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Isabella Cruz was once known as the number one socialite of Averton City—beautiful, elegant, and engaged to her childhood sweetheart, Brandon Hughes of the wealthy Hughes family. She waited ten years for him, guarded her heart for him, and endured every rumor about his affairs… only to be publicly betrayed by him and her sister, Vanessa. Heartbroken and drunk for the first time in her life, Isabella accidentally stumbles into a hotel suite and crashes straight into the arms of Victor Steele, a cold and powerful CEO with no patience for women. She kisses him in a drunken state and unknowingly gets tangled with a man far more dangerous than she realizes. The next morning, she sneaks out, only to be dragged into a storm at home. Her family is collapsing, her engagement is broken, and everyone believes the worst about her. Brandon tries to shame her, and Vanessa plots to steal her place. But Victor Steele doesn’t forget the woman who crashed into his life. As scandals grow and enemies close in, Isabella must protect herself, rebuild her pride, and figure out why Victor Steele suddenly refuses to let her go. Her fall was dramatic... But her comeback will be even more explosive.

#Mafia. #Mystery. Slow-burn romance with sharp edges. Askai grew up running—through West End streets of Nolan that swallowed boys whole and spat out ghosts. The only rule he learned was simple: trust no one, love nothing, and never look East. Vance Regale is everything Askai was taught to hate. East End royalty. Corporate tyrant. A man whose name opens doors—and buries people behind them. He doesn’t save boys like Askai. He owns them. When their paths collide, it’s supposed to be temporary, fleeting dance of words. Instead, it becomes a slow-burning war of control, desire, and power—where protection feels like possession, and affection cuts deeper than violence. Every step closer to Vance drags Askai further into webs of lies and deceit. Askai had always known monsters ruled both sides of the glass wall that stood between the East and the West. He just never thought he’d start falling for one. A dark enemies-to-lovers web novel filled with mafia politics, morally gray men, found family, and a brutal climb from the gutter to the throne—where survival may cost everything, including the heart.

"Let me go. I want to leave," Ella screamed at him. "Impossible," he roared, the words almost bursting out of him. "Then let go of my hand." Ella closed her eyes. With just a little struggle, all of this would be over. "I'll let you go—" a sudden, fierce shout. Ella instinctively grabbed the hand that was holding hers. She was gambling—and she won, though the stakes were too high. Ella looked into his eyes, softened with warmth, even a faint smile lingering at the corners of his lips. But then—why was there something wet and warm trickling down, landing right at the edge of her mouth? She instinctively licked it—salty, bitter. Was it a tear? Was he crying? He buried his face in the crook of her neck, his voice hoarse and choked, his broad shoulders trembling uncontrollably. His lips moved silently, unable to make a sound. Lifting his head, he looked at the quiet woman in his arms, his eyes burning with intense bitterness. "Ella, if you dare die—whether you go to heaven or hell—I'll follow you. I’ll cling to you relentlessly. And then you’ll never be rid of me. You’ll regret it."

The Sketch of Our Scars Jia is a master of being invisible. To the world, she’s just another quiet girl in the back of the class, but her sketchbook holds the secrets she’s too afraid to speak aloud—especially the pain of her father’s broken promises and the scent of alcohol that haunts her home. Her life of shadows changes the day she meets Jinu, a mysterious boy with a bleeding lip and eyes that reflect a darkness deeper than her own. When Jia finds his lost name tag, she realizes they share more than just a bus ride—they share scars that the world cannot see. Can two broken souls find healing in each other’s silence, or will their secrets pull them further into the dark?

"A Rejected Omega, A Dark Alpha Prince and their twisted dangerous fate." Amelie Conley, the eldest daughter of a revered Alpha family, was once expected to carry on her family’s proud legacy. However, when she turned sixteen, she failed to awaken her wolf, which made her earn the scornful title—the Curse of the Conley Family. At eighteen, she found her destined mate and carried his child, believing she had finally been given a chance at happiness. But when she rushed to share the news, she found him in a compromising position with her younger sister, Flora. Betrayal cut deeper than any wound, but the final blow came when he rejected her without hesitation, declaring Flora as his true mate. Shunned and heartbroken, Amelie made the painful decision to leave her pack for the sake of her unborn child. But just as she tried to escape, she was ambushed—hunted down like prey. Desperate to protect herself and the life growing inside her, Amelie fled to save herself and her unborn child, only to collapse into the arms of an enigmatic stranger—Gabriel Sinclair. Gabriel was no ordinary man. He was the Alpha Prince, a name feared across the nation. For twelve long years, he had scoured the lands for his mate, only to find nothing. He had convinced himself that the Moon Goddess despised him, just as his own mother had. But the moment he laid eyes on Amelie, everything changed. "You were marked, weren't you?" His voice dropped, edged with something dangerously close to possession as his gaze met hers, demanding the truth.  The question left Amelie in a dilemma. She didn't wish to tell him the truth. "I am not an ordinary wolf, Amelie. Who the fuck marked you before me?" Gabriel voiced in a possessive yet intimidating tone.  Amelie didn’t know that the man, who saved her was none other than the infamous Dark Tyrant—the Alpha Prince, Gabriel Sinclair, whose intentions were still unknown to her. ~~~~ **The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life.** Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight__pcy

Title: Cursed: The Surgeon & The Virgin Artist (Tagline: She draws sin, but he is her salvation... or her doom?) The Devil (Jeremy): He taught her every pose, every threshold of desire, and unlocked every sensitive zone of her body. He took a blank canvas and stained it with the colors of forbidden lust. But he never intended to shelter her from the storm he created. The Savior (Liam): He offered her the most exquisite love and a silent, powerful protection. He wanted to wash away the mud clinging to her soul and polish her into the finest silk. Scarlett is a fallen artist with a mountain of debt. To clear her name and survive, she accepts a humiliating bet from her ex-boyfriend: become the city's top erotic manga artist in two years, or lose her dignity forever. There is just one problem: Scarlett is a virgin. She can draw perfect lines, but she knows nothing about the heat of real desire. Desperate, she meets Dr. Liam, a cold, mysterious surgeon with eyes like the deep ocean. He is a man who saves lives by day... but has his own dark hungers by night. He offers her a deal. He will be her "teacher." He will show her everything she needs to know about pleasure, pain, and surrender. But as the lessons turn into reality, Scarlett realizes she is falling into a trap more dangerous than her debt. "I can fix your art, Scarlett. But once I start, I won't stop until you are completely mine."

A woman who has lived a quiet, uneventful corporate life wakes up after a mysterious incident to find herself trapped in the body of a man she’s never met—the ruthless eldest son of the most powerful family in the West. As she struggles to survive in a world of wealth, politics, and bloodline power, the man who now inhabits her body must learn how to live as a woman who had nothing—yet never felt empty. Tension everywhere, unfamiliar faces and unfamiliar situations, and a century-old curse that runs at the core of all the events. DUAL POV 18+ CONTENT

Please support me on inkitt ! https://www.inkitt.com/diamondra1 Thank you ! ********************************* Once, in a world hidden between shadows and dreams, there lived a mighty vampire named Valerian. He was colder than the dark night, and his love for drinking blood was as deep as the void of space. Valerian was born into a lineage of royalty, but despite his power, he had always been unseen by his own kind. Instead, he chose to live far away from the whispers of other beings. For centuries, Valerian roamed the earth, witnessing the rise and fall of civilizations. From the age of ancient kings to the modern bustling cities, he drifted like a ghost. His beauty was timeless, with features so striking that even the stars seemed to dim in his presence. He painted the myths of the world with his existence, a being of darkness and wonder.

“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?

Aanya Lu is a simple, hardworking girl who believes talent and honesty can change fate. She has no idea that her past is soaked in blood—and that her future is walking straight into danger. When she joins one of Shenzhen’s most powerful companies, she catches the attention of Zain Yan—a flawless CEO in the eyes of the world, but a ruthless and broken man behind closed doors. Zain gives Aanya an important project, mentors her, and pulls her closer to him. To Aanya, he is strict but fair. To Zain, she is nothing but a tool. Years ago, Zain lost his mother and younger sister on a blood-soaked night. The man responsible was Lu Kang—Aanya’s beloved uncle, the man she trusted like family. Zain plans to use Aanya to destroy Lu Kang completely. But fate turns cruel. Aanya’s intelligence and hidden strength attract the attention of the underworld’s most feared ruler—the Dragon King. Seeing her as a future threat, he orders her death. For the first time, Zain’s perfect plan collapses. The girl he meant to sacrifice becomes the girl he risks his life to protect. Surrounded by bullets, betrayal, and blood, Zain makes a shocking move— A forced contract marriage. In front of the world—and in front of Lu Kang— Zain declares Aanya as his wife. Now Aanya is trapped in a marriage she never chose, tied to a man full of secrets, and standing at the center of a war she doesn’t understand. Is she merely a pawn in Zain’s revenge? Or the only weakness of the Heartless Wolf? As buried truths rise, as the connection between the Dragon King and Lu Kang is revealed, and as Aanya uncovers why Zain really chose her— It won’t just be love or trust that breaks… but the very cage imprisoning a wounded heart.Note: I am a new writer, so there may be some small mistakes in my novel. Your love and support are my greatest strength.”

(This is a love story disguised with abuse!) "Mia Lowder is just a waste!" "Mia Lowder is too vicious, she framed her sister and even hit her own mother." "A person like her should just get out of Falwood." At a banquet, everyone surrounded Mia Lowder, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and cursed her. Suddenly, the cold and ruthless Mr. Grant appeared, protecting her in his arms, "She is my wife, damn it! Anyone who dares to touch her, try it!" Four years ago, she became crippled because of him and left Falwood in despair. Four years later, she insists on marrying him. Everyone was waiting for Benjamin Grant to abandon her again, but no one knew that Mr. Grant had set a trap for a full four years, just so she could return to his side. Soon after, he spoiled Mia Lowder to the extreme, to the point of obsession. Only then did the people of Falwood realize that Mr. Grant was unwell, and pampered his wife recklessly!

Meredith Carter was once the pride of her pack—until the Lunar Curse marked her as wolfless, unwanted, and a disgrace. Humiliated, abandoned, and rejected by her fated mate, she thought the Moon Goddess had forsaken her. But her curse came with a cruel side effect—wild, uncontrollable pheromones that drove men insane with desire and disgust. A scent so intoxicating, it made her a target. The night she was cast aside when her pheromones spiralled beyond control, Alpha Draven Oatrun—the most feared and untouchable Alpha in the kingdom—claimed her instead. But Draven doesn’t want love. He doesn’t even want her. His reasons for marrying her have nothing to do with fate. Thrust into a world of ruthless politics, deadly enemies, and a mate who sees her as nothing more than a pawn, Meredith must fight to survive, reclaim her dignity, and uncover the secrets behind her curse. Because something is awakening inside her. Something powerful. Something… ancient. And when the truth is revealed, not even Alpha Draven will be able to resist what she becomes. Rejected. Cursed. Desired. Chosen. Will Meredith break free from her fate? Above all, what is this mystical force pushing her to start a war? — Excerpt: "You may have claimed me," Meredith whispered, her violet eyes burning with defiance, "but you will never own me." Draven exhaled a low, dangerous laugh. His golden eyes gleamed as he caged her in, his presence suffocating. "Own you?" His voice was velvet and steel. "Little wolf, I don’t need to own you." He brushed a strand of silver-white hair behind her ear—a touch so light, yet it sent shivers down her spine. "Because whether you like it or not…" His breath ghosted against her skin. "Your body already responds to me." Meredith clenched her jaw, ignoring the traitorous warmth pooling deep inside her. It was the pheromones. It had to be. "I hate you," she forced out. “Good,” Draven smirked. Because hate was just another form of obsession.

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.

He was an extremely wealthy CEO. His hobbies were clinging to his wife and pampering her to the extreme. One day, the bodyguard reported, "Sir, Madam went to chase her ex-fiancé!" "Sir, Madam confessed her love for her ex-fiancé on a global livestream!" "Change the photos and names to mine!" "Sir, Madam went to the hospital to have an abortion!" The incredibly handsome and wealthy man couldn't contain his anger. "Bring Madam back to me, and take good care of her! No, stop! I'm going to get her myself!" After marriage, Su Fu glared at her possessive husband. "Let's divorce; this life is unbearable!" Shangguan Ling smirked. "So what if it's unbearable? Whoever leaves, loses! I'll give you the property, our child, and myself! Wherever you go, I'll go too!"

Lennox cornered her in the hallway, his amber eyes troubled. “You didn’t deserve that.” “Didn’t I?” Olivia challenged. “Wasn’t it you who told the entire pack that the daughter of a traitor should be treated as less than human?” “I was wrong,” he admitted. “We all were.” “Three years, Lennox. Three years of serving as your Omega, of being spat on, of watching you three worship the ground Anita walks on while I’m nothing but a shameful secret.” From the shadows, Levi’s voice emerged. “The Moon Goddess bound us for a reason.” Olivia’s bitter laugh echoed through the corridor. “And you’ve fought that reason every step of the way.” “We didn’t know,” Louis appeared beside his brothers, forming the triangle that had always made Olivia feel trapped. “About your father, about the conspiracy—” “So that’s what it takes?” she asked, voice trembling. “My father’s name being cleared for you to acknowledge me as your Luna? As your mate?” “No,” Lennox reached for her. “It’s seeing your strength, your resilience despite everything we put you through.” “We were cruel,” Levi admitted. “We were wrong,” Louis echoed. Olivia looked at each of them, these three powerful Alphas now regarding her with something approaching reverence. Olivia’s smile held no warmth. “Now I realize some wounds cut too deep to heal. You can’t break someone for years and expect them to be whole for you when it’s convenient.”

Synopsis [Delicate and beautiful bottom (Shou) x malicious dog and soul-fragmented top (Gong)] Yu Deng has a beautiful face, he is slow, timid, a delicate fool of a beauty. One day, he was suddenly pulled into the terrifying infinite flow world and became a special task player. He needs to restrain those players with astonishing destructive power and suppress the hidden vengeful ghost bosses in the instance. Yu Deng is dumbfounded: Is there a mistake! Can he even fight?? Instance One: [The Widow in the Republican Mansion] Yu Deng is the small widow in the mansion, beauty, delicate, her husband passed away early. He diligently completes tasks, but he is unaware of how many people and ghosts are spying on him. Yu Deng wants to restrain the player big shots, but the other party confines him in his embrace, devoutly kissing that soft snow-white skin, trying to leave marks on it. "If ‘Little Mom’ takes the initiative to kiss me, I’ll cooperate with you in anything. How about that?" Yu Deng is prepared to seal the Ghost King, but the stern ghost smiles affectionately, obsessively licking Yu Deng's earlobes, the cold aura is like tentacles, entwining him tightly. "My wife is really cute, you surely haven't forgotten who your husband is, right?" Yu Deng is caught in a dilemma, tearfully complaining about meeting only bad dogs who love to bite, not obedient pet dogs. The big player and the ghost king have already clashed, only to possess the one new bride. Instance Two: [The Vampire in the Castle] Yu Deng is a novice little vampire. He is picky, a clean freak, with small pointed teeth, and wings so tender they tremble at a touch, a very useless little vampire. Yu Deng plans to find sweets at night, but the sweets hold his delicate wings, rubbing the base of his wings until they warm up, his eye corners crimson and moist. “Baby, are you the sweet little treat who came to reward me?” Yu Deng wants to dethrone the Blood Prince, but His Royal Highness reaches his hand into his mouth, caressing his small sharp teeth. The large bat wings envelop Yu Deng, teasing him with lust. "Perhaps, baby, you should first call me 'Father'?" As Yu Deng struggles with his failure as a vampire, the sweets willingly present themselves, wanting to be his only sacrifice. [The Cowardly School Belle of Monster High] [The ‘Princess’ in the Distorted Fairy Tale World] [The Omega Bought by a Pair of Non-Human Twins ... After several worlds, Yu Deng looked at a row of S ratings and fell into contemplation. Being bullied (crossed out) Training a dog (done) A Slow and Timid, Ghost-Fearing, Delicate and Pretty Shou × A Violent and Fierce but Wife-Puppy-Crazy, Psychotic Fragmented Boss Gong [Reading Guide] 1. The shou (bottom) is a delicate and beloved beauty — the most beautiful in the entire story — surrounded by a strong, Mary Sue–like halo. Not only does the top like him, but NPCs and players may also fall for him. 2. The top (gong) has fragmented souls, split into multiple slices — with more than one soul slice appearing in each instance. Those who have intimate interactions with the shou are all versions of the top (gong). 3. There are various descriptions highlighting the shou’s beauty and charm — the kind that easily captivates men. He’s a slow, timid, and beautiful fool, a crybaby who easily sheds tears and sometimes loses control etc. If you can’t handle it, run away quickly. 4. The pacing of each instance starts slow and gradually heats up, focusing more on XP (intimacy/relationship progress) than plot. Elements such as cross-dressing, tentacles, or clay modeling may appear, and the top tends to be possessive. If cornered, run fast. 5. Includes live-streaming elements and viewer commentary. Credits to the author: 双言寺 or Shuangyantemple T/N: I own the cover photo. The image on the cover is inspired by the second instance/arc in the story.

Charlotte Hawthorne wakes up in a world that should not exist— a world where her soul no longer feels anchored to who she is. Bound to a mysterious Soul Master who claims to love her beyond death, Charlotte is given a choice: erase herself and become someone else… or resist a fate written for her. As dreams blur into reality and memories begin to fracture, Charlotte must decide who she truly is— and whether she is willing to disappear for the sake of love. Sleeping Soul is a dark fantasy about identity, obsession, and the courage to remain yourself.

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."

Warning: This book contains a large number of very hot adult scenes!(18+ ONLY) *PLEASE DON'T READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO INTENSE INTIMATE SCENES* "Say you're ours." Claude's hand tightened around my throat....not choking, just holding, reminding me who owned every breath I took. His silver eyes burned into mine, relentless and demanding. "Say it, Lilith." "I'm yours," I whispered, and the words tasted like surrender and salvation all at once. "Louder." Damien's voice was dark silk behind me, his massive body pressed against my back, his hands bruising my hips. "We want to hear you scream it." Before I could answer, Damien slammed into me from behind, filling me so completely I saw stars. The stretch, the fullness, the overwhelming sensation of being claimed....it stole every thought from my mind. "I'm....." I tried to speak, but then Claude was lifting my leg, positioning himself, and suddenly he was pushing inside me from the front, and I was being taken by both of them at once. Too much. Too full. Too intense. "Breathe," Claude commanded against my lips, but breathing was impossible when they were both moving, finding a rhythm that had me trembling violently between them. "I'm yours!" The confession finally tore from my throat as Damon's mouth found that sensitive spot on my neck, teeth scraping, threatening to mark me permanently. "I'm yours, I'm yours, I'm yours...." "Good girl," all three of them growled in unison. "Now prove it." Lilith Thorne is drowning. Her father.....Beta of Shadowmere Pack....was murdered six months ago. Her mother overdosed on wolfsbane and lies comatose. Her boyfriend found his true mate and threw her away like garbage. And she's wolfless.....a reject in wolf society, unable to shift, worthless and invisible. With eviction looming and hospital bills crushing her, Lilith makes a desperate choice: enter the Rite, an ancient ritual where unmated Alphas can claim women for one night in exchange for gold. But she's not paired with just any Alphas. She's chosen by Damon, Damien, and Claude Blackwood.....the Cursed Alpha Kings. Triplets cursed by the Moon Goddess to find their true mate before they turn 26, or lose themselves to their wolves forever. They have three months left. What starts as a transaction becomes an obsession. The moment they touch her, their curse quiets. Their wolves recognize something in her. And they can't let her go. But Lilith is not what she seems. She's the last daughter of the most powerful witch bloodline in existence, her magic suppressed since birth. And when that magic awakens, it will change everything. When she finally learns the truth....that breaking their curse means taking it upon herself....Lilith makes a choice that will change everything. She sacrifices herself to save them, dying in their arms while they scream her name. But death isn't the end. It's only the beginning. And when she rises from the ashes, marked by death and wielding powers she never imagined, she won't be the same broken girl who walked into the Rite. She'll be something far more dangerous. Their mate. Their queen. Their salvation. Or their destruction. Part 1: THE CLAIMING How far would you fall for three kings who worship you like a religion and claim you like a conquest? Part 2: THE RESURRECTION How dark would you become to reclaim what death stole from you? The Mating Ritual is a dark paranormal romance featuring possessive alphas, intense sexual content, a strong but broken heroine discovering her power, found family, fated mates, and a love so consuming it transcends death itself.