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“You hate me, don’t you?” Dante murmured, lips ghosting over mine in slow torture. “More than anything.” “Good.” The smirk on his face was sickening. “It’ll make it that much sweeter when you beg me to ruin you.” _ To escape a marriage to a tyrant, Amara Vitale makes a reckless bargain with a devil she’s hated all her life. Dante DeLaurentis. Her rival since childhood, sworn enemy to her family, and the man who would burn down whatever stood in his path to ash if it meant getting what he wants. The plan is simple: A fake engagement to save her from her father’s brutal alliance. But every lie they tell themselves, every kiss they fake, and every dangerous night in his world blurs the line between pretense and obsession. Soon, her greatest enemy becomes her fiercest protector, but also the man who could break her heart or ruin her family forever. In a world where blood and betrayal rule, love isn’t something she can afford. When enemies threaten to ruin everything she holds dear, Amara must decide if surrendering to Dante will save her…or destroy her completely.

[Warning: this story contains dark themes] **** Seven years ago, Ruby Emerald believed she had everything: love, stability, a future she could finally trust. On her wedding anniversary, she planned a surprise that would change their lives forever. Instead, her world shattered. She found her husband having sex with his ex, the words that followed cutting deeper than the betrayal itself. He said loving her made him feel small. Empty. The child she carried was her quiet miracle, who never got the chance to be born. Ruby lost her pregnancy on the very day meant to celebrate life, sealing her heartbreak in silence. When grief had barely settled, life demanded more. Her mother’s heart was failing. There was a need for surgery, which was devastatingly expensive. Her father’s debts threatened to swallow the family business whole. Ruby was drowning. Then came the knock on her hospital door. Her ex-husband’s stepfather, Max Byron, stepped inside, immaculate and unreadable, his presence commanding the room before he spoke a single word. A man of power, control, and secrets. “I can solve all your problems,” he said. Hope flared, dangerous and fragile until he finished: “My only condition… is that you marry me.” Trapped between survival and self-respect, Ruby is forced into a marriage built on necessity, not love. But beneath the cold arrangement and unspoken boundaries, something unsettling begins to grow, slow, restrained, impossible to ignore. Because the most dangerous thing about this marriage isn’t the bargain she made— It’s the feelings she never agreed to feel.

**WARNING** This story contains scenes of extreme physical violence and psychological breakdown. Reader discretion is advised. The groom walked heavily across the veranda floor. The pungent, sharp scent of wine mingled with the cold night air. Dazed and unsteady, he flung open the carved double doors with the reckless haste of a drunkard and stumbled inside. Hàn Yuè (汉月) sat on the edge of the bed, silent and with her head bowed. Her thin, white nightdress was visible in the dark room, lit only by the candle. Her eyes were full of sadness; she knew this union was no marriage, but a blood pact between two powerful clans. The groom cast a heavy, bleary-eyed gaze over her. He slammed the door shut and leaned against it. Hàn Yuè looked up, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. A cruel sneer played on the man’s lips as he rasped: "I still find it hard to believe that… the unattainable daughter of the Lán (嵐) clan has fallen into my hands like this. Well... such was your fate; you had better get used to it. From now on, we are husband and wife, and we have got a long, exciting night ahead of us!" Without a word, Hàn Yuè rose. With a sorrowful expression, her trembling hands reached for the ties of her robe; the soft silk slipped from her shoulders and pooled onto the floor. The groom, his eyes glinting with arrogance, reached to untie his sash when, suddenly… The quiet room was suddenly broken by the loud sound of wood breaking. The broad blade of a sword pierced through the wooden door with unrestrained violence, passing straight through the groom's spine. The bloodied tip of the blade protruded from his abdomen, stopping directly in front of Hàn Yuè’s terrified eyes. Pinned to the door, the groom’s eyes bulged from their sockets as his body convulsed. A stifled, rattling sound emanated from his throat. Hàn Yuè covered her mouth with trembling hands and staggered back in horror. A moment later, the shadow behind the door pulled the sword out with a swift, ruthless motion. A fountain of blood sprayed from the groom’s mouth, splattering the floorboards. The man’s knees gave way, and he collapsed face-first onto the ground. While drops of dark blood had splashed onto Hàn Yuè's skirt, she let out a loud, and piercing scream. **ABSTRACT** Prince Hēiláng (黑狼), desperately enamoured with the noblewoman Hàn Yuè, finds his path to union thwarted by formidable political constraints. In his quest to claim her, he strikes a dangerous bargain—a choice that irrevocably alters the course of their lives and unleashes consequences far more brutal than he had ever conceived.

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Title: The Mâfiã Âlphã ​Genre: Romance / Drama / Mafia Action / Billionaire / seductive Themes: Betrayal, Hidden Identity, Generational Wars, Love-Hate Chemistry ​The Core Premise ​Lily Willems, a fiercely independent woman working as a waitress to uncover the truth about her father’s death, finds herself caught in the crosshairs of a lethal power struggle. Her world collides with Dante Vane, the "Alpha"—a cold, calculating mafia billionaire who rules the city with an iron fist. Lily believes Dante is the villain who destroyed her family, but the truth is far more tangled and dangerous. ​The Story So Far ​The narrative begins with a violent encounter at Dante’s exclusive club, The Obsidian. After a narrow escape from a rival hit squad (The Red Fang), Dante whisks Lily away to his private estate. There, the first of many masks falls: Lily and Dante are already married. Ten years ago, on the night of a catastrophic fire that supposedly killed Lily's father, Dante entered into a secret marriage contract with an eighteen-year-old Lily to "protect" her bloodline and assets. Since then, he has watched her from the shadows, letting her live a humble life while he consolidated power. ​The Rising Conflict ​The relationship is a volatile "love-hate" battlefield. Lily loathes Dante for his lies and his coldness, yet she is irresistibly drawn to his protective nature and the raw chemistry between them. As they flee from one high-tech sanctuary to another, new players emerge: ​Silas Vane: Dante’s "dead" brother, a scarred psychopath who wants to reclaim the Vane empire and use Lily as a bargaining chip. ​Caspian Willems: Lily’s long-lost brother, a high-ranking member of the Red Fang Triad. He reveals that their father, Richard Willems, may still be alive and playing a much darker game than anyone realized. ​The Stakes ​Lily is no longer just a waitress; she is the "Paper Queen." Her bloodline holds the biometric keys to a global fortune that both the Vane and Willems families are willing to kill for.

They said she didn’t belong. In the Grimridge Pack, your mate is your proof of worth. Sable has none. Scentless. Defective. A flaw the pack would rather hide than accept. She kneels in the dirt while they laugh, a living reminder of everything that shouldn’t exist. So when Adrian reaches for her, she dares to believe. For one fragile moment, she thinks she’s finally been chosen. Until he lets go. Not because he can’t have her— but because she doesn’t fit the image of the pack he wants to control. And Sable? She is not perfect. She is not quiet. She is not something that can be hidden. So he casts her aside. Publicly. Coldly. Like she was nothing. But while the pack turns its back on her— someone else has been watching. Cassian. The most feared Alpha in the territory. Ruthless. Untouchable. A man who doesn’t care about appearances. He doesn’t reject her. He doesn’t hesitate. He observes. And then he claims her. Because Sable was never meant to be hidden. She was never meant to be discarded. She was meant to be his. And when Cassian decides she belongs to him… Grimridge won’t stay perfect for long.

In the deranged world of Jujutsu Kaisen, having no Cursed Energy and no Cursed Technique is the greatest original sin. Touma Hayase crossed into this world with nothing. A talentless monkey in the eyes of every sorcerer, orphaned by Cursed Spirits that butchered both his parents, he nearly died the same way they did. Then, on the knife's edge of death, he obtained the "Simulator". No room for trial and error in the real world? Fine. He'd pay for every lesson in blood inside the Simulator. He began hunting for truth within those simulations, piecing together every scrap of intelligence about this twisted world. Used as bait by a deranged supervisor. Thrown onto the front lines as a meat shield by the Zenin Clan. Marked for extermination by Special Grade Curse Users who considered him a remnant of the old era. Through countless deaths, countless simulated dead ends, Touma didn't just accumulate unfathomable depths of Cursed Energy. He awakened an Innate Technique all his own: Phantom Night Parade, the power to forcibly read and replicate any Cursed Technique. Go ahead. Kill me once. I'll steal your techniques and your secrets from inside the Simulator. Years later, the Shibuya Incident erupted. The Culling Game began. When the Big Three Sorcerer Families and the rotten elite scrambled for a scapegoat, they found that the monkey they'd once trampled underfoot had already climbed a throne built on the corpses of Special Grade Cursed Spirits and high-ranking sorcerers alike, hell-bent on tearing this twisted world apart and rebuilding it from the ground up.

The war between angels and devils has raged for ten thousand years. The Soulforge - divine engine of the angelic saviors - sustains all of reality by reclaiming the souls of the fallen. Harvester Vael has processed ten thousand bodies. He has never questioned his faith. Until a dying devil whispers three words: "The war is a farm." What he uncovers beneath the Forge will force him to choose between the universe and his conscience - and neither choice is clean.

The Good News: I was reborn into the Zenin Clan, one of the Three Great Families of the jujutsu world. The Bad News: I was born with zero Cursed Energy. A reject. ​But a childhood tragedy didn't just break me—it awakened my bloodline. The Mangekyō Sharingan. ​With these eyes, I wield a divine power capable of absolute destruction (Amaterasu) and an ethereal defense that renders me untouchable (Kamui/Susanoo). Armed with the terrifying Gedo Mazo (Demonic Statue of the Outer Path) and a Special Grade Cursed Tool unique to me, the "failure" of the Zenin clan is ready to rise. ​To me, Sorcerers and Cursed Spirits are nothing more than tools to pave my path to the pinnacle. ​Gojo Satoru claims to be the strongest in the modern era. Ryomen Sukuna reigns as the strongest in history. But what of Zenin Mirai, the one who trampled the strongest of two generations? ​The throne that commands all sorcerers and spirits... Two thrones sit side by side at the peak. But is there enough room for one person to sit on both? .... ..... ..... Early access to advance chapters on immortaldaowriter.gumroad.com Raw:咒术回战：王座之上 ​Not a fan of monthly subscriptions? You can now send a one-time tip via Gumroad! It helps me keep this fic a priority and ensures the updates stay consistent: https://immortaldaowriter.gumroad.com/l/vchiqn Discord:https://discord.gg/Rntx3SxvYj

Chain Wolfsbane the commander of the Hunter Corps, eliminates threats before they are ever seen. Cold, precise, and feared, he believes mercy is a weakness the world cannot afford, he tortures demons before he kills them because he believes their lives are too cheap a payment for the chaos and death of the innocents they’ve caused. Leox is a ruthless executioner and commander of the False Sun Knights who turns public slaughter into a terrifying art form, using the rhythmic spray of crimson to feed the crowd’s darkest desires and shape how the world remembers his "justice," But beneath their war of ideology lies something far darker. A forbidden organization known as the Order of the Convened Heart is sacrificing entire villages to awaken an ancient being buried beneath reality itself. As blood rituals spread and kingdoms begin to collapse into fear, hunters, knights, and civilians are all pulled into a conflict they do not fully understand. And at the center of it all… is a truth neither Chain nor Leox are prepared to face. Because the real enemy is not just the demons they hunt— It is what those demons were created to protect the world from. When the seal begins to break, the hunters will no longer fight monsters. They will fight extinction.

In the slums beneath Veston, Kael fled before his mother's body grew cold. No sun. No flowers. No hope. No dreams. Winter and gang lords buried them all. "Pray to the gods and endure for a better tomorrow," his mom said. Why would he pray to the same gods who denied him peace? Who thrust him into this nightmare? No, he'd carve a way to Veston with his own hands, and it started by breaking his promise to his mother for survival. But the job for gang lord Garrick Vane went wrong. He was left for dead with nothing but a ledger salvaged from a submerged temple. But he refused death. "I persist." Two words that awakened a forbidden power, an unlicensed truth anchored to belief and paid for in the warmth of his most precious memories. Now a heretic hunted by priests who burn the unfaithful, Kael discovered the ledger tracked everything: his stress, his anchor, the price he had already paid. Every choice stresses his truth. And if his anchor breaks, he wouldn't just die: he'd become something worse. **** Discord server: https://discord.gg/ubzzKM5wfp If you're enjoying the story and want to keep it free, please read it here: https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/155290/the-crack-in-heaven-a-litrpg-progression-fantasy Don't forget to hit follow and comment there as well to make the algorithm notice your investment in Kael's story. 

A person from our world reincarnated in the world of MHA with the powers of upper moons

Kailen Darkhaven had a simple, happy life growing up. But when a sudden misfortune claimed the lives of his parents two years ago, his entire world collapsed. His heart broke, his grades plummeted, and worst of all, on his sixteenth birthday—his final chance at hope—he failed to become an Awakener. By his seventeenth birthday, hungry, exhausted, and alone, Kailen collapsed in an alleyway, regretting how pitiful his life had been. As he drifted toward what he believed was death’s embrace… something impossible happened. Instead of dying, he awakened bound to a mysterious artifact—an object of overwhelming, incomprehensible power that defied every known law of the universe. For the first time since losing everything, a spark lit within him. With this second opportunity, Kailen vows to never be weak again. In a world where strength determines identity, status, and survival, he will rise above every boundary placed upon him. He will shatter every perception of strength. He will seize control of his fate. He will climb until he stands at the absolute Pinnacle of the universe! --- Tags: #Psychological #Interstellar( with advanced technology) #Unrivaled #ExtremelyFastPaced #UndeadArmy #NoHarem #RuthlessMC #Urban #Apocalypse #Mythical creatures( elves, vampires, witches, dwarves etc) #IntelligentMC(High IQ, deductive , strategic, high functioning psychopath) Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real names, places, or events is coincidental. This is an extremely fast-paced novel, and the protagonist becomes absurdly overpowered. He is not the usual “hero complex” type. The villain and antihero tags are not for show. If you are looking for a “goody-two-shoes” protagonist, this novel is not for you. Kailen is a morally grey character. He makes decisions that those interested in hero complex protagonists may not find pleasant. Note for Readers (Please do not skip): Early on, Kailen awakens with a shadow affinity. Yes—it may remind you of popular works you've read… but this is only the beginning. As the story progresses, he will unlock and master multiple affinities. The shadow affinity is a nod to some of my favorite novels, but the journey, characters, and world are entirely my own. Join the Community: Care to interact with me and other readers? Help with things such as character art, fandom wiki, OSTs, and more? Join our Discord: https://discord.gg/d5yf4sgb3y Credit to Nortex for the amazing revamp on the discord server

Warning: Heavy sexual content and a fucked up male lead. Throw morally grey out the window. Excerpt: "Do you trust me?" His hand drifted to her neck. If he had asked her to walk into the fire with him right then, to tumble willingly into chaos, she would have said yes without hesitation. Her entire body shivered as she nodded, heart hammering, her pulse a wild drum against her ribs. "Always use your words, Bambola. Do you trust me?" he asked again. "Yes…yes…" Her back arched against him instinctively, skin flushed and glistening, every nerve screaming, every muscle taut and alive. Luca's other hand tightened at her neck, squeezing until she gasped for breath. The sensation was exquisite and terrifying, every nerve ending alight as he manipulated the fine line between restriction and pleasure. Vee squeezed her eyes shut, nails digging into his arm as she clung to him, her breath rattling in her chest. He sensed her reaching the edge and drove her closer, the hand at her neck tightening harder. "Luc…" she choked out, a fragmented plea that shattered as her body convulsed, releasing a hot, desperate wave against his fingers and the rug beneath them. Synopsis: She insulted the devil. He decided to own her. Veronica Scalese walks into New York’s elite club, ‘Commissioned’ by accident—and mouths off to the wrong man; Luciano Genovese popularly known as ‘The Devil’. He grants favours but gets your soul in return. When Luca comes to collect a debt from her father, the payment demanded is flesh. Veronica becomes both Luca’s weakness and his obsession. He burns his empire to the ground to keep her. Undressed by the Mafia God is a mafia romance story where power is foreplay, love is a liability, and the most terrifying thing a god can do… is fall. From the author that brought you: 1. Defying The Rogue Alpha 2. The Vampire's Luna 3. Undressed By His Arrogance

I was sold to a monster, but I became a widow before the wedding night even began. Don Gio died in our bridal suite, leaving me untouched and terrified. I thought I was free... until the door burst open. Enter Nico Ferrante, the exiled heir and ruthlessly handsome devil who hated his father... and was now, my stepson. With a gun pointed at my head, I told the only lie that could save me from being executed as a gold-digger: "Don't shoot! I’m pregnant with the heir!" Nico didn't pull the trigger. Instead, he cornered me, stripping my soul bare with his dark eyes. He leaned in, his hot breath ghosting over my neck, and whispered the secret that should have killed me: "My father was impotent, little liar... Or should I say... step-mother?" But he didn't expose me. Instead, he offered a wicked arrangement. The Mafia Council demands an heir to prevent a war? Fine. He will give me one. Now, I am trapped in a golden cage, playing the grieving widow by day and submitting to my stepson’s dark demands by night. It’s a business transaction... But why does his touch set my body on fire? We are committing the ultimate sin for a crown of blood. But what happens when the lie becomes real?

A world oozing both dread and the sublime, a place so vast where each region shifts between its own unique realities, An incomprehensible number of strange beings inhabiting the vastness of the cosmos in quiet solitude, sometimes Ambitious. An emotional and exhilarating driven story encompassing the intensity of life and the nature of being, high stakes under the scope of disorder, thrilling events and most importantly a journey of self discovery, This is Divine Apotheosis!

In a world where power defines existence, the weak are nothing more than fuel for the strong. Diablo was never meant to live. Born from forbidden bloodlines vampire, werewolf, and demon his very existence was a sin against the natural order. Before his power could awaken, he was captured… reduced to nothing more than a test subject in a hidden facility known only as The Crucible. Chains became his childhood. Pain became his teacher. Survival became instinct. While others broke… He adapted. While others screamed… He evolved. Until one day. Something inside him awakened. Not humanity. Not mercy. Something far worse. As the chains shatter and the facility descends into chaos, Diablo takes his first step into a world that fears his existence. But this is no story of revenge. He does not seek justice. He does not seek redemption. He seeks dominion. In a world ruled by ancient bloodlines, rising kingdoms, and hidden gods, a new predator has been born one that devours power itself. And this time… The monster isn’t locked in the cage.

In a world ruled by strength and chaos, a soul from modern Earth awakens in the frail body of a seven-year-old Sakazuki. Orphaned by pirates and left with nothing but a burning hatred, he refuses to remain weak. With knowledge from his past life and the power of the Magma Magma Fruit, he begins his ruthless ascent through the ranks of the Marines. But justice is not so simple. Corruption festers within the very institution meant to uphold order, and the line between protector and tyrant blurs with every battle. Undeterred, Sakazuki will forge his own path—one paved with fire and blood. From a vengeful child to the most feared force in the Marines, witness the rise of a man who will set the seas ablaze and redefine what it means to bring order to a chaotic world. 100 Power Stones = 1 Bonus Chapter ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• ● I do not own anything related to One Peice, this is purely a fanfiction. There will not be any system or special perks for the MC, he will rely entirely on himself. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• To read 26+ advance chapters and support me, visit my p@treon at - P@atreon/SilverShark769

Emma’s UC Berkeley acceptance letter should have been the happiest day of her life. Instead, it ends with her walking in on her boyfriend mid-thrust with another girl. Heartbroken and furious, she drowns the pain in a downtown Oakland bar. One electrifying look from the older stranger at the end of the counter is all it takes. Their night in a San Francisco hotel is raw, commanding, and devastatingly perfect, the best sex she’s ever had. By morning she forgives her boyfriend. They promise a clean slate on campus. Until her first philosophy lecture. The man who ruined her for anyone else walks to the podium. “Professor Logan Blackwood,” he says, eyes locking on hers. Now the only man she craves is the one she can never have again. And he’s already decided she’s his.

“In an age where knowledge cuts deeper than knives, Victoria is about to learn far more than is safe for any soul to bear.” Victoria and Robert were torn from the gentle dullness of their ordinary century and cast into a realm governed by proto-concepts—those ancient, unblinking truths from which life, death, and divinity themselves are carved. Proclaimed “Heroes” by a world too desperate to question its own choices, they were commanded to rise in strength, confront a Demon Lord, and deliver salvation to a land that had never been theirs. Robert donned the mantle with the fervour of a man stepping into destiny. Victoria… hesitated. And in that hesitation, something old—older than scripture, older than light—turned its gaze toward her. She felt its attention like a draft through a locked room. In a moment poised between terror and terrible understanding, she accepted its offer: a contract sealed in silence, a year of her life exchanged for a thing that should never have been permitted to exist. Not in this world. Not in any. She did not yet grasp that, in straying from the Hero’s ordained path, she had not merely shifted her fate— she had begun to unwrite the very scaffolding of her humanity. Now Victoria walks like a phantom through a world that has marched on without her— one year behind the celebrated Hero, yet burdened with an insight so sharp it threatens to cut her free from mortality itself. She can now trespass upon knowledge forbidden to scholars, sorcerers, or even those who stand at the pinnacle of human mastery. She commits the kind of acts whispered only of beings who have stepped beyond the human threshold… and never returned. And in a world built on primordial, immovable truths, one truth endures: Knowledge is power. But power, when mishandled, becomes a curse that devours its bearer— quietly, inevitably, like rot beneath embroidered silk.