her seal breaks, Alpha King Dante begins to die. Deadly visions plague him. His heart stops whenever hers races. His wolf howls in agony, claiming its mate was never truly rejected—the bond merely transformed into something darker, a cosmic punishment for scorning what the universe itself blessed. But when Dante comes crawling back, desperate and dying, Elara has already caught the eye of another: Alpha Kieran Nightshade, the mysterious Wolf King of the North, who kneels before her and calls her what Dante never did—Queen. Now Dante must watch the woman he rejected become the most powerful being in their world while he suffers the consequences of breaking a bond the universe never meant to be broken. The prophecy was always clear: When the Moon is rejected, the Stars will claim their daughter back, and all wolves will kneel or burn. Elara Moonwyn was never just a rejected mate. She was always the end—and the beginning.

She wakes beneath the fluorescent lights, broken but alive. Machines hum beside her, but the real wound isn’t her fractured body—it’s her fiancé’s calm confession. They broke up weeks ago, he says. He only came out of duty. And he’s already moved on—with his boss’s daughter. The doctor believes him. The nurses pity her. His best friend nods along, though she catches the hesitation in his eyes—the silent bargain in his glance. Orphaned and alone, she cannot outshout their voices. So she doesn’t. She smiles. She thanks them. She pretends her mind is fogged. But at night, when silence sharpens her loneliness into a blade, she begins to plan. Her revenge will not only cut, but carve: to peel back her fiancé’s lies until his glittering new love sees the truth beneath his ambition, to bend the best friend’s loyalty, and to turn pity into power. Revenge isn’t always cold. Sometimes it’s seductive. And soon, she’ll be the one holding the knife.

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?

In the original story, Seraphine of House Aurelian was the "perfect" villainess—a woman raised to be the Empire's next empress until a Saintess stole the sun from her sky. For her envy and pride, the Goddess marked her with a necrotic "Ink Curse" and she was exiled to the Forbidden Forest, a place where no one survives. Two years later, Seraphine has become a "forest ghost," hiding her face and her shame behind a mask of cold indifference. Her solitude is shattered when Prince Kael of Valenor crashes into her clearing. Kael doesn't see a villainess; he sees a woman of startling emerald eyes and hidden brilliance. The story follows Seraphine’s slow journey from self-loathing to healing as Kael’s unconditional warmth begins to melt her icy walls. But as the "Ink" on her skin begins to change color based on her heart, the world she fled—the Saintess, her regretful family, and her former fiancé—comes searching for the girl they once threw away. It is a tale of how love does not just hide the ink, but rewrites the entire story.

Elara has it all: a doting husband, a beautiful daughter, and a life of luxury free from worries. From the outside, her existence is flawless—like a pristine string of pearls. A beautiful gilded cage. But the foundation of her perfect life shatters at a charity gala. There, she comes face to face with Kael, her passionate ex-lover from the past who left an unfinished story between them. Their reunion is fraught with awkwardness and unspoken tension. They are both married, building an invisible wall between them. Yet, the real shock comes when David, Elara's husband, arrives to pick her up. And the loyal man waiting for her at home is, in fact, Kael's best friend. Kael has known all along. He knew Elara was his best friend's wife. And Elara realizes she never truly forgot the man from her past. With fate orchestrating more chance encounters, their forbidden connection becomes inevitable. Every meeting is a whisper from the past, a temptation of a life she could have had. Standing at the crossroads of duty and desire, of a safe life and an intoxicating love, what choice will Elara make? Will she remain in her comfortable gilded cage, or will she find the courage to pick up the shattered pieces of her life and chase her true happiness? A steamy, emotional forbidden romance about second chances, secrets, and the courage to choose yourself.