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[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ Only. Heavy Smuts, knotting, possessive themes, and dub-con.] “I knotted you thrice today, little liar. Tell me… is the game still worth it?” In the pro leagues, Omegas aren't allowed to play. But Kayden Vale entered the hockey world anyway, pretending to be an Alpha. Living on suppressants, he has one goal: Win the Cup. But he also has one massive problem: Rhys Calder. Rhys Calder is the Alpha Captain of the Nothern Avalanche. He hates Kayden for being "too pretty" for the ice. The world sees them as two Alphas always at each other’s throats, but they don’t see what happens when the lights go out. Behind locked doors, their hate turns into a different kind of heat. It was supposed to be simple: Teammates on ice, fuck buddies in the bedroom. No feelings. No strings attached. Rhys thought he was with a cocky Alpha. Then he found out the truth. Instead of turning Kayden in, he claimed him. What started as a physical release has twisted into dark obsession. Enemies to rivals-with-benefits to something far more dangerous: love. What happens when the world discovers their forbidden secret? #BL #Omegaverse #SportsRomance #RivalsToLovers #SecretIdentity #PossessiveAlpha #Smut #Hockey #ForcedProximity #EnemiesWithBenefits#Mpreg#Erotica

What if Tee had to share a room with Dee who rarely wants to talk to his friends, Dee may seem innocent and not good at socializing while Tee is the most active and shameless type of human being he is also popular, Dee and Tee are not very close even though they are in the same major, Tee does not want to share a room but is forced to share a room with Dee who acts like the most innocent person even though he is very indifferent!

After the battle with the so-called hero, Louis, the Dark God, was finally slain. But he used all of his remaining power to drag down the one favored by the world and die together with him. He thought everything would end there. Instead, he was reborn into his very first life, where he was nothing more than a side character to a side character, someone who even died before the real plot truly began, his former stupidity serving only to highlight the brilliance of the main character. With the thumb ring and the cultivation knowledge from his previous life, this time, he swore to change everything. The main character, the one favored by the world, he would bury them all, and rewrite his own unfinished fate in this peril-filled apocalyptic world. But slowly, why did the look in his loyal subordinate’s eyes start to feel more and more wrong? Varkas then: “One day, I’ll make you taste suffering!” Varkas now: “Smells so good…” Varkas x Louis

"Strictly No OOC! A Demon Lord's Guide to Saving the World" — Arc 2 Synopsis 【A Note to Readers】 Not interested in the first world (Ancient Eastern Court Politics)? No problem! Here's how you can read: 1.Read the first 6 chapters of Arc 1 (to understand the world-building and the relationship between the two leads) 2.Then skip directly to Arc 2 It won't affect your understanding of the plot, and it definitely won't affect watching these two fall in love! Arc 2 is Modern Crime Investigation + Sweet Romance + Comedy, featuring plenty of: Hilarious scenes of cultivators vs. modern technology Sweet moments as three thousand years of secret love finally gets confessed Intricately woven detective reasoning Heartbreaking case revelations (but the main couple gets their HE!) 【World Background】 Three thousand years as mortal enemies. Now, reluctant "Saviors." Demon Sovereign Yin Wuwang and Sword Sovereign Xie Qingyan were swept into "Mending Heaven Station" at the climactic moment of the final battle between the righteous and demonic paths—a mysterious organization dedicated to rescuing collapsed novel worlds. To return to their original world, they must traverse nine crumbling stories, repair plot holes, and save worlds ruined by "incompetent authors." The first world was an ancient Eastern court drama of political intrigue. The two barely managed to work together, transforming from sworn enemies into reluctant partners. Now, they're about to enter the second world— The 21st century. Modern crime investigation. 【Arc 2: Modern Crime Investigation — The Night Wanderer】 "This sovereign is the Demon Lord! I've dominated three realms for three thousand years! Why won't this thing called a 'mouse' obey me?!" "...You're saying 'good boy' to a piece of plastic." "Shut up!" No spiritual energy, no magic, no flying swords—two cultivators are dropped into a modern metropolis devoid of any supernatural powers, playing detectives investigating a seemingly simple bar murder case. The problems: The phone's front camera lights up; Yin Wuwang thinks a demon is attacking The elevator descends; both nearly draw their swords thinking they're plummeting to their deaths They don't know what DNA testing is—only "blood drip kinship verification" The ATM password has to be deduced through reasoning (because the author never wrote it down) First time taking a taxi, almost blurted out "This sovereign wishes to go to—" The bigger problems: The original plot of this world is an absolute trainwreck—the killer's motive doesn't hold up, the cause of death contradicts itself, character personalities are falling apart. The world is collapsing, and they must find the truth "the right way" before everything crumbles. But are mortal cases really as simple as they appear? Arc 2 · Modern Crime Investigation — The Night Wanderer Two cultivators, solving crimes together, falling in love together. This time, the Demon Sovereign is finally going to speak up.

Author:Mò Cí Guī(MCG) The Emperor ascended the throne at sixteen. By twenty-nine, he had become untouchable. Cold. Just. Feared by enemies. Admired by his people. Always one step behind him stands General Gu Beichen - loyal, silent, and unwavering. He has rejected glory. He has rejected marriage. He has rejected everything... except the right to guard the Emperor's shadow. In a palace ruled by politics and blood, devotion is more dangerous than rebellion. And when the throne begins to shake, some truths can no longer remain unspoken. Warning: Its fictional history.

“I hear you would do anything for the right price. If that's the case, then I would like to hire you. How much would you charge?” - Daniel Park, aka Fenrir, knew his reckless decision to earn money would bite him in the ass one day. He just did not expect it to happen so soon. After finally running away from the mafia, all Daniel needed to do was repay his debt to the ‘Den.’ Once he did, he and his brother would be free to live their lives. What he failed to account for was the obsession of the Alpha who had been obsessed with him from a young age. Daniel might have escaped the Den, but he was never able to run away from it. At least, not while the Young Master still had a hold on him. __________ “See, I told you that we are made for each other. No matter where you run and no matter what you do, you will always come back to me. After all, you became an omega because of me, and I became an alpha for your sake.” Young Master Ivan’s sinful voice sounded like melted lust. There was no reasoning with an alpha in rut. In the end, no matter how much Daniel suffered and how far he tried to run, he was bound by the dark obsession of an alpha standing at the top of the food chain. He never had a choice to run in the first place. __________ R18, Smut, Omegaverse, BL, Yaoi, Possessive, Alpha, Dark, BDSM…I don’t want to tag more…

Renji has always been weak and overlooked, living on the streets with no family, no magic, and no hope. In a world where talent determines life, he is nothing—until he discovers a strange relic hidden in the ruins of a forgotten city. Desperate for power, he touches it, unknowingly summoning the Seven Deadly Sins. Now, bound by their overwhelming presence, Renji must endure a trial that will test his body, mind, and spirit. As the Seven channel their power into him, he begins to feel strength like he’s never known—but at a cost he could never have imagined. What will he become, and what will he sacrifice to claim the power he has always craved?

“This world is built on lies. If you want to keep it alive, make sure none of them are exposed. They must never reach his ears.” As long as Shuu could remember, these words had governed his life. Abandoned at the grand temple and forsaken by the gods, Shuu grew up powerless in a world that valued nothing else. Survival was never guaranteed, especially for someone like him. Yet he had one talent-he could read fortunes, and he never got them wrong. His future was decided early. He would serve the temple until his debt was paid, then fade away. But during the Hero’s fortune reading, Shuu made a single mistake. One moment was enough to strip him of his place and throw him into exile-only to be taken in by the very Hero who caused it, a man whose presence turns Shuu’s life completely off course. And as Shuu is pulled deeper into the Hero’s path, he begins to realize that something about the Hero and his companions is deeply wrong-something he cannot yet name, but cannot ignore. __________ Please leave a review. Also warning, will have Mpreg (around ch 70ish) . If it's not your cup of tea, just be careful

"He drags me from wall to table to wall again, like he can’t decide which surface deserves this. Wood bites my spine, the table squeals. His hands are everywhere, rough, greedy, feral. He palms my throat, my jaw, my hips. He fists a hand in my hair and angles my mouth. The kiss is vicious. He grinds me open with it. 'Kneel,' he says. The command is a shove under the skin. My legs fold. It’s humiliating how fast I go and how much I love myself for it." He owns my mouth. My body. My fucking soul. But I never said he could have my heart. Eli’s been chained before and it damn near killed him. So when he’s caught running through Blackthorn pack lands by Ronan Vale, the savage Alpha of Blackthorn, he's horrified when the brute marks and claims him. But Ronan doesn’t just bite. He binds. With ropes, with rules, with a voice that makes Eli's knees go weak and a touch that turns resistance into hunger. The bond between them is feral. And Eli hates how much he wants it, how much he wants Ronan, even when he has him spread out and shaking, marked and owned, begging to be filled so he’ll stop feeling empty. Eli swore no one would ever own him again. Then came the Alpha, whose bond feels like a brand and a promise all at once. He hates how much he wants it. Ronan’s voice. Ronan’s hands. Ronan’s brutal, worshipful need. This isn’t love, it’s obsession. And Eli is afraid that he's starting to like it.

Centuries ago, a new kind of curse system was created to punish the 5th class god named Jiǎng Língxi—now wearing the skin of a powerful mortal Dàozǔ from the Méi Rén Sect. The curse was named System Tearstone. The curse had no form, only a red gem floating in a dark fog. Then it met a perfectly broken yet unbreakable child named Kirihito Orohana, later known as Wèi Yīlíng. The curse roamed for half an eternity, bound to the pure soul’s revenge and its own mission: to win the Violet Throne and become the 5th god itself. But cool ice always melts, today or tomorrow. The curse system itself is also cursed. So will he never fall for anyone and claim the throne? Or will he remove his own existence by destroying the curse—or by becoming the full Violet Gem once more? Welcome to System Tearstone— where soft beginnings lie, and descent is inevitable… and beautiful. Author’s Note : The beginning may feel soft—almost deceptively gentle. Please don’t be fooled. System Tearstone is my beloved monster. Written without safety, without shortcuts, carved straight from bone and breath. It is a story about devotion that scars, about gods who fail, and about choosing to feel— even when feeling hurts. If you choose to read this, you become one of my tearstones— something fragile, something precious, kept close through both tears and quiet smiles. This is not a game system. It is an emotionally cursed one. [ Release time : Friday & Saturday Chapters : Two chapters per day ( for having other issues & more book . might sometime miss if there is any problem) ] [ Paused updates for the next 3 months. not abandoning you all! just forced to stop for exam. Do not hesitate to follow us. we'll be back surely. Just the situation isn't supporting us. I hope you'll understand♡ ]

He transmigrated into the body of a sixteen-year-old boy. Asou Akiya’s new parents were dead, he had no ties, no burdens, no way back; the original owner had left him nothing but a precarious foothold as the lowliest grunt in Yokohama’s most notorious port organization. For an ordinary human without a single ability, simply staying alive was set to nightmare difficulty. No golden finger from the heavens? Then he would forge his own. Four years later. Destiny finally handed him its greatest turning point. After a cataclysmic explosion rocked the city, Asou Akiya, with meticulous calculation and trembling hands, rescued a breathtaking French beauty who had lost all memory. The man had been betrayed, abandoned, left fragile and shivering in the cold; yet beneath that porcelain vulnerability burned a soul of blinding brilliance and combat prowess that touched the very ceiling of this world. “…Who… am I?” “You are a romantic French poet, Rimbaud.” “A poet?” “Yes,” Akiya whispered, voice steady as scripture, “and you are the love of my life.” From that moment, Asou Akiya placed him upon the apex of his heart and spoiled him rotten. He soothed every wound with tenderness, watered the tender shoots of love with carefully tended lies, and watched them bloom. So what if memory returned one day? He had already seized the most priceless treasure in the world. Thank you, Verlaine! The partner you were willing to discard is now my wife. 【Asou Akiya × Rimbaud (French name: Jean Nicolas Arthur Rimbaud)】 {Mon âme éternelle, Observe ton voeu Malgré la nuit seule Et le jour en feu.} O my eternal soul, Hold fast to desire In spite of the night And the day on fire. — From A Season in Hell, Rimbaud

When Julien wakes up to a seriously infuriating note from his sister---and not one, but two unexpected new housemates---will he maintain the fragile sense of normalcy he only just got back? Or will he avoid what comes next, even if it kills him? As the supernatural begins to intrude on his normal life, how will Julien confront his past, reshape his identity, and survive the dangerous bond tying him to his new companions?

Snow bites deeper than steel, and cages leave scars no eyes can see. Q97 is not a boy with a name—he is a number, an experiment carved from cruelty in the underground labs by vampires. In a world where hybrids are treated as disposable tools, his only hope is escape. Guided by the secret writings of those who came before him, he follows a path dug by rabbits and buried in whispers, chasing freedom through tunnels that lead toward human lands. But freedom has a price: the moment he crosses the border, he can never return. Never again to the castle’s red spires. Never again to the rose garden. Never again to the one vampire who gave him warmth when the world froze him numb. Sir Draven—the quiet gardener with golden eyes who carved clumsy little sculptures of ice just for him. Roses that melted by morning. A kindness that should not have existed. A memory Q97 cannot take with him, yet cannot leave behind. This is not a story of quick love or easy salvation. It is a slow journey of survival, longing, and fragile bonds that burn against the cold. A tale for those who believe that even in the darkest experiments, even under cages and snow, a single rose can bloom. ***** This is a slowburn, character-driven story. If you love emotional depth, healing & growing arcs, and found-family themes, this is for you. Stick around past chapter 10, that's when the heart of the story begins to unfold. Warning: mpreg, almost all male experiments have wombs. Please proceed with caution if you are uncomfortable. Romance will start when MC is older, Thank you ^^

The sequel to Hunting the Field Guide. Kellen thought that his troubles were over. He'd dealt with the issue of the Poison Gate, he'd saved his sister, and he found out the location of where his trusty fellow Field Guide was located. As far as he was concerned, things were finally looking up for him. He could finally, finally live out the peaceful life he'd wished for when he'd first left the Front Lines. But then the E.A.G. reared it's old head. A hydra, a beast that just wouldn't die, Kellen was at his damn wit's end. All he wanted was to live out the life he'd literally carved out for himself. He just wanted to be happy with his Captain. Why was it so damn hard? ~ Meanwhile, Brent Jameson just wanted to be left alone. A man who knew he could have exceptional talent, Brent just wanted to do what he loved. Sleep around, escort people through Gates, and drink his problems away whenever he wanted to. He did not want to be the new Head of a Guild. That sounded like the exact opposite of what a man like him would want to do. He also didn't want to be attached. Maybe Kellen was right and he had a type, and maybe he avoided that kind of person, but hey, he was just a guy. He couldn't be with someone when he was worried at any minute that he could be teleported away from them and dropped into the ocean. Hell, it was dangerous for him to even have friends. Now that he was back 'home' with his lovely, wonderful family, he knew that he had made the right choice. Brent was better off alone.

The world is diverse and flourishing. Humanity has changed, and with it, brought in a new era of prosperity. Males and females still exist, but the spectrum from which humanity is cast has broadened. With the introduction of alpha, omega, and beta, humanity has evolved even further. In such a word, Dr. Andrew Knox, known environmental researcher, is happy being a beta male. It has made his life easier by being middle ground, and as much as some wish he was one way or the other, he’s happy being who he is. Thriving even. He works in a world renowned research facility. He makes friends easily, and his projects are always funded. He even found someone who he thinks he could end up marrying if things continue in the right direction. That, and the vacant house next to his apartment building gets bought by a new neighbour. A cute, but cautious omega who relies on Andrew as a beta for help. Andrew couldn’t be happier. He loves being a helper, and loves when people rely on him. All in all, Andrew really thinks he has everything made. That is, until a research project with shoddy data is thrown back into his face that he has no recollection of working on, and all of his reputation disintegrates in between one heartbeat and the next. Heartbroken, it isn’t until Andrew wakes up, chained to a wall that everything becomes clear. He becomes a test subject to one of the scientists that he trusted. That he expected would never harm him. The life he had known, where he was a respected researcher was ripped out from underneath him. His identity and everything he’s ever known is stolen from him from a crazed researcher who he had trusted, maybe even loved. He has to relearn who he is, what he is, from scratch. Thankfully, he has one person in his corner. He just never expected to have to rely on someone whose shoulders were so small. This is an a/b/o story, and will have those tropes associated with it. I hope you enjoy :)

It always starts with an accident. That’s how all these stories go. One moment, you’re minding your own business, and the next, you wake up in someone else’s body. For Caspian, his accident started earlier than he even knew. Maybe it began when his sister got him into romance novels? Or when he started really sympathizing with the villains at the ends of books? He’d never know. It was too late to worry about it now. For now, he had to find a way to fix this nightmare, or rehabilitate his image, all while trying to free himself from the fate set out for him. All because of the damn "gods" who he'd cut a deal with. These were the only two options he had available, and he wasn’t sure he could succeed at either. The man he had taken over for had been…a true piece of work. And the secret villain of the book he had been reading before he passed. It had been a harem novel. A reverse harem novel. He was trapped in a huge ass CASTLE with a bunch of men who hated him because he was taking affection and time away from their shared wife. All Cass wanted to do was be a good person, not mess around with this poor woman and her far too handsome husbands. But why would no one leave him alone? Was he too suspicious? And why, after going out of his way to avoid them like they had asked, did they keep pestering him? And where did the heroine go? How was he going to manage three, handsome men without the heroine?

"If you want to kill me, you’ll have to survive me first." On one side, we have Cilian Vane. He is an Alpha to the core, and not just an Alpha. He is a fox-eyed bastard who plays chess with people's lives with a smile. And then on the other side, we have Ren Pierce. He is an Omega slave from a fallen mafia family, and now he has one goal: to live long enough to drive a knife through Cillian’s heart. One wants to tease his captive to death. The other wants to strangle his 'master' to death. In this violent relationship between a lethal Alpha and a defiant Omega, the air is thick with pheromones and hatred. In a house where every 'kind' gesture is a trap, only one will come out on top. What will prevail? Is it love, or hate?

The Great Saint Bergliot Academy molds the world's future rulers in gilded halls. Its most sacred tradition, however, is written in blood and secrecy, binding the global elite in a dark pact. Reith Raventhas, an outsider with a hidden mission of revenge, has infiltrated this fortress of power. As the only second-year transfer, he becomes the target of its brutal hierarchy, abandoned and vulnerable. When threats of exposure and death close in from all sides, an unlikely savior emerges: Dune Grosvenor. The academy's most feared and untouchable senior, who observes everything from the top, now offers Reith his ruthless protection. But such shelter from the storm comes with a dangerous price—Dune's interest is far from benevolent, and his version of 'love' looks chillingly like obsession. Can Reith use this dangerous alliance to complete his mission and escape alive? Or will he become another prized possession in the academy's shadowy legacy, forever bound to the very man who claims to own him?

​[DARK PSYCHOLOGICAL BL THRILLER / OBSESSION] Are you trying to destroy me, Yuyan?" The golden boy’s voice wasn't filled with fear, but a dark, breathless fascination. ""You made a monster. Now you have to live with him," Yuyan smiled, his beautiful face perfectly crafted for this very moment. Seven years ago, Xu Zhifan—the Nation's Heartthrob—staged a deadly fire just to win a sick bet. He wanted to see if the boy who loved him would walk into the flames to save him. The boy did. He thought the boy died in the ashes. He was wrong. Lin Yuyan survived. He built a new face from the ruins of the old one, spending seven years sculpting himself into exactly what Xu Zhifan finds beautiful. Now, Yuyan has returned with a singular, terrifying goal: To dismantle Zhifan's perfect life piece by piece. Career . Freedom. Sanity. Yuyan controls the narrative, the leaks, the slow erosion of a golden reputation. He is patient in the way only people who have lost everything can be. He expects the golden boy to break. He expects him to beg. But as the trap finally snaps shut, Yuyan realizes a terrifying truth: Zhifan isn't breaking. He's fascinated. And the monster Yuyan came back to destroy might just fall in love with the cage.

Dr. Cassian Thorne has spent his life studying monsters. He's never met one with eyes like silver and a face like a prayer. Blackwood Psychiatric Hospital holds the criminally insane—the ones the courts can't decide about. The ones who might be broken. Might be evil. Might be both. Wren Hollow has been inside for two years. Charged with three murders he swears he doesn't remember, Wren doesn't look like a killer. He looks like a lost boy who wandered into the wrong place—small frame, dark hair falling across his forehead, pale silver eyes that make guards sneak him extra dessert and nurses bring him books. The evidence says he's guilty. His tears say otherwise. The court can't decide. Cassian's job is simple: evaluate Wren Hollow and tell the court the truth. Is he faking? Is he broken? Is he dangerous? But nothing about Wren is simple. He remembers a lecture Cassian gave five years ago. He looks at Cassian like no one else exists. He loses time, wakes up confused, and writes in journals he won't let anyone read. Sometimes—just for a second—his face changes. His voice drops. His eyes go dark. Then it's gone, and Wren is soft again, confused, asking what happened. Cassian should run. Should refer the case to someone else. Should walk away before he falls any deeper. But Wren looks at him with those silver eyes and whispers, "I've been waiting for someone to see me." And Cassian—who has been alone since his mother's murder twenty years ago—wants to be that person. He doesn't know what's waiting in the dark. He doesn't know what Wren becomes when the lights go out. He's about to find out. --- Content Warning: This book contains dark themes including obsessive relationships, power imbalances, discussions of violence and murder, psychological trauma, and morally ambiguous situations. Reader discretion is advised.