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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 Lagos Love Hustle In Lagos, power is everything… and love is the most dangerous risk of all. Shemmy Esther is a bold, ambitious fashion designer determined to make her mark in Nigeria’s competitive industry. She doesn’t have time for distractions especially not arrogant, smooth-talking tech CEOs. Then she meets Daevyd Kng. Brilliant. Dominant. Irresistible. As Lagos’ rising tech mogul, Daevyd is used to controlling every room he walks into… until Shemmy challenges him. When business pulls them together for a high-profile app launch, the chemistry between them ignites into something neither of them planned. But success comes with enemies. Jealous rivals, bitter exes, media scandals, and clashing family expectations threaten to tear them apart. And when betrayal shakes their trust, Shemmy must decide whether love is worth risking the empire she’s worked so hard to build. In a city where ambition never sleeps and secrets refuse to stay buried, can their passion survive the Lagos hustle… or will it burn them both?

NEW. MASS UPDATE check out my other novels too!! *** Everyone thought Grant was a broke, useless son-in-law living off his wife’s family. They mocked him. Humiliated him. Treated him like trash. But they were wrong. Behind that quiet smile is a man with unimaginable power… the wealthy young master of the prominent Morgan family. Grant was never the leech they thought he was. He was simply repaying a debt to Daisy’s father—three years of marriage and silent protection. Yet the James family never saw his worth and instead made his life unbearable in every possible way. Daisy James never loved her husband. She pitied him at best… until she started to see the man behind the mask. The way he protected her when no one else would. The quiet strength in his eyes. The secrets he carried alone. Now Daisy’s heart is betraying her. She’s falling for the man everyone calls useless, only to discover he’s the most dangerous man of all. During his time in the James family, Grant uncovers a buried secret tied to his past, one that could destroy everything he’s vowed to protect. And when Grant’s true identity is revealed, Daisy will have to decide: stand by the man she’s only just begun to love… or watch the James family’s darkest secrets consume them both.

WARNING: This story contains intense emotions, brutal betrayals, slow-burn obsession, and a female lead who doesn't know how to stay dead. Proceed with caution... and snacks. SIDE EFFECTS MAY INCLUDE: screaming at your screen, falling for fictional men, and yelling “JUST KISS ALREADY.”...Get ready for this neverending rollercoaster of excitement!!! She was known as Qin mu, the organization’s deadliest sword. Feared and ruthless, everything dead or alive shuddered at the mention of her name. Until one night, they turned on her. Framed by the people she trusted, she was labeled as a traitor and was electrocuted to death on an electric chair. Qin mu awakens in the body of Shen mu, an ordinary girl who was relentlessly bullied… and who looks exactly like her. With a strange centipede-long scar now marking her face and fragments of her past creeping in, Qin mu begins to piece together the truth behind the betrayal that shattered her world. Then she meets Huo yunxiao , the cold, enigmatic young master of the powerful Huo family. His gaze unsettles her and His presence stirs something deeper. But as vengeance calls and shadows whisper secrets long buried, she must make a choice. Will her thirst for revenge and the mystery of her past destroy the chance at the love she never knew she needed? Or will she place her aching heart in the hands of this god-like man and the promise of a peaceful future?

**She came to steal a plant. She left utterly destroyed and completely his** Aria Chen is a woman who wears many masks: brilliant hacker, underground artist, medical prodigy. But none of those identities can save her dying mother from a rare disease with only one cure a nearly extinct medicinal plant called Vitalis Radix, cultivated exclusively on the private estate of billionaire CEO Damien Blackwood. Desperate and running out of time, Aria does the unthinkable: she infiltrates his fortress-like mansion as a maid under a false identity, planning to steal the plant and vanish before anyone discovers the truth. The plan is simple. "Get in. Get the plant. Get out." Until she meets him. Damien Blackwood is power incarnate ruthlessly intelligent, devastatingly handsome, and dangerously observant. From their first encounter, the attraction between them is explosive, undeniable, and completely forbidden. When he makes her his personal maid, Aria thinks she's been given the perfect access to complete her mission. She has no idea he's been waiting for her. He knows exactly who she is. And he's going to make her pay. But his punishment won't come in the form of police or prosecution. It comes in whispered commands in the darkness. In his hands claiming every inch of her virgin body. In the way he teaches her that pleasure and control are two sides of the same coin. "You're mine now. Every hole. Every moan. Every desperate whimper when you beg me to let you come." Aria is a virgin who's never experienced desire, never understood her own body's capacity for pleasure. Damien becomes her sexual awakening and her complete undoing. He introduces her to a world of dark eroticism she never knew existed remote-controlled vibrators she must wear while serving his dinner guests, sex in his office while he's on business calls, punishments that leave her marked and aching and desperate for more. She becomes addicted. To his touch. To his dominance. To the way he makes her body sing with pleasures she didn't know were possible. Every encounter pushes her boundaries further. Every night in his bed pulls her deeper into obsession. He's possessive to the point of madness, jealous of every man who looks at her, determined to own not just her body but her very soul. "When I'm done with you, you won't remember your own name. You'll only remember mine." As Aria falls deeper into Damien's web of dominance and desire, her mission becomes impossible to separate from her feelings. Her mother is dying. Time is running out. But every night in his arms makes her question what she's willing to sacrifice. When he finally catches her in the greenhouse, hands covered in soil and guilt written across her face, the confrontation is explosive. "Did you really think I didn't know? That I haven't been ten steps ahead this entire time? You played your game, Aria. Now it's time for mine." Betrayal. Rage. Raw, punishing sex that blurs the line between fury and passion. READER WARNING: This is a DARK EROTIC ROMANCE with explicit sexual content including: ** Virgin heroine's complete sexual awakening ** Dominant alpha hero with possessive/obsessive tendencies ** Power dynamics and consensual control (employer/employee) ** Public sexual situations and exhibitionism elements **Use of sex toys for control and pleasure ** Punishment scenarios (spanking, discipline) ** Intense jealousy and possessiveness ** Morally gray characters who make questionable choices ** Explicit language and graphic sexual scenes ** Pushed boundaries (always consensual) ** Emotional intensity and angst This book contains a GUARANTEED HEA but the journey is dark, twisted, and absolutely filthy. If you want safe and sweet, this isn't your book. If you want a billionaire who plays dirty and a heroine who learns to crave it, "Welcome to Blackwood Estate. where every rule is meant to be broken, every boundary is meant to be pushed, and love is the most dangerous game of all."

(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.

#Forbidden Love, #Sweet, #Doting, #Sweet Revenge "Why can't they let me go? I have done everything for them! I sacrificed everything, and I gave them everything, even my own eyes... I betrayed the only person who ever loved me! Why are you doing this to me? Why do they have to do this to me? " Zhou Yuxi, who was blind and crippled, crawled through the floor, she didn't know where to head or where to move to, but she was determined to crawl forward. She was determined to end this kind of life! She was determined to crawl to the end; she wanted to end all these miseries. "Just go on as you are going! Your end is just there... Just nearby, go on..." She could hear that voice that she wasn't familiar with and couldn't decipher if it was a female or male! But why was that voice telling her the end was just close by? Did this mean that she just needed to crawl forward, and she would get to the end? She struggled but kept moving until she felt she was at the edge of the unknown floor; she didn't stop but crawled forward, only to fall. "Nooooo! Don't..." She could hear that familiar voice trying to stop her but it was a tad bit too late. She opened her crippled hands trying to feel the fresh air.

Love cost him everything, but revenge is about to pay dividends. Three years Ryan Russo gave to Mediran Tech. Three years of late nights, broken promises, and loyalty to a boss he called a friend. The reward? Watching that same boss steal Ryan's girlfriend at the company gala - while she wore the dress Ryan bought her. Jobless, broke and humiliated. Ryan has exactly $247.32 to his name and zero reasons to hope. Then the Interest Protocol finds him. A mysterious system that doubles every dollar spent on pleasure and revenge - with bigger risks earning bigger rewards. Suddenly, being broke is the least interesting thing about him. As Ryan climbs from park benches to penthouses - one beautifully expensive decision at a time ‐ he discovers that the Interest Protocol has rules even it won't explain. And the people who wronged him? They're about to learn that in love and war, the real interest is always compounded. They took everything from him. He's about to collect it back... ...with interest. ---- Tags: System, Revenge, Harem, R18

​[DARK PSYCHOLOGICAL BL THRILLER / OBSESSION] Are you trying to destroy me, Yuyan?" The golden boy’s voice wasn't filled with fear, but a dark, breathless fascination. ""You made a monster. Now you have to live with him," Yuyan smiled, his beautiful face perfectly crafted for this very moment. Seven years ago, Xu Zhifan—the Nation's Heartthrob—staged a deadly fire just to win a sick bet. He wanted to see if the boy who loved him would walk into the flames to save him. The boy did. He thought the boy died in the ashes. He was wrong. Lin Yuyan survived. He built a new face from the ruins of the old one, spending seven years sculpting himself into exactly what Xu Zhifan finds beautiful. Now, Yuyan has returned with a bottomless bank account and a singular, terrifying goal: To dismantle Zhifan's perfect life piece by piece. Career . Freedom. Sanity. Yuyan controls the narrative, the leaks, the slow erosion of a golden reputation. He is patient in the way only people who have lost everything can be. He expects the golden boy to break. He expects him to beg. But as the trap finally snaps shut, Yuyan realizes a terrifying truth: Zhifan isn't breaking. He's fascinated. And the monster Yuyan came back to destroy might just fall in love with the cage.

Willow wakes in a hospital bed injured, medicated, and alone. She is informed that her life, as she understood it, ended weeks earlier. Her fiancé is there. Calm. Controlled. He explains that they broke up before the accident and that the separation was mutual. He says he remained by her side only out of decency. He is already involved with someone else, his boss’s daughter, and speaks as though this version of events has always been established fact. No one in the room challenges him. The doctors attribute Willow’s disbelief to concussion and trauma. Nurses lower their voices and repeat the same explanation with careful reassurance until it becomes official, documented, and final. Each repetition strips away her certainty, replacing memory with doubt. When Willow looks to the one person who could contradict him, she finds no relief. Her fiancé’s closest friend, a man who has never hidden his dislike for her, says nothing. He offers a brief nod that confirms the narrative without words. With that single gesture, the past is closed. Every detail they present contradicts what Willow knows she lived. Weeks have been erased. Conversations have been rewritten. A relationship has been reassigned without her consent. If she resists, she will be labeled unstable, emotional, and unreliable. She will be the only one insisting that reality has been altered. So Willow stays silent. Within that silence, something colder begins to take shape. She begins to question why her fiancé needed the past rewritten at a moment when she cannot safely object. She begins to wonder why his closest friend chose this precise moment to agree. She begins to realize that decisions were made about her while she lay unconscious and defenseless. The Quietest Knife is a dark psychological romance centered on gaslighting, betrayal, and power disguised as care. It follows a slow, deliberate descent into manipulation, control, and revenge, where harm is inflicted quietly and authority wears the mask of concern. This is not a story about forgetting. It is a story about being rewritten calmly, professionally, and without resistance.

"You think you can handle my world, Bella?" Leo growled, his eyes blazing with a dangerous intensity as he cornered her. "Once you're in, there’s no way out. I’ll destroy everything you are." Isabella’s breath caught, but she didn’t back down. Her voice was soft but unwavering as she whispered, “Maybe I’m not as fragile as you think. Maybe I want to be destroyed by you.” Leo’s hand gripped her chin, tilting her face up to meet his. “You have no idea what you’re asking for,” he warned, his tone dark and possessive. “I’ll take everything—your innocence, your light. You’ll be mine, completely.” She leaned in closer, her lips barely an inch from his. “Then take it, Leo. Take all of me.” ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Isabella was beautiful and innocent, with a kind heart and a true desire to help others. Her innocence wasn't because she was naive, but because she chose to see the good in the world, even when she knew about its darker sides. She was quiet, preferring to stay behind the scenes, but when it came to hacking, she was fearless. Her mind worked like a supercomputer, able to break into any system with ease. Leonardo Moretti was the dangerous mafia boss everyone was warned to stay away from. He was cold, ruthless, and didn't seem to care about anything. But everything changed when he found himself unexpectedly married to Isabella, a woman who seemed innocent and weak. What would happen when Leonardo discovered that his new wife was not just any woman, but a super hacker? ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ - Mature Themes - He Fell First and Harder - 18+ Content - Mafia World - Weak to Strong - Slow burn

A Thai CEO vs. a Chinese titan. To infiltrate the CK Group, Adisorn leads a genius team into a lethal game of corporate espionage. This isn't a merger—it’s a cold-blooded battle of wits. One move changes everything. ​The year’s ultimate business thriller. Win or be erased.

She is silence. He is power. In a world where decisions are signed in blood and trust comes at a high price, emotions are a weakness. Mirey Ellis lives by strict rules: Don’t fall in love. Don’t stand out. Don’t let yourself believe. But he always comes wearing a tie. And one day, he leaves without it. From that moment on, everything that was supposed to remain impossible begins. Passion. Control. A game. And the silence where every heartbeat is heard.

The Billionaire’s Forgotten Heir “I told you to sign it and disappear. I didn't tell you to take my soul with you.” Five years ago, Elena Vance was the perfect contract wife. She played her part at galas, kept his bed warm, did everything to please him, and stayed silent while Marcus Thorne, the ruthless “King of Wall Street,” built his empire. But when a multi-billion-dollar merger required him to marry a rival heiress, Marcus didn't hesitate. He handed Elena a divorce settlement and a cold goodbye. He never knew that she walked away with more than just her pride. She was carrying his heir. Determined to protect her son from the cold and transactional world of the Thorne, Elena vanished. She reinvented herself as the “Architect of Light,” a powerhouse in the design world who needs no man-and certainly no billionaire-to support her. But a single viral photo of her five-year-old son, Leo, changes everything. With Marcus’s signature blue eyes and arrogant tilt of the head, the boy is a ghost from the past Marcus can't ignore. Now, the man who traded her for a merger has landed his private jet in her city. He wants his son. He wants his legacy. And to Elena’s horror, he realizes he wants the woman he discarded. Marcus Thorne is used to buying whatever he desires, but Elena is about to show him that some contracts can’t be renegotiated-and some hearts are built to be unbreakable.

At twenty-six, Xavier is already a ghost in his own life. He spends his days under the buzzing fluorescent lights of a warehouse, moving crates of "success" he will never own, all to provide for the woman he has loved since high school. He isn't loud or confident ,he is simply steady. He believes that hard work and consistency are the keys to a future that matches the glitz of his younger brother Liam’s life. But a single surprise visit home shatters the world Xavier bleds for. Finding Lenny in the arms of his idolized younger brother doesn't just break Xavier’s heart it removes it. As Liam sneers at his "pathetic" lack of ambition and Lenny dismisses him as "too sweet," the man Xavier used to be vanishes. In the silence of a hollow apartment, surrounded by the remnants of a life built on lies, Xavier realizes that being "good" was his greatest mistake. The betrayal has done its work. Now, the man who was once too soft to speak is finding a new, dangerous kind of silence.

I thought I was chasing his elder brother but end up falling for his younger brother my enemy.

Summoned to another world. Appraised. Declared useless. Exiled. No cheat sword. No broken blessing. Just trash-tier stats and a skill nobody respects. So, he does what any modern mind trapped in a medieval death economy would do—He builds a product. At the mouth of a dungeon where adventurers bleed for coin and glory, he sells something simple: Stamina Bar EX. Hunger suppression. Faster recovery. Controlled side effects. Scalable batches. Safe. Measured. Optimized. At first, it’s just business. Then— HOSTILE TAKEOVER.

"I don't want your fucken money."Jungkook growled at the man whose hand had pinned him against the cold wall of his VIP room. " What do you want then?" Taehyung's humming,hoarse voice echoed in his whizzy head." Tell me baby boy.." Jungkook's hips plunged forward, grinding their cocks in frantic." Your cock..I want your cock..I need it.." Each moan,each whimper brought Jungkook closer to his highs. " Will you do as daddy says? Be a good boy for daddy?" " Yes.. yes.. I'll do anything..I need daddy's cock inside me..I need you to ruin me.." And he did... Black Swan is a slow burn,razor-edged love story where hate ignites desire and secrets unravel with every stolen glance. Jeon Jungkook,a sharp-tongued, emotionally guarded bartender,wants nothing to do with Kim Taehyung,the cold, dangerous and devastatingly irresistible CEO of Vante empire and co-owner of 'Black Swan' where he works. But when a secret contract binds them in a dangerously intimate arrangement,lines blur and control slips. As Jungkook fights his growing obsession and denies the fire Taehyung effortlessly lights inside him, Taehyung hides his own demons behind a mask of power and indifference. In a world tainted by lies, betrayal and unresolved loss, neither man can afford vulnerability but desire has other plans. Two broken men. One game of control. And a passion that threatens to consume them both.

Diane Alvez is considered someone unlucky. She has been denied freedom of speech since a young age. On a time for choosing marriage, it wasn't an exception. She found herself in a situation where she couldn't decide if she wanted to marry Calvin or not. But everything changed as soon as she married him. What they called bad luck turned into something she couldn't fathom. She had met a man that meant everything to her.

My engagement ended in humiliation. One moment, I was the bride-to-be. Next, my fiancé was slipping a ring onto another woman’s finger—nope, not just anyone, my half-sister! And the whole city watched. So I did the unthinkable. I kissed the one man I was never supposed to touch—his aloof, very hot, useless uncle. Dominic Fletcher. It was supposed to be revenge. A scandal to wipe away my shame. Until he stole my bra and with it, my senses… and my already fragile heart. “Give it back!” I demanded, reaching for my bra, but he only lifted it higher. “I’ll keep this as a memento, Kitten,” he murmured, eyes dark, voice dangerously seductive. But Dominic Fletcher was far from useless. Behind the nonchalant façade was a ruthless power only I had glimpsed. And now, he wants to help me take my revenge— “Marry me, sweetness,” Dominic rasped, gaze sharp as steel. “I’ll make everyone who offended you a foot mat. What do you say?” How could I say no? I’d do anything to make that worthless, piece-of-shit scumbag ex lose sleep for the rest of his life and become his worst nightmare. So I said yes—to his uncle. I became his aunt-in-law. Then I returned, victorious and unbroken. My family pleaded for me to forgive them. My ex-fiancé fell to his knees, clutching my hand. “Let’s start again, Harper,” he begged. “You’re the only one I cherish...”