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"You're under me, I don't need your fucking consent to do with you whatever I want CANDY CHUCKS" He called her name in full, Candy's Heart skipped a beat hearing im mention her name the way he did, her heart beat moved to beating rapidly when Raymond's angry eyes landed on her lips. He held the back of her head and pulled her closer in other to clash his lips on hers. But Candy forcefully turned away blurting out the very first words that came to her head. "I'm nobody's property, not even you RAYMOND MONSTER" _______________ Candy's father having own a deadly mafia a huge amount of money doesn't know how to pay it up but to give out his daughter as a semi pay-in before the real payment. Candy who got a nice dream of iving her innocent life saw it falling apart before her very eyes when her simple life turned into Turns and Twist But did her dreams actually crumpled? How can she survive in the hands of Raymond Monster and his clan members? In quest of her living with the monster she found out an ugly secret about her life, she knew nothing about

After dumping the Obsessive Tyrant, I was entangled ###### [Sickly Obsessive Maxim Sinclair VS Cunning Little Fox Summer Lowell] President of Sinclair Group, Maxim Sinclair, is ruthless, unfeeling, and notoriously uninterested in women, never rumored to be with any woman. However, only he knows that the woman bold enough to come undercover beside him, achieving her goal before fleeing, has haunted his sleepless nights for an entire year! Until that day, she unexpectedly returns to the country, parachuting in as the design director of a rival company... "Director Lowell, you used me and threw me away. Did I agree to this?" "Feelings fade, naturally things end. Why must President Sinclair pursue relentlessly?" "Summer Lowell, let me tell you, even if I have to go to hell, I will take you with me!" ... People gasp in sympathy, assuming this reckless woman is doomed to a fate worse than death. Little do they know, he has long laid an inescapable net, waiting for her to walk right into it. "I will trap you in a place where only I can see you, forever!" ——— [The Heroine is Career-Oriented, The Hero is Pathologically Obsessive, Known as the Jealous King of the Demon Capital!]

Sometimes love begins long before the first conversation — in stolen glances, shared silences, and feelings we’re too scared to name. Jane is quiet, guarded, and far from the center of school gossip. She doesn’t believe she belongs in the kind of stories people talk about — especially not with someone like Mike. Mike is the guy everyone notices but no one truly knows. Surrounded by attention and rumors, he’s learned to hide what he feels rather than explain himself. When their paths cross, something shifts. What starts as small moments — a hallway pause, an unfinished sentence, an almost-touch — slowly turns into something deeper. But misunderstandings, insecurities, and voices from the outside threaten to pull them apart before either of them is brave enough to say the truth. In a world where rumors spread faster than honesty, Jane and Mike must decide: Is love worth the risk of being hurt? A slow-burn school romance about unspoken feelings, jealousy, timing, and the courage it takes to choose someone — and be chosen back.

Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | 18+ | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Pace | Smut | Obsession | Erotic If you want to support me please go in my ko-fi.com/taro13755. It started with a kiss I don’t remember giving. A rooftop. A moan. Someone’s fingers buried in my hair like they belonged there. A mouth on my throat that said I tasted like something they lost in another life. I wasn’t dreaming. The city was already cracking beneath me. Power grids flickering like dying stars. Tech failing. Screens static. The sky bruising in strange new colors. Everyone said it was coincidence. Collapse. Noise. But I knew better. The moment I felt her breath on my skin — even if I couldn’t see her — I knew the end had already arrived. And I had something to do with it. Ten butterflies maybe more followed me after that. Not literal ones. Not always. They shimmered in my periphery. Each the wrong color. Each too vivid. Each drawn to me like heat to blood. They touched me in dreams. They watched me when I undressed. They whispered without words. I could taste their want. Some called me cursed. Broken. Unstable. But the truth is simpler. I’m blooming again — and they all feel it. They don’t love me. They remember me. They remember what I used to be — what I still am, underneath the silence. One of them burned me with just a kiss. One broke my spine with kindness. One slid her hand under my shirt like it was always hers. One cries when she touches me. One never speaks, but her eyes dig. One wants to keep me. One wants to ruin me. And one just wants to finish what we started. They think I’m choosing. I’m not. My body already did. And now the bloom inside me is turning darker. Wilder. No longer red. I used to be soft. Gentle. Human. Now I wake up wet from dreams I didn’t have. Bite marks on my neck. Moans caught in my throat. Static in my ears. I flinch at mirrors. I glow when the moon’s full. And every time one of them looks at me — really looks at me — I feel the thorns growing again. They don’t touch me gently. They don’t ask for permission. They take. They bite. They bury themselves in the cracks I didn’t know I left open. And I let them. Because they fed me love. They crowned me with lust. And now power is breaking everything that held me still. This isn’t a romance. It’s a hunger. A reckoning. A memory that never died — even when I did. Ten butterflies or more. Ten lovers or more. Ten or more reasons I’m becoming something else entirely. And I am the bloom. The chalice. The girl at the center of the storm, still moaning for more. Please be nice to me — I write this for fun and just go with whatever comes to mind. I’m not a professional writer, and I’m not planning to be. I just enjoy writing, especially slow pacing and dragging things out. Sometimes I confuse the reader by not explaining whether it’s the past, present, or current timeline. So, read at your own risk! If you want to continue supporting me please go at ko-fi.com/taro13755.

Clara Vance already has everything in life anyone could ask for. Popular, loved by millions of followers across social media accounts. One of the world’s highest paid model, founder of a beauty empire she had built from scratch, and a life curated to perfection. Everything was going smoothly until she lost a bet to her mother. The catch was her inheritance. Now she had to supervise a dreary clear-out of the family’s decaying ancestral manor. Having no choice, bored and complaining, she stumbled upon a diary tucked in the attic. It was an antique relic belonging to her great-grandmother, Eleanor Thorne. The pages revealed a secret more intoxicating than any modern scandal. Eleanor’s desperate, forbidden love for her formidable step-uncle, Casimir Guggenheim. A powerful railroad magnate in the Gilded Age. Their passion was a sin that could shatter their gilded world, a secret buried in time… …until Clara’s thumb brushed over the tear-stained, centuries-old ink, and the scent of crushed gardenias hurled her through time itself. She wakes in 1879, trapped in Eleanor’s body, in Eleanor’s life. She is now the orphaned heiress, the ward of the very man whose haunted gaze filled the diary, Casimir. He is everything the pages promised, an austere, intimidating man, but beneath his cold facade hid a burning tempest waiting to be unleashed. However, Clara is nothing like the timid, despairing girl Casimir remembers. She’s all sharp edges, inconvenient questions, and a baffling, sparkling defiance waiting for trouble to happen. While Eleanor accepted her gilded cage, Clara rattles the bars with modern wit and a spoiled strategic charm that leaves Casimir both infuriated and utterly transfixed. As Clara navigates a world where a single misstep means ruin, scheming relatives see her as a pawn, and a powerful suitor sees her as nothing but a business merger. And Casimir… Casimir that looks at her as if she’s a complex, frustratingly, and utterly captivating puzzle he cannot solve. Armed with the tragic knowledge of how Eleanor’s life should end, Clara is determined to change it. But rewriting a doomed love story is tedious and dangerous work, especially when the beloved man is fighting his own demons, and the girl from the future might just be falling for the one person history and every rule of this gilded, judgmental world says she can never have. Good thing Clara has never been good at following the rules. She’s a girl with sheer audacity to challenge anything. So if history wants to hand her a tragic story, she’ll tear up the script. Let the Gilded Age try to keep them apart. She had a full trick up her sleeve and nothing left to lose. To hell with destiny.

"Ruan Ruan, don’t think about leaving me." The cold lips landed on the corner of her eye, and Su Ruan finally realized she had truly been reborn... In her previous life, she believed the scumbag man and cheap woman, and was ultimately pushed to the Insect Race, dying a miserable death. However, the man she always despised remained devoted, loving her broken body even after her death. In this life: "Ruan Ruan, is someone harming you? Then I'll kill them all." "Ruan Ruan, you can only be mine." "Ruan Ruan, I beg you, don’t leave me..." The Federation Empire's highest Commander, Lu Shinian, does everything possible to keep her by his side. Having thought that after being reborn, this Commander addicted to paranoia would only offer a cold hand to hold. Who could tell her that the "big dog" with fluffy wolf ears whimpering by her side every night is really Lu Shinian, the highest interstellar Commander? "Ruan Ruan, I want a kiss." "Ruan Ruan, hug me." "Ruan Ruan, why are you ignoring me again, boo hoo." In the interstellar era, strength is revered, and the 3S Lu Shinian is a strongman among strongmen. But he is ironically shackled by an atavistic phenomenon that uncontrollably appears every so often. Wolf ears that suddenly spring up, an extra tail, all do not match Commander Lu’s image. From then on, to maintain his cold and towering image, Su Ruan covers Commander Lu's little ears, continuously working hard! Star Network spread that Su Ruan publicly jilted Lu Shinian, embarrassing him, and she would surely be hated and despised by him. But later, at a certain graduation ceremony, someone saw the always abstinent and aloof Commander Lu pin Su Ruan against the wall, corners of his eyes red, his voice aggrieved, "Ruan Ruan, kiss me."

My life took yet another turn when my mind was broken into dust. I was mended by a veritable miracle that granted my Damon to get back. Number four was now the whole new version of him. Our life, as perfect as it seems, showed me cruelty when three of my cubs died. Pack had lost something. Destiny took us apart only to get together in the new way of life.

She's a photography genius. However, she finds herself bullied by her stepmother and stepsister, and thus, isn't able to showcase her talent. He's the young master of Sharp Edge Group, cold and ruthless. However, he fancies her. With a marriage certificate, he forces her to marry him. She goes from a fallen Cinderella to an enviable Young Madam Lu. He supports her as she soars freely in the world of photography. Oppression and anti-oppression, hunting and fleeing. They are destined to be entangled for a lifetime.

“Unlucky” would be the nice way to describe Lucas’ luck. He wasn’t just down bad. He was practically cursed. As someone who never asked to exist, he’s had to experience medical torture, imprisonment, and eventually death. And that was just his first life. Then, just as he thought of escaping his fate, he transmigrates into the body of the Empire’s most useless Flower Vase. Great, now he should have status, wealth, and beauty, right? Wrong. Because his new body, Young Lord Luca Kyros, was a vegetable. And what’s worse was that no one else seemed to know the truth. To everyone else, he was just your typical rebellious heir. He wouldn’t have minded that. He was used to being called a harlot or similar names for being a defective Guide. But the problem was he woke up right smack in the middle of the Royal Military Academy’s Assessment test. And his double body, the one who should be attending school, perished in an ambush. So now, he’s forced to resolve his existential crisis while attending a school he never even enrolled in. He’ll have to conquer his flimsy body, his brooding roommate, and his picky-eater “dungeon”—all that on top of surviving impending doom. Someone definitely needs a miracle.

Once, Mu Anhan walked out on the man who loved her to madness—only to die and discover the price. Reborn, she clings to Gu Xiaozhan’s sleeve and whispers, “One more baby?” The tabloids sneer: “She’s nothing but a baby-maker, soon to be dumped.” Then her masks fall—perfume empress, top hacker, miracle doctor, AI genius, design prodigy. Now Nobel laureates queue at her gate. At night she curls in his arms, red lips teasing. Gu Xiaozhan lifts an eyebrow, voice low and scalding: “Ready for round three?”

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...

Meredith Carter was once the pride of her pack—until the Lunar Curse marked her as wolfless, unwanted, and a disgrace. Humiliated, abandoned, and rejected by her fated mate, she thought the Moon Goddess had forsaken her. But her curse came with a cruel side effect—wild, uncontrollable pheromones that drove men insane with desire and disgust. A scent so intoxicating, it made her a target. The night she was cast aside when her pheromones spiralled beyond control, Alpha Draven Oatrun—the most feared and untouchable Alpha in the kingdom—claimed her instead. But Draven doesn’t want love. He doesn’t even want her. His reasons for marrying her have nothing to do with fate. Thrust into a world of ruthless politics, deadly enemies, and a mate who sees her as nothing more than a pawn, Meredith must fight to survive, reclaim her dignity, and uncover the secrets behind her curse. Because something is awakening inside her. Something powerful. Something… ancient. And when the truth is revealed, not even Alpha Draven will be able to resist what she becomes. Rejected. Cursed. Desired. Chosen. Will Meredith break free from her fate? Above all, what is this mystical force pushing her to start a war? — Excerpt: "You may have claimed me," Meredith whispered, her violet eyes burning with defiance, "but you will never own me." Draven exhaled a low, dangerous laugh. His golden eyes gleamed as he caged her in, his presence suffocating. "Own you?" His voice was velvet and steel. "Little wolf, I don’t need to own you." He brushed a strand of silver-white hair behind her ear—a touch so light, yet it sent shivers down her spine. "Because whether you like it or not…" His breath ghosted against her skin. "Your body already responds to me." Meredith clenched her jaw, ignoring the traitorous warmth pooling deep inside her. It was the pheromones. It had to be. "I hate you," she forced out. “Good,” Draven smirked. Because hate was just another form of obsession.

One morning, Gu Tiantian wakes up to find her innocence gone—and her temper flaring. Every time she glares at him, cheeks flushed with outrage, Bai Chenyao cocks an eyebrow. “You don’t want this?” he asks, voice cool. “I never did!” she snaps. His only rule: her consent is optional; his desire is not. Cue Gu Tiantian’s inner scream: Then why even ask, you iceberg?! PS: A genius CEO with zero EQ VS. a lovable, scatter-brained clerk. He thinks courtship is a hostile takeover; she thinks love shouldn’t come with fine print. Sparks fly, clothes vanish, and the “free pie” she never ordered keeps biting back—hilariously, endlessly, deliciously.

The story of two boys that never thought that they'd ever be together... Smyle : 21 years old , study art and sculptures . His family: only his mother. they are middle class . ex : 0 friend group: ohm (bestie) , Leo , hong , William and James . .... Rayden black : 25 years old , ceo of snow flakes (SF) and raoin . His family: Riches in the country , mafia , his father, his mother and his twin brother (they don't look similar) . ex : 0 friends: joss and seon ... ... a contract marriage of 2 years is proposed by Rayden just to make sure his Obsession with Smyle go away , forced marriage, let's see if our forced marriage couples fall for each other or no ...

On the night of their wedding anniversary, Elena De Luca expected diamonds… not divorce papers. For five years, she was the invisible wife of Rome’s most feared Mafia King, loyal, obedient, and painfully in love with a man who never truly let her into his world. Until he accused her of the ultimate betrayal. Working with his enemy. She didn’t beg when he cast her out. Didn’t defend herself when her name was dragged through blood and lies. She simply walked away. What Alessandro Moretti never anticipated… was who would catch her when she fell. Because the man he hates most , the ruthless rival capable of destroying empires, becomes the one watching her from the shadows. Protecting her. I want her. Obsessing over her. And when the truth behind her “betrayal” begins to surface, the Mafia King realizes too late: He didn’t just divorce his wife. He handed her to his most dangerous enemy. Now two powerful men are willing to burn the underworld to claim her… But Elena is no longer the woman they once knew. This time, she isn’t choosing survival. She’s choosing power. And in a world ruled by violence and obsession… In this war, love is not salvation, it is the most dangerous weapon of all.

Ibrahim Rahman, a notorious mafia boss in the hearts of Kuala Lumpur. In the underground world, his influence extended into the darkest corners of the city. At the age of 35, he was feared and respected, a man who commanded loyalty and never took 'no' for an answer. On the other hand, Ava Lim, a 23-year-old University student, is a world away from his dark realm. She is a shy and innocent girl. Their paths converged at a wedding. Ibrahim's eyes locked onto Ava from the moment she stepped into the wedding. From that instant, he knew that he wanted her, and he was determined to make her his, no matter the cost. As the days turned into weeks, Ava couldn't shake the feeling of being watched, the eerie sensation that someone was tracking her every move. Her world was rapidly changing, and she had no idea why. She was blissfully unaware of the darkness that lurked in the shadows, the world she was about to be thrust into. One fateful night, Ibrahim orchestrated her kidnapping from the quiet neighborhood she called home. Will Ibrahim make Ava fall in love with him or Ava will try to to choose the path of revenge?

In her past life, he ruined her. In this one, he won’t let her go. In her past life, Princess Katerina was promised to Prince Maximilian, the man she loved… until he betrayed her and destroyed her name beyond repair. When duty demanded it, she married King Dorian to save her people. It was a marriage born of sacrifice, not desire. But Maximilian never let her go. Even after ascending the throne of a rival kingdom, he pursued her relentlessly... not as a lover, but as a hunter. An enemy king. A shadow that followed her across borders and battlefields. A war she could never escape. Because of him, she lost everything. Her name. Her achievements. And the most unforgivable loss of all... her children. She died without ever understanding why he destroyed her… or why he never stopped. Reincarnated into the modern world as Catherine Preston, she wants only one thing: a quiet life. She has wealth, a powerful family that adores her, and a brilliant mind meant for research, not war. This time, she believes merit will protect her. This time, she believes the world is fairer. She is wrong. Traitors circle her once more—stealing her work, erasing her name, cornering her with smiles and contracts. And just as she stands on the edge of ruin… he appears again. Not as her enemy. Not as a king. But as her savior. “Marry me,” Maximilian Whitmore says calmly. “I’ll give you everything you dream of.” Catherine refuses. She will not trust the man who destroyed her once already. But fate has other plans. A curse. A bond. A shackle she cannot break. The only way to ease the curse… is intimacy with the man she despised. Bound once more to the enemy king of her past life, Catherine must face a terrifying question: Does Maximilian truly not remember what he did… or is he hiding the truth behind those unreadable eyes? And when King Dorian returns in this life, offering her peace and safety… Two men. Two pasts. One woman who remembers everything. In a world where names mean power and love is a battlefield, was Maximilian her greatest enemy… or the truth she was never meant to uncover? A reincarnation romance of obsession, betrayal, fate-bound love, and painful second chances. #A heart-throbbing reincarnation romance filled with obsession, power, betrayal, and fate-bound love. #Enemies to lovers. Soul shackles. Overbearing kings. Painful second chances. #Slowburn romance. Update will be once a day and there will be bonus chapters if we reach milestones. Hope you'll join me in this journey.

Rise Lee, a well-known A-rank esper in the federation. He was even ranked as one of the strongest among the A-ranks and recognized as one of the hopes for humanity.  However, he wasn't only famous because of his prowess or his attractive appearance; Rise was more infamous because of his terrible personality. He was called a villain by most guides and espers for a reason. And who would guess that Rise Lee was really a villain, in a literal sense?  The terrible truth then unfolded to him.  He, Rise Lee, is one of the main villains of the novel.  Rise Lee spat out a mouthful of curses and swore that if he had a second chance, he would mess up this damn novel until everyone went down with him. If the author was in front of him, he too would be destroyed with him!  And a second chance did come! Rise Lee, the villain, woke up five years before the main storyline! Heh.  So what if he was a villain destined to die? That protagonist who killed him, and the author... He would screw them over.  Being a villain, be damned. In this rebirth, he would take and mess up everything.  What did you say? The protagonist’s love life? Heh. That too. Rise would take his lover. The male lead... will be his.  - - #Guideverse #guide #espers #bl #r18 #rebirth

Lin Yue never believed in fate—until she woke up in a 1970s village inside another woman’s body… and watched a man die for loving her. Not metaphorically. Not tragically. Literally. Every man who falls in love with her suffers an accident within thirty days. The deeper the love, the closer the death. In a village where gossip ruins lives and superstition rules hearts, she quickly becomes the “omen bride”—the woman no one dares to court, and no family wants near their sons. Her only safety is Gu Chen, the cold, disciplined soldier who doesn’t believe in love at all. So she clings to him. Not for romance— but survival. A fake marriage rumor becomes her shield. His emotional distance keeps him alive. Until he starts caring. A hand on her wrist. A coat over her shoulders. A quiet “stay behind me.” And the curse begins to notice. As accidents creep closer to him, Lin Yue must do the one thing that hurts most—push away the only man who never feared her. But Gu Chen has already made his choice. Because this time, love isn’t just a feeling. It’s a countdown. And if loving her means dying— he might still choose it.