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CRAVING MY FATHER'S BESTFRIEND

Ava is twenty-two, in her final year of hotel management, and she has built her life around a man who never knew the full truth. She keeps a wooden box under her bed with birthday cards, hotel key cards, small notes, and little things Adrian gave her over the years. It is more than a keepsake box. It is a private museum of devotion. Every time she opens it, her fingers shake just a little, her throat tightens, and she has to look away for a second before touching the oldest card, because the memory of who she was when she received it still lives in the paper. That emotional symbol gives the book a strong spine. Readers can feel her longing before the romance even starts. Adrian is returning to New York after four years away. He is older, sharper, more powerful, and more isolated than before. He has built a global hotel empire, but his success has cost him sleep, peace, and stillness. He suffers from insomnia and keeps it hidden behind discipline and cold control. He is the kind of man who looks composed from a distance, but Ava notices the small cracks. The loosened tie after a long flight. The pause before he answers a question. The faint pressure between his brows when he thinks no one is watching. He is not yet in love with her. At first, he is simply stunned by how much she has grown. Their reunion is quiet, but it lands like a storm. He says her name, and she nearly forgets how to breathe. She says “Hi, Adrian,” and instantly hates how small it sounds. He smiles at her with the same familiar warmth he always had, but now that warmth feels dangerous. During dinner, the atmosphere is normal on the surface: Chloe passing dishes, Daniel speaking with his hands, laughter moving around the table. Beneath that normality, Ava is unraveling. She touches the rim of her glass, avoids Adrian’s eyes for too long, then looks up and finds him already watching her. That tiny moment becomes the beginning of the emotional pressure that drives the book. The internship at Blackwood International is important because it keeps Ava’s ambition central. She is not simply “the girl who loves the billionaire.” She is a serious student, determined to earn her place. Adrian sends the opportunity without making it a favor, and that matters. He frames it as professional, not sentimental. He respects her desire to build something on her own. Ava’s fingers hover over the application button more than once, her stomach twisting with the fear that people will think she got in because of him. Lily, her best friend, becomes the voice that grounds her. She does not romanticize the situation. She asks the hard question: is Ava applying because it is a great opportunity, or because it is Adrian? Once Ava enters Blackwood International, the emotional rhythm changes. Adrian starts seeing her in a professional setting. Not as Daniel’s daughter. Not as the girl with birthday cards. As a capable woman who can hold a room, solve problems, and speak with confidence. That shift is the first real crack in Adrian’s self-control. He notices the way she tucks her hair behind her ear when thinking, the way she squares her shoulders before speaking, the way she presses her thumb against the side of her index finger when nervous. These physical details matter because they make her feel real and alive. They also start to disarm him. He begins to admire her in a way that makes him uncomfortable. His attraction does not arrive loudly. It arrives as a question he cannot answer.
Deborah_Uche_7459 · 10.5k Views

My Milf Conqueror System

WSA 2026 entry!!! Warning this novel contains explicit content!!! I’ve always been invisible. Just another face in the crowd. The kind of guy who gets overlooked, dismissed, and forgotten. And she? The woman I’ve always had a crush on? She doesn’t even know I exist. To her, I’m just the guy who picks up her coffee at the café, the guy who runs errands, the guy who’s nowhere near her league. But then, everything changed. One day, out of nowhere, I’m granted a system. A tool that promises to transform my life. [Ding! New Mission: Seduce and Conquer a MILF – Reward: $10,000 + Charisma Skill Unlock] A MILF? I had no idea what I was getting into. But when I started, it was clear: the game wasn’t just about women. It was about power. The system gave me everything I needed to start my ascent: confidence, charm, skills, and soon, I was stepping into the world of the rich, the influential, the women I once only dreamed about. With every conquest, I get closer to something bigger: wealth, status, connections. Each MILF I win over not only elevates my life but also unlocks new opportunities, new tasks, and new challenges. [Ding! New Mission: Win Over the Wealthiest MILF in Town – Target: A CEO of a Multi-Billion Dollar Corporation] The rewards are insane. The women? Gorgeous, powerful, and oh so willing. But the deeper I dive, the more I realize the stakes. The wealthier the MILF, the more dangerous the game. I’ll use my new skills to rise higher, becoming a man of influence and power. A force that can’t be ignored. From one conquest to the next, I’ll build my empire of women and riches. Money, women, power- nothing will stand in my way. Not even the world that once looked down on me. [Ding! New Mission: Secure an Elite Position in a Fortune 500 Company – Reward: Unlock Elite Social Status + Advanced Influence Abilities] They thought I was a nobody. Now, I’m the man they’ll never be able to forget. .... [Mass release and bonus chapters] 200 power stones = 2 bonus chapters (fuel the addiction) 10 golden tickets = 1 bonus chapter (every bit counts ) Magic Castle = 5 bonus chapters (now we're talking Spacecraft = 1 WEEK mass release (3 chapters a day—nonstop content) Golden Gachapon = 2 WEEKS mass release (3 or 2 chapters a day… we go big or go home)
TimothyRose · 846.2k Views

Undressed By The Mafia God

"Luca, please…" she cried. "You need to see who the devil really is. And decide if you want me that way," he said. "Because this is who I am. You either accept it or reject it." Luca's hand reached for a knife from the array of tools spread meticulously on the desk. "I wanted to prolong his suffering…" he murmured. "Luca…" she whispered. "But since this is a show and tell…" Without a pause, he cut the rope holding Inferi's wrists, letting the man drop heavily to the floor with a thud that made the room shudder. Inferi's eyes, wide with terror, flicked to Vee as his body twisted weakly under the weight of his injuries. "This isn't one of those times when you ask me to let someone go, I am going to kill him right here." "You have two choices," he continued. "Walk away right now, and I will accept that you will never accept who I am. Or stay and watch me kill him, to prove to me that you accept all of me, that you want all of me." "God, please, Luca, don't do this." Behind Luca, Inferi struggled weakly on the floor. Luca looked only at her. "It's simple, Vee. I am giving you a choice. I don't have a gun to your head, now, do I? Are you ashamed of who I am, or do you accept who I am?" "It's not so simple!" Vee yelled. "You're asking me to stand here while you take a life." "I will count to ten." He gestured with the knife toward the steel door behind her. "There is the door. Here is me." "Jesus!" Vee bit down on her lower lip. She squeezed her eyes shut. "Jesus Christ!" "One…" "Two…" She stepped toward him. "Three…" "I'm not running." She moved closer. "I will not run. I will stay." "Four…" Vee drew in a shaky breath, steadying herself against the tidal wave inside her. "I meant what I said last night. I said I love you. I meant it. But don't subject me to this. It will not change how I feel about you. It won't." She stepped even closer, until the knife hovered inches from her hip. "But it will most definitely change me." She swallowed hard. "If you make me stand here and watch this, you are not testing my love. You are reshaping me into something I may never recognize again." Her hands came up slowly and pressed against his chest. "I love the man who protects. The man who terrifies everyone else but holds me like I matter." Her eyes glistened, but she did not look away. "I know what you are. I accept what you are. But do not ask me to become it." "Five…" Luca moved behind Inferi now, the knife hovering at his throat. Vee's feet rooted to the floor, the edge of Luca's jacket gripped tightly in her fists. Her eyes, brimming with tears locked onto his, daring him to see, really see, what she was becoming in his presence. "Six…" he continued. He held the knife steady against Inferi's skin, a cold, absolute line of judgment, waiting. And in that pause, Luca realized a part of him wanted her to run, desperately. He wanted her to bolt, to retreat from this room of blood and fear, because maybe, just maybe, if she ran, he would see the futility of the obsession clawing at him from the inside. "Seven…" he murmured. "Eight…" "Nine…" 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.
JoyceOrtsen · 1.3m Views

The Cardamom Anchor

In a city buried under forgetful snow, survival is a math problem. For twenty-four-year-old Risay, the equation just turned fatal. Poverty is a full-time job. To keep his sick mother’s apartment warm in a freezing, unforgiving metropolis, Risay controls every minute of his life with rigid precision. He copes with the chaos by sketching clean, minimalist lines, finding peace in empty spaces. Then he takes a shortcut. In a dark alley, Risay witnesses a murder unlike any other. The killer isn’t a thug, but something far more terrifying, a man who treats death like design. Limbs arranged at perfect angles. Blood wiped clean. A scene made flawless. And then something impossible happens. The killer leaves behind a heavy silver USB drive. Desperate, Risay steals it, only to destroy the one thing the killer values most. In his panic, he disturbs the body, breaking its perfect symmetry. Now he’s been noticed. The man who calls himself the Gardener doesn’t hunt with rage. He corrects imperfections. Risay isn’t chased. He’s studied, manipulated, taken apart piece by piece. His home begins to change. His belongings are rearranged. Messages appear, calm, polite, and deeply unsettling. Clean the rot. But the drive Risay stole holds something far worse than money. It contains the blueprint for a violent transformation of the city, one that will erase entire neighborhoods, including his own. Alone, outmatched, and betrayed, Risay realizes he cannot survive by logic alone. To protect the fragile, chaotic warmth of his mother’s world, he must become the one thing the Gardener cannot control. Chaos. A gripping psychological thriller about survival, control, and the cost of perfection, The Cardamom Anchor explores what happens when order goes too far and what it takes to break it.
Raven_5725 · 13.1k Views