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Umay’s Alien Man: The Blurb "In a world where everyone sees them as 'excess,' could they become each other's only meaning?" For Umay—one of Earth's forgotten and unwanted daughters—fate didn't choose a fairy-tale ending. Instead, it chose a frozen exile beneath a violet sky. Packaged like a piece of freight by the Company and "returned" to a Maku village at the farthest edge of the universe, she knew only one thing for certain: she wasn't wanted here, either. Avex, the tribe’s living nightmare—a purple-skinned "monster" whose face is a map of scars—received her as nothing more than a burden. When this outcast warrior threw Umay over his shoulder like a stray kitten and dragged her toward the mountain slopes, he expected nothing but hatred to bloom between them. But behind cold stone walls, both are forced to face the ghosts of their pasts. One is a wounded warrior fleeing his mother's ice-cold silence; the other, a stubborn stranger searching for a place to call her own at the edge of the galaxy. As the biting frost sets in, within a stone house at the foot of Mount Yakshir, a terrifying warrior and his "soft" human will discover something beyond mere survival: what it means to belong to someone in a world that never wanted you. Umay’s Alien Man is an epic tale of survival and belonging—a story of two broken souls, cast aside by destiny, who begin to heal by mending each other's wounds.

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.

Princess Ariana Vranov is the pride of the Kingdom of Ivanova—beloved by her people, blessed with beauty that poets compared to fire and sea. But behind palace walls, her life was far from perfect. Controlled by a manipulative queen mother, surrounded by jealous sisters, and trapped by royal expectations, Ariana’s only freedom was the secret love she shared with the general’s son beneath the quiet moonlight of the riverbank. Then the conqueror arrived. King Alexander II Dracoval—the Dragon King of Draco Kingdom. A ruthless ruler feared across continents, a man who had never lost a war… and never taken a queen. When his army crushes Ivanova, Ariana prepares to watch her kingdom burn. Instead, Alexander makes a shocking declaration. "I will spare this kingdom… if Princess Ariana becomes my Queen." Forced into a marriage with the very man she hates, Ariana swears she will never love him. But Alexander is hiding a dangerous secret. The royal bloodline of Draco are not merely kings. They are dragons. And the moment Alexander saw Ariana,the dragon inside him awakened. Now obsession burns in his veins, fate binds their souls, and a war between love, hatred, and destiny begins. Because in Draco Kingdom… A dragon does not choose his queen. He claims her.

{MATURE} {Dark reverse harem romance. Obsessive love interests, explicit content, dark themes. Trigger warnings inside. 18+ only.} "I can smell your arousal, little mate," Xade growled, his eyes flashing between amber and the wild gold of his wolf. "Do you want us?" Zephyr asked, his crimson eyes slitted as his teeth caught my lower lip in a slow, deliberate pull that drew blood. I shook my head in denial, yet my head tilted on its own, giving room to Azriel. Azriel smiled and buried his nose in my jugular, making me gulp as sparks erupted through my body. "Not now, A Chuisle," he murmured against my throat. *** Charlotte Callahan was never supposed to exist. She was the hidden twin, the cursed one. When her parents needed someone to sacrifice, they chose her and forced her through a portal to a school she knew nothing about in place of a brother they were too willing to save. Morsvalley Academy is a school for the supernatural. The students are dangerous, the hierarchy is brutal, and being human makes her the lowest of them all. Then there are three of them. Xade Lynx King, a werewolf alpha heir she unknowingly rejected in the hallway, not knowing she had just turned down her own mate and he promised to make her regret it. Zephyr Asher Ravencroft, a pureblood vampire prince who cannot accept that the one chosen by his blood is nothing but a human girl. Azriel Lysander Auberon, a fae professor who watches her too closely and refuses to stop following her. In the midst of obsession, hunger, and a pull she cannot fight, students begin to disappear. Secrets rot beneath the academy, and something ancient and dangerous has its eyes on Charlotte specifically. She came here as nobody. She has no idea what's coming for her.

Elysse Ardersen infiltrates Nightwood Mansion as a maid named Estelle Constantia, to kill Hector Nightwood. He is the man who is responsible for her parents’ deaths. But Hector exposes her first and poisons her. Unfortunately, he is the only one who possesses the antidote. To survive, she must take the antidote daily. But every dose has a price, her dignity and her body. Yet this is not only a story of dominance and desire. Because behind Hector’s cruel obsession… lies a reason why he wants her more than anything else in the world.

"Lay on the bed," Athan commanded, his golden eyes glowing with a dark, possessive heat. Celeste obeyed, her silver hair spilling over the dark velvet as he loomed over her. He braced his weight above her, a shadow of power and obsidian wings. "Now," he whispered against her lips. "Spread your legs for me." Everyone calls me a mistake. In the Angel Kingdom, I am the princess without wings. A defect. A shame. So, my father did the only thing a King could do: he sold me. My buyer is Athan, the Half-Devil King. They say he is a monster who drinks the blood of his enemies. They say I won't survive my wedding night. But when Athan looks at me, he doesn't see a defect. He sees a Queen. And when my own father starts a war to destroy us, he’ll learn that his "weak" daughter is actually the most dangerous witch angel the world has ever seen.

Lyra Valen is the fierce and untouchable princess of the Mooncrest Pack. Beautiful, sharp-tongued, and dangerously independent, she has never believed in the idea of fated mates. Love, in her eyes, should be a choice…. not destiny. But fate has other plans. When Lyra collides with a mysterious and powerful Alpha during the Mooncrest Festival, sparks fly… and not the pleasant kind. Arrogant, infuriating, and impossibly dominant, Kael Draven is the last wolf Lyra would ever tolerate. What she doesn’t know is that the moment their eyes met, Kael’s wolf recognized her. Mine. While Kael is certain she is his fated mate, Lyra remains completely unaware of the bond between them. And when the truth is finally revealed on her eighteenth birthday, Kael expects fate to bring her into his arms. Instead, Lyra does the unthinkable. She rejects him. Choosing freedom over destiny, Lyra walks away from the Alpha who claims her soul. But Kael has never been a wolf who accepts defeat. And some bonds… refuse to break. Now the entire werewolf world is watching. Will Lyra continue to fight fate… or will the Alpha who chose her prove that some mates are impossible to escape?

Trapped by an unfair contract, Eva was determined to do whatever it took to end the contract and ensure it ended with her alone, but she never expected to be sent to the enemy as a spy. “Nothing complicated,” they said. “Yeah right.” How was she going to find a man even her so-called ‘boss’ couldn't find? But left no other choice, she set off, following the instructions given to her, searching high and low not knowing the one she sought was right beside her. The man whose presence lit up her day and made butterflies flutter in her stomach even when he didn't mean to. Yes, Eva fell in love. And now? Eva was trapped between dangerous organizations, one has her heart and the other a contract that could ruin everything all over again *** Excerpt: “You hate me now, don't you?” Eva said as she pulled on the jacket, trying to cover as much of herself as possible. Trying to suppress the emotions that threatened to shatter her to pieces. Her eyes darted towards the man who had his back to her. He couldn't even bring himself to look at her. She thought, biting her lip. “I understand if you don't want to have anything to do with me anymore. I promise to disappear from your sight. You'll never see me again…” “Eva…” his voice sliced through the dark room that was barely illuminated by the moonlight, cutting her mid sentence. Her breath hitched at the edginess his tone carried. Eva held her breath when he turned, his broad back slowly shifting until he stood facing her. She almost couldn't look him in the eyes, afraid of what she would see. Those steely grey orbs that always seem to stare into her soul were even more unreadable now. “Come here, Eva,” his tone suddenly changed, losing its sharp edge. “What?” When she took longer processing his words, he took a step towards her while she instinctively took a step back. Seeing that, he stopped and held her gaze. “Come here, Eva,” he repeated, his voice becoming firmer, an order she was compelled to obey. With both hands clutching tightly to the oversized jackets, she took slow and staggering steps towards him. Her heels clicking on the tiled floor with each step and the silence of the room amplifying them. She felt bare under his intense gaze but she couldn't stop her legs from moving towards him. She knew he could be frightening, but this was the first time she had ever faced this side of him. Yet, her legs still moved, obeying his command. “I… I promise… I won't…” “Keep moving, Eva,” he ordered again when her steps slowed down as she started talking. Eva gulped but did as he ordered until she was standing a three foot distance from him. Unable to hold his gaze, she stared down at her feet. The red straps of her heels now an eyesore but she would rather look at them than at his eyes. Or face. “In your eyes, am I that shallow, Eva?” He asked, his tone calm and calculated. Eva snapped her head up as soon as those unexpected words left his lips.

[MATURE CONTENT|R18|DARK ROMANCE] She came to him as a peace offering but became something more. Seraphine was ordinary in every way possible— until the night she wasn't. Handed to the most powerful vampire in the land by the people who were supposed to protect her, she arrives at his castle with nothing but a silk gown and a heart full of terror. Lord Caelan Drave has lived a thousand years without being moved by anything. Then she walked through his doors, trembling and trying so hard not to show it — and something in him went terribly, irreversibly still. This was never supposed to be a love story. But the heart is reckless, and the night is long, and some things are simply inevitable.

Arnav Singh Raizada built empires, crushed competitors, and never let anything slip past his control. Until one ordinary afternoon, when a quiet, stubborn girl walked into his world—and something inside him snapped into focus. Khushi Kumari Gupta is not looking for danger. She only wants a stable job, a predictable life, and enough distance from the chaos she grew up in. But the moment she crosses paths with the man who owns half of Delhi, her life tilts off its axis. What begins as curiosity turns into fixation. Arnav’s rules start breaking one by one. He wants her near. He wants her dependent. And when wanting is not enough—he buys the company she works for just to pull her into his world. Khushi tries to resist the magnetic pull between them, but she is drawn deeper into his intensity. His protectiveness feels dangerous. His coldness feels addictive. And his eyes tell her one truth—he is not letting her go. Somewhere between fear and desire, she falls first. She falls harder. But love changes hunters too. The man who never bent for anyone now finds himself bending for her—obsessing, unraveling, and becoming the one who risks losing everything. In this dark-soft romance, two fates collide. Possession turns into devotion. A predator discovers weakness. And a woman who should have run becomes the only one capable of destroying him… or saving him. When the lines between love and obsession blur, who becomes the real hunter—and who becomes the hunted?

“Adrian,” Raya whispered, voice trembling. “Choose — her or me.” His eyes darkened. “Why should I choose,” he said softly, stepping closer, “when I can have you both?” Her breath caught. “You’re insane,” she whispered. He brushed a thumb over her lips. “No,” he murmured, “i'm yours as you're mine. Whether you want it or not.” ~~~ To save her father, Raya agrees to become the fiancée of a man who could destroy her. She thought she was walking into a simple contract. But when she steps into Adrian Blake’s world, she steps into a maze of power, obsession, and dangerous secrets. Adrian never loved Seraphina, the woman he was supposed to marry. He only needed her family’s influence to seize the Blake empire. But when Seraphina vanishes… Raya becomes the perfect replacement. She’s stubborn, penniless, and nothing like Seraphina. Except for one disturbing detail She looks exactly like her. His terms are everything she should refuse: • Pretend to be his fiancée. • Pay off her father’s impossible debt. • Leave when he says so. Simple. Until she realizes the man behind the cold mask isn’t simple at all. The more she falls for him, the more dangerous he becomes. Because Adrian Blake doesn’t want love. He wants control. And now, he wants her. When the truth about Seraphina begins to unravel, Raya must choose: Run before she’s swallowed by Adrian’s darkness… or stay and risk losing her heart, and her identity, to the man who already owns her.

[Warning: Mature content R - 18+) "You want us Master?” Ryker murmured, his voice low and dangerous as he stepped closer. Azrael’s fingers trailed fire up my exposed thighs, slow and deliberate. I exhaled sharply, my cheeks burning under their combined heat. Veyra’s lips brushed teasing kisses along the edges of mine, soft yet claiming. I arched instinctively as Thyrian’s hand slid to my nape, his mouth pressing gentle, reverent bites that sent shivers racing down my spine. “Who’s your favorite?” they demanded in unison, voices thick with hunger. I moaned softly, words trembling out: “I love all of you.” ****************** I walked in on my fiancée fucking my stepsister. I demanded answers, but instead was met by a blade to the heart. Death should have been the end. Instead, I woke up trapped inside the novel I’d devoured, reincarnated as the villainess doomed to die at the hands of her four ruthless male consorts. Ryker (fox). Azrael (Demon). Veyra (succubus). Thyrian (Merman). Powerful. Possessive. Lethal. Each one helped orchestrate her execution in the original story. Now the rules are clear if I want to survive this twisted world: Make my consorts fall desperately in love with me. Never draw the attention of the untouchable female lead. But stealing their hearts means claiming everything that was hers power, devotion, desire. She’s divine, adored, invincible. I’m hunted, despised, clinging to the lowest rank. Every touch ignites obsession. Every kiss hides a threat. Every whispered “mine” could be my salvation… or my undoing. Can a villainess rewrite her fate and keep four dangerous men wrapped around her finger? Or will their love consume me before I even survive the first season? == Strictly reverse harem, so Female lead gets all of them

{MATURE. DARK ROMANCE, MAFIA, YOU KNOW WHAT TO EXPECT IN MAFIA! BLOOD, GORE, ASSUALT. THE ROMANCE ISN'T DARK BUT THE THEME IS DARK. BE WARNED!} His hand pressed flat against the door before I could pull it open, and the warmth of him at my back made every nerve in my body go completely still. "You are the mother of my child and you belong to me," he murmured against my ear, his voice so quiet that made me shiver, "and every breath you take on this island exists because I allow it." His hand moved from the door to my jaw, tilting my face up toward his with a gentleness that made me gulp. "So tell me, my beautiful wife — where exactly do you think you're going?" I had no answer and a knowing smile pulled on his lips. *** Elsie Miller’s simple life unravels the moment she discovers she is pregnant with no memory of how it happened. In a small town where reputation is worth more than truth, her parents choose to erase the scandal the only way they know how—by selling her to a man old enough to be her grandfather to settle a crushing debt she never knew they had. She had accepted her fate and was ready to endure the wedding, but before the vows could be spoken, the church doors burst open and Salvatore Vitale—the most feared Mafia Lord in the underworld, known only as The Saint—strode in, put a bullet in her groom’s head without breaking his stride, and told the priest to continue the ceremony. Then his dark eyes found hers across the blood-soaked aisle, and he spoke the words that rewrote her entire future. "I’ve been searching for you. Mother of my child." Taken to Salvatore’s private island, Elsie is thrust into a brutal empire built on blood oaths and ruthless power. To his enemies, The Saint is a whispered legend. To his empire, he is untouchable. But to Elsie, he is the stranger tied to a night she cannot remember, the father of her unborn child, and the dangerously possessive man who has claimed her as his own. Surrounded by those who see her as unworthy and a discarded fiancée who will stop at nothing to reclaim what she believes is rightfully hers, Elsie quickly learns that mercy does not exist in Salvatore’s world. Power is law, loyalty is enforced, and weakness is hunted without hesitation. force marriage Possessive mmc Captivity Pregnancy

She was called a slut by the world, trapped in a place she never chose. Untouched. Hidden. Sold for a price no one could afford. Until one night, a ruthless mafia king paid millions for her. But instead of breaking her, he became obsessed with the innocence she tried to hide. In a world of darkness, will she escape him… or fall into something even more dangerous?

A ruthless future king. A fearless girl with nothing to lose. A marriage neither of them wanted. Kaelion needs a wife to keep his throne. Elara needs a future she can finally call her own. The contract was supposed to be simple. No love. No feelings. No complications. But when betrayal, obsession, and hidden enemies close in, they’ll have to decide… Was this marriage just a deal… Or was it destiny all along?

Warning: Contains sexual content. I opened my mouth to scream, to beg, but my voice came out as a desperate rasp: "Please... don't leave me like this... finish it..." In that moment, while my body was burning with anticipation, I felt something entirely different. It wasn't the touch of his fingers this time, but a piercing cold that shocked my heated skin at my neck. It was a piece of ice, held skillfully between his lips, trailing with agonizing slowness down toward my chest. The contrast was terrifying and maddeningly arousing; the freezing ice making my pores constrict, followed immediately by the heat of his warm lips chasing the trail of the melt. I could hear the wet friction of his fingers inside my pussy and the sound of him suckling my breast. I felt as though my body was no longer mine; I was merely a mass of ignited nerves at his mercy, starving for him to end this torture and fill me completely with his entire being. But this time he drew closer until his scorching breath hit my ear, and he whispered in a hoarse voice dripping with lust: "Do you want me to put my dick inside you?" I didn't hesitate for a second; my body was screaming for it. "Yes... I want it." I felt the hot head of his dick touch the opening of my pussy. He began to tease it, sliding up and down, gliding easily due to the heavy wetness that drenched me. ----------- In just one night, everything changed. I gave myself to a mysterious stranger, A man whose face I have never seen but whose touch I could never forget. Now, I am pregnant, and the scandal threatens to destroy my family’s reputation in our small town. To cover the "shame," my family rushed to marry me off to a depraved old man. But on my wedding day, the church doors didn't just open they were shattered. A cold-blooded killer stormed the ceremony and put a bullet through my groom’s head before he could even touch me. I was kidnapped and whisked away to a private, fortress-like island where I finally met my captor. It turns out, the "stranger" from that fateful night wasn't just anyone. He is one of the most dangerous men in the underworld the Mafia Devil. And he has come to claim the only thing he values more than power: His unborn heir. "You belong to me now," he whispered against my skin. "And no one dead or alive will ever take what is mine." ----------------- #MafiaRomance #DarkRomance #SecretBaby #PossessiveLead #Kidnapping

“I will not be marked.” Neo said. “I have zero plans of being anyone’s omega. If you think you can sync with me and unlock your full potential or anything like that, you’re wrong.” “You really believe you can survive without a sync bond, don’t you?” Armin sneered. “Mars isn’t the same as you left it. You can’t even be a proper hunter without abilities or a license. And you can’t achieve either of those things without us. Without me.” “I don’t need the power of a sync bond to achieve anything. I’ll get my license and my powers without your intervention.” Neo bit out with confidence. “If you’re able to get your license or your powers back or even both in two years, I vow not to mark you or even call myself your sync partner.” Armin said, dead serious. “I can’t wait to have one less sync partner then.” *** Neo was betrayed and left to die in the most important mission of his life. When he opened his eyes again, it was ten years later and the world had moved on without him. He, the strongest hunter on Mars, wasn’t a hunter anymore and didn’t have any powers. He now has to build himself up from scratch but his sync partners, whom he didn’t even know existed before, are dead set on pulling him down and seeing him fail. On top of this, without his protection, Mars has become something else and is no longer the home he used to know. Neo, valuing law and order over everything, will not allow any kind of foul play around him. Which leads to him making more enemies than friends in his returned state. And his partners for life seem to be among those enemies.

"Let me go!" I screamed, pounding his chest and trying to get out of his arms. His embrace is the last place I want to be, no matter how warm it feels against the chill, rainy night. "Lyra, calm down!" He commands, his tone authoritative, while he tries to gather my flying limbs. If he thinks barking orders like he is in the military is going to calm me, then he doesn't know the crazy woman he is dealing with. I continued to scream like I was being molested while demanding that he let me go. Words I mixed with 'I hate you.' As if he understands that only a drastic move would calm the situation down, he leans down and kisses me. There is no one Lyra hates more than Ryan Blackwell, a man she believes destroyed her life several years ago. So why then does her heart flutter like a hummingbird when he is near, and her body tremble at his touch? They say only a thin line separates love and hatred, and Lyra is about to find out how true these words are. Is Ryan truly the one who ruined her life, or has Lyra been wrong all this time?

[Obsessive ML, Indulgent, Forbidden Historical Romance] Read this if you crave a forbidden affair between two nobles. On the night meant to seal her fate in silk and candlelight, Caelith Emberlyn discovers her new husband cheating on her with her own cousin. Before the humiliation can swallow her whole, another man steps out of the shadows—dangerous, powerful, and far more terrifying than heartbreak. He is the feared Commander of the Shadow Imperial Guard, a man whose name alone stills the court and stains the capital with silenced dread. Where others see a cold enforcer of the throne, he sees only her—wronged, furious, and far stronger than she appears. And he offers her a choice. Stay. What her husband failed to give—loyalty, devotion, power—he vows to place in her hands in his stead. But this is no gentle rescue. Their alliance begins in secrets and smolders in the dark, a forbidden affair that could shatter reputations and topple dynasties. He is ruthless in war and relentless in love, determined to claim not only her presence at his side but the guarded heart she refuses to yield. Meanwhile, her repentant husband returns with soft words and tender promises, swearing to cherish her forever. Yet regret comes too late in a world where power is currency and affection is a battlefield. Caught between a contrite prince of light and a possessive shadow king who would burn the world to keep her, she must decide: Will she return to the safety of a love that broke her… Or step into the fire of a devotion fierce enough to consume them both?