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Scarred Hearts: Book 1

EXCERPT: "I am not your wife." His humorless smile taunted me. "Our marriage certificate says otherwise." "I don't remember getting married to you, or ever getting involved with you." His fingers dragged down to my jawline, brushing over the skin with feather-like touches. "That's alright. I'll remember for both of us." "I don't want to be with you." Tears filled my eyes against my will. "Where's my family?" "I'm right here, Dahlia. I am your family now. It doesn't matter that you don't remember now. I'll remember for the both of us." . . . He says I chose him. I don't remember why. The last thing I expected after waking up from a nine-month-long coma was a man attached to my side, claiming to be my husband. But there he was. Calm, infuriatingly composed, so sure of himself, and dangerously good at making me believe we were something real. All I have are vague pieces of a night I can't forget and a man I'm not sure I can trust. Maybe he's my ruin. Maybe he's my salvation. Either way, he claims I'm his forever. *** She doesn't remember the night she chose me. One impulsive night in Vegas tied us together forever. One I could never forget. Now she looks at me like I'm a stranger. Maybe I am. The smartest, most selfless thing to do would be letting her go, letting her find her way back to me, but I'm not as selfless. I'm as selfish as they come, and this time, I wasn't letting her slip through my fingers; not to fate, not to fear, and not even to death. This time, I was going to take her heart, too.
miiimiii · 3.2k Views

The Devil CEO's Contract Wife

[Mature Content] [Dark Themes] Catherine Lane had the perfect job in Midnight City, secretary to Ares King, the impenetrable billionaire bachelor, infamously known as the devil CEO. To the outside world, Catherine's life was nothing short of flawless, but in reality, she struggles with debts on the verge of ruining her life. To avoid harassment, she decides to quit and get the cut that comes with it. As if that wasn't enough, her long-term boyfriend cheated on her, claiming she's a wreck with no future, and he's better off without her. Heartbroken and devastated, Catherine is grasping at the last straws when her boss, Ares King, proposes a contract out of the blue. "Become my wife for one year." "Why me, Mr. King?" "Because we work, Ms. Lane.” The last thing she wanted was to make a deal with the devil. But this offer is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Sell your soul to the devil for one year. How hard can that be? ********** "How many?" I froze. Did he expect me to count? "How. Many?" "I-I don't—Ah!" Ares spanked me again, continuously. My eyes stung, and sweet pain overtook me. I should feel sick from deriving pleasure from this, but strangely, I wasn't. "Two?" I teased, purposely getting the numbers wrong. "You shouldn't have done that." Just as I thought, he started again, but this time he drove each hit with more force until my ass was burning. "Fifteen!" I yelled, shaking. "Wrong." My heart momentarily stopped. "I got it right!" "You missed one." He pressed his hand on my searing bottom, and I moaned. I tried to squirm away, but he trapped my hands behind my back, his voice dark with warning. "Move again, and you'll regret it." ~ A/N: This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental.
Dy_zamite · 361.6k Views

Dear the Chosen | DTC

Prologue This work is a Thai novel. It has been translated into English with the aid of an artificial intelligence. The voice you hear is only a shadow of the original, but shadows may reveal what light cannot. Introduction This story is a meditation on ruin and philosophy. The further it goes, the less it belongs to the ground of men. Its form is fractured, its truths concealed. The first four chapters lie elsewhere, beyond this place. They are only a threshold. What begins here is the descent itself. A drama of grief and cruelty, of blood and silence. The tale grows darker as it unfolds, and the warning is plain: within these pages are things meant to wound. Systems hidden in the world, mysteries that coil and divide, paradoxes that gnaw against every philosophy. Read at your own peril. Yet know this—if you go on, you will not forget. Synopsis He was a man once. Ordinary, with a family. He held a small happiness, the kind that the world itself cannot abide. For the world hated him. The world sought his ruin. So it came to pass that he lost all things. No grief was deeper, no despair more complete. He became a husk in the shape of a man, staggering through the wreckage. Nothing left to guard. Nothing to keep. He tore at himself, he tore at others. He hunted vengeance like a starving dog hunts blood. He sank into wickedness because there was nowhere else to go. And in the end there was only the carcass of a beast, falling down into blackness. He found himself in another country, a place without mercy. A land of nightmare so absolute it mocked the very idea of waking. There he was changed. No one could name what he had become. Not man. Not beast. Something that stands above both. None could curse him. None could deny him. Demons shrieked when he passed. Gods trembled. The races of that world went into hiding. Even the void itself could not bind him. He would be more than flesh, more than soul. He would be a thing that rose beyond heaven and annihilation alike. He would stand beyond Nirvana, where language breaks and all meaning rots. And there, in that place, he would endure alone. Thank you for choosing to read it.
tegksokm · 8.4k Views

SOLD TO DARKNESS

She was a bride on her wedding day. By morning, she was a slave in chains. Aurelia’s world ends the moment it should’ve begun. Her wedding dress still clings to her skin when demons slaughter her husband and drag her from everything she’s ever loved. Sold at auction like cattle, her worth is measured in gold—not screams. And her buyer? He is Tenebrarum Mortifer—the demon whose name turns kings to ash. Cold. Cruel. Untouchable. He didn’t buy her for love. He bought her to break her. But Aurelia does not shatter. Her grief becomes fire. Her hatred, a blade. And the more she resists, the more the monster who owns her begins to unravel. What began as torment twists into something far more dangerous. She was meant to be his plaything. Now, she’s the one breaking him. --- In a kingdom ruled by demons, where broken girls burn brighter than magic—can a soul forged in grief ignite a love even hell can’t destroy? Add to your library, dive into the pages, and prepare to embrace the captivating world of Aurelia. A Small Announcement, My Dear Readers I know many of you have been following this story and waiting for more, and I cannot thank you enough for the love you’ve shown me so far. Unfortunately, due to Webnovel’s rules, I cannot continue publishing under the same submission. But don’t worry—this is not the end. The story you love is simply being reborn under a new title and new cover. Think of it as Aurelia herself—forced to shed her past but stepping forward with even greater strength. The new title will be: Concealed to the Demon Prince It is still our story: Aurelia, Tenebrarum, Kaelen, the palace shadows, the forbidden love, the dangerous obsession… everything continues exactly as before. Only the name has changed. If you’ve ever loved someone silently—like Fira loved Julius—you know how fragile and precious devotion can be. That same devotion is what I feel for this story, and I won’t let it die here. This book will be deleted soon... Please follow me to the new book, so we can continue this journey together. Your support means more than you’ll ever know. With love and gratitude. M.F any one seeing this should please try the new book. Concealed to the demon prince. I'm sure you'll love it.
MaryFreedom · 25.1k Views

THE DARK THRONE BLOODLINE EMPIRE

Genre: Dark Fantasy | Historical Fiction | Slow Burn Romance | Mystery The Light That Burns: At the precipice of womanhood, Sunslite is defined by a deep family secret: a peculiar 'light' resides in her unusual, dark eyes—a power that is the key to her ancient lineage. Her mother’s final whisper confirms the stakes: "May your journey be bright... Wherever you go, you carry my heart." The Grand House of Reinhart: Torn from her simple life, Sunslite is whisked away to The Grand House of Reinhart, a sprawling, shadowed gothic manor cloaked in mystery and centuries of tradition. Her father's command is absolute: her inner power will either save her... or burn her to ash. The Guide: Waiting for her is Hridoy (33), her new teacher and guide—a blue-eyed man whose commanding presence and unnerving reverence create immediate fear. While he pledges loyalty, his strange actions (such as a lingering, silent kiss upon her hand) confirm that her path is far from ordinary. The Test of Power: Under Hridoy's watchful, intense gaze, Sunslite must learn to control the volatile magic within. She must navigate a world of ancient libraries, secret pacts, and the overwhelming weight of destiny. Can she master the power of the Reinhart bloodline and survive a teacher who embodies both her greatest comfort and her deepest fear? Read now for a story of inherited magic, gothic intrigue, and a secret that threatens to consume the light of its own bearer.
Oriniska · 16.4k Views