lovetriangle

Isekaied into one of the many Eroge that she often played to 'relieve stress', Natalie is going to have to navigate a world that runs on 'fun' logic as well as power. Taking the place of the main character at a magical academy, Natalie has to make use of all her knowledge about this game world to live a comfortable life, but since it was once a game world, things never go smoothly, and it definitely isn't uneventful. Join her as she navigates a world where pleasure is sometimes more common and accepted then it should be while also having to worry about the threats to come... either from her new peers or from those outside of the Academy. ~~~ Warning: This is a futanari MC that will be both a 'giver' and a 'taker', which is where the Yuri prompt comes in. If you want pure Yuri I am sorry but it won't be that common in this novel; maybe eventually something will be introduced to spice things up in this novel, but otherwise it is a futanari book. This should be a healthy mix of smut and slice of life with the occasional action scenes to keep things fresh, and if you have read any of my other novels it should be a nice in-between of Servant System and Reincarnated As The Only Human - that means a fair amount of smut but also less 'stagnation' coming from that as I progress the story. I hope you enjoy and at least give it a chance, and I am always wanting to improve so don't hesitate to leave a comment~!

When Suman moved from Delhi to Mumbai, everything in her life seemed to fall into place — dreams, career, and a stable routine. But then she collides with Rivaan — a reckless, temperamental, and mysterious boy who treats life like a game. At their first meeting, Suman mistakes him for a thief, and from there begins a story full of confusion, where the lines between hatred and attraction slowly start to blur. Will two travelers from entirely different paths become each other’s destination? Or will life once again turn them into strangers?

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!!.

Melisa was a lonely girl destined to be unloved, but fate had other plans when she began having strange dreams—visions of a life where she was forgotten, abandoned, and trapped in a loveless marriage. Forced by her parents to stand at the wedding altar in her sister’s place, she was meant to marry Tristan Soveir, the notorious playboy. But fate twisted once more, and the groom was also swapped—to none other than Leonard Soveir, Tristan’s eldest brother and the powerful heir of the Soveir family. Thrown into an unexpected marriage, Melisa is no longer the timid girl who once faded into the background. This time, she refuses to be a mere substitute for Olivia. With memories of her dream guiding her, she steps forward to change her fate. Follow her journey as she unravels the mystery behind these dreams and fights to carve a new path for herself. Will she still remain in her sister’s shadow, or will she claim a life of her own? "I will never become the pathetic me from my dreams."

Elera’s life changes when she becomes connected to a powerful and influential family—one governed not by cruelty, but by reputation, loyalty, and unspoken expectations. Under Orion’s guidance, she learns to navigate a world where every action is observed and every choice carries weight. Axel is calm, guarded, and impossible to read. Drawn to Elera against his better judgment, he hides his feelings behind silence, knowing that loving her openly could ignite conflict within elite society and disrupt carefully balanced alliances. The arrival of Aria Willow turns quiet tension into open struggle, exposing buried emotions, misunderstandings, and social pressure that threaten to pull Elera and Axel apart. Caught between influence and emotion, fear and desire, Elera must decide how long she can endure being loved in secrecy—while Axel faces the cost of choosing love over reputation in a world that never forgets.

Marriage is sacred and or so Emily thought until the night when her adoptive parents gave her away in marriage to a street kingpin to pay off their debt. The next morning she was at the marriage registry, for fear not to lose her life...First stroke, second stroke and the marriage was sealed. Who would have thought that few days later, her cold face boss would stop by her table "Wife, Haven't you calmed down enough to come home?" Emily met his gaze "Mr. Lucian, you don't make such jokes, my husband wouldn't take it lightly." Lucian clicked his tongue "Wife, do you have another husband aside from me?Maybe you should take a look at this." Emily "...."

Emilia Markham never planned to be queen—especially not to a king everyone fears and no woman survives in his palace. When her family is accused of treason, Emilia makes a bold and reckless choice: She marries King Lucas Rutledge, trading her freedom for their lives. She expects a cold tyrant and a loveless throne. What she doesn’t expect is a palace crawling with jealous women, deadly whispers, and a husband who seems far too interested in provoking her. Lucas is distant, infuriating, and impossible to read. Emilia is sharp-tongued, stubborn, and refuses to play the obedient queen. Their marriage quickly becomes a battle of wills, heated arguments, and dangerous attraction neither of them wants to admit. Surrounded by scheming consorts, a manipulative Queen Mother, and a throne rumored to be cursed, Emilia must learn how to survive royal life without losing herself—or her heart. After all, falling in love with the king who married her for convenience might be the most dangerous move of all.

Nael staggered backward, his shoulder hitting the stone wall, breath stuttering as a wave of unbearable heat crashed through him. “No,” he whispered, clutching his chest. “Not now—” Lucius stood across the room, his coat tossed aside, shirt undone at the collar. His scent—sharp cedar, iron, and cold fire—flooded the chamber like a storm. It curled around Nael’s skin, invasive, choking, deliberate. “I told them not to give you suppressants,” Lucius said, voice low. “You were never meant to deny the bond. Look at you—your body’s unraveling.” “You… you did this?” Nael gasped, knees buckling. His omega core throbbed painfully, molten heat pooling in his stomach. “You spiked the air—” “I gave your body what it needed,” Lucius said evenly, stepping closer. “You can’t fight this forever. You’re mine. You’ve always been—” “Don’t,” Nael choked, nails digging into the wall. His vision swam. The bond mark on his neck flared red, spiraling out of control. Lucius reached for him. Nael screamed. The door slammed open. A blast of wild wind and storm scent filled the room like a second rupture in the world. Kyren stood there, hair unbound, gold eyes burning like the edge of the moon. “You bastard.” Lucius barely had time to turn before Kyren was on him, a snarl ripping from his throat. Fists collided with flesh, and a bone cracked. “You forced him!” Kyren roared, slamming Lucius into the wall. “You pushed him into heat—you knew he wasn’t ready!” “I was claiming what’s mine!” Lucius spat blood on his lip. “He’s not yours. He’s his own.” Nael collapsed just as Kyren’s fist drove into Lucius’s stomach. Everything went white. He didn’t feel himself hit the floor. He didn’t hear Kyren’s panicked voice shouting his name, didn’t see the bond sparks flicker wildly across his collarbones. The only thing he felt was heat—and then nothing at all. Darkness, soft, and absolute. ………. "You don’t belong here," they told him. But the moon had other plans. Nero is done with life. Abused, forgotten, and hollow, his final act is one of selflessness—until death pulls him into a world of wolves, war, and prophecy. Fate bound his soul to two alphas. But in a world where power means ownership, will love set him free—or destroy him? Nero thought death would be the end. Instead, it became a second chance... in the body of Nael, a hated, cursed omega in a ruthless werewolf realm. With his Earth memories intact and a new identity carved in blood and prophecy, Nero must survive a world of dominance, mating rituals, and ancient magic. But his new body comes with complications: a fated bond with two powerful alphas. Lucius—cold, possessive, and hiding a terrifying secret. Kyren—brutal yet protective, and determined to uncover the soul behind the eyes. As Nero’s life spirals out of control and an ancient curse awakens, he must untangle the truth behind Nael’s past, the dark forces hunting him, and the twisted fate tying all three of them together. He came from a world that broke him. Now, he must decide if this one is worth fighting for.

April Scott only wanted to help her family until she crossed paths with Dr. Adrian Smith, the ruthless billionaire and her childhood crush, who is aware of her dark past and turns her life upside down in twenty-four hours. Her sister is hospitalized, her home is suddenly sold. April becomes the target of a deadly plot she doesn’t understand. Every time she tries to escape, Adrian is there… saving her, controlling her, or destroying her, she can’t tell which. She could only sense he wanted something from her and she also finds herself drawn to him. But when a confrontation ends with Adrian presumed dead, April becomes a fugitive overnight. And the only person willing to protect her is a stranger with secrets of his own.

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.

On her wedding day to the kind Desmón, Riyi is tempted beyond reason when her charismatic ex-lover Lance reappears. Despite her commitment, she cannot resist Lance's seductive charms, leading to a daring series of erotic encounters even as her ceremony unfolds. Riyi is left to choose between her new husband or reigniting her smoldering passion with Lance, putting everything on the line for forbidden desire. A provocative tale testing the limits of willpower and the lines we cross when faced with temptation from the past.

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?

His gaze pinned me against the wall, his breath hot against my skin. “Tell me, Little Dove… you feel something for me, don’t you? No more dodging. I want a clear answer.” “Why? B-but I'm your brother's wife.” I managed, my voice steady despite the thundering in my chest. “Fuck that. I want a straightforward answer, so my stance can be clear,” he murmured, leaning in, lips hovering over mine. “Either to steal you from my brother, or…” “Or get over me?” I whispered. He pulled back sharply, his dark eyes narrowing dangerously. “No. Either to steal you from my brother… or take him out of the picture. I will kill if I have to, just to have you all to myself." I stared at him in shock and disbelief. ********************* “I’m going to tell you what I have in mind,” he murmured. “First you’re going to strip down until you’re completely naked,” he whispered against my ear. “Then I’m going to tie you up so you’re completely powerless and subject to my every whim.” “Mmm, sounds good so far,” I murmured. “Then I’m going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that, I’m going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it’s rosy with my marks.” I shivered uncontrollably, my mind exploding with the images he evoked. I let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of my ear into his mouth. God, I could cum with just his words. I was already aching with need. My nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. My clit pulsed and twitched between my legs until I clamped my thighs together to alleviate the burn. “And then I’m going to f**k your mouth. But I won’t cum. Not yet. When I’m close, I’ll flog you again until your ass is burning and you’re on fire with the need for relief. And then I’m going to f**k that ass. I’m going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won’t be gentle. Not tonight. I’m going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I’m going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"

“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?

Maya, an omega, has been a victim of bullying since she turned sixteen and was found out to be without the wolf gene or trait. Her chief tormentors were the three sons of the Lycan King who ruled over the entire werewolf regions, taking into captive colonies that defied his order. After being set up by a jealous classmate, Maya is beaten and left for dead at the borders of their pack by the king’s three sons, who told the pack that she had been captured by some rogues. Maya is saved by a witch who adopted and drilled her on the ways of the ancient magic and sorcery, whilst encouraging and preparing her for a huge revenge plan which threatens to upset the balance of the world and unleash the great threads of darkness seven years later when she returns to her previous pack to perpetrate justice on her tormentors. She comes at a crossroads, however, when she discovers her true heritage and that her mate was the biggest bully there ever was, Adam Brekans, eldest son of the lycan king. What happens now? Would Maya continue on her quest for revenge? Or would she submit to the threads of love so that peace could reign?

When love is shattered by misunderstanding, hearts can break in ways that take years to heal. Five years ago, Seo Ah-rin and Kim Joon-woo parted ways, their love buried under shadows of regret and unspoken truths. Now, fate forces them to face each other again—older, changed, and carrying the scars of the past. But is this reunion simply a twist of destiny, or a chance for their hearts to find what they lost? In a world of secrets, obsession, and second chances, can two hearts torn apart learn to trust, love, and forgive once more—or will the shadows of the past claim them forever?

The first time Nan Wan saw this man, she knew he had a "sickness," and it was the terminal kind. Coincidentally, she did too. He needed a wife who could help stabilize his career, she needed a husband who could pull her out of hell. He had a criminal record, she had an ex-husband, just perfectly matched. ———— Originally, those disdainful looks gradually turned into envy. ———— One day, a piece of news spread about the beautiful woman of the past passing away, and all the evidence pointed to Mrs. Mu. Everyone speculated that this marriage would come to an end, and even Nan Wan thought so too. However, Mr. Mu said to her, “Wanwan, I need you.” So, the days in prison didn’t seem as unbearable as imagined.

She always knew there was a woman hidden in his heart, so when that woman appeared, she obediently withdrew. However, unexpectedly, he abandoned his 'beloved' and instead frequently invited her. "Mr. Fu, didn't you say there was a contract to discuss?" He pressed her against the cold wall, continuously approaching: "If you were a bit uglier, perhaps I would want to talk contracts and drink tea with you, but you're so beautiful, I only want to talk love with you." To him, Qiao Mo was like his most cherished treasure, and whenever others looked at her, he felt they were trying to steal her.

They say seven is the number of perfection. For Luna Seraphine, it was the number that ended her silence. Six times, she tore the divorce papers apart, choosing love over pride, endurance over dignity, surrendering to the cruel demands of the mate who never cherished her. The seventh time, she signed her name without trembling. Alpha Ravyn panicked. His mistress, Daisy, the daughter of Seraphine’s former nanny, laughed it off. She’s only throwing a tantrum, they said. She’ll crawl back. They were wrong. The truth shattered what little remained of her heart: the child she had loved and raised for six years was never hers. That revelation became her breaking point and her rebirth. This time, Luna Seraphine walked away without looking back. As her power rose, so did Ravyn’s regret. The Alpha who once discarded her now slept outside her door, desperate for a single glance. But the woman who opened that door was no longer the Luna he broke. Cold. Untouchable. Unforgiving. Ravyn fell to his knees, begging for her hand, only to realize he was no longer the only one. Men of influence and power now competed for her attention. Because Luna Seraphine was no longer just a Luna. She was a world-renowned business mogul. A shadowed philanthropist. The most sought-after surgeon of her time, and a cyber genius. This time, she is not surviving the story written for her. She is rewriting it. And only she decides how it ends.

His cock slams into me against the mansion's cold marble wall, hand clamped over my mouth to swallow my screams. Victor fucks me raw—deep, punishing, relentless—while Elena sleeps upstairs. I arch, nails digging into his back, begging through muffled moans. "More," I gasp when he lets me breathe. He growls, thrusts harder, spilling inside me with a possessive snarl. We collapse, sweaty, guilty. Tell ourselves it's the last time. It's never the last. I was never meant to crave my sister's husband. Victor Ravenscroft—ice-cold billionaire, empire forged in ruthless control. To the world, Elena's perfect match: devoted, unbreakable. To me, he's the drug I can't quit. Stolen glances ignited into filthy obsession—desperate sex in every dark corner: bent over counters, his fingers bruising my hips, my moans silenced by his palm while Elena dreams above us. Guilt scorched. But the need devoured me whole. I lost my job daydreaming about him. Risked everything for one more hit of his cock. Lied, manipulated, spiraled—paranoia eating me alive. Notes in shadows. Bells in the night. Poison in my veins. Every day, I break a little more—shameless, willing to burn the world for him. Elena knows. She doesn't rage. She watches. Smiles—that soft, loving sister smile—and savors my destruction. Tiny joys in my unraveling: a hug while I shake, tea while I weaken, texts timed to twist the knife. She's patient. Delighted. As my obsession hollows me out—turning me into someone who could kill, lie, steal a child’s love just for his touch—Elena waits. Quiet. Joyful. For the moment I shatter completely. Because this isn't just betrayal. It's my self-destruction. And she's enjoying every crack. When the obsession finally consumes me… will anything be left?