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Anna came to her sister older house only to stay temporarily. Not to fall into the most dangerous kind of beauty she had ever seen. Alaric Devano—husband of Evelyn Seraphina and Lyanna Mirelle’s brother-in-law—was everything forbidden: handsome, cold, immensely wealthy, dominant… and he stared at Anna far too long for a man who was supposed to ignore her. At first, Anna thought it was mere courtesy. But it wasn’t. He noticed every detail about her. How she stood. How she feared. How she tried to keep her distance. And every time they were alone… he forgot that Anna was his sister-in-law. More dangerously? Anna did not resist. She kept coming back—as if something within her called out, demanded, and claimed her. “He’s my sister's husband. I must not fall into his embrace. But obsession always triumphs over reason. And Alaric… never loses.”

Love is a strange mixture of pain and pleasure. The longer you cling to it, the deeper the hurt cuts. And the Longer the hurt, the more it begins to feel like pleasure. There comes a moment when love stops being about two souls. When pain starts to feel like comfort, and suffering feels like home. That’s when love dies — and obsession is born. You stop loving the person. You start loving the destruction they cause inside you. A joker laughs not because he’s happy, but because pain has carved a permanent smile into him. And the world laughs along… unaware they’re enjoying his misery. In a deck of cards, the joker is the wild card. The one that ruins order. The one that flips fate. And when Blythe finds herself trapped inside a storm, she never thought, she will be saved by a joker — not a prince. the one who flips her world in ways she never imagined. Little does she know… He is the one who threw her into the storm. Because he is the storm. The Joker — he is the worst thing that could happen to her… and somehow, the best. So tell me… Is this love? Or is it obsession?

IMPORTANT NOTE: Please be known that this book wouldn't have made it this far without the support my dear writing buddy Rachel E. Canton who is a great writer of SINS OF THE SERAPHIM - https://www.webnovel.com/book/sins-of-the-seraphim_26438336605116805 and Derek J. Perna To Rachel & Derek, Thank you for everything! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When the last heir of Ardel lost everything, fate would bring her to her rightful protector. Anna Adhemar, the forgotten princess, found herself betrayed by the Regent. Hunted by the Bargesians and the ruthless slave traders, she desperately fled for her life. Rescued by a mysterious man, her newfound safety was short-lived as she succumbed to a potent aphrodisiac. Then, she awoke in the arms of the fearsome Knight Commander of Gerhard, stripped bare, in a foreign kingdom. Fear, confusion, and a sense of profound devastation enveloped her. But the man before her declared, "I am your husband. I married you last night." Then, with unwavering determination, he vowed, " You're my woman now. No one can hurt my woman." --- Kyren Raychard, the Crown Prince who had chosen to forsake the throne and become celibate, led the Knights of Gerhard to safeguard his kingdom’s border from slave trading activities. Outside his camp, he found Anna poisoned and delirious. The healer informed him of the only cure, of which he must race against time to give and honour her. For the first time, he felt an overwhelming instinct to protect and claim her as his own. Unaware of his deepening affection, he belatedly realised his feelings as he stood on the brink of losing her. Bound by a soul-binding spell, their fates intertwined…

Pre-read Hello there! this is my first work. And , I hope, if there's anything amiss, make sure to let me know. This story, I will make sure, to give you the thrill, entertainment and relieve from your boredom. A girl from an ordinary world starts her journey to solve a mystery started because of a chat with her someone, and on the way, meets some very interesting people, who will accompany her towards her journey. The sweet-sour relations, cunning minds, political drama, adventures and many more things. The relationship between her someone and her is not quite so simple as it seems. And on the journey they get to know each other more better. So sit in your seat tightly or lie on your bed to just enjoy.

Aries was supposed to be a simple movie extra. One explosion later, he opens his eyes in a real beastman world—wounded, half-naked, and no longer acting. Humans are extinct. Male humans? Impossible. Fertile male humans? A world-shaking miracle. To the Beastlords, he is a blessing. To the clans, he is a cause for war. And to the cold, teasing system inside his mind? > [Celestial Breeder Identified. Processing host…] Aries only wants to survive long enough to make sense of this world, but every beastman who scents him wants something else entirely—claim him, protect him, fight for him, or breed him. A single human has returned to a world built on instincts and dominance… …and the Beastlords will burn it down to possess him.

•⋅⊰∙∘☽✼☾∘∙⊱⋅• Senior year was supposed to be Noah Valentine's glow-up. New wardrobe. New reputation. This was finally his chance to prove he wasn't the same awkward boy bullies could easily prey on. Then his mom got remarried... And his new stepbrother turned out to be Adrien Fell. Rich. Arrogant. Straight. Gorgeous of course, is determined to ruin his year all over again-except when he's glaring at his dates, interfering with his plans, or (annoyingly) acting like he actually cares. Enemies? Definitely. Step-siblings? Unfortunately. Attraction? ...Yeah, that's the goddamn problem. Between jealous exes, revenge plots, family secrets and obsessed stalkers, Noah's's "best year ever" is spiraling out of control. But maybe-just maybe-the boy he was never supposed to want is the one who's been waiting for him all along. [MATURE CONTENT, EVENTUAL SMUT] (What to expect) •Family murder mystery •Enemies to lovers •Forced proximity •Yandere stalker •Eventual smut (very graphic) •Taboo relationship •GL side couple •Love triangle •Extremely slow burn •⋅⊰READER CHALLENGE⊱⋅• sorry, guys...I had to take this down because I'm running out of stockpile chapters and I'm currently too sick to create more...but I'll put it back up when I get enough chapters... thank you for the support.

Li An died in his nineteenth year, leaving behind nothing but a shattered husk of a body and a heart turned to ice. ​To claim a second life, he struck a bargain with a devil, traversing through three thousand worlds as a detached reaper. He manipulates hearts and harvests vengeance, living his life like a blade without a sheath—cold, sharp, and silent. ​What he doesn’t realize is how mesmerizing he appears in this dull, weary world: a frail, sickly youth possessing a soul of ruthless violence. ​No matter where he goes, eyes follow him instinctively. There is a magnetic danger to his silence that draws others in—some out of curiosity, others out of a dark, greedy ambition to conquer him. They circle him like predators, longing to crush this frost-covered flower within their palms just to see if it bleeds. ​Yet, in this grand game of "Revenge," there is one man who makes escape impossible. ​The man clings to him like a haunting specter, yet worships him like a fanatic. He watches Li An commit cold-blooded slaughter, only to emerge from the shadows and tenderly wipe the blood from his fingertips. His gaze is far too focused, far too hungry—as if he is confirming the existence of a one-of-a-kind masterpiece that belongs to him alone. ​He chases. He draws near. He waits. He has long grown accustomed to this endless pursuit, seeing through every one of Li An's masks. He doesn’t just want the soul; he wants every inch of those broken bones to be carved with his name. ​"You are mine. Don't let those scavengers touch you—or I might have to clean them all away." Genres: Pure Love / BL (Boys’ Love) / Revenge / Face-Slapping / Extreme Push-and-Pull Dynamic: An obsessively possessive, paranoid powerhouse top vs a physically fragile yet irresistibly captivating bottom

Natalie Winters has lived her entire life in a gilded cage. Raised by her older brother Adrian after their parents' death, she grew up under his watchful, obsessive control. He was her guardian, her protector-and her captor. Men who showed interest in her mysteriously disappeared. Relationships crumbled before they began. Every aspect of her life was monitored, shaped, and owned by the man who was supposed to be her family. When the suffocation became unbearable, Natalie did the only thing she could: she ran. For two years, she built a new life overseas, far from Adrian's reach, far from the dark intensity of his gaze and the unspoken weight between them. But when she's summoned home for an urgent meeting with the family lawyers, everything changes. She was switched at birth. Natalie isn't a Winters. She shares no blood with the family that raised her-or with Adrian. She expects to be disinherited, discarded, finally free. Instead, Adrian confronts her with a truth that makes her blood run cold: He's known for months. And the revelation didn't drive him away. It unleashed something he'd been holding back for years-a dark, all-consuming obsession no longer bound by the ties of blood or morality. The only thing that kept him from claiming her was a line he could no longer cross. Now that line is gone. Natalie finds herself trapped once again, not by family obligation, but by a man who has spent a lifetime convincing himself she belongs to him. Adrian's control was suffocating when he believed he was her brother. Now that he's not? There are no more rules. No more boundaries. And no escape. A dark, forbidden romance about obsession, power, and the thin line between love and possession.

"A Rejected Omega, A Dark Alpha Prince and their twisted dangerous fate." Amelie Conley, the eldest daughter of a revered Alpha family, was once expected to carry on her family’s proud legacy. However, when she turned sixteen, she failed to awaken her wolf, which made her earn the scornful title—the Curse of the Conley Family. At eighteen, she found her destined mate and carried his child, believing she had finally been given a chance at happiness. But when she rushed to share the news, she found him in a compromising position with her younger sister, Flora. Betrayal cut deeper than any wound, but the final blow came when he rejected her without hesitation, declaring Flora as his true mate. Shunned and heartbroken, Amelie made the painful decision to leave her pack for the sake of her unborn child. But just as she tried to escape, she was ambushed—hunted down like prey. Desperate to protect herself and the life growing inside her, Amelie fled to save herself and her unborn child, only to collapse into the arms of an enigmatic stranger—Gabriel Sinclair. Gabriel was no ordinary man. He was the Alpha Prince, a name feared across the nation. For twelve long years, he had scoured the lands for his mate, only to find nothing. He had convinced himself that the Moon Goddess despised him, just as his own mother had. But the moment he laid eyes on Amelie, everything changed. "You were marked, weren't you?" His voice dropped, edged with something dangerously close to possession as his gaze met hers, demanding the truth.  The question left Amelie in a dilemma. She didn't wish to tell him the truth. "I am not an ordinary wolf, Amelie. Who the fuck marked you before me?" Gabriel voiced in a possessive yet intimidating tone.  Amelie didn’t know that the man, who saved her was none other than the infamous Dark Tyrant—the Alpha Prince, Gabriel Sinclair, whose intentions were still unknown to her. ~~~~ **The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life.** Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight__pcy

[Mature Content R18+] [Slow-Burn Dark Romance] Two days before my wedding, my fiancé told me he would marry my twin sister, because it was her dying wish. My family, his family, everyone dear to me, turned me into a villain for being defiant. The decision was final. The bride had changed. They forced me into a golden cage, waiting for my turn to be another substitute. Then he came. The man who should have been my enemy offered his hand. Led us into one wild night. "Be my wife. Six years. Let's have a contract for exactly that long." "You lost your mind. You promised-" "And I'll give you five years. You can be free. Do whatever you want with the Kingston name. I promised that." "Wh... what?" "But you must promise me, you will be back, and let's live like we burn for each other in that last year." "Rafael... what are you planning to?" "Get things back to their right place." I was tired of being anyone's pawn. So, I play my own game. Five years later, I am back. Revenge is an understatement. The price for my suffering is due. My children keep asking for their father. They'll meet him soon, but there's a problem:  I’m not sure who the real father is. "Viona... I never stop loving you. Tell me they are my flesh, right? I want you back. I want us back." My ex-fiancé shamelessly pleaded before me. "They are mine. The four of them are mine." And there he was, my contracted husband declared with a glare that was ready to burn the whole society down. This should be a simple game of power. But love always meddles between the players. ====== Author's Note: This Novel is a character-driven plot with slow-burn smut. Every character has their own motivation and is layered. Every choice has no easy way out. If you enjoy slow burn, this might be to your liking. Please read all the free chapters before you decide to continue or not. Thank you for giving this story a chance.

“This world is built on lies. If you want to keep it alive, make sure none of them are exposed. They must never reach his ears.” As long as Shuu could remember, these words had governed his life. Abandoned at the grand temple and forsaken by the gods, Shuu grew up powerless in a world that valued nothing else. Survival was never guaranteed, especially for someone like him. Yet he had one talent-he could read fortunes, and he never got them wrong. His future was decided early. He would serve the temple until his debt was paid, then fade away. But during the Hero’s fortune reading, Shuu made a single mistake. One moment was enough to strip him of his place and throw him into exile-only to be taken in by the very Hero who caused it, a man whose presence turns Shuu’s life completely off course. And as Shuu is pulled deeper into the Hero’s path, he begins to realize that something about the Hero and his companions is deeply wrong-something he cannot yet name, but cannot ignore. __________ Please leave a review. Also warning, will have Mpreg (around ch 70ish) . If it's not your cup of tea, just be careful

(This is a love story disguised with abuse!) "Mia Lowder is just a waste!" "Mia Lowder is too vicious, she framed her sister and even hit her own mother." "A person like her should just get out of Falwood." At a banquet, everyone surrounded Mia Lowder, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and cursed her. Suddenly, the cold and ruthless Mr. Grant appeared, protecting her in his arms, "She is my wife, damn it! Anyone who dares to touch her, try it!" Four years ago, she became crippled because of him and left Falwood in despair. Four years later, she insists on marrying him. Everyone was waiting for Benjamin Grant to abandon her again, but no one knew that Mr. Grant had set a trap for a full four years, just so she could return to his side. Soon after, he spoiled Mia Lowder to the extreme, to the point of obsession. Only then did the people of Falwood realize that Mr. Grant was unwell, and pampered his wife recklessly!

For money, Jin Jumo "signed" herself to the business tycoon Rong Mochen, for a period of one year. Upon their first meeting, the man's voice was icy, "I like women who keep their place, understand?" "Yes." Jin Jumo nodded lightly. So, Jin Jumo always adhered to her place, tightly locking her heart away, never crossing the line. If there was anything in her relationship with Rong Mochen that Jin Jumo hadn't anticipated, it would be... --- "Mr. Rong, our contract expired a week ago." Jin Jumo lightly curved her lips, giving a smile that didn't reach her eyes as she looked at the man in front of her. "So?" "So, Mr. Rong, are you playing rogue now?" Jin Jumo gritted her teeth. "Hmm..." Rong Mochen frowned, leisurely raising his head to look at Jin Jumo, "Is my daughter behaving well in your belly?" "It's not even two months, how do you know it's definitely a daughter..." Wait... Jin Jumo's eyes widened in terror, she hadn't told him she was pregnant... Rumor had it, a car accident targeting Z City tycoon Rong Mochen resulted in the death of a seven-month-pregnant woman. Rumor had it, after the accident, the Rong Family's president underwent a drastic change, becoming ruthless and fierce from being coldly indifferent. Rumor had it, the person killed in the accident was the person closest to Rong Mochen's heart. --- Four years later. "Brother, do we really need to find a new boyfriend for Mommy?" The little bun bit his chubby fingers, looking at the little boy beside him who was slightly taller. "Yes." The boy squinted, his gaze coldly fixed on the televised global sensation of the Rong Family's president's luxurious engagement ceremony. "But didn't Brother say that the old man named Rong is our real dad?" Jin Jumo, who had just stepped into the house, was nearly collapsing inside. How did the two little guys know Rong Mochen was...

A premeditated car accident almost cost Lu Jinghan his life, but fortunately, Doctor Han saved him. Later, the old master of the Lu Family said with delight, "The life-saving grace of Doctor Han cannot be thanked with words; it's better to let my grandson offer himself in gratitude." "Old man, that's enough." A deep voice came from behind, belonging to Lu Jinghan. Han Xi also felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She's a doctor; healing and saving people is her duty and doesn't deserve such... generous reward. ... Later, Doctor Han became the person Mr. Lu cherished in his heart. Mr. Lu had a smile on his lips, a smile as sweet as nectar: "Let's have a child, then we'll be a family of three." "Two, I want both a boy and a girl." "No, just one." "Why?" Mr. Lu gazed lovingly at his Mrs. Lu: "It's too painful to have a child, one is enough." What to do, it seems Doctor Han wants to pounce on her Mr. Lu right now.

I was nothing special. A shut-in. A chubby, ordinary girl who blended into the background like a shadow. Easy to ignore. Easier to mock. The world never ran out of ways to remind me I didn’t belong. Cruel jokes in hallways. Laughter that followed me home. Words sharper than blades, carving deeper than bruises ever could. Bit by bit, I shrank into myself until there was nothing left but silence and the weight of my own loneliness. That night, I decided I’d had enough. The chair creaked under me. The rope swayed above. My room was still, suffocating, as if the world didn’t care whether I breathed or not. And maybe it didn’t. Then—music. It came from the neighbor’s stereo, muffled through the thin walls. A single voice cutting into the darkness. A voice that shouldn’t have reached me, but did. Strong. Raw. Alive. It wrapped around me like a hand pulling me back from the edge. The lyrics told me not to hide my light. That even if it flickered, it still burned. I gasped, stumbling from the chair, clutching my chest as though those words had physically struck me. Tears blurred my vision, but for the first time in forever, they weren’t from pain—they were from something I thought I’d lost. Hope. That voice saved me. His voice. Eric. The lead singer of AUREA—the boyband that would one day become gods in the music world. To me, he wasn’t just an idol. He was my lifeline. And then . . . years later, when he died, the world mourned. I mourned. The one who saved me, the reason of my life, was gone, ripped from life far too soon. I thought it was over. But fate had other plans. One desperate wish, one shattered night, and when I opened my eyes—I was ten years in the past. Before the world knew AUREA. Before Eric was swallowed by fame. Before his voice was silenced forever. I’m just Emy—ordinary, clumsy, and invisible to most. But this time . . . it’s my turn. Eric saved me once. Now, I’ll save him. No matter what it takes.

After losing her job and her marriage, Susu leaves Guangzhou and travels alone to Suzhou before starting a new life. During a quiet week away, an unexpected encounter on a social app leads her to meet Yike—a stranger with no promises, no plans, and nothing to lose. What begins as a casual meeting slowly turns into something more intimate, balanced between desire, hesitation, and emotional boundaries. This is a contemporary urban romance adapted from a true story, exploring connection, healing, and the choices adults make when they are not looking for love—but still need warmth.

Khud Se Jeet ek inspirational fiction novel hai jo Anaya ki kahani batata hai—ek middle-class ladki jo body shaming, low confidence aur mental stress se guzarti hai. Society ke pressure aur apni health issues ke beech, Anaya fitness ko punishment nahi balki healing ka zariya banati hai. Uski journey aasaan nahi hoti—failure, relapse aur self-doubt uska saath nahi chhodte. Lekin dheere-dheere exercise, yoga aur self-discipline usse sirf physically nahi, mentally bhi strong bana dete hain. Aakhirkaar Anaya samajh jaati hai ki asli jeet weight kam karna nahi, balki khud ko accept karna aur respect dena hai.

When her boyfriend invites her to his hometown for his parent’s anniversary, Lyra imagines a quiet trip, a weekend of polite introductions and good food. Instead an attack shatters the town's peaceful facade. Out of the shadows, another pack descends, and in an instant, the humans around her transform, shifting into wolves right before her eyes. What should have been impossible unfolds in the span of a heartbeat. The world Lyra thought she knew crumbles, and in its place stands a truth more terrifying and beautiful than anything she could have imagined. And then comes the most unsettling realization of all, only Lyra could have stumbled into this world. The town is invisible to normal humans. No one else can see it. Which means Lyra is not normal at all. Drawn deeper into the conflict between rival packs, Lyra begins to sense something stirring within herself. A power she cannot name. A history she does not yet understand. The town sees it even before she dares to believe it—the mark of someone who belongs to a different kind of bloodline, one just as ancient as the wolves’. But with her power still dormant, and her place between humans and wolves uncertain, Lyra must confront the question she’s avoided her entire life: who is she really, and what is she destined to become? -------- Alpha Cyrus is haunted by a curse as old as age itself. Long before he was born, his once-great pack, vast, prosperous, and united was broken apart. Wolves who could no longer bear the weight of the curse abandoned his ancestors, forming a rival pack that has grown into his greatest enemy. Where there was once strength, there is now division. Where there was once family, there is now war. He grew up in the shadow of that history. He saw the curse not only as tragedy but as weakness. Generations of wolves had been destroyed by the curse, brought to ruin when bonds were cut short, undone by grief when fate turned cruel. To him, the mate bond was nothing more than a poison disguised as love. He swore he would never allow it power over him, and he despised those who had lost themselves to it. Until Lyra Winters. The moment their paths cross, everything he thought he knew shatters. She is his mate. His. And with her comes a truth he never wanted to face. The bond is real, its pull undeniable. For the first time in his life, Cyrus understands the grief of those who came before him, because he can finally imagine what it would mean to lose her. But the curse that tore his ancestors apart is still alive, and the rival pack born from that division is rising stronger than ever. War is coming. Cyrus must fight not only to protect what remains of his people but also to shield Lyra from the fate that has destroyed every mate before her. For the first time in generations, he refuses to accept the ending written for his bloodline. For Lyra, he will fight the curse. For her, he will lead his pack against the wolves who once called his family their own. Because this time, he will not let history repeat itself. ------- WARNING This story is intended for mature readers. It contains dark themes, intense emotional conflict, violence, betrayal, intimacy and supernatural elements that may be uncomfortable or triggering to some audiences. Read it at your own risk.

I lost my memory, and the only thing I know is that something inside me keeps pulling me toward that girl. The first time I saw her, it felt like reuniting with a lover I’d been separated from for a thousand years. The first time I touched her, some sealed, primitive instinct in my body was ripped open. I didn’t understand anything— not until the war truly began. She isn’t human. She’s the last bloodline of the elves, the one both humans and the undead are fighting to claim. And I— I’m the vampire who lost her with my own hands a thousand years ago. I forgot her. But I’m still drawn to her. She becomes the prey… and the eye of the storm. With the frontline closing in from both humans and the undead, there’s only one thing left for me to do— take her back, no matter the cost. “If being with you means standing against the world… then I’ll just destroy the world.”

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