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[Warning: Mature Content R-18] Amabel Blakely, a university dropout plagued by debt and family problems, finds herself with limited options. Desperate to turn her life around, she makes a fateful decision – becoming a mistress of Valentine Langdale, a wealthy and married man with a childless marriage. Valentine, wanting more than just a secret affair, pushes Amabel to bear his child, promising to make her his second wife. Despite the complications, Amabel’s determination to secure a better life, cleat her family debts and see her mother open her eyes again from a coma fuels her actions. She is willing to do whatever it takes to win Valentine over, even if it means manipulating situations and playing the long game. With schemes, and sheer grit, Amabel sets out to transform her status from scorned mistress to pampered second wife of a rich family.

Josselyn, the daughter of a traitor’s family, is summoned to the palace as the only one who knows the secret herbal remedy to cure the Queen’s illness. She is appointed as the royal healer’s assistant—and from that moment on, her life is forever changed. Crown Prince Killian, a cold and ruthless man, suddenly begins to take an interest in her. Every glance he gives stirs curiosity and envy among the four men around her: a loyal royal knight, a patient and attentive healer, and two noble brothers who each possess their own dangerous charm. They all know about Josselyn’s desire for revenge against the kingdom she believes is responsible for her parents’ deaths. And each of them has their own plans to use her. Five men. Five different ways of claiming her heart—awakening a turmoil she has never known before. But Josselyn cannot simply surrender to their allure. Her past wounds and burning resentment keep her wary of Killian, convinced that the prince played a role in her family’s tragedy. Caught between consuming passion, subtle manipulation, and a vengeance that refuses to fade, Josselyn must make a choice: to surrender to an unexpected love… or to fulfill the revenge left behind by her parents—even if it means turning her back on every man who desires her.

[mass release: 20th - 22nd] The mad vampire has broken countless humans. He never expected one to break him back. Hiln never meant to catch a vampire lord's attention. Disguised as a servant, and working in the shadows of a castle filled with monsters, all she wanted was to survive long enough to save her dying father. It almost works, until she is discovered by none other than the one Lord no one dares to cross. But Hiln is more than she appears. And when he pushes her to the edge of despair, an ancient force in her veins chains the most feared vampire in the realm to her will. Now he is bound to her, and the craving he feels for her blood, her body, and the woman who should be his victim, is slowly driving him mad. In a world built on power and cruelty, two enemies are about to discover that the line between hatred and desire is thin. She was supposed to be his prey. Instead, she became his obsession. More tags include: #grovellingML #obsessedML #yearningML #agegap #powercouple #fantasy #psychological #horror #adventure #magic #smut #darkromance

Yeri was once a succubus, a powerful and irresistible seductress who fed on desire. Now reborn as a stunning young woman in the modern world, she must navigate the confusing collision of her human innocence and her demonic memories. One night, fate leads her into the path of Shin Keir, a dangerously magnetic and notorious CEO known for getting everything he wants—except peace. Their accidental encounter sparks an intense, uncontrollable passion, and a single night together changes everything. *** Excerpt: The dream had returned. Same eerie forest. Same surreal woman in the crimson dress. But this time, the setting had changed slightly. She now stood at the edge of a cliff made of jagged, glowing red rocks that resembled oversized rubies. Scarlet butterflies floated around her like living embers. A thick fog blanketed the area like some forbidden realm between worlds. She turned to him, her smile soft, sweet—and somehow tragic. She was heartbreakingly beautiful, ethereal yet forlorn, like a love story written in fading ink. Shin had tried to call out, but the wind swallowed his voice. As he stepped forward, the woman mouthed something. He couldn't hear her. Then, in a horrifying instant, her body tilted, and she plummeted off the cliff. The despair that followed wasn't just a feeling—it was a full-body, soul-tearing scream that never made it past his throat. Without hesitation, Shin leapt after her. He awoke convulsing, drenched in cold sweat. His eyes gleamed with a strange madness, a devil struggling behind the polished CEO exterior. *** Disclaimer- Places and characters are all works of fiction.

"Take me instead." Three words. Guinevere Lunaris trades herself and saves 300 lives. Tied. Gagged. Underestimated by a mile. They chain her to a tree in the snow. Mistake. While running for her life, she meets a stranger in the dark and tells him to hide so he isn’t killed. Twelve hours later, he walks into her father's hall wearing a crown. The man she just told to hide in a hole is Maddox Drakencrest, High King of Velkaris. Ruler of an entire continent. Maddox hears his dragon say ‘mate’ right away. But her wolf is silent. More and more Alpha Kings enter the hall. She catches the tail end of her father’s toast and chokes on her wine. "—leave here with a virgin bride." An auction for her hand turns into a full-out bidding war. Maddox wins. 750 million in gold, three dragon fleets, and an urn full of the bastard who chained her the day before. Every force in Velkaris is betting against a wolf on a dragon throne. The Elders say the queen must be a dragon rider, which is impossible for a woman without dragon blood. The king's half-brother agrees with them, but his solution is a civil war and taking the crown for himself. If his brother’s rebellion wins, Maddox dies and she belongs to him. If the elders win, she goes back to the father who sold her. Neither is happening. Her wolf calls Velkaris home. She's not giving it up. They expect Guinevere to behave like a good little wolf princess and play along with their political games. She says bet.

Yao Zhi died in regret due to exhaustion and transmigrated into an unrecorded kingdom in history. Waking up to find herself in a body weighing more than 200 jin, she was in despair. As she was ready to curse Heaven, she found herself bound with a system. With an auction system on hand, she embarked on the journey of pampering her rough husband and building her business. -------- Cover art by Zackbill ( @bila_art24 on X )

"She's stabilizing," the healer calls. "Who marked her?" "I did," both Dexmon and Fin answer. Serena Frostborne is dying between two Alphas. One is the Dragon Prince who has loved her across multiple lifetimes. The other is the youngest Alpha King in Skardos. A man who lost everything once and never expected a second chance. Rewind three months, when Dexmon Drakenfell's wolf says one word: MATE. He carries her home and won’t put her down. For strategic reasons, obviously. His wolf calls bullshit. Aegon: Mate her. Mate her again. Mark her. In that order. Dexmon: Absolutely the fuck not. The bachelor prince who doesn't do feelings caught them all. But Serena has a BIG secret worth killing for. Gold blood. White wolf. An entire pack slaughtered because one father said no. The tyrant who did it hasn’t stopped looking. The bounty for her capture: 1B in gold. If her identity is revealed, every Alpha in Skardos would hand her over to avoid war. That's predictable. What they don't see coming are the knives from within. And this time when she falls, Dexmon is looking the wrong way. The hero who finds her is Fin Shadowclaw, King of North Skardos. His wolf says the impossible: MATE. He already buried his first mate. Alpha venom is the only thing standing between her and death. So he marks her to save her. Two Alphas. One feels like home. The other feels like the home she lost. Neither is willing to step aside. War is coming for her blood. Together they have a shot. Alone, their kingdoms burn and they lose her. Serena has come way too damn far to let history repeat. Born a princess. Sold as a slave. Crowned a queen. She says checkmate.

For ten years, Gwen Harlow suppressed her forbidden Witch-Wolf magic to be the perfect Luna for Lucien Blackfang. Her reward? A silver dagger to the heart, twisted by the very man she lived for—all to make room for her treacherous sister, Sienna. But death was not the end. Granted a second chance by the Moon Goddess, Gwen wakes up ten years in the past, on the day of her joining ceremony. This time, she won't kneel to the man who killed her. Instead, she walks past a stunned Lucien and chooses Kaelen, the ‘Cursed Alpha’ feared by the entire world. Lucien thought he was discarding a burden, never realizing that Gwen’s secret magic was the only thing keeping him alive. Now, as Lucien begins to rot without his silent protector, Gwen rises as a sovereign of shadows, ready to burn his empire to the ground. "Once, I died for you. Now, I live for your ruin."

[18+, nsfw, mature content, sensitive content] *Finally finished! the side story for Zion/Suga is still going. Thanks for the support~* "From the tips of his hair to his lips and eyes—everything about him is red. His entire being screams 'walking red flag.' And yet, he treats me differently... or is it just my imagination?" After the death of his parents in a car accident, Akagi Suga sold his parents' house and moved to unknown apartment in Shinjuku. He raised his younger brother alone, their life didn't go smoothly but at least as long as Suga lived with his younger brother, their life was always pleasant. Until finally people from IHPS (International Human Protection Squad) approached him, making Akagi Suga remember again that his father was a former instructor of that 'neutral' special forces. He didn't want to get involved with people from an organization created by elites under the guise of ‘military’, an organization filled with crazy people, but when Nakajima Yuki, his childhood friend asked Suga to join IHPS, at first Suga refused, however— "It wasn't an accident, both your parents were killed." He already had this suspicion for a long time. 'Will going to IHPS make it easier for me to find out which organization killed my parents?' And why did a madman named Zion Hughes always make it difficult for him to find out about the organization? — (additional: mpreg focused chapters in vol. 2 after Egotistic/sides)

CONTENT WARNING: This book is rated +18, it contains HEAVY SMUT, BDSM, GAY/LESBIAN SEX, triggers and explicit scenes of abuse and a dark, obsessive male lead. BOOK ONE OF “FERAL BONDS” SERIES Vael groaned, his breath fanning her skin as he pinned her against the desk. “I swear it, Vessara, you’ll never mate another in this lifetime. You. Are. Mine.” His fangs sank into the sensitive skin at the crook of her neck. Her eyes widened in shock at the realization of what he had done. >>>>>>>>>>>> Alpha Vael’Runn did not rise to power through loyalty or honor; he carved his rule through fear. He learned early that mercy is a weakness and love is a liability. So he swore off it. Until one night changes everything. Vessara is an omega born into cruelty. She has spent her life learning how to survive by staying quiet, by pleasing others, by never asking for more than she’s given. So when she’s sold off like a property to the most feared Alpha in the realm, it becomes a death sentence. Vael is irritated by her constant existence in his life. She’s fragile. She breaks just like the other omegas. But somehow, something unsettles him. Something about Vessara refuses to fade into the background of his world. She awakens something he has buried long ago. Will Vessara become more than a possession? Perhaps a weakness Vael cannot afford? Will she remain silent and survive or risk everything to awaken the man buried beneath the monster?

In Magnolia, a mysterious art thief moves between the city’s elegant art scene and its brutal underworld. As a detective closes in on him and a possessive protector refuses to let him go, the hunt quickly turns into something far more dangerous. Whispering Frames is a dark MM romance filled with art magic, hidden identities, obsession, and intense cat-and-mouse tension.

Alternative Title: Villain's Saviour, Game Over Again Lin Ji’an, a modern master chef, never expected to wake up inside a dog-blood BL cultivation novel. Worse, she transmigrated into the role of the "vicious cannon fodder", the crossdressing Third Young Master destined to humiliate the future Villain and die a miserable death by his hand. Her mission? Simple. Feed the starving slave boy and the future villain, Xie Wangchen, fix his broken body, and make sure his "Blackening Value" doesn't hit 100% and destroy the world. She beats up the arrogant Heir, face-slaps the evil Stepmother, and cooks her way into the Villain’s heart, purely to survive, of course! But as they head to the Celestial Sword Sect, Lin Ji’an realises something is wrong. She thought she was raising a cute, obedient little brother. She thought she was just a "straight bro" helping him out. She thought the main plot’s protagonists would chase the original MC. So why is the Villain looking at her with eyes darker than the abyss? Why is he threatening to cripple anyone who smiles at her? And why are the original male leads suddenly lining up to taste her cooking? Lin Ji’an: "I’m just here to cook and survive! I’m straight! And I’m a girl!" Xie Wangchen, who was sharpening his sword, looked up with a smirk tugging in the corner of his lips, "Luggage? No. You are my world. And I never let go of what is mine."

He was forbidden. My brother's best friend. Also the most dangerous man in the country. And I signed myself over to him. Leah Thorne had one rule: stay away from Dimitri Valentino. It shouldn't have been difficult. He was ruthless, feared, and devastatingly beautiful in the way that only truly dangerous things are. The kind of man who owned nightclubs, commanded armies, and made grown men weep with a single look. The kind of man her brother Mike trusted with his life. The kind of man she had absolutely no business wanting. But one shattered marriage, one bottle of whiskey, and one catastrophically bad decision later, Leah wakes up in Dimitri's bed with a signed contract on the nightstand and six months of her life no longer her own. Her body. His rules. No exceptions. The contract is iron-clad, the penalty clause suffocating — fifty million dollars she doesn't have. And Dimitri Valentino, the Wolf of the Italian underworld, has absolutely no intention of letting her go. He says he'll ruin her for other men. He's not lying. Because beneath the cold control and the thousand-dollar suits is a man who has wanted her for seven sinful years — who has memorized the curve of her smile, the sound of her laugh, and exactly how to take her apart piece by piece until the only word left in her vocabulary is his name. Eve came to him broken, looking to feel wanted. She never expected to feel owned. She never expected to love it. Six Months Contract With The Mafia God is a scorching dark romance about forbidden hunger, dangerous obsession, and the catastrophic moment a good girl stops running from the wolf who has always been hunting her. Some contracts change everything. Some men are worth the fine print.

Some stories start off like a fairytale Phoebe's started with tragedies He was a boy raised to be a monster He became a man of deadly obsession Her fire her spite, her strength. It was a trap and he fell right in Consumed by a desperation to own her He’d burn the world for her Tear down empires He would have her or no one else would * ~Taeyung~ When I came to her class. I saw a man leaning over her seat Too close to my woman Rage flooded me. I'll fucking kill him. Touching what belongs to me When the class was out, I leaned against the wall Watching her every move. When she saw me, she stopped dead in her track, a look of shock rested on her face. She approached, trying to avoid my gaze "You haven't answered any of my texts all day." I narrowed his eyes at the man standing to close behind her Who the fuck was he to stand so possessively over my woman? "I don't owe you an explanation Kim Taeyung." She bit "Is it because of him?" My words were sharp. Angry I didn't care people were watching "Aniyo." She answered "What's the problem? She can talk to whoever she wants." The guy barked Fucking mutt "Because Phoebe's my girl, and I don't want her anywhere near another man." I growled Phoebe's jaw dropped "You better back the fuck up." I threatened and stepped closer "Kim Taeyung, don't go too far. I don't belong to anyone." She spoke low. I didn't care. This fucking loser dared stand so close and flirt with my woman right in front of me? Fuck that. I'm no fucking cuckhold "You hear that? You don't own her she can talk to and hang with whoever she wants." The bastard took a step closer standing behind her possessively I could see her stiffen with his approach; which sparked a raging fire in my bones. One that had the potential to burn the whole school down "Back the fuck up right now before I knock you the fuck out." He was pushing me. I was trying to control myself. But I was losing the battle The bastard reached his hand out and attempted to put his arm around Phoebe, "I'm not scared of you, Kim Taeyung. If I want her I'll make her mi…" Before he could finish his sentence, my vision turned red and I punched him square in the jaw, he stumbled backward How fucking dare he? Did he have a death wish? Everyone started shouting and filming I couldn't hear the words of everyone around us "I told you to back the fuck up, and then you have the audacity to touch what belongs to me?" I was too wrapped up in the guy touching her, I didn't notice the fear and distress on her face She shoved past me and walked straight out Leaving me standing there I yelled at her she ignored me I chased after her. She just kept walking, picking up her pace. Not stopping She was trying to escape She wasn't getting away that easy* ~Phoebe~ "Get away." I growled yanking on my ties He grabbed my face pinching my cheeks hard leaning in for a kiss, I jerked my head away quick, he wasn't prepared, his grip slipped, taking the opening, I slammed my forehead into his, hard "Ow fuck, you cunt." he punched me twice, the first hitting me in the eye and the second was across the cheek My face ached. "Hand me my knife." The man said He sliced up my hoodie. I screamed The cold air of the room crept up my exposed skin "You're fucking tits are nice." He licked his lips and just as his hand reached for my breast, a loud bang echoed through the room "Fuck what was that? Jung, go check it out." The man ordered I screamed again. Loud and angry, I needed whoever was up there to hear me. I let all the rage out in one loud roar The man slapped me and then back handed me across the face. I felt dizzy after the last one. The world spun a little more, and nausea swirled in the pit of my belly The door is busted open and in walks a group of men and that's when I spot him. Kim Taeyung *This is a slow burn. The male lead has a lot of growth to make but he does grow!*

CONTENT WARNING This story is intended for a mature audience and contains graphic, intense scenes that may be disturbing to some readers. Reader discretion is strongly advised. DON'T FUCK ME OR YOU DIE... Camilla Gray's loneliness ended when she found a family in the Harts—and a fierce, consuming love in their son, Bran. Their wedding day was soft and sunlit. The kind of day that makes you believe in forever. It shattered on their wedding night. He died inside her. Years later, Camilla isn't healing. She's surviving. She lives as a servant in her own home, enduring the venomous blame of Bran's family, who are convinced she killed him. She's starting to believe them. Then a stranger steps out of the rain. Lucian Thorne is a trillionaire whose calm is more terrifying than any rage. He holds a contract bearing Bran's signature—and hers. To settle an unimaginable debt, Bran sold her. Now Lucian has come to collect. Camilla faces an impossible choice: remain in a prison of grief and contempt, or walk into a gilded cage owned by a man who sees her not as a person—but as collateral. This is not a story about moving on. This is a story about what happens when the only way out is to sell yourself to the person who already owns you. Genres: Dark Romance | Psychological Thriller | New Adult | Tragedy

I woke up as an extra in a famous novel. Before I could even panic, a system window appeared. [Mission: Confess to Myles Cortez.] [Favorability: -10] [Time Remaining: 30 minutes] [Penalty: Death] Myles Cortez, the final villain of the story. Apparently, if I want to live, I have to seduce him. Easy, right? ... Wrong. "You think you can back out now?" His fingers tightened behind my head, eyes dark. "Blake, you confessed to me every day with that smile." ...I may have seduced him a little too well.

She was never chosen to save the world — she was forged to survive it. Etani is a half-fae assassin who understands the rules of survival: power is taken, mercy is punished, and every victory has a cost. She was never meant to be a heroine — only a weapon. When fate drags her from the shadows into the heart of political and divine conflict, Etani is stripped of her power, betrayed by courts and gods alike, and forced into leadership she never wanted. Each battle reshapes her. Each choice costs her something she cannot replace. As assassinations give way to crowns, and kingdoms become bargaining chips for gods, Etani must navigate brutal power struggles, shifting alliances, and enemies who would rather break her than kill her. Survival demands sacrifice. Power demands blood. And destiny does not care who it destroys along the way. This is a dark epic fantasy of ruthless survival, morally complex choices, and a female lead who does not seek redemption — only control over the chaos determined to consume her. For readers who enjoy dark fantasy, morally grey protagonists, and stories where power is both weapon and curse, Etani is a completed 12-book saga of transformation, vengeance, and the thin line between predator and prey. Content Warning: This series contains graphic violence, sexual content, torture, murder, cannibalism, domestic and sexual abuse, mental illness (including depression and suicidality), abortion, and miscarriage.

He married her to control her… but she might be the one thing that destroys him. Maria Romanova lost everything in a single act of betrayal—her family, her fortune, her freedom. To salvage what remains of her name, she is forced into a marriage she never chose… to Mikhail Dragunov. Cold. Calculated. Untouchable. The heir to a dynasty built on power and secrets, Mikhail doesn’t love—he controls. And in his world, obedience isn’t expected… it’s enforced. Their marriage is a contract. A cage. A silent war. But Maria refuses to be broken. Behind her silence burns something dangerous—something Mikhail didn’t anticipate. And the more he tries to control her, the more she begins to see the cracks beneath his perfect cruelty. Because there are truths buried deep within the Dragunov empire… truths that trace back to a year no one speaks about. 2006. A year of disappearance. Of betrayal. Of something that should have stayed buried. And somehow… Maria is at the center of it. As obsession replaces indifference and control begins to unravel, Maria must decide— Remain the pawn in Mikhail’s game… or become the one woman capable of destroying him. In a world where loyalty is currency and love is a liability, one wrong move could cost her everything. Even her heart.

A serial killer is terrorizing the city, targeting the wealthy and leaving behind bodies dissolved by sulfuric acid. Fear spreads like wildfire, and no one knows who will be next. But for Sarima, the true horror lurks much closer. Every man her father tries to marry her off to ends up dead. One by one, they disappear, are butchered, or turn up as her stalker's latest victims. And somewhere in the shadows, her stalker is always watching her, silent, possessive, and already killing to keep her for himself. Adopted eight years ago into a powerful family, Sarima once believed she had finally escaped loneliness. Instead, she finds herself trapped in a world of manipulation, obsession, and deadly secrets. Torn between fear and a dangerous attraction she cannot explain, she begins to question everything around her… especially the stranger who seems determined to both protect and destroy her. As the body count rises and the city descends into panic, a horrifying truth shatters what remains of her world: her father is found murdered, his head severed from his body. Now Sarima must uncover who the monster truly is before she becomes the next victim. Because in this deadly game of obsession, love and murder may be one and the same.

On the day Estrella Vale is diagnosed with terminal stomach cancer… she is also betrayed by the man she trusted most. With only months left to live and no money for treatment, desperation pushes her into a corner— until fate hands her a dangerous opportunity. After saving the powerful chairman of Banks Corporation, Estrella is given a choice that could save her life: Marry his grandson. Luciano Banks. A man feared in both business and high society. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. A man they call Lucifer. Forced into the marriage to secure his inheritance, Luciano agrees— but only under strict terms: A 12-month contract. No love. No emotions. No interference. Just a transaction. She gets money. He gets control. It should have been simple. But the moment Estrella steps into his world— everything begins to spiral. Enemies emerge. Secrets surface. And the line between truth and lies starts to blur. Because in a marriage built on deception… one wrong move could cost her everything. Including her heart. Or worse— her life. “Will she survive the marriage… or die before the contract ends?” *** Estrella stood on the rails staring into the night. When she felt a warm body embrace her. Luciano strong smell of cologne, infurated her nose. She tried to stay calm. But she felt his cold palm caressing her naked thigh. She whispered in a rasped voice, "What are you doing? " She looked at the door, to see if anyone is coming. Dissatisfied by her distraction, he pinched her thigh. " Focus," He said in an husk voice. The pain stung deep. "Stop it," She said pushing his palm away. "You don't like it?" He asked. Estrella nodded trying to stiffen a moan. "Then why are you dripping, " he whispered. His hands guiding hers to her panties. Gosh, it was really wet. New chapters are updated regularly. If you're enjoying the story, don’t forget to drop a comment, vote, or add it to your library—it really keeps the story going!