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Born and raised in a lab Tristan must figure out how to live and survive in the outside world. To make matters worse he has 4 others to look after. He's the oldest but is always being taken care of, to make sure his lab siblings want for nothing, Tristan will need to make a difficult decision. The goal is to provide for his siblings but he ends up living just like he was groomed to live. On top of everything else, there are four alphas who want to mate with him, and they don't mind sharing. Will Tristan accept his fate? Or will he runaway?

April Scott only wanted to help her family until she crossed paths with Dr. Adrian Smith, the ruthless billionaire and her childhood crush, who is aware of her dark past and turns her life upside down in twenty-four hours. Her sister is hospitalized, her home is suddenly sold. April becomes the target of a deadly plot she doesn’t understand. Every time she tries to escape, Adrian is there… saving her, controlling her, or destroying her, she can’t tell which. She could only sense he wanted something from her and she also finds herself drawn to him. But when a confrontation ends with Adrian presumed dead, April becomes a fugitive overnight. And the only person willing to protect her is a stranger with secrets of his own.

They met in a place where children weren’t taught how to dream— only how to endure. Ira and Alexander were never meant to matter to each other. What formed between them wasn’t romance, but recognition: two quiet survivors learning how to stay human in a system designed to erase them. Then they were separated. No explanations. No closure. Just absence. Years later, they grow into the world that once failed them—wealthy, controlled, and deeply fractured. Ira learns how power disguises itself as care, how women are shaped by obligation and quiet coercion. Alexander builds a self-made empire while remaining trapped under the shadow of a ruthless political father who values image over humanity. When they meet again as adults, they recognize each other instantly. They pretend they don’t. What follows is not a simple love story, but a slow unraveling of buried memory, dangerous loyalty, and a bond that refuses to stay silent in a world ruled by ambition, manipulation, and elite respectability. This is a story about childhood bonds that don’t fade, the dark side of privilege, and love that begins with understanding—long before desire ever does.

WARNING NOTICE: The story is R18 , no one 17 or under should read this. Luca gazed at her, his eyes burning with desire, and Melissa felt a shiver run down her spine. "You're so beautiful," he whispered, his voice husky with need, with a sharp movement he take off his clothes, leaned closer to her lips. She smiled, her fingers tracing the lines of his face, her thumb brushing over his lips. "You're not so bad yourself," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper, that was a only full sentence she spoke. He chuckled, the sound low and rough, and his mouth claimed hers again, the kiss deepening, becoming more intense. His fingers slid between her legs, parting her, finding the wet heat of her, and she gasped, her body arching up to meet him. "Luca," she whispered, his name a prayer, a plea, a promise. He growled, his hips surging forward, his p*nis pressing against her entrance playful, she felt a rush of excitement, of anticipation. He was ready , he was going to take her, to claim her, to make her his, and she was ready to let him, to surrender to the desire that burned between them. His mouth traced a path of fire from her lips to her throat, to the swell of her breast. His hands learned her, worshiped her, drawing gasps and sighs that were her only language, every touch was a confession, every kiss a vow. When he finally entered her, it was with a slow, devastating fullness that made her cry out, her eyes flying open to find his gaze locked on hers, she never imagined the pain, in a sure motion he thrust into her slowly, let her accommodate the size of his C*ck, she screamed with a feeling of unfamiliar pain ,building up something inside of her. Even though her eyes , flickered tears ,her moans was evident of what she's starting to feel as she arched off the bed. The shock had melted into something raw and open, a vulnerability she knew he showed no one else. "Look at me," he commanded, his voice rough with emotion. "*Solo a me.*" Only at me. And she did, his eyes staring hers, as their bodies began to move in a rhythm as old as time, their gazes held. It was more intimate than the joining of their bodies. It was a soul-deep recognition. DEAR READERS, YOUR COMMENTS AND REVIEWS MEANS EVERYTHING. HOPE YOU WILL ENJOY THE STORY CHAPTERS.

Born an heir. Enslaved before her tenth summer. Nova Moonveil spent seven years in silver chains after her pack was slaughtered and her crown stolen. Broken, silent, and forgotten, she survives as an Omega in a court ruled by monsters. When Alpha King Finric Shadowclaw arrives to claim a political bride, he scents her instead. He takes her as part of the bargain. Her escape ignites war. Hunted by her past and trapped in a court where cruelty wears a crown, Nova must survive long enough to awaken the ancient blood buried inside her. Because she was never meant to be a slave. She was meant to be a queen. ✦✦✦ Author's Note: Rated R (18+)

Chained in silver and hunted, Serena collapses into the arms of the Alpha Prince of Drakenfell. Mine. Mate. He knew it instantly. But duty bound him. He tells himself she's just a broken omega. He was wrong. Serena rises and quickly becomes the most dangerous temptation in the realm. Dragons bow when she passes. Fragments of memory begin to surface. Power follows her whether she wants it or not. When a mark appears on her arm, denial becomes impossible. She is the Dragon Queen Incarnate. The one his soul has been reaching for across lifetimes. When the same dark forces that annihilated her pack come for Drakenfell, Serena refuses to let history repeat itself. Not in this life. ✦✦✦ Author’s Note (R18) This story contains mature content intended for adult readers. If you enjoy fated mates, obsessive alphas, and moments where love and control blur together, welcome to Drakenfell.

After a simple extraction mission, Kenneth makes a dire mistake that wipes out his entire team. Left alone and bleeding out, Kenneth has no choice but to pray to a higher being in hopes of getting a second chance at life. Luckily for him, his prayers are answered as he finds himself in the body of a man who has the same name as him! Now, faced with a strange world he is unfamiliar with, all he can do is follow the previous owners' wishes to enter the infamous military academy Toleran and become a renowned Anchor. The problem is finding a Striker to pair with. In comes Lucien Saint-James, the captain of the third division and a high-class Striker with whom he has the highest compatibility. The problem is, whenever Lucien is around, he gets this uncontrollable urge to bring him to his knees, not to mention that he doesn’t care for his arrogant attitude either. Now, Kenneth faces a dilemma. If he ever hopes to make it out of this academy alive and realize the dreams of the original Kenneth, he will have to suck up his pride and learn to hide his urges if he wants to make it out in one piece. Oh, and did he mention he had to deal with monsters and mystical beasts too?! ****************************************** Excerpt: “Kiss me.” Kenneth blinked. “What—“ “You heard me. Do it. Now.” Anger flashed in his eyes yet his body moved before his brain could tell him to stop. He reached for the Striker and their lips met. Kenneth poured his energy into Lucien, filling the barren pit inside his mind, giving him enough juice to keep going. The two pulled away, and Lucien’s steely eyes met his, holding him in place. “You always look like you hate anchoring me, but then you get that blissful look on your face that screams ‘I want more’. It’s cute.” Kenneth felt an unbearable urge to slap the smug smile off his face. But since now wasn’t the time to commit acts of violence against his pair. He held himself back. He would deal with him properly later. “Eat shit, captain.” Was all he said before sending him off. ****** A guideverse story with a little twist, hot and cold romance with a whole lot of slow burn (emphasis on burn because the MC refuses to admit his feelings, the stubborn fool).

Katherine Blaire has worked six grueling years to rise to the top of the banking world of Manhattan. Confident, voluptuous, and ambitious, she's nearly within reach of the promotion that will help to finance the college education of her autistic brother. She needs but one account- the account of Anthony Marvin, arguably the most influential and dangerous man in New York. Anthony "Tony" Marvin doesn't just own hotels and nightclubs. He controls both legitimate and underground empires as the heir of the most notorious mafia family in the city. Tony is ruthless, heartbreakingly handsome, and untouchable until Katherine enters his club with the business plan and with an unwavering refusal to back away from him. When Tony offers Katherine something she cannot refuse —a night with him in exchange for the contract —she storms out, humiliated and outraged. But Tony is interested in the woman who had the strength to say no to him, and Katherine finds herself drawn into a dangerous game of power struggle, desire, and growing love. As their relationship grows stronger, Tony's father, the ruthless mafia kingpin Thomas Marvin, will do whatever it takes to eliminate what he sees as his son's greatest weakness. Surrounded by enemies and with Katherine's entire family in danger, she and Tony must decide if their love is worth risking everything — including their lives. In a world in which love is the ultimate vulnerability, can a banker and a mafia prince redefine the rules of power?

"I'll make you fall in love with me sweetheart." - Jett. "We'll see about that." - Jamie. - "I bet your dick is so small you need a microscope to see it." - Jamie. "I'll let you be the judge of that." - Jett. - Jett is the second son of a wealthy, powerful household that expects him to inherit the family company alongside his older brother. But Jett wants none of it. Boxing is the only thing that makes sense to him, Jett has spent most of his adult days swinging with his fists, the only place where he decides the rules. Jamie is everything Jett claims to hate. Cute, sharp-tongued, stubborn as hell, and impossible to ignore. A college student with a bright car, a sharp mouth, and a younger brother he protects with everything he has. Jett is like smoke, angry, dark, drifting between worlds he refuses to choose from. Jamie is like sugar, sweet at the core, though he hides it under thorns and fire. Together, they're a slow, inevitable burn.

All I did was answer a question in a strange, nameless book. If you had the chance to live this life instead and change the plot of the story, would you take it? I said yes. Then I woke up inside a novel, an omegaverse story filled with cruelty, obsession, and tragedy. Unfortunately, I’ve transmigrated into the most pitiful character, a fragile omega who is sold off to three powerful Alpha brothers. In the original plot, I existed for one purpose only, to be used, bred, discarded, and forgotten. The thing is, I've read this story from the beginning to the end. I know how this story ends. And I refuse to let it end that way. With the knowledge of the novel and a desperate will to survive, I try to stay invisible, obedient, and forgettable to avoid the tragedy. But there's a problem. Things started changing, things I didn't read about in the book started resurfacing. The Alpha brothers began to behave in a way that's entirely different from the book. My fragile body and unstable status as an omega placed me constantly in danger and the brothers’ protectiveness turns into possession, introducing a whole new feeling that wasn't even in the book. The future changes, and the ending I feared most becomes something entirely unknown. Now, I must decide whether I will remain a character bound by fate, or tear the book apart, even if it means destroying the only life I have left.

Elena Thorn never expected to cross paths with the ruthless and cold CEO, Ryan Redland who got rid of her like some nuisance. She never imagined that her fate would be sealed with him by a contract marriage, forced on them both. She is spoiled, free spirited, and daring. While, he is a man of control, order and silence. Despite the consistent tension, a costly romance simmers. What starts as a reluctant union quickly spirals to something sinister. With a dangerous love triangle, a vengeful, greedy and power-hungry secret rival in play, their union is one filled with love and betrayal. Can their bond survive the endless twists of deceit, pride, lust and betrayal? Will this contract be much more costly than they both bargained for?

Malinka Fazaa Gunardi, more commonly known as Inka, is a beautiful architecture student who spent four years at ETH Zurich in Switzerland to complete her Bachelor’s degree and pursue a Master’s. She couldn’t even attend her sister Daneswari Intan Gunardi (Sister Intan)’s wedding in person, only joining via video call. After finishing her studies, Inka returned to Indonesia and easily landed her dream job in Jakarta. She eventually bought a small apartment close to her new office. Sister Intan had only been married for six months to Bintang Adji Brahmanto (Brother-in-law Adji) through an arranged marriage. Even though she had been in a relationship with her boyfriend for three years, she ultimately had to marry someone else. Tragic? Most definitely. The arranged marriage and parental agreement left Intan heartbroken. Her relationship with Adji was not smooth – that’s what Sister Intan told Inka. When Adji needed a new architect to design the hotel and resort project he was working on, a friend of his who is also an architect recommended a young, beautiful architect with outstanding achievements. It turned out the recommended person was Inka. This unexpected meeting made Adji unable to take his heart off Inka – and would Inka feel the same way even though Adji is her brother-in-law? Meanwhile, without Adji’s knowledge, Intan is still in contact with her ex-boyfriend. Want to know if they will eventually be attracted to each other and how their relationship will develop next?

One minute, Ember was reading a trashy R-18 novel. The next, she woke up inside it- not as the villain but as cannon fodder. Her brother is one of the male leads in the heroine's harem. Doomsday is only a few weeks away. Her only salvation is the Lust Paradise System. To build a base so strong that it can withstand the disaster of the outside world. The only catch is that everything is powered by sexual energy. To build a new world, Ember must gather followers. Following their primal instincts, they use lust to make a utopia. And her brother? He's been waiting for a long time. -------- DISCLAIMER: Reader Discretion Advised This is a work of fiction. All names, places and characters are products of the author's imagination. Contents include: Mild Violence Nudity (Partial and Full)

Dark romance x mature content x slow burn. Fedora loved him. Miguel loved him too obsessively. Possessively. To the point where devotion blurred into control. Miguel wanted to be involved in everything that touched Fedora’s life, and he proved, time and again, that he would go against his own will, spill blood, even die if it meant keeping Fedora spoiled, protected, and tethered to him. On the surface, Miguel was everything anyone could dream of. Until Fedora fell so deeply in love that he hit rock bottom and realised the darkness there was too suffocating for both his aesthetic and his sanity. He thought he knew Miguel. He was catastrophically wrong. Fedora had been blind to the beast he let into his heart. The truth comes apart slowly, cruelly: Miguel is the reason Fedora has no family. The reason is that there is no life for him beyond Miguel’s shadow. And worst of all, Fedora had chosen him anyway, his memories erased not by force, but by misplaced devotion. “Pick a gun and empty it into his brain.” The solution sounds simple. It isn’t. Fedora doesn’t know what’s real anymore. He can’t tell if what he shared with Miguel, the man he once humiliated in a bar, the man who later became his lover, was genuine love or a carefully staged performance fueled by manipulation, guilt, and obsession. The cruel irony? Miguel is wrapped around Fedora’s fingers, tight as a rosary around a nun’s hand. And yet, Fedora is still the one trapped. Now he must decide. Will he avenge his family? Will love survive the truth? And if Miguel dies, will it be swift… or slow enough to satisfy the damage left behind? This isn’t a romance. It’s a beautifully brutal descent into love, control, and consequence. Enter at your own risk. ********* . warning!!! Some statements, scenes, and incidents in this book may not sit well with religious readers. [Everything is fictional and not intended to harm or coerce your mind in any way]

From Jaxon Stars, comes the very own telling of the Serbian mythical creature. You will fear the dark. Missing Children and Adults start to put the little town known as Aibres in fear as detectives and investigators struggle to catch this murder suspect. Maryne then teams up with two geeks, Magdalene and Tracey, as they take matter into their own hands, but will they be able to stop something so powerful in the dark, not even a cat can see it.

Raven barges into the walk-in closet without knocking—only to freeze at the sight of Alexander standing there, half-naked, a white towel secured around his waist. “Oh my goodness—I’m sorry,” she blurts out, turning away. Alexander scoffs, his tone cold and dismissive. “There’s nothing to apologize for. Married people see each other like this all the time.” “But this isn’t a real marriage,” Raven snaps back. His eyes narrow. “I see you’ve been filling your head with foolish ideas. Don’t push me, Raven.” He steps closer, his voice low and controlled. “Even if my father arranged this marriage, it will be real—in every sense of the word.” Her breath catches as he adds, “Brace yourself, wifey. Soon, we’ll be doing exactly what real couples do.” With that, he grabs his clothes and walks out, leaving Raven standing there, stunned and speechless.

"It doesn't matter to me if you're engaged or not, I will seduce you.” Azrael said as he gently kissed the back of her palm. *** Ashelia de Orlan’s birth caused her mother to fall into a terrible terminal illness, but no one in the manor ever blamed her for it. If anyone so much as looked at her with the slightest disdain, her father’s knights made sure they were never seen again. Still, she couldn’t stop feeling guilty. She felt responsible for something she never did, and because of that, she made a deal with her shady fiancé, Prince Reagan, to keep her already dying mother barely alive at the cost of her own freedom. But one night, everything changed. During Prince Reagan’s birthday banquet, the rumoured madman Azrael von Eldrath, Archduke of a neighbouring country, barged in uninvited and turned the whole hall upside down. One look from him made her heart race, Still, she couldn’t afford to fall for anyone else. She had already made a vow. But Azrael refuses to let her be until she denounces the second prince and chooses him instead!

#WSA2025 Word went around that no one that had ever knocked on the esteemed Eleazar family’s doors seeking shelter were turned away. Fleeing the prince of Lustris no less, Arabella Sterling held out hope that those weren’t mere rumors as she crossed the border over to Umbraria, home to all creatures of the night. A land where noble blood like hers was a highly coveted delicacy. As such, she wasn’t turned away, but since the Eleazars ran no charity, Arabella was compelled to become the sole blood provider to the heir of the family in exchange for safety. Though never, in a million years, did she imagine that what had started as a simple trade off, could morph into a swirl of tangled passion when the cold and stoic vampire she served showed interest in the young woman beyond the crimson nectar coursing her veins. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Please note that the most brutal of abuse (Which includes explicit sexual abuse) takes place near the climax of the story. All I will say is that it won't be enacted by the ML.

Jatavia’s world ends in a sterile hospital room. The nightmare begins when Telvin Bellarie steps into her world. He isn’t just a stranger; he’s the man claiming her father’s legacy is now his to own. After a desperate, bone-chilling leap into a river to escape him and the world, Jatavia wakes up trapped in the Bellarie Estate. It’s a fortress that smells of expensive bourbon and woodsmoke, where the luxury feels like a chokehold. Every wall has eyes, and every door is locked against her. Telvin treats her like a prized possession, enforcing a marriage contract built on a history she doesn't remember and a debt she is not aware of. The gold locket around her neck isn't just a keepsake, it’s a key. As the truth begins to bleed through the seams of her past, Jatavia finds an unlikely ally in Marcus. She soon realizes that Telvin’s obsession is fueled by a deception that has poisoned them both. To survive the lethal jealousy of her rival and the crushing weight of the Bellarie name, she must decide if the man who stole her freedom is her greatest enemy or the only one who can help her take back what was stolen. I'm bringing you a slow-burning story where every secret has a price. I'll be taking you on a journey where Jatavia, fights to reclaim her life and freedom.

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] Author’s Note: This is not a book about a weak human mate. So if you’re looking for that, you might just want to skip this! And lastly, expect to see girls couple moments, and before you ask, it has absolutely nothing to do with the main characters^^. ——— In the shadows of eternity, a heartbeats echoes. Serena kang is a innocent and well-sheltered girl; she’s lived her whole life as the perfect granddaughter with the death of her mother, she’s forced to believe that the cancer that killed her mother would soon get to her. Before that happens Serena wanted a steamy night with no strings attached with someone she deemed worthy. Then she meets Eiravyn Won, a cold and mysterious man who wanted absolutely nothing to do with her. Eiravyn Won is a cold-hearted vampire king with the sole aim to find his destined bride in the human realm, but what happens when he discovers that the mate he had been so desperately looking for is in fact a weak and fragile-looking human? The council of elders are pressuring Eiravyn to marry a bride they accepted, someone they would be able to benefit from her ruling as their queen, and Eiravyn refuses to take part in their scheme for power. Which one will Eiravyn choose? Will he succumb to the temptation of the mate bond or will he choose the elders choice? Will Serena survive the darkness or ignite a love to conquer all?