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Illusive Eden - He Pretends He's the Hero

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.
NehaPriaa · 252k Views

Till Lies Do Us Part

When Adanna Cole said yes to Darian Holt, she thought she was marrying a dream....not a lie. He was everything she wanted.... protective, charming, and dangerous in all the right ways. But the night before their wedding, she uncovers something she was never meant to see, a coded file linking Darian to the same criminal network that killed her father ten years ago. Now she has two choices... Run… or stay close enough to destroy him. But Darian isn’t the only one hiding secrets.... And as enemies close in, desire becomes their most dangerous weapon because between them lies a truth powerful enough to ruin everything or ignite a war. Love built on lies. Loyalty tested by blood. This time, the heart isn’t just on the line .it’s the target. Thunder growls over the city as Adanna slips into her fiancé’s office to grab a forgotten USB drive... the one with their wedding playlist but what she finds instead freezes her blood.... Her name, her late father’s company… and a file labeled “Target – A.C.” Her heart pounds. The screen flickers. A voice message auto-plays....Darian’s voice, low and cold... “We move at dawn. She can’t know who I am yet.” And just like that, the man she loves becomes the man she fears. Before dawn, everything burns... the wedding, the truth, and the fragile trust that once held them together. But Adanna doesn’t run far. She needs to know why. Because maybe Darian isn’t the villain after all… Or maybe he’s the only one smart enough to make her fall in love with her own enemy....
Setemi_Bowale · 3.1k Views

The Billionaire's Revenge Bride

For six years, twenty-four-year-old Maya Chen pours her heart and soul into loving Derek Walsh, her fiancé and the man she thinks will be her forever. She works three jobs to support his struggling law practice, gives up her dreams of becoming a fashion designer, and sacrifices everything to make him happy. But the day before their wedding, Derek destroys her world with seven crushing words: "I'm marrying your stepsister instead of you." His reason? Her stepsister Vanessa is dying from a heart condition, and her "last wish" is to marry Derek. He promises Maya he'll come back to her after Vanessa passes away, offering her a secondhand marriage like she's a backup plan. Maya laughs bitterly and walks away from the man who broke her heart. But the betrayal cuts even deeper. Her own family—her stepmother and father—steal everything Maya owns, empty her bank accounts, and throw her out of the house she helped pay for. Everyone thinks she's trapped with nowhere to run and no one to help her. Then, in her darkest moment, a mysterious and devastatingly handsome billionaire named Ethan Stone appears in her life with an offer she can't refuse: "I'll help you get revenge, but you have to do something for me first—pretend to be my fiancée for six months." Maya agrees, not knowing that Ethan has his own reasons for wanting to destroy Derek and her family. As she transforms from a broken woman into a powerful force, she discovers she's carrying Derek's baby—a secret that could ruin everything. When Maya returns to face her enemies, victorious and unbroken, Derek falls to his knees, begging for forgiveness. But Maya's heart now belongs to someone else—the man who taught her that she deserves more than scraps of love. Will Maya choose revenge or forgiveness? Will she tell Derek about the baby? And can she trust that Ethan's feelings are real, or is she just another piece in his revenge game
Emmanuel_musa · 4.1k Views

Falling for my Enemy’s Brother

[ MATURE CONTENT ] "Craig," she whispered, breath shivering, "please…" It didn't matter what she was asking for…more, less, everything. The plea alone made them press hard against each other, like their bodies were trying to make up for all the time they'd been apart, like they could consume each other if they touched harder. And still, she ached. For all of him. And he did too. She could tell by the way his grip on her thighs tightened, his fingers digging into her skin like he was holding on for dear life. His breath warm and uneven against her neck, as her hips rolled again, slower this time, more deliberate. Then he groaned, head falling to her shoulder as his body pressed in, hard and hungry. "Shit," he whispered, voice ragged. "Merlina," And just like that, his mouth was gone. She blinked, dazed, lips swollen, skin tingling everywhere he'd touched. He stepped back, slow and heavy with restraint, hands gripping the edge of the sink on either side of her, like he needed to hold something that wasn't her. Her voice came out in a whisper. "Why'd you stop?" His eyes met hers, dark and wrecked. But then, he smirked. "Not with your siblings next door." She stared, barely able to think. He leaned in like he might kiss her again, then stopped just short, brushing his thumb over swollen bottom lip, "PG-13 remember?" SYNOPSIS: At an elite college, falling for the cold, narcissistic son of a bi-llionaire wasn’t part of the plan, especially when his brother is tied to her mother’s mysterious death. But from the moment Merlina steps into campus, the chemistry is undeniable. He’s detached, arrogant, and everything she should stay away from. Yet no matter how hard she tries, she can’t ignore the pull. She’s here for a degree, but her real mission is uncovering the secrets of her mother’s past at this very school. As sparks fly between her and the guy she should keep her distance from, she’s torn between two things: exposing the truth and protecting her heart from falling for him. The deeper she digs, the more dangerous things get. Anonymous threats, dark secrets, and a guy who’s starting to think her obsession with the past could ruin everything. TikTok | @officialffmeb
teanuh · 162k Views

Craved by the Wrong Volkov

(trigger warning. This book contains mature themes) ****** "I can't..." she gasped between broken moans, her voice trembling somewhere between pain and pleasure. Every thrust seemed to blur the line between surrender and defiance. Then she whispered a name between her sweet cries ...it wasn’t mine. I froze. A slow, humorless smile curved my lips as the sound of his name filled the space between us. “Raph…” she breathed. I leaned in, my mouth brushing her ear. Feeling her tremble from touch until my teeth nibbled her earlobes hard enough to make her whimper and her fold to clench around my fingers. “Wrong name, Lynn.” I hissed, withdrawing from the warmth of her insides. I felt her body tense. She clawed at my shoulders, a desperate plea in every touch. “Don’t…” she whimpered. Those jade-like eyes unravelled me that moment. I could feel the ache in my trousers. A troublesome little viper. A cruel smile traced my lips hiding my emotions. “You called the wrong name,” I murmured, my voice low, dangerous. “And bad girls deserve to be punished.” Her glossy eyes met mine... so full of confusion, want, and power she didn’t yet understand. If she only knew how close I was to breaking. Because the only name she should be calling… was mine. Lucien. I craved it as badly as the air I breathe. ****** For better or for worse, till death do us part. That was their vows at the altar, but he broke them first.. He claims an open marriage is the solution to their childless marriage and that it's to protect her own interests. But all Braelyn sees is a prison built from guilt and lies. One heartbroken night, she stumbles into a karaoke bar and into the arms of Lucien. A man shrouded in mystery, rebellion, and danger. His very presence tells her to run but it also gives her the solace she craved. She never expected to see him again after she ran, forgetting his sinful existence, but life wasn't done making a joke out of her. Lucien isn't just any man, but one who can destroy everything she believes in. The man she was never meant to meet. Her husband's uncle The black sheep of the Volkov dynasty. A man whose desire will ruin her. Lucien knows she can't be his, but he was never a man who respected social norms. He doesn't care about anything but her every sin and touch. All he wants… is her, no matter how sinful it gets.
jodiekesh27 · 98.1k Views

Crown of Ash and Bonds: The Rise of the Flamebearer

BURNED AS A TRAITOR. REBORN FOR REVENGE. I was the perfect noble wife... obedient, smiling, silent. Then my husband lit the pyre. My cousin wept before the crowd as flames devoured my silk gown. No one knew I carried Alaric's heir in my womb. That secret burned with me... until I opened my eyes months before it happened. I REMEMBER EVERYTHING. The betrayal. The lies. The child they stole from my future. They thought death would silence me. Instead, it freed me. Now I wear silk like armor and wield my smile like a blade. Every curtsy hides a dagger. Every laugh cuts deeper than screams. I'm dismantling their world one calculated move at a time... and they'll never see it coming. ENTER DUKE CAELAN VORENTHAL: THE WOLF OF THE NORTH. My husband's most dangerous rival. He watches me like he knows I didn't die in those flames. Like he's not afraid to dance with a woman made of fire and fury. He should be my enemy. But he's the only one who sees the storm brewing behind my courtly mask. The only one who doesn't flinch when I bare my teeth. THEY THINK I'M STILL THE GIRL THEY BURNED. THEY'RE ABOUT TO LEARN HOW WRONG THEY ARE. WHAT TO EXPECT: Reborn Noblewoman's Revenge (Second Chance/Time Loop) Political Intrigue & Hidden Bloodline Secrets Morally Grey Duke (Enemy to Obsession Romance) Court Schemes, Face-Slapping & Noble Destruction No Mercy. No Forgiveness. No Plot Armor. Updates: Daily A phoenix doesn't rise from ashes to forgive. It rises to burn everything down.
Moonlit_Quill · 73.5k Views

The Tyrant's Stolen Bride

Lucas Arden lost the woman he loved because he trusted the wrong person—his secretary, whose lies poisoned his heart against Lyra Ashford. A day before their wedding, he left for an “urgent business”, deciding to postpone their marriage without even asking her, believing she would wait for his return. To Lyra, that was the final wound. She ended the relationship, refusing to be the only one fighting for their love. But fate had other plans. To save her family from humiliation, Lyra agreed to marry the man her family chose—Rowan Pierce, her unexpected savior... and Lucas’s greatest rival. ++++++++++++++++++ [Excerpt of Chapter 01] Lyra struggling to catch her breath as she gave the driver the directions. Tears slipped down her cheeks, and she quickly wiped them away with a trembling hand. She failed to notice another passenger sitting in the front of her. The man simply raised a finger—a silent gesture instructing the driver to do exactly as she said. The cab lurched forward, speeding away into the night, while the man's lips curled into a cold, amused smile as he watched his long-time rival fling his jacket to the ground in frustration. Rowan Pierce, a man in a suit, sat quietly as Lyra's soft sobs filled the cab, drifting through the air like a mournful song. He said nothing, having already witnessed the scene unfold. Lyra gazed out the window, hoped the passing cityscape might ease the weight on her chest. Every part of her loved him, yet that same love was what broke her heart when things went wrong. Her thoughts were a tangled mess, and the urge to scream clawed at her throat—but then she remembered she was still in the cab. So she punched the seat in front of her as hard as she could, treating it like a makeshift punching bag. Rowan didn't feel much from the blow, but he did raise a brow—apparently, his seat had just become her therapist.
SweetToothFairy · 12.1k Views

Mated to one, fated to the other

WARNING!! Violence Matured contents Magical elements ——— "I'm sorry,” Declan began, and I scoffed and rolled my eyes. "All the hurt I caused you was only because I love you,” he added, and I couldn't hide my disbelief and anger. I recalled the times he had me whipped mercilessly, the time he outrightly told me off to the warriors, all of Thorne's attempt to rape me, all because of him, and I shook my head. He wasn't making sense right now, how is it possible to hurt someone so deeply because you love them? "You're not making sense, Declan.” I started to say, looking straight at him. There was a sudden glow in my heart when I caught sight of Dylan, just beside his twin. Although his face betrayed no emotion or emotion, I knew what he desired, and it was exactly what I was going to do.“Whatever your reasons were, I don't care. Find yourself a mate because I would rather die by the devouring hunt than be mated to you.” ——— Restricted by the magic of the Lunar Lock on her neck, Avira is yet to understand what she really feels towards Declan, even though she is sure of her feelings for Dylan. But once the Lunar Lock comes off, she realizes that hating Declan for all the hurt he caused her is impossible as her heart soul and body will not stop desiring him. But she is determined to make him go through hell, just as he did to her even though it meant she will hurt too. As the drama and tension unfolds, Avira discovers also that neither Declan or Dylan wants to share her with the other, and yet she can't give up her love for one of the twins for the other.
Tonia21 · 19.4k Views

Goodbye, Mrs. Gillian

“Happy divorce to me. New life, new me.” That was the caption I posted on Instagram with a champagne emoji and my brightest smile. I thought it was just another post—another way of telling the world I was finally free. What I didn’t expect was for him to notice. Three years of silence. Three years of pretending I didn’t exist. And suddenly, my phone buzzed with his name. When did you get a divorce? Are you married to someone I’m not aware of? Another message followed, faster this time, angrier. Is this because my uncle is out of prison? Come back here right now, and I’ll forget everything. I stared at the screen. My heart didn’t race. My hands didn’t shake. Not this time. Instead, I smiled—pressed, block. And whispered to myself, I’m done. Just a week ago, I found out... --- For three years, Audrey Anderson played the role of the perfect wife—silent, loyal, and invisible. Her marriage to Jeremy Gillian was nothing more than a contract, a cage built on her own demands and Jeremy’s indifference. She gave up her family, her freedom, and even her pride, only to watch her husband flaunt his mistress, Adel, in front of her eyes. But the night Jeremy sneered that she was “just a side character,” something inside Audrey shattered. No longer willing to beg for scraps of affection, she chose to walk away. Divorce, resignation, even losing everything—she was ready to pay the price for her freedom. Yet, just when she thought her story was over, Simon Gillian—the man she once loved and the family’s long-lost heir—returned. His presence reignites old wounds, buried feelings, and a spark of defiance Audrey never knew she still carried. Torn between betrayal and rebirth, Audrey must decide: will she remain the forgotten Mrs. Gillian, or rise to become the heroine of her own story?
Cassy_3 · 18.5k Views

The SHEWOLF & The LAST HE-DRAGON

Ingrid Dolph, a lowly she-wolf happens to be in her ripe age of locating her mate. And it was during this time that the rumor about a dragon egg spread like wildfire and everyone was asked to hunt for it. Whoever finds it will have a greater share and unbelievable privileges. Excited for the hunt, Ingrid takes part in it with the motive of finding it and bargaining for its blood and scale. But as fate would have it, she didn't just find it but that same dragon turns out to be her mate. ***** ~{SNEAK PREVIEW}~ As I got close, I came to realize that it was a full grown naked man. What? A man? How was the dragon a man? Suddenly I growled and groaned as my body grew hot by just the sight of it. What was wrong with me? Could it be that my wolf side was affected by the dragon because of the smell of its blood? Disregarding the fact that he was naked, I approached him and my breathing became labored as my senses heightened to an intense level I never knew possible. When I saw how he curled himself in a fetal position with his hand holding his bloody abdomen, my blood boiled and I punched the rock he was laying close to. “Who would dare do such a thing to him!” I angrily said aloud and that was when his eyes opened causing my breath to get caught in my throat. He was breathtaking! His lashes were white as his eyebrows and they shimmered while his iris were gray in color. “Ingrid,” he breathed out and my eyes widened at the fact that he knew my name.
FaeyVor5651 · 83.9k Views