betrayal

The Moon Goddess made a mistake— or maybe this was a curse just like everyone says it is. But I always knew deep down that I was never meant to be theirs. They belonged to her. To my twin sister, Chalice, who was sweet. Perfect. Worshipped by the entire pack… and pure venom behind closed doors. The three brothers— Zevran, Kael, and Caelum— hate me with a fire that burns hotter than the bond tying us together. And I know because I see it in their eyes… I feel it in the way their burning touch lingers a second too long. They despise me. Just like everyone else does. But they want me. And no matter how much I try to stay away, the mate bond keeps dragging me back into their world of heat, power, hatred and danger. Maybe, I should leave… I know. But fate plays a cruel game. And as truths unravel and secrets come to light, the triplets— the ones who once despised me— now see me for who I am. Now, they want me— unabashedly. But by the time they realize this, it is a little too late. I’ve been broken by them a little too much. And I am done being anyone’s pawn. ~*~ “We want you, Leilani… we always have. Always would. Please take this as our way of saying sorry. For everything, for not believing you… for letting our judgements be clouded by…” Caelum said softly, his voice trailing off, his breath warm and ticklish against my fingers that he brought up to his lips as his other hand found the warm spot between my thighs. My eyes snagged on his full lips— pink and inviting; But they’d been kissed by another. And I don’t do leftovers. I sighed exasperatedly, shaking my head to rid myself of this pitiful sight and clenching my legs together to force his hands out. He didn’t budge. “No.” I said sharply, my voice coming out stronger than I expected especially with their bodies pressed against mine, and their lips creating sparks across my body. “I’m done. Go back to Chalice… she suits you more than I ever did.” Kael’s voice vibrated through my body as he pressed himself flush against me. His brothers Caelum and Zevran leaned in too, their lips on the shell of my ears, one’s fingers grazing over my taut nipple. “I’ll burn the world, Leilani,” he growled, his voice deep. Threatening. “I’ll burn the entire world, if that’s what it takes to win you back.” “Then I'd like to see you after the world’s been successfully burnt down. Maybe then we’ll have this conversation.” I answered, and with that, I pushed their hands away and leapt off the cupboard. And as I walked out of the kitchen, I felt their eyes drilling holes into my back, hotter than a thousand lasers all at once. But I didn’t falter. I didn’t turn around. I was the monster they’d made. CONTENT WARNING: This book contains triggers and explicit scenes of abuse, Graphic violence and murder, explicit sexual activities, strong language and dark, obsessive romance. Readers discretion advised. ****

She went back to forget him. Six years ago, Fang Zhiyuan was her whole world — her first love, her biggest mistake, the wound she carried all the way to New York and never let anyone touch. She thought time had done its work. She thought she was finally ready to face the city that held all her ghosts. She was wrong. Because he is still there. Still sorry. Still looking at her like no time has passed at all — like six years of silence can be undone with the right words, the right moment, the right kind of persistence. And part of her, the part she thought she had buried, is listening. What Fang Zhiyuan doesn't know is that Cheng Yi came back wearing someone else's ring. What she doesn't know is how to explain to herself why, with her husband thirteen thousand kilometres away, she still reaches for her phone just to hear his voice. First love never really lets go. But sometimes, what holds you tightest isn't what you lost. It's what you almost walked away from.

Noah, an omega hated by his own family, fought his way into a prestigious university for geniuses. To pay his tuition, he worked himself to the bone… only for his elder brother to steal every coin he saved. Noah followed him to a luxury hotel to retrieve the money, but Noah walked straight into a trap. His brother had planned to sell him to three powerful men. Cornered and drugged, Noah used nothing but courage and wit to escape— but he ran straight from the frying pan into the fire. Because the man he crashed into was stronger, colder, and infinitely more dangerous… and Noah had no idea he was the Alpha President of Wesnot Country. --- Adam Reynolds, the iron-blooded Alpha President, was on a diplomatic visit when his rut unexpectedly broke through. With no medicine, he was rushed to a nearby hotel suite to suppress it. He intended to endure the pain alone— until a sweet, irresistible omega pheromone drifted past his door. Instinct snapped. He dragged the omega inside… and lost control. --- When Adam learned the next morning that the omega he touched was a civilian student, he prepared to at least make up for what he had done, quietly. But Noah was not the fragile omega everyone assumed. The next day, headlines exploded across the nation: “President of Wesnot accused of forcing himself on a young omega!” To protect himself—Adam is left with only one choice: Marry the scheming little omega who had exposed him.

This is the story of a man who had no choice but to become a villain. But not just any villain because even villains have standards. This is the journey of a man learning how to become one. And to help him, the MC has access to an unlimited number of villains in his System Space, pulled from across all realities from every known dimension: Murim, Cultivation, Supernatural, Urban, Martial Arts, Mecha, and beyond. So what is it that Razeal can learn? What can he teach? And why? How can someone with knowledge from nearly every kind of reality reshape the one he’s living in? Someone with the potential to access everything the multiverse has to offer? Tired of seeing the same ideas repeated? The same system copy-pasted with no soul? No real character building no personalities, no free will? Come read this. Who knows you might find something worthwhile. --- On average i update is around 4–5k words, and on free days, I sometimes drop 7–8k words. Currently, the story has reached 1M+ words. https://discord.gg/2Tn3Z2u4rW

A marriage built on hatred. A truth that changes everything. Elena Vaughn is the perfect heiress… poised, untouchable, and utterly hollow. Yet behind the flawless image is a woman known for breaking four engagements… and leaving ruin in her wake. Alaric Hale is everything she is not… respected, disciplined and fiercely protective of his family. Until a scandal tied to the Vaughns shattered his mother’s life and left him with only one thing… revenge. Years later… When a binding condition forces him to marry Elena, Alaric finally gets his chance to make her pay but Elena doesn’t fight back, doesn’t explain, and doesn’t even break. She simply accepted. Shocking right? The more he tries to destroy her, the more Alaric begins to realize that the woman he hates may not be the villain he believed… and the truth behind her silence might ruin them both.

"For the love of money is the root of all evil"

(trigger warning. This book contains mature themes) ****** "I can't..." she gasped between broken moans, her voice trembling somewhere between pain and pleasure. Every thrust seemed to blur the line between surrender and defiance. Then she whispered a name between her sweet cries ...it wasn’t mine. I froze. A slow, humorless smile curved my lips as the sound of his name filled the space between us. “Raph…” she breathed. I leaned in, my mouth brushing her ear. Feeling her tremble from touch until my teeth nibbled her earlobes hard enough to make her whimper and her fold to clench around my fingers. “Wrong name, Lynn.” I hissed, withdrawing from the warmth of her insides. I felt her body tense. She clawed at my shoulders, a desperate plea in every touch. “Don’t…” she whimpered. Those jade-like eyes unravelled me that moment. I could feel the ache in my trousers. A troublesome little viper. A cruel smile traced my lips hiding my emotions. “You called the wrong name,” I murmured, my voice low, dangerous. “And bad girls deserve to be punished.” Her glossy eyes met mine... so full of confusion, want, and power she didn’t yet understand. If she only knew how close I was to breaking. Because the only name she should be calling… was mine. Lucien. I craved it as badly as the air I breathe. ****** For better or for worse, till death do us part. That was their vows at the altar, but her husband broke them first.. He claims an open marriage is the solution to their childless marriage and that it's to protect her own interests. But all Braelyn sees is a prison built from guilt and lies. One heartbroken night, she stumbles into a karaoke bar and into the arms of Lucien. A man shrouded in mystery, rebellion, and danger. His very presence tells her to run but it also gives her the solace she craved. She never expected to see him again after she ran, forgetting his sinful existence, but life wasn't done making a joke out of her. Lucien isn't just any man, but one who can destroy everything she believes in. The man she was never meant to meet. Her husband's uncle The black sheep of the Volkov dynasty. A man whose desire will ruin her. Lucien knows she can't be his, but he was never a man who respected social norms. He doesn't care about anything but her every sin and touch. All he wants… is her, no matter how sinful it gets.

WARNING SPOILERS FOR AOT!" Wings of Crystal is an alternate retelling of the AOT storyline. It centeres around two of my original characters. Lazarus Averbach, a member of Marley's Warrior Unit and the sole survivor of a secret experiment that granted him a brand new Titan power. And Michael Smith, a resident of the walls whose life is changed when Titans destroyed Shiganshina.

If heaven stands against me, I shall tear the heavens apart. If fate binds me, I shall shatter destiny itself. Long Tian, the man once feared across the world as the Fox King, leader of the strongest mercenary group alive, has returned to China after years of bloodshed on distant battlefields. But the moment he returns, he is forced into an arranged marriage decided long ago by his grandfather. His fiancée? The cold and untouchable queen of the business world, a woman standing at the peak of a billion-dollar empire. To her, Long Tian is nothing more than a worthless man with no achievements, someone unworthy of even standing beside her. Thus, a six-month marriage contract is signed. Two strangers bound by duty. One cold and proud. One calm and unfathomable. Yet beneath Long Tian’s ordinary appearance lies a man who can heal the dying with a single needle, uncover lost ancient knowledge, and shake the hidden powers of the modern world. Divine doctor. Hidden master. A man who walks between ancient secrets and the modern world. As powerful families, hidden martial clans, and unknown enemies begin to appear, the quiet life he planned slowly turns into a storm. But the biggest question remains— When the six months end… Who will fall first? The cold CEO wife… or the mysterious husband she once looked down upon? Discord Link: https://discord.gg/82pwzvRhQ5 1 Magic Castle = Five Bonus Chapters. 1 Spacecraft = Ten Bonus Chapters. 1 Golden Gachapon = Fifteen Bonus Chapters. For every Milestone of 200 Golden Tickets and 500 Power Stones = One Bonus Chapter. All bonus chapters would mostly be published on weekends. Enjoy your read.

Journee, an NYPD officer and Archer, an FBI agent are after a common mafia boss, but they don’t know it. They cross each other’s path at every corner and involuntarily destroy each other chances to make a case against him. Each unknowingly keeps sabotaging the other. If they get a chance, they will kill each other. Finally, they decide to work together to put him behind bars and… fall in love.

Her childhood was forged in shadows, and she was sharpened into a weapon, trained to be a ghost, a killer—an instrument of vengeance. The target: a decorated general who brought down her family. But fate doesn't follow orders. Just as Lara was about to execute her long-planned mission, everything spiraled out of control. A military convoy intercepted her escape route—escorting none other than the general himself. And then came the moment that changed everything. A blinding crash. Screeching tires. Her body was thrown like a ragdoll, then darkness. She had a fleeting recollection of another world, another lifetime where kings ruled the land with an iron fist. But she woke up, and twelve long months had passed.  She did not know where she was or who she was. She remembered nothing. They told her different names. A child with trembling hope whispered, “Mommy, your name is Moira Torres.” Her doctor insisted, “Your admission slip says Larissa Reyes.” A hardened general leaned close and commanded, “Remember who you are. Remember your mission.” Then another general—dangerously calm, incredibly familiar—looked at her as if she mattered and asked, “Can I call you Lara?” The name unlocked something buried deep in her soul. Lara Norse Kromwel. Daughter of General Odin Norse. Empress of the First Empire. But the man who watched her most closely dismissed it with cold certainty. “This is the 21st century,” he said. “What nonsense are you spouting? What Empress? You are my woman. You can only be mine!"

“A boy,” they said....and with that the war began. Now Aegon must navigate a court of lies, ambition, and dragons, where every step brings him closer to the throne… or the grave.

To love is to give yourself away to place your heart in trembling hands. To lose is to hear the hollow echo of what once filled you, a silence heavier than sound. To heal is to learn that broken things do not lose their light, but often shine brighter than before. Healing is not forgetting, nor is it pretending the wound was never there. It is choosing, again and again to breathe, even when every breath burns. And though the world may not understand the weight you carry, still, you remain. Still, you are enough. Still, you are alive.

To escape a poisonous snake, Milo Hartley must beg a lion to save him. “Milo, crawl here. Show him who you belong to!” _Nero Hartley “Well, stay still. Be a big boy, for once. Tell him who you will choose.” _Salvatore Portello, looking at Milo, who sat on his lap, his large hand gripping Milo’s hip possessively. *** Milo is cursed. Since he was seven years old, he has seen the exact day people will die. After his family died in an accident he predicted, he was sold to the Hartley family as an omen of bad luck. For thirteen years, he lived as a toy for the sadistic Nero Hartley, enduring constant humiliation. Now, Nero is trading him to Salvatore Portello, a ruthless Mafia boss who just killed his own uncle to take the throne. To escape Nero’s obsession, Milo risks everything. He kneels before Salvatore and begs for protection. Milo doesn’t know which is more dangerous: the snake or the lion. But now, both have claimed him. One with a dark obsession, the other with a lethal protection. ⚠️ Warning ⚠️ What to expect: -R18+ -Graphic violence and humiliation in the early chapters and recur throughout the story. -Sweet and dark romance between our leads. -Kink: BDSM play mostly consensual. -Smut, explicit adult content that is part to the plot.

The village of Vanrra is attacked by a mysterious Titan, forcing him to flee to the outside world. Will be chased by enigmatic, human-devouring beings. The nations of the world are ruled under a techno-feudal regime beneath the yoke of the goddess Reason. Vanrra must uncover the truth about the world while fleeing from the Titan that destroyed his life. Giant combat mechs roam the land, fighting for humanity’s survival.

Corinne was never the princess, just her stand-in, sent to marry Alpha Barrett Locke and end a war. The crown was fake, the vows were lies, but the mate bond that snapped into place the night he marked her was brutally real. He knew she wasn’t the real bride. He claimed her anyway. When the true princess returned, he locked Corinne away to bury the scandal. She escaped carrying his child. Six years later, she returns, not as a decoy, but a self-made powerhouse with an empire of her own and a five-year-old son who has Barrett's eyes. She came for revenge. He sees his mate, his heir, and the bond that never died. This time, he’ll destroy anything to keep them both. One deception started the war between them. One child will finish it.

To werewolves, humans are maggots. Aurora is a human trapped in a brutal pack, betrayed by her lover, sold into marriage with a man twice her age, and now accused of the ultimate sin: stealing the Moon Core, the relic that once chained the Wolf God Lycaon himself. The Lycans descend upon her. Four ruthless sons of Lycaon; the Scions of Sin. Greed. Pride. Lust. Wrath. Each brother is one of the Original Sins made flesh. Each will sacrifice anything to keep their father imprisoned forever. The Moon Core is their only weapon and now a fragile human has absorbed it. To them, Aurora is vermin. A thief. A disposable tool. But the Core is alive inside her, awakening powers she was never meant to wield. The brothers who swore to destroy her begin to crave her—body, soul, and every shattered piece in between. Now they face the impossible: kill the maggot who could end their race… or surrender to the woman destined to unravel their empire and them. •Morally grey MLs • Enemies to lovers • Dark reverse harem • possessive alphas • betrayal & revenge • Angst • Smut (the Moon Core isn’t the only thing pulsing inside her)

It is impossible for a police officer to fall in love with a criminal. That’s what Riley believed. That’s what she was trained to believe. Riley Knox goes undercover knowing exactly what she’s walking into. A powerful CEO. A spotless public image. And rumours of ties to an organisation that has ruined lives and vanished without a trace. Her job is simple: observe, listen, gather proof, and get out. No attachments. No mistakes. But nothing stays simple for long. The more time Riley spends around Nathaniel, the harder it becomes to separate the role she’s playing from the feelings she’s trying to ignore. He isn’t what she expected. He’s careful, quiet and controlled. And somehow, in the middle of lies and half-truths, something real begins to grow between them. Then there’s Melanie. She isn’t part of the investigation, but she becomes impossible to overlook. A child caught between distance and discipline, acting out because it’s the only way to be seen. Loving too loudly in a house that doesn’t know how to love gently. Riley never meant to care, but caring happens anyway. All three of them are struggling in their own way. Riley with the weight of her duty. Nathaniel with the secrets he refuses to let go of. Melanie with emotions she doesn’t yet know how to name. Somehow, without meaning to, they begin to lean on one another. Not perfectly. Not safely. But honestly. And that’s where everything starts to fall apart. Because love built on secrets doesn’t stay hidden forever. And when the truth finally comes out, Riley will have to choose between the badge she swore to honour and the people she never planned to love. The question is not whether love can survive danger. It’s whether anyone walks away from it unbroken.

Okay so. A Korean CIA agent dies on a Tuesday. Not like — heroically. Not going out guns blazing saving the world. He gets betrayed by his own government, his own colleague can’t even look him in the eyes, and the last thing he thinks about before he dies is a location he memorized that he can’t use anymore. That’s it. That’s how it ends for him on Earth. And then he wakes up. Except it’s not waking up the way isekai usually does it. There’s no system. No congratulations screen. No hidden talent activating. No mentor showing up to explain the rules. He wakes up in the body of a nine-year-old orphan in a world at war. Malnourished. Running a fever. Can’t stand up without a wall. Has literally the lowest possible Mana — which in this world is basically saying you have nothing — and he doesn’t even know the language yet. And bro. His first conscious act? He makes a mark under the floorboard. To know if his space gets disturbed while he’s out. He’s running a fever. Can barely move. Been awake for eleven minutes. Already doing intelligence work. That’s Han Seo-jun. That’s the whole character right there in one moment. The world threw everything at him and the man just — assesses. Files it. Starts building. Because what else do you do? You work with what you have. Now the world he’s in — Kaelthar — is not nice about it. Eight nations at war. Every single one of them corrupt in their own specific way. Power determines everything — not your character, not your heart, not how hard you try. If you don’t have power you get used or thrown away. Full stop. No exceptions. And this man has no power. What he has is fifteen years of CIA field experience in the mind of a nine-year-old child. He has the patience of someone who measures operations in months. He has the ability to read a room in four seconds and already know three ways out before he sits down. So he uses that. He gets himself into Caldris — the most powerful academic institution in the world — as a kitchen laborer. Washing dishes. Carrying crates. Looking like nobody. Meanwhile he’s running three intelligence operations simultaneously, identifying the institution’s secret intelligence division through passive observation, and studying for the scholarship exam in every spare moment he has. He gets the scholarship. Lowest Mana core in the cohort. Highest academic and strategic scores in eleven years. And this is where the story starts getting to me personally because — He meets people. Not intentionally. Not as a strategy. Despite every operational instinct he has. There’s Sian. He meets her in a library. They both reach for the same book at the same time. The whole first conversation is fifteen seconds long. And across a hundred chapters of them just — existing near each other, being exactly who they are, neither of them performing anything — it becomes the most quietly devastating relationship I’ve ever written. She never says she cares about him directly. She just slides a book across a table without looking up after he gets hurt. She makes a resource appear through her channels when he gets cut off. She is the fixed moral point in a world where everything shifts.

The tale of a grim reaper who hates humans and a human who fell in love with him. From a really young age, Asahi Sato had always been beside Akira's side. They grew up together and faced all hardships together. Akira thought their friendship would last a lifetime but he didn't expect his life to be cut so short by that very friend. Logically speaking, their friendship did last a lifetime but only for Akira. As if having a secret affair with Akira's fiance wasn't enough, Sato also went ahead and killed Akira in order to steal the company. For the first and the last time in his life, Akira felt what it was like to be betrayed by the one you trust the most and the feeling was certainly not that amusing. Even after death, when the Grim Reaper who was in charge of him gave him a wish, Akira didn't hesitate to waste that wish on Sato. "Help me solve my murder." "I want to understand where everything went wrong.” "I want to know why Sato suddenly turned on me and I want to know why my fiance joined him.” Unfortunately, for the poor fellow, the grim reaper in charge of him was not a man who liked to be troubled and it seemed that nobody had ever taught him how to smile. "Tch- So much extra work! Can't you just pass away in peace?" "..." Read on more to know how Akira uncovered the mysterious circumstances behind his death and begged God to change his beloved Grim reaper's fate. __________________________________________ I hope you enjoy!~ __________________________________________ BL||Romance||Grimreaper||Revenge||Fashion||CEO||Secondchance||Fantasy||Fluff||Mystery|| Art by: Cherlyswan.