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I caught my mate in bed with my twin sister on my twenty-first birthday. Selene thought tonight would be perfect—the night Caleb would finally announce their mating bond to the entire Crescent Pack. Instead, she found him tangled with Lila, her own sister, and their betrayal shattered everything. But the nightmare had only begun. Accused of treason she didn't commit, shot with silver, and left for dead, Selene did the unthinkable—she crossed into forbidden Nightshade territory. The land of her pack's most feared enemy. Alpha Damon Salvatore is ruthless, cold, and haunted by his own demons. He should have executed the Crescent wolf bleeding on his land. Instead, something stopped him. Something he couldn't explain. Until the bond snapped into place. The heavens paired him with the daughter of his enemies. Now Selene is trapped between two impossible choices: trust the mate who betrayed her, or accept the bond with an Alpha who should be her enemy. But someone wants her dead, and they won't stop until they destroy everyone she cares about. Poison. Conspiracy. Forbidden love. As bodies pile up and secrets unravel, Selene must find the strength to fight back—before the bond between her and Damon becomes the deadliest weapon of all. In a world where loyalty means everything and trust means nothing, can love survive between enemies?

In the quiet coastal town of Whitby, safety begins not with passion—but with firelight. Willow Smith, a guarded gothic chef-in-training from a working-class Japanese-British family, has spent her life learning how to survive raised voices and broken trust. Michael Jensen, a world-class chef carrying the invisible scars of wealth, neglect, and childhood abuse, arrives at her kitchen like a man who has mastered control but never known gentleness. Their connection does not explode into love. It settles. Through shared shifts, late-night walks along the pier, and the steady tending of a wood-fired oven, they build something rare: a relationship rooted in safety before desire. For Willow, Michael becomes the first man whose voice does not make her flinch. For Michael, Willow becomes the first place where he can rest without performing strength. But safety is fragile. Enter Samantha Shaw—wealthy, composed, and dangerously perceptive. She pulls Michael back into a world of power, manipulation, and inherited expectation. Under her influence, London becomes a place of isolation and addiction, where control disguises itself as care. As Samantha slowly rewrites Michael’s reality, Whitby begins to feel like a distant dream. Then comes the storm. A violent confrontation. A desperate drive through fog. A crash that fractures more than bone. Michael survives—but wakes without memory of the woman who loved him. What follows is not simply a battle for romance, but a battle for identity. As Samantha gaslights him into believing Whitby was a hallucination born of drug use and trauma, Willow refuses to surrender the truth. Because love, she believes, does not live only in memory. It lives in the body. When Michael returns to Whitby by chance, something stirs beneath the blankness. His hands remember heat. His instincts protect. His heart aches without knowing why. In the warmth of Fields of Waves and the quiet resilience of the woman he once chose, fragments begin to surface. Faded Memories is a slow-burning gothic romance about trauma, gaslighting, chosen family, and the radical power of gentleness. It asks a haunting question: If the mind forgets love— can the body still find its way home? And in the end, the answer is not remembering. It is choosing.

The life of the underworld was something Ashley had dreamed of escaping all her life. Born as a bastard from an affair between an underworld kingpin and a prostitute, Ashley was meant to die even before she was born. The only reason she survived was that her father thought she was a boy. From a young age, she understood that if she wanted to survive in this world of violence—on top of her father’s wife and daughter’s schemes—she had to be useful. So, she made herself a promise: one day, she would escape this world. Ashley almost succeeded… until her father found her again and thrust her into a marriage of convenience with his rival, Dominion, in his beloved daughter’s place. Everyone in the underworld knew Dominion. They were cruel, organized, and simply spawns of evil. And the man who stood above that power, Luciano, was said to be downright diabolical. Just their name alone could make anyone tremble. And this organization was where Ashley now had to survive. To make matters worse, the marriage also came with a child — Luciano’s mute heir. Forced to become the wife of one of the most violent and powerful underworld organizations, and the mother of its future leader, Ashley made a vow. “No matter what, I’ll escape this place!” But she would soon realize it wouldn’t be as simple as that. Not when the feared members of Dominion clung to her feet, begging, “Madam, don’t go!” And when the mute stepson finally spoke, “Mommy, if you’re leaving, please take me with you.” Finally, her diabolical, obsessive, and utterly territorial husband said, “I’ve packed our things. Where should we go?”

"If I can just stay under the radar, I might survive the final chapter." Kim Jowoon woke up in a novel world as the illegitimate fourth son of a marquis, Julian Von Astrea, and it looked like every single character hated him. It was a world where everyone looked like a protagonist—shining eyes, tragic backstories, destiny practically dripping off them. Everyone except him. He didn't even get a script. Then the Affection System popped up and crushed his hopes in one clean line of text: every so-called “hero” in the capital had a solid 0% interest in his continued existence. Naturally, Julian did the most reasonable thing possible—he ran. Straight into the safest job he could think of: tutoring the young son of the Empire's most reclusive (and famously cold) Duke. The plan was foolproof. Win over the kid, stay invisible, collect a fat paycheck, and live long enough to die of old age instead of plot relevance. It didn't go smoothly at first. The child barely spoke, the Duke barely appeared, and Julian briefly wondered if he'd chosen the wrong kind of death. But somehow… it worked. The Duke's son slowly warmed up to him. Lessons became warm conversations, and silence turned into trust. And even stranger, the Duke's affection level didn't just rise—it skyrocketed into something Julian absolutely had not planned for. For the first time since transmigrating, he felt safe. Then the Empire started falling apart. A masked criminal began tearing through the capital, and Julian started waking up with missing memories and an unsettling sense of déjà vu. No wounds. No explanations. Just the feeling that something had happened—and that he was better off not remembering it. He had thought he was the one being hunted. But the higher the Duke's affection climbed, the more frequent the blackouts became, and the more a terrifying possibility took shape. He came here to survive the story. Now, he was starting to suspect the Duke wasn't protecting him from the plot at all… He was protecting the plot from him.

Two hundred years ago, a prophecy revealed the coming of the Seventh Bond, a rare, powerful connection that would tie the soul of the Cursed Beast King to his one true mate. King Zarek waited two long centuries for this soulmate, only to discover she is the one thing he despises most. A human. Eliora knows nothing about magic, curses, or ancient prophecies. All she wants is a peaceful life with her parents, until she loses her home and is taken to the immortal king who claims her as his. Zarek is cold, feared, and dangerous, the most powerful king Eldfrost has had. His beast is violent, unpredictable, and fiercely possessive. Eliora fears him. Zarek refuses to let her go. Will she run from the bond or step into the destiny that could unravel everything?

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 want to do it. “   “What!? “I reply in panic as I begin to struggle against his hold, but he tightens his grip around me. I’m afraid of getting caught, but why is a part of me suddenly excited by this? By the way he’s holding…pulling me close… not letting go. Why do I like it even though I know getting caught could be disastrous? “H… hey, please. Not here… I… I … “I begin, but he cuts me off as he moves a leg between mine and begins to press against my bulge. “Your body tells another story… “He says as he runs his tongue over the marks he created on my neck last night and I shiver in his arms. I feel him smirk against my neck, and I curse myself for how easy it is for him to get a reaction out of me. “But… This is a public space… “I struggle to complete my sentence as he begins to massage my bulge with his thigh. “You’re all I care about right now. “He replies as he reaches for and starts undoing my belt, and I reach down to hold onto it in fear. “What are you saying? Your reputation… “I begin, and he finally pulls away from me. “It would be just fine. “He cuts me off, and I gulp. “Are you ashamed of me? “He suddenly questions, and my eyes widen. “Of course not! It’s just… “I begin, but he doesn’t let me finish. “You’re the one who wanted my attention. “ “Not like this! “   “This is how I want to give it. “He replies, and I stare at him with wide eyes. This is bad. If we're caught fucking here, it'll be chaos. and he doesn't seem to mind that. These brothers are insane!! ***** Five Alphas. One innocent Omega. And a heat no one’s ready for. ******* Known as a misfit with a weird feature(Red eyes), his whole life, everything hit rock bottom when his parents disowned and kicked him out of his home for being attracted to men. One accident later, he wakes up in another world, groggy, naked… and on display at a beastmen auction. They called him rare. Valuable. Breedable. Twenty thousand golden bars later, he’s sold... to not one, but five Alpha brothers. All beastmen. All dangerously possessive. Each one hotter...and crazier...than the last. They’re fighting over who gets to breed him first. And Elián? He’s never even kissed anyone before. Alpha Koda, the calmest of the five brothers, promises Elián will be safe. But nothing about this new world feels safe to Elián. Not the way the Alphas look at him. Not the way his body responds to them. And definitely not that word they keep calling him. Omega. Elián is a man. Men aren’t supposed to have babies. But somehow… every Alpha wants to breed him. Because Elián might just be the key to a generation of powerful beastmen. Now, five ruthless brothers are ready to give Elián everything he could ever want... Including unending love... If he’ll let one of them put a baby in him. How will he react to all this? Especially when he has no idea what it feels like to be loved.

“Do not expect a husband, Woman. I have no room in my chest for a heart– only the King’s law.” I flinched, my eyes filling with fresh tears at the cruelty of his words. "My Lord, I only-" “Be silent,” he spat, not even looking at me. "You are no wife. Only a burden I must now carry across the kingdom.” He gripped my upper arm with a painful force, his strength bruising and indifferent, as he dragged me toward the towering, battle-scarred warhorse. “If you have any dignity left in you, stay downwind and out of my sight. Looking at you is a chore I no longer wish to endure."

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."

“I’m terribly sorry my champagne found your face so magnetic, Captain.” Theodore Ashford does not get angry. No — he smiles. Slow. Amused. Dangerous. “No apology necessary, Lady Cruelton. In fact, I insist you join us for dinner next week. I find you… fascinating.” — Beatrice Whitmore died once already. She wakes up inside a 1940s romance novel — not as the heroine, but as the infamous purple-haired villainess destined for scandal, disgrace, and an early grave. Everyone hates Lady Cruelton. Which is perfect. Because survival comes with rules. A mysterious System rewards her with Hatred Points for humiliation, social ruin, and expertly executed cruelty. The more she’s despised, the longer she lives. Reform is fatal. Kindness is suicide. Being terrible should be easy. Until Captain Theodore Ashford — decorated war hero, heir to an estate as vast as his ego — refuses to despise her. Immune to her schemes, unfazed by her insults, he watches her with knowing amusement… as if he sees through every calculated performance. Faking her death was supposed to secure her escape from the plot. Instead, his attention drags her deeper into it. Now Beatrice must outmaneuver gossip, rewrite a story determined to destroy her, and earn enough Hatred Points to survive — without falling for the only man who doesn’t hate her. Because in a world where love is the true death sentence for a villainess… Cruelty might be her only way out.

It all started with that one proposal, a deal-turned-bait pulling him into something dark, yet irresistible and inescapable. ____ Ryan Kane is mixed-race, poor, and worst still, in a university where everything screams "silver and gold". He thinks his scholarship and education are his only way to a future better than his present. But this guy's grades aren't helping matters as he keeps juggling between lectures, attendance, and part-time jobs. The lower his grades get, the closer he is to withdrawing, going back to his deadbeat of a father, and having a life with nothing. Well, he absolutely doesn't want a reality like that, and to avert that, his only option was getting a tutor. Ryan’s desperate enough to ask Adrian Val. On campus and to everyone, Adrian is the perfect, well-behaved, brilliant heir to a top conglomerate family. While in private, he is a possessive, manipulative jerk who does a lot of unimaginable things. When Ryan proposes tutoring to him, Adrian offers that he pay with his body instead. To him, Ryan can't afford his time and knowledge with just his measly bucks. Ryan says yes to the offer, and along the line, he falls heavily for Adrian. But even when Adrian rejects his confession and treats him like a toy way worse than before, Ryan doesn't leave. He wants the tutoring, the intimacy, the sex, his persistent feelings for Adrian, and the tiny hope that Adrian's heart may steer towards him. It gets even messier when Adrian’s friend Liam enters the picture. Liam is calm, kind, and actually cares about Ryan, but he holds back his feelings to keep the peace. Then there is also Chase, a rich troublemaker who openly flirts with Ryan. Trapped in a dirty cycle of sex, love, and heartbreak, everything Ryan had and held dear to him came tumbling gradually. And by the time he realizes the depth of it, it is too late. Too late to even hold onto anything. Only to be caught between three powerful men who all want a piece of him for different reasons. ____ Years later, the campus gates are closed and Ryan has built a life for himself away from the shadows of Westhill. But his new career brings him face to face with the man that once broke him... Graduation was only a temporary escape This story contains #slowburn #toxic #drama #psychological #heavy and detailed smut scenes #red flag top #trauma #obsession

In just twenty-four hours, Cassia Marcelli’s not-so-perfect life turned one hundred and eighty degrees worse. Her father—the Don—was assassinated. She was betrayed from within her own family and thrown into a private blood auction, sold like spoils of war to the highest bidder. There, she was bought by the most powerful man in the underworld. And that man… was none other than her first love. The boy she believed to be dead. He offers her a deal: stay and play the part of his mistress in the public eye to secure his claim as the new Don or be sent back to the auction block. Cassia has no choice. It’s either him or the savages who were ready to claim her. Kairos Moreau returned from the dead to exact revenge on his enemies and claim his rightful place as king of the underworld. But the first thing he did was reclaim what he lost five years ago. Cassia Marcelli. The only woman he ever wanted but could never have. She hates him. Kairos doesn’t care. He is determined to burn that hatred out of her—until it turns into something far more dangerous they both cannot resist. something more consuming like the desire he has for her. But behind his icy threats lie obsession, guilt, desire and secrets he refuses to confess. And as enemies close in and the truth behind her father’s death begins to unravel, Cassia starts to wonder: Did Kairos save her Or was he the one who destroyed everything she loved?

When Allegra Di Sante’s father is murdered, she inherits the throne of the most dangerous crime family in Las Vegas. Power comes easily to her. Trust does not. Especially not with Aiden Kane — the quiet, lethal bodyguard who seems to know too much about her world. As enemies close in and betrayal spreads through her own family, Allegra and Aiden are forced into a dangerous alliance. But Aiden is hiding a secret that could destroy everything between them. Because he didn’t come to protect the queen of Vegas. He came to bring her empire down.

Jade has built her life around silence. She never asked for friends. She wanted quiet. Order. That’s why she took a job cataloging artifacts for a covert agency where curiosity is a job requirement and trust is a liability. The lab doesn’t ask questions. The lab doesn’t need comfort. The lab doesn’t break your heart. Overnight, Aamon appears: a demon who demands respect like it’s law, and treats Jade’s fearlessness like a puzzle he can’t stop studying. He doesn’t ask for favors. He doesn’t offer comfort. But he keeps showing up. As more demons surface and hidden secrets slip loose, Jade has to choose between the safe loneliness she understands and the impossible friendships she never thought she deserved. Because in a world of monsters, the most terrifying thing might be letting someone care. The Sins of Jade is a paranormal romance with religious suggestions, sharp humor, secret monsters, slow-burning tension, and a heroine who learns that survival is easier than being loved.

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Author's Message Hello, beautiful readers! I'm your writer, back with a new BL story filled with raw and honest emotions. This story is for everyone who got so busy fulfilling responsibilities that they forgot themselves somewhere along the way. I hope Prince Kingsley and Arhan's journey touches your heart. Please shower your love and support so I can bring every page of this story to you! ✨ Summary To the world, he is Prince Kingsley - the CEO of a global corporate empire based in London. Among the towering skyscrapers and glittering city lights, his name is more than a title - it's a brand. Power, wealth, influence... he has everything. Everything except peace. To his brothers, he is nothing more than a payment gateway - a walking ATM with a limitless checkbook. Even inside his luxurious penthouse, Prince feels like a prisoner. Yet deep inside him, a boy still lives - A boy who once dreamed of becoming a writer. A boy who wanted to watch the sunrise from snow-covered mountain peaks and tell his stories to the world. One night, suffocated by his golden cage, Prince picks up his old diary... And walks away from London. He travels to one of the most breathtaking places in the world - Zermatt. Snow-covered mountains, silent valleys, and peaks that touch the sky... There, he meets Arhan. Arhan - fearless like the mountains, pure at heart, and carrying freedom in his smile. For the first time in years, Prince feels something real. But Prince Kingsley has a secret. A truth so heavy that if it comes to light... It could shatter everything between them. When Arhan discovers why Prince truly left his empire behind... Will he still accept him? Or will this unfinished dream remain incomplete forever?

Hello, my dear readers. Your Samaya Queen is back with a brand-new fantasy BL story. The main character of this story is Arion Mikael. But at home — and by the only person who truly loves him — he is called Rumi. Rumi is only fifteen years old. He is so unbelievably beautiful that he looks as if he were woven from fragile glass threads. Soft. Delicate. Almost unreal. But behind that breathtaking innocence hides a deep and unbearable pain. There is something different about him — something people fear. Because of certain strange traits, the world calls him cursed… inhuman… a monster. To survive, Rumi works as a garbage collector in the slum streets of Thailand. In this cruel world, the only person he loves endlessly is his little brother, Luca. And for Luca, Rumi would sacrifice anything. Every character in this story has been created entirely from my imagination. None are taken from anywhere else. This world belongs to us. Now let us see how a magical lamp changes Rumi’s shattered life — and how it leads him to the Jin who will change his destiny forever. If you love innocent characters and emotional fantasy, please support this story, comment, and follow me. HOT BL 18+ MACHURE

“Let me go Henry,” I said coldly. “I am not yours, not anymore.” Henry scoffed. “You will always be mine. I was your first mate.” “And yet you rejected me. I don’t need you anymore, I have-” “Who do you have, Nyssa? Him?” He laughed humorlessly. “You don’t even know who he is.” Rowan growled, a low warning sound. “Shut the fuck up!” “Why?” Henry shot back. “Tell her what you’re hiding, Rowan, let’s see if she still loves you after.” ********************* Nyssa was once the beloved of the pack—the Beta’s daughter, mated to the Alpha. But once her parents died, and she was unable to shift, her life began to crumble until she was finally rejected by her mate, Henry. It was hard enough that he left her for her best friend, but as the Beta’s daughter, she was forced to remain with him until an attack leaves their pack vulnerable and they have to seek help for the lycans. What was meant to be a diplomatic trip turned into chaos when Nyssa realizes she is mated to Rowan—the lycan king. Lycans and wolves don’t get along, and there is a lot of history between the three of them. To Nyssa, the angel she doesn’t know is better than the devil she knows, But what happens when that angel is just another devil in disguise? After all, Rowan is hiding some dark secrets of his own, the kind that threatens their already fragile bond. Would she be able to handle the pressure? Or will she go back to Henry who may have never gotten over her in the first place?

Eighteen-year-old Ruelle Belmont has learned to be useful and grateful, because in her family love is given only to those who earn it. When her father’s debts grow beyond saving, she is sent to Sexton, a prestigious vampire institution that accepts one human from every household. But Sexton is no place for a human. Inside its halls, humans are not students. They are Groundlings, valued for their blood and how easily they can be broken. Favour is currency and cruelty is entertainment. And failure means being sold. Ruelle soon discovers that the cold and dangerous pureblood she once crossed paths with is here as well. Worse, she is forced to share a room with him when she is hunted by a couple of vampiresses.  Lucian Slater watches her too closely for a man who claims to despise humans. Yet when Sexton’s predators begin to circle, he is the one who steps in to help her. And for the first time in her life, Ruelle is learning something she was never meant to believe. That she may be worth wanting. And in Sexton, being wanted is the most dangerous thing of all. ——————— The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air. "You shouldn't be here," Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling. "Shouldn't I?" His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume. "I haven’t seen you for the last two days," his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. "Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?" Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, "I don't belong to anyone.” "A bold claim," he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. "Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch." His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. "Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?"

{MATURE CONTENT} One stolen invitation. One forbidden dance. And now… the most feared vampire duke won’t let her go. Isadora Wren only wanted one night—one chance to step into the world that killed her mother. Disguised in a borrowed gown, she sneaks into the masked ball at Mirewood Hall… and into the arms of Caelan Virellion, the cold and reclusive Duke of Ravenshade. He hasn’t danced in a century. He hasn’t felt in even longer. But with her? He hungers. Now whispers swirl through Bellmere: a commoner has caught the eye of a vampire lord. As stolen glances turn to secret touches, Isadora finds herself pulled deeper into Caelan’s dark world—one of ancient bloodlines, ruthless power, and deadly secrets. But Isadora isn’t just fighting scandal—she’s chasing the truth about her mother’s disappearance… and the monstrous legacy Caelan might be hiding. He could ruin her. She might destroy him. And some dances end in blood.