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He woke up without his memories. But not without his instincts. Samirah thought losing him was the hardest thing she’d ever face. She was wrong. Watching her husband look her in the eyes… and not recognize her? That was worse. Now, she’s just a stranger in his hospital room. A stranger wearing his ring. A stranger carrying a past he doesn’t remember. But something isn’t right. Because even without his memories… He watches her too closely. Trusts her too easily. And reacts to her like his heart knows what his mind has forgotten.

By day, Joon-ho runs a discreet, high-end massage clinic in Seoul, specializing in pain relief and body alignment. But behind the soundproof doors, his true gift lies in reading the deepest cravings of the women who walk through his door—and giving their bodies exactly what they need. From overworked executives to national celebrities, no woman leaves untouched—or unchanged. When Harin, his former campus crush turned office worker, reenters his life, one night of pleasure turns into something far more dangerous: connection, obsession, and a partnership that blurs every boundary between business, pleasure, and possession. Now, she’s not just in his bed. She’s in his clinic. His lap. His world. And she wants to watch everything.

Jasmine Towers married billionaire Keith Acland in an arranged marriage meant to benefit two powerful families. There was no love, no romance—and Jasmine accepted it. As the CEO’s wife, she devoted herself to maintaining the perfect image and raising her son to become the rightful heir of the Acland family. Everything collapses when Keith’s former lover returns… with a child she claims is his. Overnight, Jasmine’s position is questioned. Her son’s inheritance is threatened. And the woman who once stood quietly beside her husband is pushed out of her own home. Betrayed by her husband and abandoned by high society, Jasmine is forced into a ruthless battle for survival—where losing means watching her son lose everything. Jasmine must fight to protect her child… and reclaim what was stolen from her.

WARNING: Some mature content!!! 18+ This is what you call Urbantasy.. Fantasy in an urban setting with a strong female lead -- a story riddled in mystery, magic, and a lot of sass. ======= CHAPTER 1 sneak peek! ======= The air between them tightened like a rope. Cael leaned closer, head tilting slightly, pulling at her waist again, smugness softened into something sharper and quieter. His eyes flicked to her lips then back to her eyes as if asking for permission he didn't need. Hunger of a different kind pumped through Cael. The hunger that Galathea unmistakably recognized as it pressed hard against her lower abs, forcing through the fabric as if it can tear through. At the sensation, Galathea's mouth parted before she could stop it. Her whole body screamed at her to either shove him away or close the last inch between their lips herself. ===== SYNOPSIS ===== Galathea Brooks spent her life surviving quietly -- counting inventory, enforcing rules, keeping her head down inside one of the most powerful art institutions in the city. It's a simple life because paint doesn't talk; power doesn't notice people like her. and names are just names. -- That is... until a painting remembered her. When ancient works buried beneath Artemis Art Gallery began to respond to Galathea's presence, she becomes the center of the system that's older than the building itself. A system that cataloged her long before she knew it existed. Her name is not a coincidence. It is a KEY. Cael Alexander, on the other hand, has always understood control. As Artemis' immaculate but dangerous CEO, he manages secrets like no other. He knows the gallery and its bowels more than anyone. He knows what's hidden; he knows what's awaken. What he didn't expect, however, was Galathea. As archaic works of art start to stir, boundaries fracture -- between observer and artifact, power and possession, restraint and desire. Every choice Galathea makes draws her deeper into fate that doesn't want permission... only acknowledgement. Mind you, awakenings don't ask when you're ready.

Li Tang was reborn on the eve of the new millennium. He knew the trajectory of the mining market over the next twenty years, had the coordinates of every newly discovered supermine, and understood the intricate details of century-defining mergers between mining giants. While experts lamented that all the rich mines were in the hands of major players and that the giants were troubled by aging and depleting resources, turning from exploration to ruthless corporate takeovers... A group from the East kept working miracles—discovering deeply buried, shockingly rich mineral deposits again and again. From scorching deserts, frozen Arctic lands, and uninhabited primeval forests, they extracted tons of ore. Fully loaded cargo ships, the industrial lifeline, thundered across the seas toward the East. He had advanced exploration technology, wielded capital like a club, and maneuvered deftly through complex global politics—completely disrupting the mining industry's global landscape. When he speaks, the world listens. One foreign mining analyst exclaimed: “He is already the sole mining oligarch on Earth!” Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Johanssen  

Sophia Reed has a ride-or-die best friend, Emma Sterling. Emma spent months raving about her second brother, Alexander—insisting he was rich, gorgeous, and impossibly tall. Her master plan? Get Sophia to marry him so they could be sisters-in-law forever. In a momentary lapse of judgment (and perhaps a bit too much vodka), Sophia agreed to the blind date. The Good News: She slept with him. The Bad News: She slept with the wrong man. The Insane News: She actually signed a marriage certificate with the wrong man the next morning. When Emma found out the "tragic" news, her world collapsed. Sophia tried to console her: “Don’t cry, Em! The husband I found is even hotter than your brother. I definitely came out on top!”

Cheng Xiao has worked for Xu Kai as his secretary for 7 years, but lately she feels that she has moved away from her goal. Applied for a designing position but was hired as his secretary. She decides that it is time to follow her dream and plans to quit, but Mr. Xu has gotten too used and won't allow her to leave him. He realizes that he has been in love with her and plans to make her his.

The office turns into a battlefield. Vivian faces sabotage from within, and a mysterious figure named Daniel,a ghost from their past begins orchestrating a takeover. Despite Vivian’s public coldness and ruthless treatment, Well silently acts as her protector. He begins to uncover a web of betrayal involving the staff, realizing that the person trying to bring down the company is someone close to him.

Recently, a special correspondent conducted an exclusive interview with Pei Qian, President of Tengda Group. Tengda Group, now valued at hundreds of billions, operates across various sectors such as gaming, internet services, digital hardware, cultural media, and restaurants, significantly impacting numerous aspects of daily life. Pei Qian himself is widely regarded as the "World’s Best Boss," an unparalleled investment genius, and a brilliant game developer. He is known for his effortless leadership style and keen ability to precisely forecast industry trends. However, during the interview, Pei Qian expressed deep frustration: “I’m truly not some kind of business genius!” “My success is entirely due to luck!” “My initial goal was merely to lose fifty thousand yuan…” See? This is exactly how a genuine business genius maintains humility and modesty.

“This is my resignation.” He doesn’t look up. “Where’s the money?” “…Money?” “The compensation.” That’s when she learns walking away isn’t free. Ten years after vanishing from each other’s lives, Seo Jiah ends up working for her high school ex — now the ruthless CEO of Daeyeon Holdings. He keeps it cold. She treats him like the mistake she never healed from. They both keep lying. The contract locks her in. The past keeps finding ways back in. Jiah doesn’t beg. She doesn’t fold. She fights him in meeting rooms, in late-night emails, and in every look they pretend doesn't linger. He pushes. She pushes back. The office becomes a battlefield where the flashbacks bleed in—the love they buried, the way it ended, and the kind of hurt that doesn’t die quietly. She’s not just trapped. She’s cornered—and dangerous. He acts untouchable, but she’s the only one who ever got close enough to break him. Some reunions don’t come with closure. They come with teeth.

A bookstore owner forced to marry her family's enemy discovers that the cold-hearted mafia heir is capable of a devotion so fierce it will either heal her deepest wounds or destroy them both when his world of violence crashes into hers. --- MAIN CHARACTERS Sofia Bianchi — 26 years old · Owner of The Last Page bookstore in Greenwich Village · Has spent eight years building a life separate from her family's criminal ties · English literature degree, dreams of expanding her store · Fiercely independent, sharp-witted, emotionally guarded · Carries guilt over being unable to save her brother from himself · Internal conflict: Terrified of being owned, controlled, or used; must learn that love and possession can coexist without erasing her Antonio Matteo — 31 years old · Underboss of the Matteo family, heir to the empire · Known for cold precision, absolute loyalty, and controlled violence · Has never questioned the family, never wanted anything for himself · Carries trauma: Mother died when he was young, father raised him with iron discipline · Secretly reads poetry (Neruda, in broken Spanish) and has never told anyone · Internal conflict: His world demands ownership of everything, including his wife; but he wants her to choose him, which terrifies him more than any enemy SECONDARY CHARACTERS THE BIANCHI FAMILY Frank Bianchi — Sofia's father, aging Don of the declining Bianchi family, sick with guilt Rose Bianchi — Sofia's mother, gentle, wants peace above all Carlo Bianchi — Sofia's younger brother (22), reckless, addicted to gambling, deeply in debt, becomes a liability and eventual traitor THE MATTEO FAMILY Vincent Matteo — Antonio's father, old-school Don, believes in tradition and blood loyalty, arranged the marriage Marco Ricci — Antonio's underboss and closest friend, fierce warrior, utterly loyal Dominic — Antonio's most trusted soldier, quiet, observant Elena Matteo — Antonio's younger sister (24), married into another family, becomes Sofia's ally THE INNER CIRCLE Sasha — Marco's wife, becomes Sofia's closest friend and mentor in mafia wife life Marnie — Elderly woman who runs the Matteo household, wise, sees everything Old Vito — Antonio's driver, former soldier, grandfather figure THE ENEMIES Viktor Petrov — Head of the Russian mob moving into Matteo territory, ruthless, ambitious Derek Black — Sofia's abusive ex-boyfriend (human antagonist), resurfaces to cause trouble Garrick Volkov — Viktor's second, brutal enforcer ALLIES Torin Callahan — Head of the Irish mob, initially antagonistic, becomes uneasy ally Sera Callahan — Torin's wife, fierce, bonds with Sofia

She was sent to steal from him. He was supposed to never find out. Neither of them planned on the other. Isabella Reyes does not make mistakes. She is precise, trained, and coldly professional — the kind of woman who walks into rooms and reads them like blueprints, who knows exactly what she's doing and why, who has survived long enough in dangerous company to understand that sentiment is a luxury she cannot afford. When Theo Godman — billionaire, rival, and the most quietly dangerous man she has ever worked for — sends her to infiltrate the world of Zain Morgan, she accepts the terms. She has no choice. She never has a choice. The job is simple, on paper: get close, find the project, deliver it. Walk away clean. She does not expect Zain Morgan. She does not expect to feel anything. She feels everything. She hates herself for it. Zain Morgan has never been surprised. Surprise is what happens to people who haven't anticipated the move being made against them, and Zain anticipates everything — it is the architecture of his survival, the discipline that built the Morgan empire from old money and older intelligence into something the financial world orbits like a moon. When he identifies Isabella as Theo Godman's operative within four hours of meeting her, he does not feel outrage. He does not feel threatened. He feels, with the cold clarity of a man in full possession of himself and every room he stands in, the particular pleasure of a chess player who has seen the move twelve turns early. He will let her believe the path she is walking is hers. He will build every inch of it himself. What he does not anticipate — the thing that arrives without warning, without precedent, without any framework in his considerable experience to contain it — is that somewhere between the architecture and the execution, between the control and the calculation, Isabella Reyes stops being a variable and starts being something else. Something he does not have a precise clinical term for. Something that does not respond to management or containment or the cold, practiced restraint he has applied to every other threatening thing in his life. He does not know what to do with that. He has never not known what to do with something. He hates it with a ferocity that frightens him, privately, deeply. Almost as much as losing her would. THE LAST DEAL is the story of two people who are each trying to use the other — who are each, in their own precise and carefully defended ways, catastrophically bad at being used by someone they cannot stop thinking about. It is a dark story. It does not apologize for being dark. The characters make choices that are morally complicated and sometimes indefensible and always deeply, recognizably human — which is to say they make choices driven by fear and desire and pride and the particular desperation of people who want things they have decided they are not allowed to want. There is a theft. There is a betrayal. There is a board meeting, a lost empire, and a reckoning that neither of them survives unchanged. And there is, beneath all of it — beneath the strategy and the deception and the cold grey eyes and the coral red mouth and the thirty-one days counting down to everything falling apart — something that refuses to be managed or contained or filed away into the clinical privacy of a mind that has never met anything it couldn't control. Something that started in a ballroom and will end, one way or another, in ruin. The question is whose. Power. Obsession. Betrayal. And the specific, devastating danger of being truly known by the wrong person at exactly the right time. Some deals cannot be undone once signed. Some people cannot be unclaimed once chosen.

Maham Yousuf was nineteen when she married Shaheer Waqas in a secret nikah — witnessed only by two people, blessed by no family, hidden from the world at Shaheer's insistence because he said his family was not ready, because the time was not right, because he needed one more year. She was twenty-six when she understood that the one more year had become seven, and that the secret was not a temporary shelter but a permanent cage he had built around her while building a public life that had no room for her in it. Shaheer Waqas is now thirty-four, the celebrated CEO of Waqas Digital Ventures, Pakistan's most admired tech founder, a man whose face appears on magazine covers with the caption 'Most Eligible Bachelor of the Year' — a caption Maham sees on a newsstand outside the hospital where she has just finished her residency in emergency medicine. She does not cry. She does not call him. She walks back to the hospital, treats seventeen patients, and that evening sits down with a lawyer and asks one question: what does a secret wife have the right to claim? The answer changes everything. What follows is not a story of revenge, though there is justice. It is not a love story, though there was love. It is the story of a woman who gave seven years to a silence that was asked of her, and who spends the next year learning what her own voice sounds like when she finally decides to use it.

Once a bright and energetic young girl from the countryside, Ruby’s life took a drastic change after she involve herself with one of the potentially, most dangerous and frightening man in her country. The Fourth Prince, Julien Sterling. Or as they say, the crazy bastard who was both cruel and a sadist, treating human lives no better than grass. She had not only played such a figure around the palm of her finger, seducing the man to the point of obsession, but also conceived his son. Then, she ran away, only to return 6 years later for a secret mission. Ruby thought that the madman must have forgotten about her after so long, not knowing that the now mad tyrant had been searching for her to the point of madness. What would happen when the tyrant found out that his runaway bride hadn’t only sold him for a bag of gold, but also think of finding his son another ceo dad? When the time came for all deception to be shed and truth to be laid bare, would there still be any chance for the two to reach their happily ever after together? —— Excerpt: “H-How… did you recognize me?” She shivered against his touch, her heart beating wild as the man closed in, the familiar strokes of his sharp features emerging out of the cold shadows of the night. “I told you once, sweetheart.” He whispered against her skin, his breath slithering around her like a predatory snake rounding up its prey. “Even if your bones were to be grounded to dusts and every fiber of you, burnt into ashes, I would recognize you with just a glance.” The fingers on her chin tightened as he forced her to face the burning rage of his resentment. It had been 6 years… 6 years of waiting by the window like a fool who he himself looked down upon. However, he was no longer the fool of the past. And neither was he the powerless man who can only beg and wait. “Don’t you ever think about escaping from me again. In this lifetime, no, for as long as I stay in the same universe as you, you can only be mine, mine alone.” It was not a promise only to her, but also to himself. For he was now the mad tyrant who knew no reason, the tyrant who was bent on getting whatever that he had wanted. —— [Sweet 1 v 1 Fast-paced Romantic Comedy] [Male Lead Falls in Love First and Harder] [Extreme Pampering] [Naive Sweet White Rabbit x Cunning Black-Bellied Big Bad Wolf] Tags: #sweetlove #pregnancy #strongfemalelead #dark #royalfamily #pastplayhugerole #tragedy

Warning {Mature Content} Elaine has spent her life being the responsible one. The one who steps in when things are about to fall apart. So when her grandfather arranges a marriage for her younger cousin Ivy to Zane Whitmore a billionaire CEO with a dangerous reputation Elaine does what she has always done. She takes the burden on herself. What begins as a lie meant to protect Ivy quickly turns into a contract Elaine never meant to sign. Zane Whitmore is cold, controlled, and ruthless in both business and life. He doesn’t believe in love, only leverage. When he meets Elaine, he recognizes something he rarely encounters: a woman willing to stand her ground even when she’s afraid. Their agreement is simple. A marriage on paper. Mutual benefit. No emotions involved. As they are pulled deeper into each other’s lives, secrets begin to surface old betrayals, family conflicts, and a past that ties Zane to Elaine’s brother in ways no one is willing to talk about. The lines between obligation and desire blur, and what started as a sacrifice turns into something neither of them can control. In a world where power dictates everything and trust comes at a cost, Elaine must decide if she’s willing to gamble her heart on a man who could destroy her. A story of contract marriage, buried history, and a love born out of defiance rather than choice. (Mature content) Zane’s lips crush to mine, hungrily tasting my mouth and sucking my tongue into his. He moves lower, nipping at my neck, then my boobs, enveloping his lips around a pink nipple. I sigh in pleasure, my hands sliding into his hair and gripping hard as he bites down and then slips his mouth lower. And lower…….. My eyes fly open as he shoves my dress up to my waist and pulls my panties to the side. Suddenly, his mouth dives between my thighs, and when I feel his tongue drag up my slit, it’s like an electrical shock and my eyes roll back behind my head. Holy! FUCK!!.

Stark Industries’ true majority owner is a man who never seems to age. He’s been there since Howard Stark, returning each generation as the heir. A modern man wakes up in the MCU as Raizel, The Noblesse.

Undefeated Soldier King In the field of war, there is a legendary figure, the “Undefeated King of Soldiers”. He has traveled through countless battlefields, each of which is a test of his will. From the desolate deserts to the steep mountains, his footsteps have left indelible marks. This king of warriors not only possesses extraordinary physical strength, but also has a sharp strategic thinking. In the heat of battle, he was able to remain calm and collected, making quick and accurate decisions to turn the tide of battle. His swordsmanship is unrivaled and his fighting skills are the envy of all. He has faced countless foes and has never been defeated. His unshakable determination and indomitable spirit are the driving force behind his victories. He did not fight for personal glory, but to protect his home and people. The story of the invincible King of Fighters has been widely told and has inspired generations of people. He is a symbol of courage, strength and perseverance in the face of adversity. Translated with DeepL.com (free version)

[True & Fake Heiress + Metaphysics Face-Slapping + 1v1 Power Couple] After being kicked out by her snobby adoptive family, everyone thought Guan Xuxu would end up sleeping on the streets. Instead, in the blink of an eye, she was revealed to be the true heiress of the billionaire Jiang family! Seeing her new wealth, the Guan family deeply regretted their decision. Shamelessly, they demanded half of the Jiang family’s fortune as "repayment" for raising her. Guan Xuxu merely sneered. With a flick of her wrist, she activated a single Truth Talisman, instantly exposing the Guan family’s ugly, greedy faces to the entire world. When her scumbag ex-boyfriend tried to crawl back to her, she raised a hand and ensured he saw his "ancestors" every single night at exactly 3:00 AM. Her elite cousins thought she was an uneducated embarrassment. That is, until the most powerful men in the country started lining up at her door. The Head of the Song Family: "As long as Master Jiang saves my daughter, name any price!" The rival Gu Family: "If Master Jiang helps us, President Jiang will be my blood brother from now on!" Even her habitually defiant younger cousin became her biggest fanatic: "This is my only big sister! If anyone dares to curse her, I’ll curse their whole family!" The Jiang family finally realized their "poor little girl" was actually a top-tier Boss in the Xuanmen (Mystic Arts) world! Exorcising evil, drawing talismans, and saving lives Guan Xuxu was incredibly busy. She also had to find time to chase after a "Golden Thigh" for good luck. Guan Xuxu: "I'm so exhausted." Chu Beihe, the untouchable 'Golden Thigh', proactively stepped forward to share the burden, wrapping his arms around her waist: "There is no need to chase. I am already yours."

"Sign it. I don't want your money, and I don't want your daughter." For seven years, Rong Ci endured CEO Feng Tingshen’s freezing indifference. She thought her deep love could eventually melt his heart of ice. Instead, he fell in love at first sight with another woman. The final straw wasn't his neglect. It was flying thousands of miles on her birthday, only to find him treating that woman like a queen. It was watching the daughter she raised with her own hands tug on the other woman's dress, begging her to be her new mommy. In that moment, Rong Ci's heart died. She left the divorce agreement on the table, abandoned her custody rights, and walked away without looking back. Everyone laughed, waiting for the abandoned housewife to crawl back to the Feng family. Instead, Rong Ci returned to the business world and effortlessly built an empire worth hundreds of billions. Now a flawless, untouchable billionaire queen, she waited for her divorce certificate. But it never came. The cold, noble CEO who once loathed coming home now blocked her against the wall, his eyes red with desperate obsession. "Divorce?" his voice trembled. "Rong Ci... even if I die, I won't let you go."