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**Undergoing Reconstruction** “Why didn’t you tell me?” “Tell you what, Richard? What would you have done?” “I don’t know. Apologized sooner? Bought you a burger to make up for it?” Her eyes lit up with fire, “You think what you did to me… you think a burger can make up for it?” her eyes twinkled like she was fighting tears. Did I hurt her that badly? I was just a foolish teenager. “Nita, I am sorry. I was young, I was stupid. I wish I could take it all back and tell you how I feel instead of being a constant jerk to gain your attention.” “How did you feel that would justify what you did to me?” I paused for a minute, finding the words. “I had a huge crush on you at the time. And I didn’t know how to express myself. I was full of myself, I was the school’s ladies' man and the one girl I had eyes for didn’t even care if I existed,”  “And that justified what you did to me? Richard, you broke me. I can forgive you for ‘accidentally’ spilling your ice cream on me, or throwing my due assignment in the toilet, or the gum in my hair, or the glue in my chair but tell me how can I forgive you for what you did that night? Tell me!” “What night? Nita, what are you talking about?” “Remember when you asked me if I knew who sexually assaulted me?” I nodded, but what does that have to do with anything?  The more we spoke, the more confused I became. “You did and I cannot believe that you would stand there and pretend like it didn’t happen!” Nita has spent years trying to forget the torment she endured at the hands of Richard. When her family’s financial ruin forces her into an arranged marriage, she is horrified to find out the groom himself was her bully. Richard, a charming and successful businessman meets the first woman to be repulsed by him. Intrigued, he proposes a deal of a one year marriage of convenience. Navigating life as a couple, old wounds reopen, buried memories surface. As Richard learns more about his wife, he finds that he has enemies that followed him from his past to continuously cloud his wife’s judgement. Will Nita believe the truth and bury old wounds or will the pain of the past prove too strong to heal?

She was a bride on her wedding day. By morning, she was a slave in chains. Aurelia’s world ends the moment it should’ve begun. Her wedding dress still clings to her skin when demons slaughter her husband and drag her from everything she’s ever loved. Sold at auction like cattle, her worth is measured in gold—not screams. And her buyer? He is Tenebrarum Mortifer—the demon whose name turns kings to ash. Cold. Cruel. Untouchable. He didn’t buy her for love. He bought her to break her. But Aurelia does not shatter. Her grief becomes fire. Her hatred, a blade. And the more she resists, the more the monster who owns her begins to unravel. What began as torment twists into something far more dangerous. She was meant to be his plaything. Now, she’s the one breaking him. --- In a kingdom ruled by demons, where broken girls burn brighter than magic—can a soul forged in grief ignite a love even hell can’t destroy? Add to your library, dive into the pages, and prepare to embrace the captivating world of Aurelia. A Small Announcement, My Dear Readers I know many of you have been following this story and waiting for more, and I cannot thank you enough for the love you’ve shown me so far. Unfortunately, due to Webnovel’s rules, I cannot continue publishing under the same submission. But don’t worry—this is not the end. The story you love is simply being reborn under a new title and new cover. Think of it as Aurelia herself—forced to shed her past but stepping forward with even greater strength. The new title will be: Bride of the Demon Prince It is still our story: Aurelia, Julius, Kaelen, the palace shadows, the forbidden love, the dangerous obsession… everything continues exactly as before. Only the name has changed. If you’ve ever loved someone silently—like Fira loved Julius—you know how fragile and precious devotion can be. That same devotion is what I feel for this story, and I won’t let it die here. This book will be deleted soon... Please follow me to the new book, so we can continue this journey together. Your support means more than you’ll ever know. With love and gratitude. M.F

[MATURE CONTENT] SEXUALLY EXPLICIT CONTENT. Eighteen years ago, blood stained the halls of the Full Moon Gala. The Vampires came slaughtering nearly every wolf shifter at the gala, including the visiting royal family. Blood drenched the earth, and when the carnage ended. Prince Ambrose, soaked in the screams of his people, he rose from the ashes with a single vow: Blood for blood. Eighteen years later, Ambrose is now Alpha King, ruthless, unyielding, and revered by his pack. But his thirst for vengeance never dulled. His target? Princess Odette. Odette isn’t a delicate doll. She’s fire wrapped in silk. Born of power, and unafraid to destroy. Raised by the very monsters that broke him. Ambrose wants to break her. But this princess doesn't break easily. Captured. Kidnapped. Claimed. The girl he wanted to destroy becomes the woman he can’t stop watching. Touching. Needing. Their bond is dangerous. Twisted. Forbidden. Can love be born of vengeance? What if a terrifying and dangerous threat rises from the shadows? Can a millennia long blood feud be overcome or will they destroy themselves before the enemy even has a chance? Ex: “I missed how you talked back. I can smell the fire burning inside you. Your arousal. It’s strong. Now be a good girl and lie still.” He requested with what sounded like a polite tone but was really just a cover for his sick twisted thrill. “You don’t smell shit from me.” I was getting angry. I know he probably has armed my collar again or I’d throw him across the room and untie myself, give him a piece of my mind. But another part of me. Some twisted sick masochist piece of me wanted to find out how the game was played. He quickly closed the distance between us, reaching to tie the blindfold over me. The minute my vision darkened alarms rang in my head. Every sense was heightened. It was intense and overpowering. “Ever been touched here, by man?” I shook my heads no. He lifted his hand from my skin, and that’s when I realized I’d been holding my breath. He moved to my stomach. “How about here?” I shook my head no. he was driving me crazy, my skin was screaming for more, despite my better judgement, I also wanted more. His warm gentle touch sent a ripple of heat rolling down my back. I desperately wanted to know what yes would mean. My heart was thundering. The pit in my stomach became and ache between my legs. And then hot, soft lips crashed into mine, stealing my breath, it was anything but gentle. It was violent, all consuming, and possessive. Something twisted in me, I opened my mouth like a weak idiot and let him in. Let his tongue explore my mouth. I gave in completely surrendering to him. “You taste far better than I expected.” He sounded almost as breathless as me. I could hear his heart pounding just like mine. He touched my neck next. I nodded yes. Not just because it was true, but because I wanted it. I shouldn’t want it, but I did. Desperately. I wanted to feel the touch of his lips again. And my wish was granted. He bit into my neck softly first and started sucking and kissing on me. A moan escaped me, one I didn’t see coming. The bite at first hurt, but the sucking on my neck eased the pain, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. ***Authors Note: I am not quitting the book, updates our sporadic as I settle in to my new home, check comments in new chapters for updated pictures of our new safe home!***

“You want me back now, Ethan?” I laughed softly, though it sounded nothing like joy. “After your pack chained me, called me a spy, and nearly executed me? After you marked me by deceit, caged me, treated me like a slave, made me believe I was nothing—and after you almost killed me for your sacrifice?” My voice broke for a heartbeat before hardening again. “I gave you everything, Ethan—my loyalty, my trust, my heart—and what did I get in return? A dagger through it.” His eyes glistened, his voice cracking. “Soraya, please… let me make it right.” The wind shifted. The Moon’s light brushed my face like a cold touch, painting silver over the tears I refused to let fall—its glow crowning me in quiet defiance. “You can’t fix what you destroyed,” I said, my voice steady now, sharp as the edge of a blade. “You wanted to own me, Ethan. But the tide has turned.” I stepped closer, and the earth seemed to tremble beneath my bare feet. The air thickened, my power humming through it like a storm waiting to break. “I belong to no one,” I whispered— and the night bowed to my voice. Silver flames erupted, curling and dancing across my skin like living fire. It wasn’t pain—it was power, pure and ancient, claiming me as its vessel. My eyes burned with silver light, bright enough to cut through the darkness. Ethan stumbled back, his breath hitching as the weight of my power pressed against him. Slowly, his head lowered—not out of command, but from something deeper. Reverence. Guilt. Surrender. The Alpha bowed to the force he could no longer control—to the woman he could never again break. --- Once, Soraya believed in love. Once, she thought Ethan Vander—billionaire CEO and cursed heir of the Silverfang Pack—was her destiny. But love became a cage, and destiny became a curse. Ethan was born with a curse: any wolf who bonded with him was doomed to die. Yet his father, desperate to end the curse, demanded a sacrifice—his mate’s life in exchange for the curse. The blade was already chosen. Soraya had already been marked. On the night of their bonding, fate revealed its cruel truth. The Moon priestess exposed Soraya’s hidden blood—she was wolf-born, the Alpha’s daughter of Blackwood, the pack that once hunted her from birth for carrying the mark of the moon which they called a curse,and also a rival pack to Silverfang. Branded a spy, she was claimed as Ethan’s prisoner… and there, she discovered the final cruelty: She was carrying his child. But when the Moon finally answered her call, Soraya awakened. Her power rose like silver flame, divine, ancient and unstoppable. The gift once called a curse became her crown. Now, both Blackwood and Silverfang want her—one to tame her, the other to claim her. But Soraya belongs to no one. And neither Silverfang nor Blackwood was ready for what Soraya became. --- Soraya’s journey is not just one of survival, but of awakening—of a woman who refuses to be broken, of a wolf who will not be caged. This is a story of betrayal and curses, but also of love, sacrifice, and the fire of a mother who will protect her child at any cost. --- Reader’s Note: This book contains mature themes, including intense romance and occasional erotic scenes. Reader discretion is advised. If you’re ready to step into a world of forbidden love, blood oaths, and a heroine who will rise from exile to shake the foundations of two rival packs—then welcome to Alpha’s Daughter.

"She's the enemy I can't kill and the mate I can't release." Seraphina was cursed from birth and hated for her father’s sins. She was never meant to survive—let alone have a mate. But on the night of her eighteenth birthday, she meets him. The Alpha who led the rebellion that destroyed her family and killed her father. Now, he is her mate. He says he hates her, yet marries her by force. He swears he despises her, but his touch claims her like she already belongs to him. So, how do you escape someone who never wanted you but refuses to let you go?

"Shhhh," he cut me off, his palms spreading on the revealed skin of my abdomen. His index fingers made their way into the waistband of my sweatpants as he pressed his front closer to my behind. "Don't shush m-" I tried to argue. "I said so," he stated, his tone going deeper as his hand went lower, this time to the waistband of my panties. I couldn't control my breathing anymore, more so as his teeth lightly grazed my neck. "So you better obey." ^^^^^^^ They say "A night in Vegas can change your life." Rachel didn't think this saying would apply to her. Well that was until she opened the door of her hotel room after a crazy night out. As a marriage certificate is shoved in her face, she notices a glistening diamond on her ring finger. The piece of paper turns out to be legit as stated by the lawyer who presented it. What's more shocking is that her said husband is Lorenzo Caden Peters, one of the best actors in the world and soon to be CEO of the biggest textile company around the globe. How would their life turn out?

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?

A woman is dragged into another world with a cruel system that forces her to walk a fate she never chose. In this new world filled with only beastman and unexpected dangers, the system keeps pushing her to complete absurd missions that even threaten her life. Even forces her to have harem in this world??! With an ordinary human body, no special power, and nowhere to run… can she survive in a world that demands everything from her? Or will the system decide her ending for her?

In a world where emotions are power, the Academy of Velanor trains the last wielders of the shattered Cores: Fear. Rage. Grief. Desire. Hope. Each Core binds to a human life. Each power is dangerous. When Serra’s Core ignites without warning, she’s dragged into Velanor, a place that feels like sanctuary and prison all at once. The Academy hides too many secrets, and Serra soon learns she might be one of them. Then she meets Aren. A boy marked by a forbidden past. His magic is unstable. His temper is worse. And when their powers collide, something ancient awakens, a myth powerful enough to break the world a second time. New Chapters Every Day! Add to Library to stay updated!

This is a slow-burn romance fantasy novel . In a land divided by elements and ruled by powerful lords blessed by ancient gods-Ignarion, god of fire. Vireon -god of storms. Caelion- god of wind. Neryth-god of ice and water. And Thalor, god of earth. Every alliance forged and every oath sworn carries the weight of divine power... and ancient prophecy. Born of fire, Aurelia Flameborne was once the beloved daughter of Emberhold, destined for greatness and betrothed to Neris Winterbourne, the cold and noble Lord of Winter. But after the devastating War of Ashmere, a tragic curse left her scarred, hidden away, forgotten, and scorned by her own blood. When whispers from the North threaten to end her engagement, Aurelia’s heart shatters. But before her world crumbles completely, a storm rises. Valerian Stormborne, the ambitious and enigmatic Lord of valkoron, steps forward to claim her. Now bound to a tempest, Aurelia finds herself caught in a whirlwind of betrayal, political games, and the unexpected warmth of love from her tempestuous husband… and her little Vaelric. But beneath the surface of mortal schemes, the gods begin to stir. Buried deep in the ashes of Caelmont lies an ancient prophecy: A child blessed by all five gods, born of powers that should never mix, will either unite the fractured realms… or bring about their ruin. Now, every Lord wants that child. Every kingdom seeks to control fate. But the gods? They have plans of their own.

When doom strikes, destruction follows. When pain arrives, it feels like a rushing wind. But can her suffering ever cease? The butterfly, once free, is now a caged bird, an abandoned princess. 'I am your doom,' he said, his voice cold. 'Your darkness, your nightmare.' 'What do you mean?' she stuttered, her voice trembling. 'Princess, do you expect me to care for you just because we're spending our first night together for the first time?' he sneered. 'But mark my words,you are mine,' he declared, his blue eyes gleaming with authority. 'I brought you from hell, so you belong to me.' Acia gazed up at him, her heart racing. 'You promise I'm trapped in your web, with no escape?' ***** After her parents' death, Acia was dragged to the farthest corner of the castle by her wicked uncle, who seized the kingdom. He desires to utilize her blood for his dark magic, but only until she turns eighteen. But what happens when the devilish prince chooses Acia as his bride, and the werewolf prince discovers she's his long-lost mate? In a kingdom torn apart by social discrimination and power struggles, can innocent Acia survive?" The king of werewolves desires her as his partner, but the moon goddess is toying with him. Although she bears a striking resemblance to his lost mate, the emotional bond and connection are absent. The immortal prince, who is akin to the devil, is determined to have her. Can she survive both dangerous men?

Two of the country’s most formidable CEOs—Xavier Blackwell, icy-eyed tech prodigy, and Damien Lockwood, ruthless corporate titan—have shared nothing but cold rivalry, the kind sharpened in silence, strategy, and disdain. Until one catastrophic night shatters the walls between them. Will a single scandal bind them together… or tear everything apart?

Eighteen years old Serena Rosewood lived a quiet life in a village famous for it's flowers, until one forbidden night destroy everything. Sneaking out to celebrate her birthday was harmless to her....until masked men bathed the streets in blood. Her three best friends are gunned down right in front of her. Her parents are murdered trying to protect her. And Serena is dragged into a darkness she never knew existed. A world ruled by rituals, underground empires, and curses older than dynasties. In that world, fate has already chosen her. Because Serena isn't just a random target, she is the daughter of one of the most feared conglomerate lords in the underworld, a bloodline powerful enough to shake nations. And someone wants her erased. At the center of it all stands Zavian Blackwood. The ruthless heir raised through manipulation, torture and lies. Am imposter groomed to take another man's throne. A weapon forged by corrupt parents who stole him as a child...and his the real heir to keep their empire. Zavian was sent to retrieve a girl for the ritual that would secure his place as future leader, but the moment Serena bumps into him at the festival, something inside him shifts. Something dangerous and humane. When Serena's blood awakens a secret his parents have buried for eighteen years, Zavian must choose. SERVE THE MONSTERS WHO RAISED HIM...OR PROTECT THE GIRL WHO COULD DESTROY THEM ALL. Thrown together by fate, haunted by powerful enemies, Serena and zavian are forced into a world of secrets, brutal betrayals, and impossible choices. He needs her to rewrite his destiny, she needs him to survive. But in a world built on blood... Even love is deadly.

Ember Darkthorn, exiled from the only home she's ever known in the Mystral Pack, finds herself lost and alone. In her darkest moment, she crosses paths with Nate, a stranger who becomes an unexpected and indispensable friend. Together, they embark on a journey to Moonsand City, the prestigious domain of the Alpha Prime, leader of all werewolves. Before they can reach the safety of the city, they are ambushed by rogue vampires, the Alpha Prime arrives to their rescue. Ember is stunned to discover that he is not only the powerful leader of their kind but also her true mate? [Side couple is M/M. Yaoi] [Two chapters everyday.] [Please comment or review.]

All she wanted was to save her brother. And all he wanted was a child. He bought her, bound to a contract to give him a child and disappear from his life afterwards, but what hit her like a storm was love... falling for the masked monster who bought her body. Andrew Sterling hated greedy women, and every woman he'd contracted to bear his child, heir to the Sterling Enterprises, had been just that. When Anne, his third contracted surrogate, showed up, he saw her as the very same type of woman until she peeled open his stone-cold heart. What ties them next isn't just a baby contract, but an unexpected marriage formulated by Andrew's grandfather. But a man who has always despised marriage will never be tied down, not even by his contracted surrogate, because the minute she gave him the child he needed, he would send her out of his life. But when the tables turn on him... He says to her, "With a husband as rich as me, right now you're the wealthiest woman alive." "We're only married till I give birth," she retorted. He frowns at that, feeling internally displeased. "It doesn't matter how long we're married for. From now on, everything I own is yours. If you want heaven and earth, I'll buy it for you. My wife will never be found lacking a single fucking thing." She stared at him in disbelief. When did he start feeling something for her? He couldn't remember.

"To flee one monster she gave herself to another " “Little fish, where do you think you’re going to?” Damien’s tone was mocking, his eyes glinting with cruel amusement. “You know going back there means going back to him. Or perhaps…” his lips curved, “are you interested in incest?” Bella’s cheeks burned red with shame and anger. “I’m just worried about my mother,” she said quickly. “Oh, don’t worry.” Damien’s smile turned sinful. “Why don’t we make another deal? This time, I want more than your blood.” Bella’s chest tightened. She knew whatever deal he offered would leave her cheated—just like before, when he’d promised to help her escape Marcus in exchange for her blood, while secretly asking her father to gift her to him. “What do you want?” she asked, her voice doubtful. “Seems like my little goldfish is getting clever,” Damien drawled. “But it’s not like you have much of a choice.” “At least this time I’ll know what I’m getting into,” Bella reasoned, though her voice trembled. He moved closer, his presence swallowing the space between them. His head dipped low, as if to murmur a secret, his lips dangerously close to hers. “I want your body,” Damien whispered, voice like velvet over steel. “And your soul—in full. Bella, the daughter of a king and his captured mermaid concubine, has never been treated as a true princess. Shunned and unloved, her world shatters when she discovers her stepbrother’s dangerous obsession—one she cannot understand and cannot escape. Fleeing from his twisted desire, Bella’s path collides with a fate far darker. The cruel yet mesmerizing Vampire King, Damien Althour Valemont, is drawn to her beauty and her rare mermaid blood. He wants her, body and soul, and nothing will stand in his way. Caught between the brother she fears and the vampire king who threatens to consume her, Bella must choose which cage she will step into—only to find out that love and ruin may be one and the same.

His lips hovered near her ear, his voice a dark whisper against her skin. "You may fear me, little bride, but I will teach your body to crave me… to need me, until I am all you ever want." --- Belle was never meant to be the bride. But when her parents cried to her about how her beautiful sister could not be married to such a man, she was forced to take her sister’s place. To prevent war between the two worlds of humans and vampires, the kings decided to sign a peace treaty with a marriage, but the only man they could offer for this marriage was a vampire said to be mad and completely heartless. When they said heartless, they meant really heartless, but Belle, being a naive girl her whole life, had no idea what she was stepping into by agreeing to this marriage. At first, he appeared innocent, a man completely opposite to all the rumors around him, until she slowly began to realize every single thing said about the mad vampire was true, or perhaps even worse! He was a man who walked in the path of darkness. He knew no light and showed no mercy, even to those who were not his enemies. He had no heart to love, no emotions but dark ones to feel for anything or anyone. But all of a sudden, when he set his eyes on her, he decided he wanted to keep her, and Belle's naive world began to take a different turn because the mad vampire was hellbent on tainting her innocent soul. Expect "Now, can we forget this happened and enjoy the night?" He arched an amused brow at her, making Belle's heart drop to her stomach as she recalled the so-called wedding night. She hurriedly pulled away from him, her face flaming with embarrassment. From everything she had heard about this night, she was not ready to experience it with this man. The women whispering about it in Mr. Marchant's shop had said one would hate their husband's presence after it and be disgusted by the act. It was not an act meant for pleasure for any woman but torture. Now that she realized her husband would do the same with her, she swallowed hard and nervously clutched her dress. "I...I am not feeling well, My Lord, I—" "Rohan," he cut her off with a tone of amusement. "Use my name when you address me, sweetheart. You looked quite energetic when you tried to go after the ring for someone who isn't feeling well, but," he sighed softly, "I've always been a generous man. I won't let you stress yourself tonight." Belle began to sigh in relief and smile in her mind that he wouldn't push her for the wedding night ceremony. She was even about to part her lips and agree that he was indeed generous and even offer him a thank you when he continued to speak, causing the momentary relief to be replaced by dread. "I will pamper you tonight, and you won’t have to lift a hand. I will give you all the pleasure since you are feeling unwell. Take it as the first lesson in my plan to make you forget love and welcome lust." "...!" "Lie on the bed for me, Isa." Belle felt her throat go dry at that strict command. "I...I..." She began but could not find any words to say to make him spare her tonight. What had she got herself into? Belle thought as a pit seemed to form in her stomach, a deep, gnawing dread. "Do you need me to carry you to the bed, or would you rather walk there yourself?" Rohan questioned with dark mirth in his voice and eyes as he watched her like a hawk. He could tell she was nervous, but what to do? She had brought herself into his world. Belle began to walk slowly to the bed at a snail’s pace, as if delaying it would help prevent the dreadful act from happening tonight. She could feel him following closely behind her. When she reached the bed, she used her shaky hands to move the drapes aside and carefully sat at the edge of it, her hands folded nervously on her lap. She felt his piercing gaze on her, but she dared not look up at him. "Lie down," he ordered softly. MATURE CONTENT, NO RAPE!!

One night four years ago changed everything. A ruthless billionaire, an anonymous club dancer, and a consequence that shaped a life. Now a single mother, Aurielle needs a job, and fate (or something darker) lands her an interview with the very man who bought her body for a night. The only problem? He doesn't remember her face, but she's about to become his newest assistant... and she's hiding his son. When her child falls dangerously ill, Kieran offers a contract marriage to save him, but nothing is simple. Secrets surface: her past as a sex worker, the scrutiny of Kieran’s father, and a powerful, jealous rival—her own sister. As Aurielle navigates lies, danger, and forbidden desire, she discovers a shocking truth about her identity: she’s the lost heiress of a powerful family. Every decision could destroy her… or claim her Warning: This story contains a ruthless billionaire, power play, obsession, and intense, heart-stopping tension. Read at your own risk

Elena’s world shatters the night her sister is killed. Left with nothing but grief and a father who sees her as leverage, she is forced into marriage with Adrian Moretti, heir of an Italian mafia empire. To him, she is just a key to power. To her, he is the one who stole her freedom. But as betrayal, secrets, and dangerous desires twist their lives together, the line between hate and something far more dangerous begins to blur. In a world built on blood, vows, and chains, love might be the most lethal trap of all.