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The Ice-cold CEO’s Doted Wife’s Revenge

Seven years ago, Ruby Emerald believed she had everything: love, stability, a future she could finally trust. On her wedding anniversary, she planned a surprise that would change their lives forever. Instead, her world shattered. She found her husband having sex with his ex, the words that followed cutting deeper than the betrayal itself. He said loving her made him feel small. Empty. The child she carried was her quiet miracle, who never got the chance to be born. Ruby lost her pregnancy on the very day meant to celebrate life, sealing her heartbreak in silence. When grief had barely settled, life demanded more. Her mother’s heart was failing. There was a need for surgery, which was devastatingly expensive. Her father’s debts threatened to swallow the family business whole. Ruby was drowning. Then came the knock on her hospital door. Her ex-husband’s stepfather, Max Byron, stepped inside, immaculate and unreadable, his presence commanding the room before he spoke a single word. A man of power, control, and secrets. “I can solve all your problems,” he said. Hope flared, dangerous and fragile until he finished: “My only condition… is that you marry me.” Trapped between survival and self-respect, Ruby is forced into a marriage built on necessity, not love. But beneath the cold arrangement and unspoken boundaries, something unsettling begins to grow, slow, restrained, impossible to ignore. Because the most dangerous thing about this marriage isn’t the bargain she made— It’s the feelings she never agreed to feel.
Cassy_3 · 5.8k Views

[BL] Teacher's Pet

‎love story of obsession. ‎He fell first, but he fell harder. ‎Norman Reed is nineteen, a wide-eyed freshman stepping onto the ivy-draped campus of Evergreen University with nothing but a full-ride scholarship, a battered suitcase, and a heart that has never truly been broken. ..yet. His life has always been messy: a childhood spent in a small coastal town where dreams felt too big and people felt too small, a mother who worked double shifts and still never looked at him like he mattered, and a quiet, gnawing hunger for something someone to see him completely. When he walks into his first literature lecture and locks eyes with Professor Duke Brandon, that hunger sharpens into something dangerous. ‎Duke Brandon is thirty-two, a widower who buried his heart with his husband four years ago and has spent every day since building walls so high no one can climb them. Brilliant, brooding, and terrifyingly controlled, he teaches modernist poetry like a man dissecting his own scars precise, unflinching, merciless. Students fear him. Colleagues respect him. No one gets close. Until Norman. ‎What begins as a student’s innocent, breathless admiration quickly spirals into something neither of them can contain. Norman falls first hard and fast and reckless stealing glances in lecture halls, lingering after class, scribbling frantic confessions in the margins of his notebook. He tells himself it’s just a crush. He tells himself he can control it. He is wrong. ‎Duke tries to resist. He marks Norman’s essays with detached precision, keeps his voice cool in the classroom, reminds himself daily of every ethical line he cannot cross. But the boy’s wide blue eyes, the way his throat bobs when he’s nervous, the raw vulnerability he wears like an open wound, it all seeps through the cracks Duke thought were sealed forever. And when the obsession finally takes root in Duke’s chest, it grows wilder, darker, more possessive than anything Norman’s youthful longing could have prepared for. ‎He fell first. ‎But Duke falls harder. ‎ #Slowburn
Angel_chrysalis · 7k Views

The Maid's Deception

**She came to steal a plant. She left utterly destroyed and completely his** Aria Chen is a woman who wears many masks: brilliant hacker, underground artist, medical prodigy. But none of those identities can save her dying mother from a rare disease with only one cure a nearly extinct medicinal plant called Vitalis Radix, cultivated exclusively on the private estate of billionaire CEO Damien Blackwood. Desperate and running out of time, Aria does the unthinkable: she infiltrates his fortress-like mansion as a maid under a false identity, planning to steal the plant and vanish before anyone discovers the truth. The plan is simple. "Get in. Get the plant. Get out." Until she meets him. Damien Blackwood is power incarnate ruthlessly intelligent, devastatingly handsome, and dangerously observant. From their first encounter, the attraction between them is explosive, undeniable, and completely forbidden. When he makes her his personal maid, Aria thinks she's been given the perfect access to complete her mission. She has no idea he's been waiting for her. He knows exactly who she is. And he's going to make her pay. But his punishment won't come in the form of police or prosecution. It comes in whispered commands in the darkness. In his hands claiming every inch of her virgin body. In the way he teaches her that pleasure and control are two sides of the same coin. "You're mine now. Every hole. Every moan. Every desperate whimper when you beg me to let you come." Aria is a virgin who's never experienced desire, never understood her own body's capacity for pleasure. Damien becomes her sexual awakening and her complete undoing. He introduces her to a world of dark eroticism she never knew existed remote-controlled vibrators she must wear while serving his dinner guests, sex in his office while he's on business calls, punishments that leave her marked and aching and desperate for more. She becomes addicted. To his touch. To his dominance. To the way he makes her body sing with pleasures she didn't know were possible. Every encounter pushes her boundaries further. Every night in his bed pulls her deeper into obsession. He's possessive to the point of madness, jealous of every man who looks at her, determined to own not just her body but her very soul. "When I'm done with you, you won't remember your own name. You'll only remember mine." As Aria falls deeper into Damien's web of dominance and desire, her mission becomes impossible to separate from her feelings. Her mother is dying. Time is running out. But every night in his arms makes her question what she's willing to sacrifice. When he finally catches her in the greenhouse, hands covered in soil and guilt written across her face, the confrontation is explosive. "Did you really think I didn't know? That I haven't been ten steps ahead this entire time? You played your game, Aria. Now it's time for mine." Betrayal. Rage. Raw, punishing sex that blurs the line between fury and passion. READER WARNING: This is a DARK EROTIC ROMANCE with explicit sexual content including: ** Virgin heroine's complete sexual awakening ** Dominant alpha hero with possessive/obsessive tendencies ** Power dynamics and consensual control (employer/employee) ** Public sexual situations and exhibitionism elements **Use of sex toys for control and pleasure ** Punishment scenarios (spanking, discipline) ** Intense jealousy and possessiveness ** Morally gray characters who make questionable choices ** Explicit language and graphic sexual scenes ** Pushed boundaries (always consensual) ** Emotional intensity and angst This book contains a GUARANTEED HEA but the journey is dark, twisted, and absolutely filthy. If you want safe and sweet, this isn't your book. If you want a billionaire who plays dirty and a heroine who learns to crave it, "Welcome to Blackwood Estate. where every rule is meant to be broken, every boundary is meant to be pushed, and love is the most dangerous game of all."
Salewa_25 · 31.3k Views

Soulmate of the Vampire Prince

[Warning: Mature Content] In the world of magic, amidst various species, there existed the Lumens. They were highly coveted for their blood and their extraordinary powers. ​ Amongst them was a Lumen Princess named Evelyn, an ethereal beauty, who lived her entire life believing she was weak and powerless. Abandoned by her father, abused by her stepmother & tormented by her brother, she never knew love. Shunned by society, she spent her entire life as a caged bird. ​But things start to change when Evelyn is sent to the infamous Blood Moon Academy on her eighteenth birthday, under the guise of completing her further education. ​The twist? The academy is situated in a kingdom of vampires. Terrified to be a walking delicacy amongst the creatures of the night, all it took was one fateful encounter to meet the most powerful predator alive—the crown prince of Versailles, Ivan Ignia De Ashen. He was drop-dead gorgeous and considered to be the epitome of perfection. He appeared as cold as ice, but was a raging inferno within, ready to burn anyone who dared to step into his breathing space. ​He warns her to stay away, but fate has its own plan. What will she do when he decides to claim her as his? ​Thrown together in a royal gothic academy full of power-hungry nobles, twisted professors, and more secrets than spellbooks, what truth will they uncover about their bloodlines and their past? ​ With enemies lurking in the shadows and ancient darkness threatening to rise again, what happens when the secrets about them begin to unravel? Excerpt- He finally moved his sinful lips and said "Hm, I'll help you catch up with your studies" he said, pausing for a moment before continuing "I don't usually do this....help, I mean. But since your progress also affects me, that's the only reason I'll help you this time." "Though, Princess, there are a couple of things I need you to keep in mind, before we move forward." When she nodded he continued, "I don't like wasting time. So when I call, you come. I don't appreciate anyone being intrusive about my matters, so I'd prefer if you keep any curious thoughts to yourself." "And lastly..," He leaned in slightly, maintaining steady eye contact with her. His voice dropped to a low, almost warning tone. "Don't fall in love with me. I don't do love. And the minute I find you show any signs of clinginess… that's when you'll pay the price." ..... "My payment would be…your blood." His eyes suddenly turned serious as he continued, "You shall never offer your blood to anyone else throughout your academic years...meaning you will never serve anyone else." Eve stood stunned, her breath caught in her throat as she waited for him to finish. Then he leaned in, his lips barely an inch from hers, and whispered, "Except me." The only word that kept echoing in her mind was 'blood'....and she could see she was becoming something rare in his eyes. A delicacy reserved for the devil himself. The book cover is mine, don't use it!
Eva_Moon04 · 239.1k Views

Quick Transmigration: Our Destiny (BL)

POSSESSIVE ML X CUNNING MC "It would be better to die than live such a fucked up life." Xie Fang thought death would finally end the torture he had suffered for years. Instead, he woke up in the same rotten room—facing a cold system that called itself the Protector of the Universe. This time, he was given a choice. The "things" that tortured him were intruders—beings from other worlds that should not exist. They broke the rules of reality and fed on people like him. To erase them, the Protector offered Xie Fang a contract: travel through different worlds, take on new bodies, and hunt down the intruders hiding among humans. In return, he would get his revenge. Xie Fang agreed without hesitation. World after world, he completed his missions with a calm mind and sharp intelligence. He learned how to play his roles perfectly, how to deceive others, and how to kill without being seen. What Xie Fang didn’t know was that someone had been watching him from the very beginning. "I'll find you," a voice whispered. "No matter the world. No matter the life." Across every world, the same presence appeared—dangerous, possessive, and terrifyingly familiar. It helped him when it pleased. It cornered him when it wanted. No matter how far Xie Fang ran, it was always there, as if he had never been allowed to leave. The darkness following him does not want to destroy him. It wants to claim him. As Xie Fang uncovers the truth behind the intruders, the system, and his own past, he realizes his revenge is only the beginning. In a game of lies and survival, he must decide how far he is willing to go. _ _ _ _ P.S. I do not own the cover Image. If the orginal owner/artist want me to remove it please contact below: Gmail: [email protected] Or comment on this book. I'll immediately change it.
Coffee_Bubble · 40k Views

The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven

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.
Paschalinelily · 2.3m Views