betrayal

A lust that cannot be controlled

‘How cliché. I’ve read countless novels where the Hero is betrayed by their companions… but was I wrong to trust those who fought beside me for nearly six decades?’ ----- Betrayal. A word many live in fear of. A word some never expect… until it happens. A word that completely shatters one’s view of life. Just like any other heroic tale, Simon was the Hero of Earth, the one who defeated the Demon King and was about to end the war between races with his companions. Yet, in the end, he was betrayed by his own companions for reasons he never understood. Instead of finding death, Simon found rebirth. To his horror, he reincarnated as the very race he had devoted his entire life to exterminating… a race he despised, feared, and was disgusted by. Reborn as a demon infant within one of the most impoverished demon tribes, Simon found himself at the very bottom of a world he once sought to destroy. Fortunately, he was not entirely abandoned. His unique Seven Star Blessing, bestowed by his patron God, followed him through reincarnation. Armed with this Blessing and the Demonic Magic of his new race, Simon now harbors an ambition greater than ever before… to rise higher than he ever did as the Hero of Earth. To become a God. But the path forward is far from simple. Betrayals from those he would never expect. Endless trials and tribulations. And the lingering question of identity… Should he cling to his past as a human hero, or embrace his nature as a demon to survive? Can Simon abandon his hatred and live among demons? Will he erase his past entirely and fully embrace his demonic nature? Will his thirst for revenge drag him deeper into darkness… Or will he rise above it? In the end… Will he be devoured… or will he devour all?

On my third wedding anniversary, my husband poisoned me. As I lay dying on the cold restaurant floor, I watched him smile beside my step-sister his mistress since before our wedding day. My marriage was a lie. My love was a tool. And my death was carefully planned. I thought dying would finally set me free. Instead, I woke up three years in the past one week before I married the man who killed me. This time, I won’t be the obedient wife who walks blindly into her own grave. I’ll cancel the wedding. Expose their betrayal. And marry the one man my ex-fiancé fears the most. Adrian Blackwood. The Devil CEO. A ruthless billionaire with no mercy for his enemies. I walked into his office with a deal: “Marry me. Help me destroy Ethan Cole and I’ll give you everything you need to take him down.” I expected a cold contract marriage. What I didn’t expect… was the way he looked at me like I already belonged to him. “You’re under my protection now, Sophia,” he said calmly. “And I never let go of what’s mine.” Revenge was supposed to be simple. Love was never part of the plan. But falling for the Devil may be far more dangerous than the man who murdered me. Because Adrian Blackwood doesn’t play games. And once he chooses something he keeps it. Forever. In my first life, I died for love. In this life, I’ll make them all pay.

When five powerful American heiresses cross the Atlantic in search of titles, England expects beauty, money, and obedience. It receives none of those things. Rowena Vale arrives at Ashbourne Manor with her fortune carefully guarded and her intentions even more so. A strategic alliance with the cold and calculating Duke Alistair Ashbourne promises security for both their families but Rowena did not come to England merely to marry. She came to secure power. Beside her stand four equally formidable young women: Lucienne Fairrow, whose charm masks a dangerous talent for manipulation; Juniper Locke, reckless and thrilling, hiding debts that could destroy her; Elowen Price, quiet and underestimated, who sees more than she reveals; and Aurelia Dane, sharp-minded and politically driven, sent to England with a mission that reaches far beyond romance. But the London Season is no fairytale. Behind chandeliers and silk gloves lurk financial ruin, political conspiracies, secret societies, poisoned alliances, and men who believe power is their birthright. When a scandal erupts within the walls of Ashbourne Manor, whispers turn to accusations and suspicion falls dangerously close to the American girls who were never meant to survive English high society. As friendships strain under ambition and love becomes a weapon rather than a promise, the five heiresses must decide what they are truly willing to sacrifice: their reputations, their loyalties, or their hearts. Because in England, crowns are not given. They are taken. And sometimes, they are burned.

Just a quick heads-up — I update new chapters every Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Sunday. (〃^ー^〃)" [Trigger Warning: This semi dark fantasy romance contains few mature themes.] --- SYNOPSIS: •A WORLD BUILT ON LIES• Long ago, humans lived unaware of the supernatural beings hidden among them—werewolves with their primal instincts, witches whispering spells in the dark, and elves with their ancient, watchful eyes. For centuries, they coexisted in fragile silence. Then, everything shattered. Near the shadow-drenced woods of the Shadow pack kingdom, human traveler stumbled upon a gruesome scene: an old woman’s lifeless body, her skin ashen, her wounds gaping like accusations. A few paces away lay a dead werewolf, its throat ripped open, its muzzle still flecked with blood. The truth was undeniable—monsters walked among them. Fear ignited war. Humans, armed with fire and steel, hunted the supernatural races. Witches and elves were dragged into the slaughter, their homes burned, their people butchered. The bloodshed raged until King Alfred V of the Amethyst Kingdom stood before the four Werewolf Kings—Silverhowl, Crimsonheart, Shadow, and Atlassian —and offered a deal drenched in poison. A sacrifice for peace. Every twenty years, each human family would surrender a daughter to the werewolves. And in return, the future Alpha Kings must wed a human—or the war would reignite. The werewolves agreed. The witches and elves retreated, their hatred festering like an open wound. The world remained fractured, its peace a fragile lie. --- •THE PROPHECY OF FIRE• In the hidden Blaze Tribe, where crimson eyes burned like embers, the seer Prophetia foresaw annihilation. "Our people will fall," she rasped, her voice trembling. "But from the ashes, a girl will rise—the one who will bring true peace… and the one they will slaughter for it." The tribe made a desperate pact. They would cast a spell—a curse of forgotten memory—erasing their existence from the world’s mind. Their souls would be the price, but their legacy would live on in Ovelia, the child of prophecy. The night the Blaze Tribe fell, Ovelia’s parents hid her in the whispering forest, their hands shaking as they sealed a goddess—Firera—inside her infant body. Then, they turned to face their doom. --- •FATE’S CRUEL WHISPER• Ace Draven—half-werewolf, half-witch prince of Silverhowl—had never believed in destiny. Until he found a crying infant in the forest. His wolf, Fenrir, howled in recognition. A crimson thread shimmered between them—mates. But Firera, watching from within Ovelia’s soul, snarled. "She’s a child. This is too soon." With a flick of her wrist and spell, she tore the memory from Ace’s mind, leaving only an empty ache in his chest. --- •TWENTY YEARS LATER: A SACRIFICE IGNITES• Ovelia has spent her life as a slave, raised by the cruel mayor of Timberline Village—a man who would gladly sacrifice her to spare his own daughter. The night of the sacrifice, the air reeks of damp earth and iron. Torches flicker as the werewolves emerge from the shadows. And then—Ace Draven steps forward. Their eyes meet. Fenrir *howls*. Ace’s claws unsheathe, his breath ragged. He doesn’t understand why his wolf is clawing at his ribs, why his pulse hammers at the sight of this stranger. But the bond between them burns hotter than vengeance. Ovelia doesn’t know him. He doesn’t recognize her. And yet, their souls scream in unison.

He killed her father. She vowed to kill him. General Cassian Varro secured the throne with a single execution. Nyxara Kahem lost everything in that same moment. But instead of exiling her, Cassian keeps her close under his roof, under his protection, under his control. When rebellion threatens to tear the kingdom apart, the council demands a political union. Marriage is the only way to silence the south. Hatred becomes proximity. Proximity becomes tension. And tension becomes something neither of them can afford. Nyxara carries a power older than the throne itself. Cassian is immune to it. In a palace built on blood and strategy, love is not weakness. It is war.

Trigger Warning This story contains mature and dark themes including violence, assassination, psychological manipulation, obsessive romance, power imbalance, and morally grey characters. It explores toxic attraction, emotional trauma, betrayal, and scenes of life-threatening situations. Reader discretion is advised. --- Ariana is not a hero. She is not a victim. She is a weapon. A ghost trained to infiltrate, deceive, and eliminate without hesitation. She has survived by trusting no one and feeling nothing. Her latest mission is simple: kill Damian—the cold-blooded Mafia boss whose secrets could collapse empires—and disappear like she always does. But Damian is not a man who dies easily. He is ruthless. Calculating. A predator who built his kingdom on blood and fear. He notices everything. He trusts no one. And the moment Ariana steps into his world, he sees through her. What was meant to be a clean assassination spirals into something far more dangerous. Because Damian does not hunt alone. He hunts back. Every encounter becomes a silent war. Every touch feels like betrayal. Every moment together balances on the edge of violence. They circle each other like loaded guns with fingers on the trigger. Ariana was sent to destroy him. Damian is determined to break her first. In a city where loyalty is an illusion and death is currency, obsession grows in the cracks between survival and desire. They threaten each other. They provoke each other. They test how close they can stand to the edge before someone falls. Or jumps. Because when two people who do not value their own lives begin to crave each other, destruction is inevitable. This is not a love story built on softness. It is forged in blood, control, and dangerous surrender. And in the end, the question isn’t who will kill whom. It’s who will fall first. **** Assassin vibes—CHECKED Mafia danger—CHECKED Near-death tension / suicidal stakes—CHECKED Obsession / chemistry—CHECKED Psychological intensity—CHECKED

In her past life, Alodie Sinclair was the perfect, grateful puppet. She was the Rhodes Family charity case, a burden that they took in out of pity. In truth, she was their golden goose, the sole heir to her late parents vast fortune. They leeched off her while she was left to rot in the countryside. They used her and when she was no longer needed, she was thrown in jail where she died a miserable death. Alodie wakes up on the very day her nightmare began. This time, she is no longer the naive girl the Rhodes remember. Behind her quiet, obedient mask hides a world-class hacker capable of exposing every secret they buried. To secure her freedom, Alodie enters a contract marriage with the Cripple of the Barese family, unaware of the fact that he is the most powerful man in the entire city. * "Husband, since the time for our contract is up, let's divorce." Romero hauled Alodie against him, his breath hot against her ear. "What do you want wife? Do you want a baby? Money? The entire city?" His eyes narrowed. "Or is there another man? Tell me his name… So I can kill him."

Ten years of being foolishly in love! That’s what it cost Zilu to realize the woman he loved was a predator—and he was just the prey. ​Left heart broken and bleeding on a rooftop, Zilu watched his fiancée, Xena, laugh in the arms of his rival Arsh while they stripped him. He was supposed to die there, but the universe had a darker plan, and it came with a high-pitched buzz and a hunger that wouldn't quit. ​[Welcome, Host. The Swarm awaits.] ​Saved by a mysterious 'System', Zilu is given a second chance at life with a twisted catch. To survive, he must become the King of the Aedes realm. He’s no longer a man; he’s a shadow, a silent fever, a tiny executioner capable of slipping through any crack and delivering a lethal, custom-strain of Dengue to those who ruined him. ​But the System isn't just helping him settle a score. It’s hungry. It demands a "Blood Tax" from every human he touches, and as Zilu harvests for the system, he begins to realize the terrifying truth. The mosquito form is just the beginning. ​Every drop of blood he feeds the System is a key, slowly unlocking the gates to a long-forgotten Vampire Realm. Zilu started this journey wanting revenge, but the deeper he sinks into the System’s hidden agenda, the more he realizes he isn't just hunting his ex-fiancée anymore...he’s becoming the progenitor of a nightmare that will swallow the world whole.

“You’re under me,” Raymond said coldly. “And whether you accept it or not, Candy Chucks,you’re mine now.” He said her full name slowly, deliberately. Candy’s heart slammed against her ribs as his gaze dropped to her lips, dark and unreadable. His hand came to the back of her head, fingers tightening not to kiss her, but to remind her who held the power. “I’m nobody’s property,” she snapped, jerking away. “Not yours. Not anyone’s.” His lips curved into a dangerous smile. “We’ll see.” ____________ Candy Chucks’ life ends the day her father sells her to a ruthless mafia lord to settle a deadly debt. Raymond Monster is cold, feared, and unforgiving and once he claims something, he never lets go. Trapped in his world of violence and power, Candy fights to keep her freedom… until she uncovers a devastating truth about her past,one that proves her entire life was built on lies. Was she ever meant to be free… or was she always his? (Check Out My New Book _Luna Was Once A Good Girl)

Forced to be raised as a boy, Rin Perish has spent his entire life suffocated by his father's heavy-handed parenting. There is no level Rodric Perish isn't willing to stoop to to control his child, and that includes hiring 'assistants' to monitor his every move. However, Rin has his own ways of rebelling against his father. Rin makes it his personal goal to seduce each and every assistant his father sends his way, breaking his father's strict contracts with the assistants. But has Rin met his match with the new assistant, Rory Hartings? The adorably mousy boy only ever seems to have a fiery side when he's turning Rin down. Rory Hartings is on the run. Finally able to break away from his long-term abusive ex-boyfriend, Rory isn't looking to jump in the sack with anyone else anytime soon. Especially the overly confident, overly attractive Rin Perish... his new boss's son? Rory thinks his prayers have been answered when he is hired for a job with great pay and all-inclusive room and board, until he realizes things aren't exactly what they seem. Will he be able to continue resisting Rin's advances, and will Rin be able to let him go once he finally gets him into his bed?

ALLURA'S POV The rain fell like shattered glass, each drop a cruel echo of a life stolen. My grand mansion, a mausoleum of broken promises, stood silent witness to the ruin within. They stripped me bare—my fortune, my name, my very breath—leaving me a ghost in yellowed silk, haunting the halls of my own undoing. Love, I once called it, this desperate, clinging devotion to a man named Magnus. He called it a ticket. He called it a lie. And in the crimson-soaked humiliation of his study, as my best friend giggled naked beside him, I knew the bitter truth: my heart, once shattered, had turned to stone. Cast out, a pawn in a game I never chose, I ran. Through the opulent corridors of a stranger's hell, a desperate escape under the blare of alarms and the frantic cries of a dozen men. Just when fate seemed to close its fist around my throat, I stumbled. Not into freedom, but into another cage. A dark, unguarded doorway that swallowed me whole, only to spit me out into the blinding glare of a gun muzzle pressed against my skull. “Who sent you?” a voice, low and dangerous, growled from the shadows. He was impossibly tall, a silhouette of menace and raw power. I was a casualty, a bargaining chip from a life he despised, yet when my lips met his in a desperate, defiant plea for survival, a strange current sparked between us. A fierce, consuming fire that consumed the world. The bullets came next, a rat-tat-tat of death from an unseen drone. He moved like a predator, a blur of instinct and lethal grace, tearing apart the mechanical hunter with a blaster gun that seemed a natural extension of his will. We were a storm of violence and unexpected proximity, two souls thrust together by the whims of a chaotic world. He was a paradox—a brutal protector, a man who spoke of flaying skin, yet looked at me with an intensity that burned through the mask of calculated indifference. We signed the contract under the cold, assessing gaze of lawyers and shadows. My new name: Samantha Rowling. My new role: his comatose fiancée. My new purpose: to be his shield, his weapon, his other half in a world where power was currency and revenge, an art. "I'm only going to marry Samantha when she wakes up," he’d gritted, slamming his hand on the table. But as I looked at the picture of the woman who shared my face, a mirror image with darker hair and a life I was meant to steal, I knew a deeper truth. He saw not just a shield, but a spark. And I, in him, saw the forge to temper my vengeance. Magnus. He thought he had won. He thought he had broken me. But beneath the polished facade of Samantha, a storm was brewing. A hunger for retribution, sharpened by an unexpected, dangerous alliance. He would learn that some debts are paid in blood, and some hearts, once stolen, return as unforgiving steel. Magnus is going to get what's coming to him.

In the quiet blue hour before sunset, secrets unravel and hidden forces manipulate the lives of three students. Nya, Ren, and Mirion must navigate a deadly game orchestrated by a mastermind lurking in the shadows. Every choice could mean survival… or death.

For two years, Adrian Vale was the ultimate simp. He bought the expensive gifts, wrote the late-night essays, and waited like a loyal dog for a girl who never looked his way. But when he publicly confesses his love with a diamond necklace that cost him his life savings, Olivia Carter doesn't just reject him—she destroys him. Laughed at by the entire campus, mocked by the billionaire heir she leaves with, and left standing alone in the freezing rain, Adrian hits rock bottom. The "nice guy" dies that day. And something much darker wakes up. [Host Despair Level: Maximum.] [Awakening The Lust System.] Adrian is bound to a ruthless, cold-blooded system designed to forge the ultimate high-value male. Rewarding him with Lust Points for seduction and Influence Points for wealth and power, the system gives Adrian the tools to completely rewrite the hierarchy. Armed with psychological manipulation, dominant auras, and tycoon-level business insights, Adrian begins his ascent. The arrogant girls who once bullied him? They will beg for his attention. The wealthy heirs who looked down on him? He will buy their futures and crush their empires. From the campus queen bee and strict professors to untouchable billionaire CEOs, no woman is safe from his web. Adrian Vale is done playing the nice guy. The game has changed, and he’s playing to own the board.

In a world where magic is forbidden and witches are hunted, Ashlynn Blackwell has hidden her mark of the witch since birth. The night of her wedding she's betrayed and her secret is exposed. Attacked by her husband and his knights, Ashlynn was abandoned and left for dead in the wilderness. Rescued by the vampire lady Nyrielle, Ashlynn is offered a choice: die as a human or embrace her power as a witch. Bound by a mystical blood pact, Ashlynn is plunged into a world of ancient magic, immortal vampires, and deadly political intrigue for the chance to find eternal love. [Bronze Winner: Weekly Love Tales - Vampire] [Book of the Month: September/October 2024]

Four years ago, Evelyn Ashford made a mistake that would haunt her forever. As a trusted FBI agent, she mishandled the investigation of Adams Hayes, an accused man who was innocent. He came to her with evidence proving his innocence, but before she could act, he died by suicide. In despair and fearing the consequences, Evelyn destroyed the evidence and buried the secret, choosing to protect her career and reputation over justice. Since then, every award, every press celebration, every compliment has been a reminder of the life she failed to save — yet she wears a flawless, carefully crafted smile. Now, her next assignment brings her face-to-face with Silas Montclair, a powerful, enigmatic mafia heir suspected of financial crimes. Silas isn’t just a target — he is the only man who knows her darkest secret. He doesn’t just threaten her career; he threatens her very soul. To survive, Evelyn must obey his rules, hide every trace of his illicit dealings, and endure a contract that binds her success to his control. Every smile she wears hides the trembling heart beneath; every move is a careful negotiation between power and survival. As she navigates this treacherous world of high-stakes crime, blackmail, and corporate domination, something unexpected happens: attraction sparks in the shadows of danger, and trust becomes as dangerous as deceit. When the past resurfaces — the real culprit behind Adams Hayes’s death is finally revealed — Evelyn and Silas must confront secrets, lies, and truths that could destroy them both. In a world where wealth dazzles, power seduces, and secrets can kill, Evelyn must choose: protect herself and live in fear, or confront the darkness and risk everything for love, justice, and redemption. A story of ambition, guilt, forbidden desire, and relentless suspense — welcome to Splendid Melancholy.

Selena Michaels has mastered invisibility quietly surviving a fractured family, living with her grandmother and younger sister, and hiding behind the safe walls of her small bookstore. Life is predictable, mundane, and safe until a mysterious man walks in. Sabastine McGrey, a wealthy and enigmatic businessman burdened by his past, enters Ashton Park seeking an escape from a world that never slows down. When their paths cross, a spark ignites, one that challenges Selena’s quiet existence and forces her to confront desires she thought she buried long ago. As Sabastine returns, lingering in the aisles and reading quietly in the store, Selena begins to notice the subtle ways he watches, waits, and trusts her in ways no one ever has. But with a billionaire’s world full of secrets, obligations, and power, Selena must navigate a delicate balance between staying safe and stepping into the unknown. Can a quiet girl from a broken family truly survive and maybe even love a man whose world is nothing like hers?

She was left to die, wasn't she? The world had forsake her hadn't they? They had corrupted her kind little heart only desiring to live a happy life. Since her birth she was cursed, yet others called it a blessing. They wanted to use her as a weapon. The angel of death had come to liberate them from their sufferings. This time around it would be a one-sided slaughter.

His only sin… was noticing her. In a kingdom ruled by silence and power, King Morfin makes a choice he cannot undo. He sees what no one else dared to see. Saelis — a maid who does not bow like the others. A woman who does not tremble. Married to Thorn, loyal and fiercely devoted, she never seeks attention. Yet attention finds her — and once it does, it refuses to let go. What begins as curiosity becomes obsession. What feels like admiration becomes possession. And when a king desires what is not his to take, the cost is never paid by him alone. Thorn will bleed for a sin he never committed. Saelis will stand between love and survival. And the palace will learn that power can command obedience— But it can never command the heart. In a world where being noticed is more dangerous than being loved, one question remains: When a king falls… who will fall with him?