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Murdered alongside her commoner husband and infant son, noblewoman Cassia Montoya dies with a blood oath on her lips: she will return from death itself to bury her family’s killers. She awakens as Princess Seliora, her mind imprisoned by perfect, agonizing memories. Her new life is not a gift, but a weapon. Across the continent, her husband Emilio is reborn as Prince Nicolás, equally haunted and driven by the same vow of vengeance. Bound by politics in a forced childhood marriage, they see each other only as obstacles—a stranger in a child’s face. Yet, as they grow, a deep bond forms, a fragile solace in a world where they are both aliens. Unknowingly, each is training the other for war: she sharpens his mind, he hones her blade. All while secretly plotting the downfall of the kingdom that destroyed their first life. When a crude brass ring and a slip of a name begin to unravel their carefully constructed masks, a devastating lie threatens to tear them apart forever. To fulfill their oath, they must first uncover the shocking truth: the soul they seek has been by their side all along. From Ashes, We Build is a dark, romantic epic of trauma, revenge, and a love that defies death. It is the story of two lost souls, married as strangers, who must piece together their shattered pasts before they can burn their enemies to the ground—and learn if what remains in the ashes can ever be a foundation for peace.

I never summoned him. I never wanted him. The Demon King returned anyway. For three hundred years, he ruled in blood—shattering empires, breaking gods, leaving continents silent in his wake. Heroes sealed him because killing him was impossible. They were right. What they didn’t expect? He came back for me. I’m Commander Valeira, holding a decaying kingdom together while politicians scheme and demons tear at our borders. I don’t believe in legends. Until one steps into my study. Tall. Ancient. Terrifying. And he kneels. “I am yours to command, Master.” No contract. No chains. Only the ancient authority in my blood—one even a Demon King cannot deny. But authority isn’t control. He follows every order. He erases every threat. He refuses to leave my side. And when assassins strike, when the Council turns against me, when the world begins to fracture— He stops asking permission. “I ruled hell,” he whispers, eyes burning in the dark. “I chose you. And I will let nothing take you from me.” They feared him as a king. They will learn to fear him as mine.

When freelance webnovel editor Riri Lee wakes up on a dystopian planet called Blue Star, she realizes she's been transmigrated into the very story she was beta-reading—a brutal "Unlimited Flow" death game where survival means clearing deadly missions every month or facing instant termination. Bound to System #2, the second-most powerful System on the planet, Riri has god-tier luck and overpowered cheats that turn the apocalypse into her personal luxury vacation. But there's one problem: she knows the plot. She knows the weak NEET protagonist, Marty Miles, will build a harem and eventually lose to the real main character—Samael Santoro, holder of System #1, the apex predator who doesn't just survive missions, he dismantles them. What she doesn't expect is for Samael to notice her. One brutal dungeon encounter. One life-saving intervention. One possessive hand on the back of her neck—and suddenly, Riri is permanently bonded to the most dangerous man in the death game. Their Systems merge, their stats sync, and their fates intertwine in a soul-level connection that makes separation physically unbearable. Samael doesn't do partnerships. He doesn't share. And he certainly doesn't let anyone close. But Riri—fragile, porcelain-perfect, and impossibly powerful—has become his obsession. He'll burn down entire Mission Worlds to keep her safe. He'll eliminate anyone who looks at her too long. And he'll make sure she never forgets exactly who she belongs to. As the world crumbles and the death count rises, Riri must navigate deadly dungeons, ruthless Players, and a Yandere male lead whose idea of "protection" involves carrying her everywhere, feeding her by hand, and refusing to let her out of his sight. In a world where death is permanent and trust is a luxury, the most dangerous thing isn't the monsters—it's falling for the man who would raze cities just to see her smile.

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ Only. Heavy Smuts, knotting, possessive themes, and dub-con.] “I knotted you thrice today, little liar. Tell me… is the game still worth it?” In the pro leagues, Omegas aren't allowed to play. But Kayden Vale entered the hockey world anyway, pretending to be an Alpha. Living on suppressants, he has one goal: Win the Cup. But he also has one massive problem: Rhys Calder. Rhys Calder is the Alpha Captain of the Nothern Avalanche. He hates Kayden for being "too pretty" for the ice. The world sees them as two Alphas always at each other’s throats, but they don’t see what happens when the lights go out. Behind locked doors, their hate turns into a different kind of heat. It was supposed to be simple: Teammates on ice, fuck buddies in the bedroom. No feelings. No strings attached. Rhys thought he was with a cocky Alpha. Then he found out the truth. Instead of turning Kayden in, he claimed him. What started as a physical release has twisted into dark obsession. Enemies to rivals-with-benefits to something far more dangerous: love. What happens when the world discovers their forbidden secret? #BL #Omegaverse #SportsRomance #RivalsToLovers #SecretIdentity #PossessiveAlpha #Smut #Hockey #ForcedProximity #EnemiesWithBenefits#Mpreg#Erotica

(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.

Six years ago, Sophia Clarke had a terrible car accident. Fortunately, she lived, but a large portion of her memories didn’t survive. Living with a missing part of her past was no easy feat, but with the help of her family and her five-year-old daughter, Olivia, she finally built a new life as Sophie Maddison. However, she could not shake the feeling that there was still something missing. Until she accidentally bumped into him. A man that her family had warned her to stay away from. Oliver Morton was a ruthless billionaire and a cold-blooded killer. He was the one responsible for her accident and the death of the father of her child. She knew she should be afraid of him, but why did she feel safe in his arms? Her mind ordered her to run, but her heart wanted her to stay. It didn’t make sense. Which one was telling her the truth? Confused, conflicted. She wanted answers. What better way? Marry him. The man whom she believed held the key to her past. The man who haunted her dreams. *** But what if everything she knew was a lie? Would she believe the only person who was telling her the truth? Even if he was the last man she should ever trust. *** [Warning: Mature steamy content, moderate violence, and some inappropriate language] COVER PHOTO - Credit to the owner.

After finishing a tragic novel where the villain is betrayed and killed by his own beast husbands, Li Wei does what any reasonable reader would do. He rants about the ending. Then he gets hit by a car. When he opens his eyes again, Li Wei finds himself inside that very novel, reborn as Su Ningyan, the future villain destined to walk a path of madness, war, and blood. Ten years before his fall. Ten years before his death. In the original story, Su Ningyan’s unstable phoenix beast core drives him toward forbidden power, turning him into a feared villain who ultimately dies at the hands of the men he loved most. This time, Li Wei refuses that fate. He will avoid the villian arc. He will heal his beast core. And he will stay far away from the four terrifying beast princes who will one day become his husbands. Unfortunately, fate has other plans. The academy meant to heal him becomes a battlefield of tension, rivalry, and instinctual bonds. The beast princes notice him far too early, and the more Su Ningyan tries to escape the plot, the tighter destiny coils around him. Because in a world ruled by beast bloodlines and ancient bonds, some connections cannot be severed only delayed. And the husbands who once killed him… may not be willing to let him go again. **** Excerpt Su Ningyan didn’t know where he was. At first, he thought he was dreaming. His body felt warm... too warm... and the scent in the air was unfamiliar, sharp and clean, like lightning after rain. He turned onto his side. And froze. A pair of golden dragon eyes stared back at him from inches away. The man was breathtaking. Long black hair spread across silk pillows, sharp features sculpted as if carved from jade. His presence alone pressed down on Su Ningyan’s chest, heavy and suffocating. His face went pale. “What the—” “You’re awake.” The man smiled faintly. Jun Haoxuan. Azure Dragon Clan. Future Beast King. And, according to the book, one of the men who would eventually become his husband. “Did you sleep well?” Jun Haoxuan asked calmly. Su Ningyan’s eye twitched. He was supposed to be avoiding them. So why was he waking up in the dragon prince’s bed?

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.

The barren steppes of Wildfields had, for decades, been roamed by the Kingless Knights—remnants of the once-great broken empire. Now, they recognized no king, but chose their own High Warlord to lead them. To be chosen was to be acknowledged as the mightiest, the keenest, the one fit to lead thousands of warriors into countless battles against the southern enemies. Demyan dreamed of Wildfields, of the Kingless Knights racing their cavalry across barren steppes. He was a natural—the strongest fighter and the shrewdest commander. He was meant for greatness. And yet, he never got the chance. Instead, Demyan was given a band of scoundrels and ruffians who called him their Warlord and could only be kept in line by his worst excesses. Leksa dreamed of gold and power, of never again submitting to those he deemed lesser. He was a scheming, cunning noble lord with nothing but an empty title and far too grand an ambition. Leksa was chosen as the High Warlord twice. Instead of convoluted court politics he navigated like a fish in water, or intricate merchant deals he loved to twist in his favor, he had to display virtues he never possessed. When war broke out, Demyan and Leksa were forced to join their banners. Two warlords, one legitimately chosen by the many, the other—a self-proclaimed leader of brigands, were thrust into a fragile truce. A crooked marriage of convenience.

[Warning: Mature Content R-18+] Ren, a world-class chef with a low tolerance for idiots, didn't plan on dying. She definitely didn't plan on waking up in a jungle where the men have ears, tails, and absolutely zero concept of personal space. Welcome to the Beast World, where "courtship" usually involves a dead carcass at your feet and a very direct sniff of your behind. Ren’s goal? Survival. The Beastmen’s goal? Breeding. Armed only with a cast-iron skillet and a Gourmet Hunter System that trolls her as much as it helps, Ren realizes she has a unique problem. Her cooking is so good it cures the beasts' "Feral Madness." The side effect? It makes them incredibly… frustrated. Now, she’s stuck with four apex predators who look at her like she’s the main course. Ren just wants to open a restaurant and introduce civilization to these savages. Unfortunately, they’re more interested in glazing her buns than the ones in the oven. Warning: Contains heavy comedy, shameless flirting, accidental flashing, and a slow burn that will leave you as thirsty as the male leads. ----- Excerpt: "Put that down!" Ren shrieked, wielding her spatula like a sword. Kael, the massive White Tiger beastman, froze. He was currently naked, gloriously muscular, and holding her lace underwear between two sharp claws like it was a delicate flower. "This," Kael grumbled, sniffing the fabric deeply, "smells like you. But why is it so small? It covers nothing. Is this a courting gift?" "It’s a thong, you over-sized house cat! Give it back!" "No," Kael growled low in his throat, his golden eyes darkening with heat as he stepped closer, backing her into the kitchen counter. "If you want it back, you’ll have to take it from me. Preferably with your teeth." [System Notification: The Target 'Kael' has entered Mating Heat. Recommended Action: Run... or appease the beast.] Ren looked at the system screen, then at the eight-pack abs in front of her. "I hate this world." ** Let's Connect: Instagram: dolly_.roma Discord: DollyRoma#7887

She owns an empire but feels nothing. He owns nothing but cooks like every dish is a confession. When a chance encounter binds a numb heiress to a broken chef, obsession blooms in the space between hunger and fear. But her world is built on war, and his life is scarred by loss. As threats rise and loyalties fracture, love becomes their most dangerous gamble. Because once you taste something real… you can’t go back to empty.

I watched through hooded eyes as she pulled her hand away and stood up slowly. I liked that she towered over me, each click of her heel sounding like a timer about to go off. She stopped in front of me, then put her knee down on my seat, between my thighs. She maintained eye contact as she pushed closer, spreading my legs apart.  “Ms. Duval…” My voice was hoarse, my hips arching off the seat, seeking the pressure she so willingly gave.  Her thumb was back on my lip. “My pathetic little girl…” She pushed her thumb into my warm mouth and I sucked on it like it was communion and I was a disgraced sinner. “Good girl,” she muttered, pressing her knee closer. I knew she could feel the heat from my pulsating center.  I let my hands run up her legs and looked up at her. “I need you…” I sounded like a broken record. “I’ve always needed you.” . . . . . She died running from the truth and woke up inside the story she wrote to survive it. Mary was never meant to exist. Found half-dead in a ditch and admitted to a secluded Catholic girls’ school that should not have taken her, Mary slowly realizes the impossible: this world, this school, this life—she created it. Every rule, every punishment, every prayer was once hers on the page. The only thing she didn’t write was Sister Madeleine. Calm, distant, and unnervingly attentive, Madeleine is both Mary’s literature teacher and therapist—and the one person who seems to see through her. When Mary insists she doesn’t belong to this world and begs for help to return home, Madeleine agrees to “help”… in ways that feel less like rescue and more like confinement. As Mary uncovers truths she should not know—about the school, a girl who died, and the hunger Madeleine refuses to name—the story begins to change. Pages no longer obey her memory. The ending is no longer hers to control. In a place built on silence, obedience, and confession, Mary must decide what is more dangerous: Escaping the world she wrote— or staying in the care of a woman who refuses to let her go.

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

I pointed a gun at my husband and made him sign our divorce papers. He thought I was too soft to survive without him, he had no idea of the rebel he created. I was about to become his worst nightmare. Dante Caruso taught me two things: how to love a monster, and how to become one. When I discovered he murdered my family for power, I carefully planned my exit and transformation into the heiress I was meant to be. I transformed from an innocent bride to his worst nightmare, I spent two years building an empire on the ashes of the girl he thought he knew. Now I'm back. Not as Bella Russo, the wife he's been desperately searching for. But as a force shaking the underworld, the enemy that is systematically destroying everything he built. He wants his wife back. I want him buried. Now the real question is what will be his decision, when he discovers the enemy that is destroying his empire and the woman he's lost are the same person.

She died in one world, only to awaken in another where survival demands more than strength. Red Anderson has always fought to stay alive. Sharp-witted, resilient, and no stranger to danger, she thought she’d seen the worst of the world. Not until a fatal accident ends her life. But death is just the beginning. Red awakens in the body of Yulianna McGregor, the frail and obedient daughter of a Duke in a foreign, bygone era. With no idea how she got there and no clue how to return, Red is forced to play a dangerous game of deception in a world ruled by power, secrets, and carefully curated appearances. But Yulianna’s life is a gilded cage. Beneath the silks and manners lie a calculating stepmother, a cold and manipulative father, and a mysterious Duke whose gaze unsettles and intrigues her in equal measure. As Red peels back the layers of Yulianna’s carefully constructed existence, she discovers haunting truths, and a growing suspicion that her arrival in this body was no accident.

Samarra Hayden has spent her life running from town to town, from questions no one will answer, from the feeling that her own skin doesn’t quite fit. All she wants is one normal year. One chance to be a teenager instead of a secret. Mill Hollow seems like the perfect place to disappear. A quiet town hidden beneath endless rain and towering forests. A place that feels safe. It isn’t. As Samarra’s nightmares begin to bleed into waking life, long-buried forces start to stir. The wards protecting Mill Hollow weaken. Shadows notice her. And a boy with smoke in his lungs and danger in his eyes recognizes something in her that she doesn’t yet understand. Caught between a fiercely protective guardian who would burn the world to keep her safe, and a dark, magnetic stranger who feels disturbingly familiar, Samarra is pulled into a supernatural conflict older than the town itself. Because Samarra is not human. And the truth in her blood threatens to shatter the fragile boundary between Heaven, Hell, and everything in between. Some legacies are inherited. And some are bound by blood.

Cornered by humans in the dwindling vampiric population, Dulce Monteserrat simply wants a companion. One that wouldn't betray his trust and turn him to the human guards ever on his heels, and one that would live longer than the average human. So he decides to summon a hound from the hells, a loyal beast to sit with him by the warm hearth. Only things don't go quite as planned, the first, second, and third time over... He finally gets his Hellhound but now he is surrounded by dangerous Demons he can't seem to get rid off. The noble Fiend he summoned no longer seem as eager to leave despite his pretenses and the Shadow Demon on a mission is starting to take things easy. At each other's necks from their first meeting, don't put the Vampire in the middle! The suave Incubus made his stance clear from the start, he had no intentions to leave, willing to fulfill Dulce's request of companionship, however that includes employee benefits - This Incubus needs to eat! And his precious Hellhound who had brought him so much trouble is dissatisfied with simply being a pet. "Can I be Master's mate?"

“You’re pregnant?” Caden Wayne’s voice was calm, almost gentle, but Adele could hear the threat beneath it. In his world, love didn’t exist. Only control did. For three years, Adele endured a cold, cruel marriage to the ruthless alpha king of the underworld who saw her as nothing more than a scheming gold digger. When she discovered she was carrying his child, Caden refused to believe the truth. Twisted by his stepmother’s lies, he accused Adele of betrayal—while openly taking countless lovers himself. When he tried to erase both her and the unborn child, Adele ran. Five years later, she is no longer the broken woman he left behind. Living under a new identity, Adele has rebuilt her life from nothing. She’s now a celebrated interior designer, raising her brilliant twins on her own—and admired by powerful men across the world. But the past doesn’t stay buried forever. When Caden finds her again, the ruthless alpha lord who once tried to destroy her is suddenly begging for a second chance. This time, Adele isn’t weak. She isn’t desperate. And she isn’t alone. With her children to protect and a future she fought hard to build, Adele must decide—why return to a man who never loved her, when she now has the world at her feet? Secrets, danger, obsession, and revenge collide in a dark romance where love is the most dangerous gamble of all.

“There’s nothing wrong with breaking her legs to keep her. Or chaining her to the bed. She’s mine.” She was looking for freedom. He gave her obsession, wrapped in tenderness. Genesis Caldwell thought escaping her abusive home meant salvation but her arranged marriage to billionaire Kieran Blackwood might be its own kind of prison. He’s possessive, controlling, dangerous. Yet in his own broken way… he’s gentle with her. To Kieran, Genesis isn’t just a wife. She’s everything. And he’ll protect what’s his. Even if it means destroying everything else.