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Arianne Summers was once the most feared woman in the business world—until love became her fatal mistake. Publicly betrayed by her fiancé, her empire stolen in a calculated corporate takeover, Arianne vanished from the spotlight, determined never to return. Five years later, her quiet life is interrupted by an unexpected knock. On her doorstep stand two scheming four-year-old twins holding a handmade sign: “Marry Our Uncle!” Their uncle, Franz Rochefort, is a world-famous actor reluctantly thrust into the role of CEO after his brother’s death. Overwhelmed, underestimated, and struggling to keep both his company and his family together, Franz needs help—even if he doesn’t know it yet. What begins as a logical, temporary arrangement quickly spirals into chaos as fake dates turn real, old enemies resurface, and two tiny matchmakers launch Operation: Make Uncle and New Aunt Fall in Love. In a world where power is currency and love is a liability, Arianne must choose—revenge against the past, or the unexpected family she never planned to have. A ruthless CEO. A reluctant superstar. Two scheming children. And a love story that was never part of the plan. #ceoromance #reversedroles #slowpaced #loveaftermarriage special thanks to @schreient_rui Join my new discord server: https://discord.gg/pj5ad3QgRk

On her eighteenth birthday, Anaya begins to question the only mystery her father never allows her to speak of—five gifts that arrive every year from strangers who know her too well. When one forbidden name shatters her father’s calm, Anaya realizes her simple life was built on silence, not truth. As buried choices surface and hidden bonds begin to unravel, she must decide whether blood, love, or truth truly defines a family. Some lives are chosen for us. Others are hidden until we are strong enough to face them.

I was just trying to survive my toxic family when I had the hottest one-night stand of my life. Then I found out he's my new stepbrother. And a mafia don. Demetrio DeLeon is dangerous, controlling, and completely off-limits. He's also the only man who's ever made me feel alive. Every stolen touch is forbidden. Every heated glance could destroy us both. But when his enemies come for me, I discover I'm not just some college dropout caught in the crossfire. I'm the missing daughter of the Russian Bratva's most feared pakhan. The girl whose kidnapping twenty years ago started a bloody war between two mafia empires. And now that war is back, with me at the center. Demetrio says he'll burn the world down before he lets me go. My biological brother Alexei wants to take me home to Russia. And I'm caught between two families, two worlds, and a love so consuming it might just kill us all. Some secrets are worth dying for. This one might cost me everything.

The story explores the emotional complexities of a woman trapped in an unhappy marriage, where loyalty to family expectations and business interests clashes with her own desires for independence and fulfilment. Samantha decides to make big changes in her life with the mind to explore her still youthful self. However, along the way she grows a little too close to her brother's friend, bringing about a wave of complicated events.

Lin Wan regrets her inability to judge people and how she was deceived by a friend, eventually discarded by a worthless man, leading to her ruin and disgrace. She was forced to leave behind a vibrant and courageous person, ending up living a miserable life and facing a bleak old age. Reborn into another life, Lin Wan is determined not to repeat past mistakes. She is set on extinguishing her vain desires and living a truly remarkable life. She has many ambitions. But the most crucial one is: to win back the man who truly loves her once again. She plans to earn money, find him, marry him, and live a happy life together!

Anatomy of Silence A Literary Novel There are people who live at the edges of their own lives—not because they choose to, but because the world does not always make room. Andini Lestari has mastered the art of restraint. Hope, to her, is a fragile architecture—one that stretches the distance between desire and disappointment. Silence has always been her safest refuge. Fani Pratiwi knows what it means to be quietly overlooked. Moving through the world in a body others perceive as inconvenience, she has learned to make herself smaller, softer, easier to ignore. Their paths cross in the unremarkable hours of campus life—in the hush of late afternoon rain, in shared glances across lecture halls, in conversations that feel heavier than they appear. What begins as cautious proximity slowly deepens into something neither of them knows how to name. There are no promises between them. No dramatic declarations. Only the quiet recognition of being seen. But when the fragile sanctuary they build together begins to fracture under the weight of indifference and institutional hypocrisy, silence itself becomes a choice—one that demands a cost. Anatomy of Silence is not a story about grand revolutions. It is about the invisible battles fought in ordinary rooms. About the quiet courage required to remain present in a world that insists on invisibility. Because for some, survival is not loud. It is deliberate. And it is brave.

After her grandfather's death, Bai Hanyun was disowned by her parents and cast out of the Bai family. With nowhere else to go, she left the city and returned to the countryside. There, by a twist of fate, she discovered an antique mirror hidden in the basement of her newly purchased home. From that moment on, strange events began to unfold—until one day, she stumbled upon a prayer from a young general. Feng Xiyan, besieged by the Yuezhi Tribe and betrayed by the imperial court, had been driven into a desperate corner. With no access to water, food, or medicine, he and the citizens of Xiqiang City could do nothing but await death. But just as all hope seemed lost, Heaven intervened. From that moment on, the Feng Army and the people of Xiqiang City had enough food and water, living lives more prosperous than even the Emperor himself.

Elena Park was a novel editor who was just about to approve her client’s final manuscript, a dark romance about betrayal, obsession, and the tragic death of a cruel woman. That woman was not the heroine. She was the villain. A woman who toyed with an amnesiac man. A woman who abused her power and vented her anger on someone who could not fight back. A woman who would eventually be kidnapped, tortured, and left to die alone. Elena knew the entire plot. She had memorized every torture scene. She knew no one would look for her when she disappeared, because she herself had edited the story. But before she could uncover the plot hole that felt strangely out of place, a car crashed into her. When she opened her eyes, Elena was no longer standing on a city sidewalk. She awoke in the De Luca family’s swimming pool, as Elena De Luca, the villain destined to die. And the man who would one day take revenge for everything she had done, Lorenzo Vitale, the mafia boss who lost his memory in an accident she caused, was now staring at her with empty eyes. Elena knew that one day the mafia’s memories would return. She knew the depth of his vengeance. She knew how her body would be found lifeless. Yet one question continued to haunt her, what was the plot hole she had never discovered? Would she follow the original storyline to uncover the truth, or rewrite her own fate, even if it meant becoming a different kind of monster? Because this time, the villain is the one holding the pen.

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The night she was cast aside, Iris Valtorien did not beg, scream, or curse the crown. She left. Branded unstable. Unfit. Forgotten. Six years later, she returns—not as a discarded wife, but as the Sovereign of the Obsidian Keep, a power the Empire buried two centuries ago. The Crown Prince chose ambition over blood. Now his greatest regret walks the capital in shadows… and his daughter calls him “Your Highness" instead of"Father". In a court ruled by legacy, silence is sharper than steel—and the Night remembers everything.

Everly, a connoisseur of orphan-to-riches tropes, always assumed her origin story began with a dramatic abandonment at the orphanage gates. Turns out, her life was even more cliché than her favorite novels! She wasn't merely dumped; she was swapped—a long-lost heiress to a vast fortune. Just when she thought her life couldn't get any more tropey, a mysterious System materialized, offering her a chance at a "good ending." The catch? Its "abilities" ranged from the utterly bizarre to the downright mortifying, making Everly question if a happy ending was truly worth the existential cringe. *** System 006: [Host, please choose 1 of these 3 system abilities!] Everly: "They're all weird! Let me just pick random!" System 006: [Hehe... host, I forgot to say that each system will have consequences, so something will happen to you when you use it...] Everly: "!!!" Days later, having been reunited with her biological family and experimenting with the System's... unique function, the consequence were already glaringly apparent. Her beloved brother: "My little sister is precious, but I need therapy to keep up with her alien-like thinking." Handsome man 1: "She's a pervert! I'm scared she'll take my innocence..." Handsome man 2: "Every time she talks, I feel like killing her. Is that normal?" NOTE: Please disconnect all logical circuits before proceeding with this novel, as it's an absolute chaotic comedy where the MC, Everly, has several screws loose in her brain. Don't expect much normalcy here—sanity checked out long ago and never came back.

“That child is mine. And so are you,” he commanded, his viper-green eyes pinning her in place. Grace couldn’t believe that he—Carlos Benjamin, her new CEO and eight years her junior—was the father of her unborn baby. “You can go back to that deadbeat you call a husband, or you can come with me and have everything.” ===== For the last five years of her marriage, Grace Preston, 32, believed she was broken. She couldn’t have a child, and her deadbeat husband, Charles, never let her forget it, calling her useless while she worked tirelessly to fund his failed acting career. He didn’t just break her spirit; he shattered her trust by cheating on her with her own sister. Heartbroken, Grace fled to her office late one night, seeking solace at the bottom of a bottle. She wasn’t alone. A beautiful, blond-haired man was there, nursing his own wounds. He never told her his name, but he offered her a night of oblivion. Fueled by whiskey and a desperate need for revenge, she gave in to her darkest desires, pulling the willing stranger into her web. In her drunken haze, she thought, “If my husband can have his fun, then so can I.” She never worried about protection, convinced she was barren. Until a month later, when a positive pregnancy test trembled in her hands. Grace Preston, the ‘barren’ wife, was pregnant. In a single night, the stranger gave her what Charles couldn’t in five years. Now Carlos has made his claim, pulling her into a world of immense power and lethal secrets. Will Grace escape her toxic marriage only to be trapped in this captivating young billionaire’s golden cage? Or is trading one prison for another a mistake that will cost her more than just her heart?

His character is like a devil when he meets his Camellia. She is a pure soul who wants to achieve something… what happens when they meet?”

Emilia Wallace had sacrificed her freedom to save her father’s dying empire by marrying Derek Carson in a calculated deal that promised rescue for Wallace Holdings. But six months later, that illusion shatters because one quiet morning, hidden on the staircase of their glittering Las Vegas mansion, she overhears the truth; The Carsons had never intended to help rather they planned to forge documents, steal every share, erase her father’s legacy and even kill her if she dares to run. With nothing but damning evidence, burning rage, and two fiercely loyal friends who refuse to let her break, Emilia slips into the night and runs away. Meanwhile, Derek is already hunting. Desperate and cornered, Emilia turns to the one man who might match the Carsons’ ruthlessness: Ethan Blackwood, the cold, calculating billionaire whose empire has warred with The Carson's for years. She offers him insider secrets in exchange for protection. He accepts but not out of kindness because to Ethan, she was leverage wrapped in desperation; to her, he was arrogance in a tailored suit. Their alliance is supposed to be transactional but instead, guarded glances turn into heated tension, distrust flares into desire, and strategy gives way to something neither expected: real, dangerous passion. One woman. One lethal secret. One shot to burn their empire to the ground. In a city that thrives on deception, revenge becomes the only escape and the only heart worth claiming might be the one she never saw coming.

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Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.

Liv is Thomas’s best friend’s little sister, so off limits the limit isn’t even allowed to exist in the first place, yet his feelings for her are getting increasingly non-platonic. Despite this shameful obsession, he’s determined to keep his secret forever and never ever act on his desires, reveal the smallest glimpse of them. But… When a devastating and life-altering event is thrown Liv’s way, she finds herself needing Thomas in her life more than ever, needing him in a different, very different, way than before. Notwithstanding the miscommunication, jealousy and guilt, the lines become blurred and things start to spiral. Their respective traumas manage to bind them closer together and make them realize love might not have to be conventional or pure in the traditional sense.

Let’s be frank: my stepmother is human trash. She has always been, and she’ll always be. That’s just how life is. But I’ve got to admit that she’s outdoing herself today. ‘Cause, darn, she’s just told me, first thing in the goddamn morning, that I’m to be wed in a few hours’ time for the prosperity of the clan. That has the merit to be crystal clear, at least. Alright, sure. Fine. I can live with an arranged marriage. It’s not the worst thing she’s done. What’s not fine, though, is my spouse’s gender, age, and species. I want to make three points clear: 1. I’m not into men. 2. I’m not into older people. 3. I’m not into other species. Guess what? It appears my future partner is everything listed above. Male, old enough to be my ancestor, and a demon! ...Is it too late to run away? Asking for a friend. ______________________________ Doesn’t-give-a-fuck-anymore human x pampering older demon [BL] ______________________________ Free of copyright picture used for the bookcover by Leonhard_Niederwimmer

Julia Hale is a beastwoman of unsettling beauty, an emergency room nurse in a large, unforgiving city, and the mother of young twins still too innocent to grasp the cost of silence. Behind her clinical composure and carefully ordered routine, Julia carries the scars of years of domestic violence, relentless humiliation, and a past that has never truly loosened its grip. Separated from Theo Desmond, her charismatic and predatory ex-husband, Julia struggles to build a stable life. She works. She raises her children. She manages her body, her desire, her exhaustion. On the surface, she is moving forward. In reality, she is still surviving. Her trauma does not erupt in screams but in interrupted gestures, intrusive memories, conflicted desire. She is in love with a woman—Stella Vance—a one-sided, silent love never spoken aloud. This attachment becomes a mirror, reflecting both what Julia longs for and what she still cannot claim. Under the Skin of a Beastwoman is neither a revenge story nor a tale of miraculous healing. It is a fragmented, intimate chronicle of a woman learning—slowly, imperfectly—to detach herself from a life built on fear, while trying to offer her children a future she was never given. An R18 urban narrative, visceral and deeply personal, where the body, desire, and memory become battlegrounds for survival and reclamation.

In the heart of the vast and gleaming Eirhardt Empire, where bloodlines dictate power and magic shapes destiny, a nameless child is left at the gates of an orphanage on a quiet night. Born into silence, raised in shadows, Elarion does not cry. He does not demand. He simply watches, listens, and endures. But the empire watches too. When a mysterious noble cloaked in imperial black kneels before him, everything shifts. Elarion—only two years old—is chosen. Not for his power. Not for prophecy. Just... for being seen. “In the arms of the Empire” follows the slow, intimate unfolding of a child who was never taught how to be held. Told from Elarion’s perspective as he grows from invisible orphan to the Imperial Heir, the novel traces a path not of war or prophecy, but of soft glances, untied ribbons, whispered names, and rooms that finally feel like home. It is a story of found family, silent resilience, and the aching, beautiful weight of being loved without needing to earn it.