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Blood Moon: The Lycan's Queen

"He was her past, present, and future. She was his beginning and end." - - - - Luna Harristone brought a blade to the Lycan King’s ball. For his heart. The pack’s wofless outcast. Rejected by her alpha’s mate. Ridiculed for 3years. She should have fled when King Draven claimed her as his bride before the entire pack. Instead, she walked into King Draven Iravnov’s welcome ball with silver hair, amber eyes, and a dagger strapped to her thigh. Because the Alpha of Alphas isn’t just the king who burns packs for sport. He’s the man from her nightmares. The one with red eyes who’s haunted her since she was five. The one she swears murdered her parents. King Draven Iravnov has been searching for 400 years. Not for a bride. For a ghost. Then Luna appears. And he smiles. “Finally.” He is not cruel. He is precise. “You have three breaths to become useful.” “I do not collect debts from strangers.” “You sold me false dawn. So I will give you real onesies until you understand the difference.” He doesn’t rage. He calculates. He doesn’t forgive. He educates. Men count sunrises until they break. Lords learn time is a currency only he spends. And Luna? He looks at her like he’s known her for centuries. Like he’s waited. “I wasn’t done with you,”he murmurs. “My sweet Adeline.” Problem is, Luna doesn’t know Adeline. She doesn’t remember him. She only knows the blade under her gown, the mate who rejected her, and the king who calls murder “administrative work.” Two girls fit the prophecy. Only one walks away. He chose last night. But he won’t say who. And Luna’s about to learn why her soul flinches when he says “Mine.” Will she remember why she loved him before she buries the blade? Or will she become another name in his ledger? *_**_**_* WARNING TRIGGER: MATURE CONTENT. NO RAPE! *#Slowburn #Morally Grey ML #Reincarnation #Prophecy #DarkRomance #Revenge #R18 #Angst Author’s POV: Regency balls, 400-year-old prophecies, and a king who treats torture like afternoon tea. If you like your MLs cold, your FLs with knives, and your romance measured in body counts, welcome to the court. _I promise you’ll check for blades under your own dress._ (;..^~^.;) *_**_**_* *Connect with me:* Discord: Mimidaniels_ Facebook: Author Mimidaniels Instagram: Writer Mimidaniels_ ---
MimiDaniels_ · 30.2k Views

Sicilian Vespers

Salvatore was a man who built everything from the ground up—land, legacy, and a name no one dared to challenge. Then he was murdered. No witnesses. No explanation. No justice. Only silence. --- Rosa Salvatore watched her father die— and realized she never truly knew him. --- Because the moment he was buried… the lies began to surface. Strangers started watching the estate. Records disappeared. Old allies stopped answering. And her grandmother— **knew more than she was saying.** --- Then Rosa finds it. Something her father left behind. Something that shouldn’t exist. --- A key. To a world he never told her about. --- A world of hidden routes, blood-stained deals, and men who don’t ask questions—only collect debts. A world where power isn’t given. **It’s taken.** --- Now Rosa is being watched. Tested. Hunted. ---“Even the man standing beside her may not be on her side.” And the deeper she digs— the more terrifying the truth becomes: Her father wasn’t just part of that world. **He helped build it.** --- With enemies closing in and betrayal lurking closer than she realizes, Rosa has only one choice— Step into the war… or be swallowed by it. --- But she’s not stepping in as a victim. --- Because Rosa Salvatore is learning fast. Learning how power works. Learning how fear spreads. Learning exactly where to hurt the people who underestimate her. --- And when she’s done— She won’t just survive the war. - “She might become the thing they should have feared from the beginning.” *They thought they buried a man.* *What they created…* **…was something far worse.**
McArthurBrown3018 · 7.2k Views

Betrayed Once, Reborn As The Villainess They Desire

‘Family is everything,’ those were the last words Seraphine’s father had said to her right before his death, and that same delirious mindset was what she had up until… Family showed her just how much they could be everything. She never expected to be betrayed by everyone she cared about, but she also never expected death to feel like a bad punchline—much less to wake up in the body of a spoiled, despised omega wolf from the very novel she’d just read before her death. Overnight, she’s gone from an ordinary girl fighting to get back her fortune to becoming an infamous villainess, despised by nobles, hunted by enemies, and marked for ruin. Now trapped in that doomed role, Seraphine has only one goal: survive long enough to find her way back home. But survival is a cruel game when every path is entangled with danger, desire, and betrayal. It is trickier than she imagined and every step she takes is shadowed by the four male leads—all dangerously captivating and all pulling her deeper into a story she was never meant to star in. —Worst still, the body she’s claimed belongs to the same woman who they were made to believe had killed their sister in cold blood! So now, if she can’t outwit the enemies her new identity has earned and resist the magnetic pull of these men, Seraphine may lose more than her way home—she may lose herself entirely. And to top it all, the four men she was never meant to love—the story’s male leads—are drawn to her in ways that feel as perilous as they are irresistible. Three promises ruin. The other whispers salvation. …they could break her. And in the darkness of their world, she may not know which end she truly desires. And lest we forget, she has people she ought to get back to in her world. People that should be repaid for hurting her… for humiliating her. For killing her… And vengeance is too sweet to pass up on. So she must return. – “Go on all fours and crawl to us,’’ Azriel, the oldest quadruplet ordered, and even though my knees wobbled, showing just how much power he had over me, I still refused to budge. My nails dug into the palm of my hand until it drew blood and I chewed on my lower lip as I spat; “No.” “What did you just say? Did you just defile our orders?” Luca, the second son growled, his eyes flashing with contempt as he dragged them from the crown of my head to the toes of my filthy feet. I shuddered. “I said no.” I gritted out, ignoring my very visible trembling, “…meaning that you can all go and fuck yourselves!’’ *** CONTENT WARNING: This book contains a high level of triggers and explicit scenes of abuse, Graphic violence and murder, explicit and graphic sexual activities, strong language and dark, obsessive romance. Readers discretion advised.
Ahvahh_ · 11.5k Views

Accidental Groom of the Substitute Marriage

On the day of her wedding, Evie Yong’s world shattered before her very eyes as her soon-to-be husband trashed all their past eight years of relationship by denying her at the altar, in the presence of everyone. Forced to watch her fiancé stolen, Evie couldn't believe her stepmother and stepsister dared to plot such a scheming plan to ruin her completely. Devastated and feeling betrayed, Evie had to come up with a quick option to save herself from all this mess, and that was when she had to flee away from her wedding in shame and soon figured out a plan to strike back in such a way that her enemies would be put into ruins, just as they once did to her earlier. ... “Mr. Brown, it seems we're both victims of circumstance. My groom has abandoned me for my sister, and your fiancée has run away. Why don't we turn this awkward situation into an opportunity?” She smiled boldly. “Let's get married, right here, right now!” Westley’s expression remained unreadable, but briefly, a hint of intrigue flickered in his eyes. He raised an eyebrow, “You're suggesting we marry each other, and also we are complete strangers?” Evie nodded in confidence. “Why not? We're both clearly compatible, and this way, we can both save face and gain a partner, except for the fact that this will be a contract marriage of six months.” Westley's gaze lingered on hers as if sizing her up. Then, he nodded slowly. “Very well, let's do it.” ... “You're either very brave or very reckless to make such an attempt in picking me as your husband in public,” he said after the marriage. “If I didn't try, we wouldn't have figured out a way to get this opportunity.” She responded. …. He's an almighty giant of entrepreneurship, standing high among moguls. She was born out of wedlock and denied by her family. She's been fighting tooth and nail to make a name for herself in the cutthroat world of entertainment, refusing to let her illegitimacy define her destiny. Two strangers are brought together under one roof, but their newfound connection has dangerous people lurking around. While the world waited for news of their divorce, they were instead blindsided by a single post from the country’s most powerful man: "Whoever said we were getting divorced? Keep waiting; too bad you’ll be waiting forever." The Internet exploded and the entire town was confused. #Sweetheart #1v1 #Secretidentity #Genius #Quicksweetsatifyingrevenge #faceslapping
Honey_Dream · 16.1k Views

Undressed By The Mafia God

Warning: Heavy sexual content and a fucked up male lead. Throw morally grey out the window. Excerpt: "Do you trust me?" His hand drifted to her neck. If he had asked her to walk into the fire with him right then, to tumble willingly into chaos, she would have said yes without hesitation. Her entire body shivered as she nodded, heart hammering, her pulse a wild drum against her ribs. "Always use your words, Bambola. Do you trust me?" he asked again. "Yes…yes…" Her back arched against him instinctively, skin flushed and glistening, every nerve screaming, every muscle taut and alive. Luca's other hand tightened at her neck, squeezing until she gasped for breath. The sensation was exquisite and terrifying, every nerve ending alight as he manipulated the fine line between restriction and pleasure. Vee squeezed her eyes shut, nails digging into his arm as she clung to him, her breath rattling in her chest. He sensed her reaching the edge and drove her closer, the hand at her neck tightening harder. "Luc…" she choked out, a fragmented plea that shattered as her body convulsed, releasing a hot, desperate wave against his fingers and the rug beneath them. 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. From the author that brought you: 1. Defying The Rogue Alpha 2. The Vampire's Luna 3. Undressed By His Arrogance
JoyceOrtsen · 1m Views