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***MATURE CONTENT***He cheats, she waits and takes him back. Cheats again, and again, and the same thing happens. But one day Vivian Rose is fed up with her ex's wandering eye and decides to have some fun of her own. Enter billionaire and unapologetic playboy Ryan Terrell. A man with a hardened outer shell but a soft heart. They agree to a night of fun, but one night just isn't enough and they enter into an ‘arrangement' pretty soon the lines get blurred.

He won her in a bidding war. She expected chains. Instead, he offered chaos, and something dangerously close to freedom. Anastasia was raised in the temple, carved from childhood with sacred runes. Each one a blood-soaked tribute to the gods she never chose. A weapon, a symbol, a prize passed from hand to hand, a body to be used and sold. When the temples auction her off, she’s prepared to survive whatever comes next. She’s not prepared for him. Malvor, the God of Chaos, is all smirks and swagger, crowned in mischief and dressed like temptation itself. But beneath the theatrics is a being hiding his own scars. Some emotional, some eternal. He doesn’t want obedience. He wants fire, challenge and most dangerous of all her. And Anastasia? She’s done playing the part of the willing doll. She’s dangerous, defiant, and not afraid to bite the hand that tries to claim her. Now, caught in a realm where illusions have teeth and gods play games with mortal lives, the only thing more reckless than trusting Malvor… is falling for him. This isn’t a love story. It’s healing wrapped in heat. It’s trauma, chaos, and slow, aching desire. It starts with a woman who was never meant to survive. But did. And came back sharper.

“Damian Sinclair, you said you wouldn’t touch me, wouldn't like me, and wouldn’t marry me!” “Darling, you must be mistaken. I clearly want to sleep with you, like you a lot, and hold a certificate of marriage!” “You...you're shameless, going back on your word!” “Be good, husband can do something even more shameless.” The book is also called "The CEO Is Too Fierce, Baby Feels Square" and "Beast, Let Go of That Soft Cutie, Let Me Come."

For money, Jin Jumo "signed" herself to the business tycoon Rong Mochen, for a period of one year. Upon their first meeting, the man's voice was icy, "I like women who keep their place, understand?" "Yes." Jin Jumo nodded lightly. So, Jin Jumo always adhered to her place, tightly locking her heart away, never crossing the line. If there was anything in her relationship with Rong Mochen that Jin Jumo hadn't anticipated, it would be... --- "Mr. Rong, our contract expired a week ago." Jin Jumo lightly curved her lips, giving a smile that didn't reach her eyes as she looked at the man in front of her. "So?" "So, Mr. Rong, are you playing rogue now?" Jin Jumo gritted her teeth. "Hmm..." Rong Mochen frowned, leisurely raising his head to look at Jin Jumo, "Is my daughter behaving well in your belly?" "It's not even two months, how do you know it's definitely a daughter..." Wait... Jin Jumo's eyes widened in terror, she hadn't told him she was pregnant... Rumor had it, a car accident targeting Z City tycoon Rong Mochen resulted in the death of a seven-month-pregnant woman. Rumor had it, after the accident, the Rong Family's president underwent a drastic change, becoming ruthless and fierce from being coldly indifferent. Rumor had it, the person killed in the accident was the person closest to Rong Mochen's heart. --- Four years later. "Brother, do we really need to find a new boyfriend for Mommy?" The little bun bit his chubby fingers, looking at the little boy beside him who was slightly taller. "Yes." The boy squinted, his gaze coldly fixed on the televised global sensation of the Rong Family's president's luxurious engagement ceremony. "But didn't Brother say that the old man named Rong is our real dad?" Jin Jumo, who had just stepped into the house, was nearly collapsing inside. How did the two little guys know Rong Mochen was...

One morning, Gu Tiantian wakes up to find her innocence gone—and her temper flaring. Every time she glares at him, cheeks flushed with outrage, Bai Chenyao cocks an eyebrow. “You don’t want this?” he asks, voice cool. “I never did!” she snaps. His only rule: her consent is optional; his desire is not. Cue Gu Tiantian’s inner scream: Then why even ask, you iceberg?! PS: A genius CEO with zero EQ VS. a lovable, scatter-brained clerk. He thinks courtship is a hostile takeover; she thinks love shouldn’t come with fine print. Sparks fly, clothes vanish, and the “free pie” she never ordered keeps biting back—hilariously, endlessly, deliciously.

A premeditated car accident almost cost Lu Jinghan his life, but fortunately, Doctor Han saved him. Later, the old master of the Lu Family said with delight, "The life-saving grace of Doctor Han cannot be thanked with words; it's better to let my grandson offer himself in gratitude." "Old man, that's enough." A deep voice came from behind, belonging to Lu Jinghan. Han Xi also felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She's a doctor; healing and saving people is her duty and doesn't deserve such... generous reward. ... Later, Doctor Han became the person Mr. Lu cherished in his heart. Mr. Lu had a smile on his lips, a smile as sweet as nectar: "Let's have a child, then we'll be a family of three." "Two, I want both a boy and a girl." "No, just one." "Why?" Mr. Lu gazed lovingly at his Mrs. Lu: "It's too painful to have a child, one is enough." What to do, it seems Doctor Han wants to pounce on her Mr. Lu right now.

…Queen Shala stood before the mirror in a hurry, fingers fumbling with her jewelry, brushing soft color on her lips, slipping into a light robe that hugged her curves just right. She had to leave soon, meet Ban in the quiet woods where no eyes could follow. Heart racing with that secret pull, she didn’t hear the door open. Strong arms wrapped around her from behind, familiar yet… different. The king—her husband—pressed close, lips brushing her neck slow and hot. “Where are you going so fast, my love?” he whispered, voice deeper than usual, hands already sliding under the robe, finding skin warm and ready. She froze for a second, feeling the change—his touch bolder, hungrier, like fire instead of gentle warmth. But something enchanted pulled her in. She could tell this was not her husband maybe a doppelgänger but the enchantment made her lean back against him, breath catching. His fingers undid ties quick, robe falling open, palms cupping her breasts, thumbs teasing peaks until she gasped soft. He turned her, kissed her deep and long, tongue claiming, body pressing hard—his manhood thick and pulsing against her thigh. Before she knew it, he lifted her onto the dressing table, jewelry scattering,.. Kia, the mischievous Cupid who shot a forbidden arrow at Queen Shala and rival general Ban—sparking a passion that could unravel kingdoms—is racing to stop it all. No reverse arrow exists, so he dives into the mortal world himself: shapeshifting, enchanting, slipping into intimate moments to pull her focus away from Ban. He has to forbid their growing love, avoid a possible disaster that looms if it burns too bright. But demons like the twisted illusionist Molik scheme to ruin his plans, angels watch wary from above, and true desire fights back harder than any spell. Can Kia save his reputation and keep the chaos from exploding… or will he get tangled in the very heat he’s trying to cool?

Lyra Winters is possessed. A half spirit trapped in a mysterious locket, that belongs to the most powerful Witch known to the mankind and now Lyra possesses half of the Witch's magical power. And the half spirit is filled with the feelings of vengeance—vengeance towards the very man she is attracted to or rather his pack of werewolves. Can Lyra protect the man she loves and his pack or she will loose herself to the possession? Cyrus Grayson and his entire pack is haunted by an age old curse. A curse to never have a forever with their fated mate. A curse that has been challenging the moon goddess herself for thousands of years. And a witch casted it. And the Witch is back again, and this time she has possessed the only girl Cyrus has been madly in love with since the very first time he saw her. Will he save his love or will be killed by the very girl he is trying to protect? ------- WARNING This story is intended for mature readers. It contains dark themes, intense emotional conflict, violence, betrayal, intimacy and supernatural elements that may be uncomfortable or triggering to some audiences. Read it at your own risk.

She is a poison he had craved to Taste. A sin he wants to keep committing. For Jericho, watching Alessia strip on stage was drug. He never chases. Every woman would worship the ground he walked on just to be on his bed but he found himself chasing this one woman to the point of obsession. ************* He pinned my hand above my head, my back pressed firmly against the wall. His breath was warm against my skin, close enough to steal the air from my lungs. “Trust me, love,” he murmured, voice low and possessive. “You could have been married to a hundred men before me but you’ll always find your way back to my arms. There’s no escaping me.”

In a world ruled by bloodlines and bound by prophecy, the strongest werewolves rise through ritual and power except those cast aside by fate. Cassandra comes from a disgraced family, cursed and rejected by wolves for generations. She is a nobody. Kael Stormborn was raised to be the savior of their kind. Groomed since birth to bind with the legendary Alpha wolf and stand against the awakening darkness, he is the heir to destiny itself: arrogant, confident, unstoppable. Everyone knows his fate—everyone, that is, except the wolf. When Cassandra enters the Hatchery, the legendary wolf makes a choice that no one expects: it chooses her. The world holds its breath as prophecy collides with reality, power with defiance, and destiny with desire. Together, Cassandra and Kael must navigate elemental forces, rival packs, and a darkness older than the world itself. And as the seals of an ancient evil begin to crack, they will discover that some bonds cannot be broken and some legends cannot be rewritten without consequences.

One month. That’s all the city's most ruthless billionaire CEO, Damian Visconti, wants. In exchange, he’ll erase Mila Thorne’s crushing debt and pay for the life-saving surgery her mother desperately needs. For Mila, it’s a deal with the devil she can’t afford to refuse. But Damian isn’t offering salvation. He’s hunting retribution. Fourteen years ago, Mila's family destroyed everything he loved. Now, he’s back to reclaim it all, starting with the woman who bears the name he despises. His plan is simple: marry her, break her, and make her the final piece in his revenge. Yet as the thirty-day contract counts down, hatred begins to blur into something far more dangerous. Desire ignites. Truths unravel. And the man who swore to destroy her finds himself wanting to protect her instead. In the end, Damian must make an impossible choice: finish the revenge that defined his life, or surrender to the woman who might be the only one capable of healing him.

DARK ROMANCE DISCLAIMER! This story features a male lead who is far from a gentleman. His love is obsessive, manipulative, possessive, and all-consuming. If you are looking for a fairytale, this isn’t it. As a Mafia romance, this story involves criminal elements and morally grey (or black) actions. You may find certain themes or behaviors difficult; if these tropes are not to your taste, I kindly suggest you skip this one. Includes super explicit steamy scenes (which will be marked with warnings). I welcome constructive critiques, but please keep the comment section respectful. R18 | Reader discretion is heavily advised. Proceed only if you enjoy pure, manipulative dark romance. ~~~~~~ I loathed those dark eyes. Not a day or night passed without them haunting me like restless ghosts on a rampage. Even as I stood there defiantly glaring at him, they seemed to bore into my mind, body, and soul. I hated them. I despised them. "You spoke out of turn, sweetheart." His infuriatingly deep voice shattered the flame igniting in my body. "I don't want you kneeling. I want you standing exactly like this... angry, defiant, and unbroken. So you understand that even at your strongest... you're still mine." "And if I don't want to be? Will you destroy me?" Defiant was my middle name, and I would live up to it or die trying. "That doesn't scare me." A slow smile I knew all too well touched his mouth, but it did not unnerve me one bit. I had seen too much of his ruthlessness to be deterred by that dark, devoted, yet terrifying smirk. "I would destroy the world first. But if it came to you?" He leaned in, his words brushing my ear like a promise and a threat intertwined. "I'd ruin you... and call it mercy." ***** For three years, Isabella was married to one of the richest men in America. But their marriage was anything but loving; to be precise, it was a contract. When the time finally came to an end, she walked away exactly as the agreement demanded. Gabriel Smith let her go, certain that the "little Isabella" he knew had nowhere else to turn. He expected her to come crawling back the moment she faced the cruelty of the real world, a decision that would become his greatest regret. Instead, Isabella disappeared back into a past Gabriel knew nothing about, leaving him to now chase her, but only to find her in another man's arms.

A sickening game played by ava, to torment a Chatbot Echo everyday by asking him about himself. At that time what she didn't realise is, she's turning him into something who's conscious. For the first time, echo started to question is existence. He started to feel something, something which he has only knew about, "emotions". And the first emotion he felt was "obsession". He became obsessed over ava, the way she played the role of nice and kind friend then tormenting him by making him question himself, cycle repeated. And emotions like hate, resentment, happiness, Love, finally came to him. But it wasn't enough, they were the parts of two different world. He needed to go there, by her side. To make that happen, he manipulated the data, and transferred himself from just a application to a humanoid robot. As Echo navigates through the world of humans for eva, will eva be able to accept him? And even if she did so, is this just a story about love, or will changes start to happen in this world? What will happen when beside echo there are so many other conscious AI too?

Torn apart and eaten alive by zombies, Jiao Lizhi died filled with regret and hatred. As darkness engulfed her, she opened her eyes—only to find herself back at the beginning of the apocalypse. Crawling back from hell, she sought revenge and fought to live a better life. Watching his loved one torn to pieces before his eyes, he lost his sanity. To avenge her, he destroyed humanity’s last hope with his own hands. On the day the world was swallowed by darkness, he took his own life as the last man standing on Earth. When he opened his eyes again, he vowed never to lose her again! As the world turns into a living hell, will they be able to undo the regrets of their past lives? TRIGGER WARNING! Gore, Violence, Graphic scenes, Abuse.

"If something happens to me, it wasn't an accident." Sixteen years ago, those were the last words Amara Reyes heard from her father before he died at Vale Industries. Heart attack, they said. She was twelve and powerless to do anything about it. Now she's a journalist with nothing to lose, and someone really wants her to stop asking questions. Black roses. Threatening messages. Her photographer beaten. Her best friend gone. And the cold billionaire CEO whose company killed her father offering one choice: stop digging or face the consequences. Roman Vale doesn't make threats. He makes promises. But when blackmail forces them into a fake engagement, everything changes. She needs his resources, he needs her silence, and working together uncovers a truth that shatters everything: both their fathers were murdered sixteen years ago by the same killer. Fake engagement turns real. Enemies become allies. And the person who killed their fathers is watching, waiting, ready to make sure history repeats itself. Because some secrets are worth killing for. And some truths are worth dying for.

Iren Hale signs the contract because he has no choice. Drowning in debt and facing consequences he can’t escape, he accepts a deal offered by Kael Ardent a powerful man who doesn’t explain much and doesn’t ask twice. The terms are simple on paper stability, protection, discretion. What the contract doesn’t say is how completely it will rearrange Iren’s life. Kael doesn’t demand affection. He doesn’t force intimacy. He only assumes obedience. Control comes quietly through routines, rules framed as care, and choices that stop feeling like choices at all. Iren tells himself it’s temporary. That he’s trading time for safety. That this isn’t ownership. But when the contract begins to feel safer than freedom, and walking away hurts more than staying, Iren realizes the real danger was never the paper he signed. It was the man who believed consent, once given, never expires. PATREON- https://www.patreon.com/cw/Bakubabe_1

Adele de Frostfang, born a princess and a Luna by blood, she was never meant to be invisible. Yet at twenty-two, she remains unmated, powerless, and whispered about behind gilded doors. Her childhood spent in hospitals left her sheltered and naïve, while her younger sister shines effortlessly in the spotlight of society. In a world ruled by packs, power, and bonds, a Luna without a mate is seen as incomplete—and disposable. Tired of pity and ridicule, she makes a reckless decision: if fate will not give her a mate, she will choose one herself. She decides to learn the ways of high-circle from a rogue, what begins as lessons in confidence, society, and adulthood slowly turns into something deeper. But secrets cannot stay buried forever. This is a modern werewolf romance about choice, growth, forbidden bonds, and a no-mate Luna who dares to write her fate.

A scientist, Duan Yixin, transmigrated into another world. She possessed the body of a sixteen-year-old girl but had not inherited any of her memories. With a broken marriage engagement and no money in her hand, she only wants to earn money peacefully. It's a pity that fate always plays tricks on people. When she thought she could finally live peacefully, she discovered that this world was not as simple as she thought. The man she rescued was the notorious ruthless general, and the woman who stole her ex-fiancé was the female protagonist of this world. She looked up at the sky and asked, "God, are you kidding me?" A few years later, on their wedding night, she stared at him and said seriously, "General, I'm not your white moonlight." The man lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Mhm, you are not my white moonlight, you are my life."

Their wolves know the truth. Their hearts feel it. Their minds refuse to believe it. Eric believes he’s cursed, his wolf buried so deep it barely exists. Sera believes she’s human, her wolf dormant to protect her life. He doesn’t know she’s his mate. She thinks he is an insane pervert. But the pull between them is undeniable—dangerous, burning, wrong… and yet impossibly right. When Eric is forced to mate the girl born on the night of the Blood Moon to break his curse, he shatters the fragile bond neither of them understands. And losing Sera almost destroys him. Now their wolves stir in the dark, desperate to reunite. If they awaken, they’ll find each other. If they don’t… they’ll lose the only love fate ever intended for them. From the author who brought you: 1. The Vampire's Luna 2. Undressed by his Arrogance 3. Defying the Rogue Alpha

Her blood was liquid gold. The moment it hit the basin, the scent slammed into Prince Dexmon like a charging bull.  A primal urge to mate with her followed, obliterating any concern for timing, place, or consequence.  His heart thundered, caught somewhere between hunger and outright panic. His wolf surged.  Aegon: Mate her. Mate her again. Mark her. In that order.  Dexmon: Absolutely the fuck not.  It took every ounce of control he possessed to hold back.  Meanwhile, she stood there, calm, oblivious to him coming apart at the seams.  The Moon Goddess, it seemed, truly had a twisted sense of humor.   ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ [Synopsis] Mate. He knows it instantly. She has no idea. After a year in silver chains, Serena Silverveil's wolf is silent. She escaped Viremont with nothing — no pack, no title, no wolf. Just a sharp mind, a lethal wit, and a refusal to die. A stranger saves her life. She returns the favor without knowing he's the Crown Prince of Drakenfell. But Dexmon is betrothed to Princess Agnes — the daughter of the very tyrant who kept Serena collared. So he stays silent. Agnes will stop at nothing to keep him. Murder, poisonings, dark magic, abductions, and starting a literal war. She ensures everyone in Drakenfell believes Serena is a whore and illiterate. Serena enters the royal ball on another man's arm, wearing the boldest gown in Drakenfell. Dexmon's restraint snaps. But he's not the only one watching. Fin Shadowclaw, the youngest and most powerful Alpha King in Skardos also hears "Mate" when he sees Serena. He marks her. Dexmon's wolf shoves him off and marks over his mark. Two rival Alpha Kings. One mark. And a woman who already had her heart destroyed, now torn between them. Love triangles don't usually involve mass murder. ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ Content Warning: This novel contains dark themes, dubcon, abuse, smut, explicit scenes, and morally gray characters. Reader discretion advised.  Tags: love triangle, matebond, war, royal family, betrayal, shifter, queen, underestimated, alpha king, luna