betrayal

✓ MASSIVE RELEASE ON THE LAST DAY OF EACH MONTH.✓ BLURB: “We are sorry Maria, we never meant to hurt you. Come back to us!" They all thundered. But it was too late, I was determined to make them Pay. *** I am Maria Moon, casted out of my Pack at the age of eighteen. All because of a tradition— one that states, that which ever family the Alpha's mate comes from, any other female wolf of same status is cast out. But it all felt wrong, It wasn't supposed to be me but her— my step sister— Patricia Moon. “I, Darren Copper, Alpha of the Frost moon pack, hereby declare that Maria Moon is no longer a member of this pack!” I pleaded for them to see the truth but no one cared, they were all blinded by their love for her. I became a rogue, wandered about for days and was unfortunate to attacked by the older rogues. And even more unfortunate to be saved by the quadruplet Alpha's, my Pack rival Alpha's. *** “Isn't she the Beta's daughter of Frost moon pack?" Damien growled as he turned to his brothers. “Definitely, she looks the same even after five years!" Adrien replied as he squatted, cupping my chin harshly on his palm. “She is definitely a spy, let's kill her!" Davian roared, stretching his claws, his stance ready to slaughter. “Don't Davian!" Aidan the oldest amongst the quadruplet echoed, “That’s all the more reason we should keep her close, letting her die is to easy.” He turned to the guards beside him, “Take her to the Pack, she is our Personal maid." Adrien chuckled lightly, a sly smirk appearing across his lips. “Nice idea Aidan. We would make her suffer!" CONTENT WARNING. This book contains explicit scenes, abuses, graphic violence and dark obsessive romance. Readers discretion advised.

"I hired you to end a war, Miss Bennett. I did not hire you to become the boss." Grace Bennett is a brilliant lawyer who lives for the puzzle of the law. When the five biggest mafia families in New York hire her to negotiate peace, she sees an opportunity to rebuild her destroyed career. They want her to stop them from killing each other. She agrees. What they don't expect: she is going to restructure their entire operation. Using her legal mind, Grace discovers that power in the underworld is messy and inefficient. Money gets lost. Operations conflict. Resources are wasted on pointless wars. So she creates a new system. She becomes the legal architect of the mafia itself, giving herself control over every contract, every deal, every dollar that moves through their empire. The families agree because it works. Profits triple. Violence drops. But then someone notices what she has really done. Dominic "Don" Caruso is the heir to the Caruso family, a man born into power and trained to use it. He watches this brilliant woman with sharp eyes and a sharper mind rebuild everything he thought he understood about his world. She is dangerous. She is fascinating. She is giving herself a throne in his underworld. He could destroy her. Instead, he keeps her close. As their partnership grows into something darker, Grace realizes every negotiation is a test of her loyalty. Every alliance could be her last. Every moment with Dominic could be her greatest victory or most dangerous mistake. She came to broker peace between families. She is building an empire of her own. He is building an obsession with her. When a secret from Grace's past emerges and threatens everything she has created, she must choose between the empire she built with her mind and the man who controls her heart. But in the underworld, love is a weakness that enemies will exploit. And she has made many enemies.

‘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? Or 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?

WARNING: ITS A 18+ BOOK Heena stretched on the warm sand, sipping coconut water. Finally, peace. No scheming heroines, no brooding male leads—just her and the ocean. “HEENA! MOTHER! I FOUND YOU!” Her eye twitched. Not now. Floating above the beach was a golden lion with sparkling wings. “System 547,” she said, gritting her teeth. “I’m on vacation.” “But the worlds are collapsing! Male leads are going crazy! Villainesses are dying! White lotus heroines are ruining everything!” “Not my problem.” “You’re the Black Lotus! Only you can fix this!” “Exactly why I deserve a vacation.” “No rules! Slap them, seduce them, team up with the villainess—anything!” Heena sipped her coconut. “If I say yes, triple points, rare items from every world, and six months vacation after.” “Done! Anything!” the lion shouted, tail wagging. Heena stood, brushing sand off. “Fine. Show me these broken male leads.” Her smirk was dangerous. . . . The portal threw Heena onto cold marble floors. Her head spun as чуж memories flooded in. Empress Celeste Ravencourt. Five husbands. A dying empire. “Great,” Heena muttered. “I’m the villain.” A tiny golden lion appeared beside her. “Welcome to World 12! You’re married to five powerful men who all hate you. They’re meeting tonight to poison you and crown the heroine instead.” “Let me guess,” Heena sighed. “White lotus?” “Lady Seraphina. Sweet, kind, system-backed. They’re all in love with her.” Heena rubbed her temples. The body was weak, starved, exhausted. No wonder Celeste died so easily. “Fine,” she said, pulling off the heavy jewelry. “That empress is dead. I’m not.” She chose a simple dark dress, tied her hair up, and met her reflection. The sadness vanished. Confidence took its place. At dinner, five men waited—cold, powerful, deadly handsome. Warriors, priests, generals, spies. Every one of them wanted her gone. Wine was poured into her glass. Poisoned. Obvious. They watched her closely. Heena lifted the glass, smiling lightly. “To new beginnings.” She drank it all. The silence cracked. Nothing happened. Their faces changed—shock, fear, disbelief. Heena leaned back, calm and smiling. “Now,” she said softly, “which one of you thought killing me would be that easy?”

"You have seventy-two hours to kill her. After that, consider the contract closed. Permanently." Grace Morgan was never supposed to survive in the mafia world. Born into the Manhattan crime empire as the only daughter of mob boss Vincent Morgan, she was raised to be a pawn. Beautiful, silent, and useful for arranging marriages that strengthen criminal alliances. She was never supposed to think. Never supposed to speak. Never supposed to have a mind of her own. Then Vincent Morgan died, and his will shocked everyone: Grace inherited his throne. Not her violent brothers. Not his generals. Her. The board of crime lords called her weak. Soft. A woman playing dress-up in a dead man's chair. They began circling like sharks, each planning to take what she supposedly couldn't protect. Grace had weeks to prove she deserved the crown, or she would be erased from power. That's when Marcus Stone arrived. He's the Devil's favorite son. A contract killer with a reputation that makes grown men pray. Cold, lethal, and utterly without mercy. Marcus Stone has never failed a kill. Never shown weakness. Never stopped walking toward blood. Until Grace Morgan negotiated for her life. Instead of pointing a gun, she asked him questions. Instead of begging, she offered understanding. Instead of fighting, she showed him why the war happening around them was building toward something neither of them could control. She negotiated a deal: give her two months to prove she could lead. Give her time to show she wasn't weak. In exchange, Marcus could walk away from his contract with honor and a fortune that would let him disappear forever. Marcus Stone agreed. No one knows why. But somewhere between planning her assassination and protecting her empire, Marcus became obsessed. Not with killing her. With understanding her. With knowing how a woman born into violence chose morality instead. How she could be soft and still unbreakable. How she made him want to be something other than death. Now Grace must navigate her father's blood-soaked empire while resisting the one man sent to destroy her. She must convince the board that she deserves her crown while every decision brings her closer to Marcus. She must hold onto her principles while the mafia demands her soul. And Marcus must decide if he can serve two masters: the organization that owns him, or the woman who could free him. Because if the board discovers Marcus has turned, they won't negotiate. They won't hesitate. They'll destroy them both. Some love stories happen in sunshine. This one happens in blood. And neither Grace nor Marcus knows if they're strong enough to survive it.

Bound to a cold, powerful billionaire, Lucia gave him her trust, only to discover she was nothing more than a tool to secure his legacy. When she learned she was pregnant, she dared to hope. The truth destroyed her. Refusing to let her child become a pawn, Lucia vanished without a trace. Years later, she returns unrecognizable, a world-renowned genius doctor, brilliant, composed, and untouchable. The woman Dominic broke is gone. Now the tables have turned. The man who once owned her fate is the one begging at her feet. When love becomes war, will Lucia choose revenge… or a second chance Dominic may not deserve?

[Warning: R-18] ****** Synopsis What happens when the ice meets the fire in the same firm? Leonora has returned to her home country and this time it's for good. She didn't return alone, she brought someone with her who will add a bit of spice to her world. And to make things worse, she's going to be working with the man she left behind. As soon as he hears the sound of Mr Dark calling out his name, Patrick Andrade feels a chill go through his entire body. And upon seeing the handsome Patrick Andrade, who has not lost his charm and good taste in clothes, dressed in a very formal outfit, Leonora feels nothing but indifference toward him. What Patrick didn't know is that just like him, Leonora as well is a different woman now. If they have become unapproachable cold-hearted people, it's because of what happened to them years ago. What will happen when the truth of their past comes to light? Will Leonora overcome their differences and let their love rekindle or will she move on and start over with somebody else? ****** Author's Note: If you're looking for a romantic story where the female lead has a weak personality - or women who endure insults and forgive everything in the name of love, I am sorry to inform you that this book is not about that. This story focuses more on a family's daily life, life as a couple, human rights, and making true friendships in adulthood. This is my first original novel, so I hope you enjoy reading it. The book has a happy ending. If you like the story and would love to support this book, you can do it by leaving your feedback so I know where to improve. Many thanks in advance for your support. With lots of love, Herlove. You can reach me out at: Discord Link: https://discord.gg/tRKcbhttps://discord.gg/tRKcbZ Instagram: Sammy_herc

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING!!! 18+ READERS ONLY!!!] {Explicit sex scenes, Abduction, Murder, Stalking, Child abuse, Assault, Mass killing, Physical violence, War, Torture or extreme brutality, Sexual assault/Rape, Castration, Terminal illness, Miscarriage, Somnophilia, Alcoholism, LGBTQ} {This story explores themes of violence, trauma, and suffering that are intense and unsettling. If you’re easily affected by heavy content, this book may not be for you.} “I can feel your fear. Your heat. The way your sweet little cunt clenches before I even touch it. You’re not afraid of the beast, Kaerith… You’re starving for him.” He inhales deeply, his split jaws flaring open, forcing her legs wide. His claws dig into her hips, pinning her down like prey. The head of his cock—thick, ridged, inhuman—presses against her dripping entrance, teasing her folds, soaking in her slick. “Now spread wider,” he hisses. “And let the beast feed.” — Kaerith—an omega, daughter of the last great Lycan Alpha—was born with the rarest curse of all. She was meant to be ransomed, not enslaved. Now, she’s chained inside Murnokh—a kingdom made of bone and nightmare. A slave. A plaything. A feeding source for Gorvane, the beast.Gorvane doesn’t make love. He fucks angrily. He devours. And no one survives it. King Gorvane, a Dreadborn, of the Kingdom of Murnokh, who died as a result of betrayal, rose from a battlefield soaked in centuries of rage. A monster who doesn’t speak, doesn’t bleed, doesn’t feel. And now, he owns her. He doesn’t touch her skin. He touches her thoughts. Her fear. Her pain. Her buried rage. And he drinks it. But something in Kaerith cracks his hunger. It weakens him. It entices him. And when he finally takes her, it’s not just to feed and his libido—it’s to claim. She was never meant to survive his touch. Now, she’s the only thing keeping him sane.He doesn’t understand her softness. Her silence. Her refusal to scream. He’s built to feed on the wreckage of the human heart. But she is making him forget how to starve, how to rage, how to hate. Real love is poison to his kind. Their love is forbidden and if she ever discovers his True Name—the very grief that birthed him—she will have the power to destroy him…Or to set him free.

"You belong to me now. The auction made it official." Maya Chen thought her life was over when her father's debt was called in. Sold at a private mafia auction to settle his gambling losses, she was bought by the man every criminal in New York fears: Dominic Rossi, the youngest godfather in the city's history. He paid two million dollars for her without blinking. He planned to use her as leverage against her father's business rivals. What Dominic didn't expect: Maya wasn't a frightened victim. She was a financial analyst with a photographic memory and a gift for seeing patterns no one else could see. Within days, she discovered something shocking. The mafia families weren't fighting over territory or drugs. They were destroying each other over a money trail that pointed to corruption in the highest ranks of law enforcement. So Maya made Dominic an offer: marry her officially, not as a prisoner but as his equal. Let her use her skills to trace the corruption. Together, they could end the feud that was bleeding billions and killing thousands. In exchange, she would give him something his enemies never could: legitimacy in the business world. What Maya didn't tell him: she was also his enemy's daughter. Her father had ordered the death of Dominic's uncle ten years ago. That secret could burn everything down. What Dominic didn't realize: loving her meant opening his carefully controlled world to someone who could destroy him with one phone call to federal authorities. It meant trusting someone who belonged to his rival family. It meant becoming something more than a crime boss. Every deal she made strengthened his empire. Every secret she kept brought them closer. Every day they stayed married, the lines blurred between business and passion, between protecting her and needing her. But when her father discovers what Maya is doing. When Dominic's rivals realize his power comes from her strategy, not his violence. When the FBI closes in with evidence and an offer she can't refuse. When Dominic must choose between his family legacy and the woman he's come to love. Then the real game begins. She thought she was negotiating a peace treaty. She was actually building a throne. And some kingdoms fall when their king falls in love.

His business had failed, and his wife had betrayed him. Yang Qi had hit rock bottom, left with nothing. Unexpectedly, Lin Qingxuan, the daughter of a wealthy family, reached out to help, willing to give her all for him. "Heh, darling, look at him. Doesn't he look like a dog? A pathetic, groveling dog!" "Why did you betray me? Why are you having this sleazy affair with that scoundrel, Zhang Peng?!"

Ning Xuan was a talented cultivator with a legendary body. However, his bloodline was stripped six years ago, reduced to a waste. Yet after his so-called sister's care, his blood was restored. Yet when the girl heard this news, she said: "As expected of the Nine Nether Divine Body. Its True Blood is this formidable the moment it regenerates! With this, I shall surpass Ning Yang and become the sole Heavenly Maiden of this continent!"

"New rule," he growls, rubbing the tip of his cock against my pussy. "From now on, you call me Daddy no matter what. You understand me?" I nod as much as his grip around my neck will allow, my pulse hammering against his palm. "Yes, Daddy." I obey. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Valentino, Raffaele, and Angelo, are the princes of Le Vipere Nere—the most feared Mafia family in Italy. I was just a stripper when Valentino first laid eyes on me. To him, I was supposed to be a fleeting distraction meant for nothing more than a night of passion and sin. But we became so much more. At first I was tangled only in his sheets until his brothers wanted a taste of me. Once they decided I was theirs, there was no escaping. Now I’m trapped between three Mafia heirs who don’t know how to share. They claim me. Worship me. And fuck me until I forget my own name. They make me crave the pain as much as the pleasure. They make me theirs—body, mind, and soul. But the truth is I’m living a lie, and when they discover my secret, this game of lust and obsession might end in blood. Welcome to a story of sin, power, and forbidden desire—where love and hate are separated by nothing more than a single heartbeat.

Sicily Lane made two mistakes: dying in a hit-and-run, and signing a contract she didn't bother to read. Now she's trapped pretending to be a bishop within a murderous cult, performing a ritual on volunteers marked for something sinister. If that weren't the worst of her problems, Sicily has no combat skills, no strategic mind, and shares her body with four other people who couldn't be bothered to deal with this catastrophe.

Note: If you are a fan of stories like Lord of the Mysteries, then Grand Ascension is for you. .... Makun's life has been cursed since birth, or so he thought. When spiritual chains binding his soul begin to break, he discovers his failures weren't bad luck. Someone has been feeding off him for years. Now awakened to a world of mystics and predators, Makun must fight to survive, uncover who chained him, and claim the power that was stolen from him. But in a world where every deal costs a piece of your soul, how much of himself will be left when he finally ascends?

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!"

The Blood Immortal was once the most feared being in history—a cultivator who ruled through slaughter, whose power grew with every life taken. With absolute control over blood, he could shape it into weapons, armor, beasts, and even living constructs. Nations trembled. Immortals bowed. Until betrayal ended him. Murdered by his most trusted disciple at the peak of his reign, the Blood Immortal vanished from history. A thousand years later, he awakens reborn into the body of a weak child from an ordinary family—in a world utterly unfamiliar to him. Mana has replaced spiritual qi. Aura wielders dominate the battlefield. Monsters roam freely. Ten supreme families control civilization. And a Demon King stirs in the shadows. Everything he once knew is gone. Everyone he once loved… dead. But blood still flows. As his memories return, so does his obsession with power—now tempered by loss, caution, and a growing understanding that reckless slaughter will only invite annihilation in this new era. Enrolling in an academy for the awakened, he hides his true nature while secretly refining a path of blood cultivation unseen by mana or aura users. To the world, he is a talented prodigy. To the great families, he is a dangerous anomaly. To the Demon King, he is a future rival. And to himself? A monster deciding whether he will once again become a tyrant… or something far more terrifying.

Having spent her childhood confined in chains, Alice was a child who knew neither love nor joy. Scorned by her family while being tortured in the name of the greater good for years, she grew numb to all feeling and thought. That is, until one day, a man in black offered her a chance to escape. There were once rumours widespread of an endless hell, a land of glorious death and dreadful opportunity. Fools went in search of it, and the clever never ventured into it. Only when its baleful mysteries spilled unto the earth did all hear its name — the Abyss. A single drop of its blood could give someone the power to control shadows, move faster than sound, or strength greater than the strongest man. Yet, it all came at a cost; the blood would always make sure those who consumed it became part of the Abyss, with one exception — Alice. Cast away by her own blood, it was her destiny to rot in a gilded cage. But, that fateful day changed everything. Gifted a second chance at life, a chance to turn her life around and claim vengeance against her family, a chance to dive deep into the Abyss and gain the power to govern her own fate, Alice took his hand, unaware of the destiny unfolding before her. Cover drawn by Aoi Ogata. Discord: https://discord.gg/vrdTSkj8Va

Luo Qiu became the boss of a ‘club’ by chance. It was a weird club that sold strange items, assisted by a servant girl with 300 years of work experience. Countless people with dreams, hopes and ambitions came to the club, exchanging everything precious they owned just to fulfill their desires. They would offer their lifespan, items, and even their soul. Each successful trade would increase Luo Qiu’s lifespan by a little. “Tribute successful, your lifespan has increased by 99 years.” Thus, Luo Qiu began his endless life as the club’s boss.

Just because she glanced at him once more in the crowd, she inexplicably "seduced" Capital's young Mr. Peary. So— "Uncle, I'm stuck at the police station." Soon, a large group of black-clad, gun-holding people stormed into the police station, nearly blowing it sky-high. "Uncle, someone says she is your wife and told me to take good care of her." In an instant, the woman disappeared, and a certain man physically demonstrated to her that he only has one wife. In public, he is the cold and ruthless CEO of MC. In private, he is a rogue husband who tries every means to coax her into bed. One day, a certain woman couldn't stand it any longer, clutching her waist and sobbing, "You're sleeping in the study tonight." The man hooked his lips, "You seduced me first, you proposed to me, you wanted to have a child..."

Ye Anran's boyfriend cheated on her with a shameless woman. He even publicly humiliated her. Afterward, she decided to go wild and marry her ex-boyfriend's younger uncle. From then on, her ex-boyfriend and his new girlfriend would have to respectfully address her as "aunt" whenever they saw her! "Mrs. Bo, what do you like about Young Master Bo?" "He's handsome and powerful!" "Mrs. Bo, what don't you like about Young Master Bo?" "He's too handsome and too powerful!" "Young Master Bo, what do you like about Mrs. Bo?" "She says I'm handsome and powerful!" Bo Jinyu discovered that since he met Ye Anran, he had inadvertently developed the habit of doting on his wife without any limits.