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Her blood was liquid gold. The moment it hit the basin, the scent slammed into Prince Dexmon like a charging bull.  A primal urge to mate with her followed, obliterating any concern for timing, place, or consequence.  His heart thundered, caught somewhere between hunger and outright panic. His wolf surged.  Aegon: Mate her. Mate her again. Mark her. In that order.  Dexmon: Absolutely the fuck not.  It took every ounce of control he possessed to hold back.  Meanwhile, she stood there, calm, oblivious to him coming apart at the seams.  The Moon Goddess, it seemed, truly had a twisted sense of humor.   ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ [Synopsis] Mate. He knows it instantly. She has no idea. After a year in silver chains, Serena Silverveil's wolf is silent. She escaped Viremont with nothing — no pack, no title, no wolf. Just a sharp mind, a lethal wit, and a refusal to die. A stranger saves her life. She returns the favor without knowing he's the Crown Prince of Drakenfell. But Dexmon is betrothed to Princess Agnes — the daughter of the very tyrant who kept Serena collared. So he stays silent. Agnes will stop at nothing to keep him. Murder, poisonings, dark magic, abductions, and starting a literal war. She ensures everyone in Drakenfell believes Serena is a whore and illiterate. Serena enters the royal ball on another man's arm, wearing the boldest gown in Drakenfell. Dexmon's restraint snaps. But he's not the only one watching. Fin Shadowclaw, the youngest and most powerful Alpha King in Skardos also hears "Mate" when he sees Serena. He marks her. Dexmon's wolf shoves him off and marks over his mark. Two rival Alpha Kings. One mark. And a woman who already had her heart destroyed, now torn between them. Love triangles don't usually involve mass murder. ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ Content Warning: This novel contains dark themes, dubcon, abuse, smut, explicit scenes, and morally gray characters. Reader discretion advised.  Tags: love triangle, matebond, war, royal family, betrayal, shifter, queen, underestimated, alpha king, luna

Give this book a chance y'all, you won't regret it. . . "He had no idea she had a death day." She has 30 days to live. He has no heart to give. Elise Griffin wants one thing before she dies... to feel loved. Lucien Voss is the last man who should be capable of love. A cold heartless billionaire whose brutal rejections have left a trail of broken hearts behind him. Their worlds collide and their perfectly curated lives get interupted. But what Elise doesn’t know… is that their story began long before this lifetime. He once lost her. Now fate has returned her to him... and he has no idea. ---- A Beast Swallowed by His Maid is a dark billionaire romance about Lucien Voss, a cold, powerful billionaire wrapped in secrets too dangerous to surface. His perfectly controlled world begins to crack the moment he meets Elise Griffin, a daring maid who does the unthinkable… she asks him to be her boyfriend. What starts as curiosity turns into obsession. What feels like control turns into chaos. As their bond deepens, the secrets Lucien buried for years begin to rise, one by one, threatening to destroy everything he has built. And just when you think you finally understand the story and the ties that bind them… ★BOOM★ An unimaginable plot twist hits, one that changes everything. But don’t worry too much… It will all pass. Or will it? ---- Reader Warning: This book contains: Toxic billionaires, Questionable life choices, Emotional damage, Dramatic love confessions, Painful secrets, Dark romance, Smut, and a girl who should’ve chosen therapy instead of a billionaire. But oh well, she had only 30 days to live. What would you have done if it was you? And oh, it also contains red flags. So much red flag that you get red reading it. Read responsibly. Or don’t. ---- This book is in the spirity award competition. Please support (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠). T for Thanks in advance.

Updates: Mon, Wed, Fri 7AM GMT --------------------------- Oh no! The demon king, Talo, has lost his fight with the summoned hero! What to do?! Yuliain, the Incubus King and Sinister Sin of Lust, is the only one who can save him by traveling to different worlds, saving the "Tragic Target" by changing their fate and collecting soul scraps that will aid in making his Lord stronger! At least that is what his system, DK01, told him as he died. However, something strange is happening! Each soul scrap he collects from the "tragic target" seems to affect how he thinks about love. Love to an incubus is practically nonexistent, so how come Yu's heart seems to beat faster and his face gets redder with each "tragic target" he helps? From a domineering CEO to a Yandere ex-boyfriend, to even a zombie king, Yu will help them all if it means it will save his Lord!! Giving birth to their kids??? Of course, he would do that! As an Incubus King, it's only natural he would want to birth the children of a handsome and powerful being! See how a slutty incubus hops to different worlds and learns to love while giving birth! The ML is hot and sometimes a green flag-ish and the sex scenes will be interesting!!

On the night her fated mate rejected her for the destined heroine, Violet didn’t cry or beg. She smiled. “Congratulations, Alpha. I hope she is worth our severed bond.” Everyone thought she was the weak and pitiful omega who couldn’t shift. No one knew she was the last heir of the ancient bloodline of wolves born of the Moon and Sun, hunted to extinction. Now after returning back in time, Violet wants nothing to do with mates or pack loyalty. But fate has other plans. Three Alphas want her. One for power. One for redemption. And one whose wolf howls her name in every dream.

The story is about a young woman seeking revenge against a man who destroyed her life years ago, only to fall in love with him and become entangled in his messy family secrets.

$800,000. That's what my father owed. That's what I'm worth to Dante Moretti. He's cold. Calculating. Obsessive. But here's the thing they don't tell you about monsters — they don't buy what they can take. He watched me for three years. Removed the lock on my door before he knew my name. Left an unsent message on a phone hidden under my pillow. I'm coming for you. I'm sorry it took this long. I should be afraid of him. I am. But I'm more afraid of what I did sixty-three days later — when he handed me a gun and I pulled the trigger. Mature | Daily Updates #DarkMafiaRomance #Possessive

Monica sees his clan being attacked by the vampire clan. He loses his parents in the battle, but before dying, they send him to find his destined alpha so he can seek help to fight the vampires. However, when they finally meet, his alpha rejects him. However, he agrees to a marriage contract without acknowledging him as his omega.

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

On a night when the full moon burned brightly over Seoul, Kang Taejun....the undefeated racing champion and heir to Kang Motors...lost control of his car after a sudden brake failure at the Yongin circuit. At that very same moment, in a small apartment in Mapo, twenty-year-old sculpture student Han Seoah was holding her dying black cat, Bam, in her trembling arms. The instant Taejun’s heart stopped, his wandering soul was drawn into the lifeless body of Bam. The black cat opened its eyes again....no longer with the innocence of an animal, but with the sharp, awakened gaze of a man who once stood at the peak of fame. Taejun soon realizes his human body remains in a coma, and that the crash may have been no accident, but a calculated move in a ruthless family power struggle. Han Seoah begins to notice that Bam has changed. He refuses cat food, watches racing broadcasts with intense focus, and even scratches the name “Kang Taejun” into the clay in her studio. As Han Seoah searches for answers, she is drawn into the dark secrets of the Kang family, while unseen enemies work to erase the truth. Trapped inside a fragile feline body, Taejun experiences a world far removed from roaring engines and flashing cameras, a quiet life filled with the scent of clay, plaster-stained hands, and the warmth of a small, imperfect home. Under the moonlight spilling into her studio, Han Seoah whispers that if Bam were human, she would have fallen in love with him already, words that stir something unfamiliar in Taejun’s guarded heart. As the truth edges closer to exposure, Taejun feels his soul being pulled back toward his comatose body. He must choose: awaken to reclaim his name, power, and vengeance, or abandon it all to remain by Han Seoah ’s side as a black cat beneath the same moon that bound their fates together. For on that night when the moon shone too brightly, the champion fell… and a love beyond status and flesh quietly began.

In a quiet town defined by secrets and unfinished stories, Caoimhe has learned to live with unanswered questions. Drawn back to the place she once fled, she finds herself confronting a past that refuses to stay buried. Every familiar street carries echoes of choices she never fully understood and truths that were deliberately left unsaid. Serafin arrives as both an enigma and a catalyst. Reserved, observant, and guarded by his own shadows, he crosses Caoimhe's path under circumstances that feel anything but coincidental. What begins as a hesitant connection slowly deepens into something more intimate and dangerous, as attraction intertwines with suspicion. Each step closer to one another reveals fragments of a larger mystery neither of them anticipated. As buried secrets surface and long-suppressed memories resurface, Caoimhe and Serafin are forced to question not only each other's motives, but their own. The line between trust and betrayal blurs, and love becomes inseparable from risk. With every revelation, the stakes rise, and the truth proves far more threatening than either imagined. Where the Path Ends Before It Meets is a gripping blend of romance and suspense, weaving emotional intensity with psychological tension. It is a story about fate, fractured pasts, and the perilous beauty of choosing connection when the truth may destroy it.

Atlas Vale is a background character in an otome game who does one thing perfectly: die. No matter the route, no matter the choices, he meets the same end. Executed by the Crown Prince, slain by the Duke, experimented on by the Magician, or killed by the Knight. Reincarnated into the game, he comes to a simple conclusion: if he avoids the plot, he’ll avoid death. What Atlas doesn’t know is that the four male leads, the very men destined to kill him, can hear his thoughts. As fate drags him toward unavoidable death flags, the male leads begin to change... The killer prince..."Where do you think you're going? I'm going to make you mine as the most noble man, whether you want it or not." The cold Duke..."If you wish for my heart, I'll cut my chest and hand it over to you. Just, don't leave." The crazy magician..."I'll show you how to become the most powerful in the world, so come and lie with me." The serious knight..."I'll die for you, if you ask. I'll kill for you, if you ask. Pat my head in return." Aren't they behaving a little differently from what Atlas expected?

Anna thought her life ended the moment she saw her husband, Daniel Clafford, in the arms of her sister. She had already lost her unborn child something Daniel never even noticed and now, with her last shred of hope shattered, she decided to leave quietly. But fate was cruel. Before she could walk away, she was pushed off the balcony of the Clafford estate. Only… she didn’t die. When she opened her eyes again, she was back on the day of her wedding, her sister having run away and Anna forced to take her place as the replacement bride. This time, Anna swore things would be different. No love. No expectations. No more foolish devotion to a husband who only brought her heartbreak and cold indifference. Yet something is wrong. The Daniel of this life isn’t the same man she remembers. He refuses to ignore her, refuses to let her go, and most shockingly—refuses to divorce her. “I’m telling you, Anna. Stop bringing divorce into our conversations,” Daniel warned, his voice taut. His heart ached, but seeing her unyielding expression made his resolve crumble. With trembling hands, he cupped her face and whispered: “Please… give me a chance. I promise I’ll love you right this time.” But Anna only laughed bitterly. To her, Daniel Clafford was still the same man—wicked, calculating, dangerous. He married her with a motive. And now he dared beg her to stay? Dream on, Daniel Clafford. Because this time… Anna was determined to make him taste his own medicine.

[Mature Content || Dark Romance || Drama.] What would you do if your husband comes home with a new daughter and your abusive half-sister as his mistress? That is exactly what happens to Claudia Hoffman. She once believes her life with Miles and their daughter, Aurora, is a romance straight out of a novel. Until the night he walks through the door with Clarissa, her half-sister, and the child they share. They push Claudia aside, dismissing her outrage as madness. Then comes the ultimate betrayal: they frame her for attempted murder on that fateful night. Desperate to clear her name and protect her comatose daughter, Claudia is forced to seek help from the psychiatrist assigned to her case—her devil of an ex, Ray Gatlin, the man she left on bitter terms. Ray is cold, calculating, and dangerously powerful, a certified sociopath with immense wealth, influence, and a decade-old grudge against the woman who once humiliated him. He agrees to help her, but only if she signs a “pet contract” that binds her to him, granting the devil complete control, even over her own body. With no other choice, Claudia signs that insane contract . Now trapped in a dangerous bargain with the man she once loved, she must navigate a twisted game of revenge, obsession, and lingering desire. But as old emotions resurface and buried truths unravel, she discovers something far more terrifying: Ray may have had a hand in her downfall. Can she thaw the heart of a devil and prove her innocence,
Or will she lose herself to the contract she signs? * Commissioned cover art by @durudara Follow and contact me on Instagram: @foreverpupa *

He's the school's golden boy—rich, popular, and the captain of the basketball team. Everyone notices him, everyone wants him… except her. She's quiet, simple, and blends into the background. When fate keeps throwing them together, sparks fly in the most unexpected ways. Can the noisy, bright world of a basketball star and the gentle, soft world of a shy girl find harmony?

Have you ever felt someone watching you… so closely, that it feels as if your very soul belongs to them? Someone who would snap a man’s neck with his bare hands, just because of a whisper of disrespect and lay his head at your feet… smiling, as if it were the sweetest gift you could ever receive? Yes, that exactly is my fate. I am Adeline, a dying village girl with no crown, no power, and barely a month left to live. Yet fate had other plans. A royal decree summoned all eligible women to the prince’s bride‑selection ball. I had no desire to go. I had no desire to live beyond my pain. But my mother… wanted me to taste a life brighter than the one she was forced to endure. I did not expect to be chosen. I did not expect to survive the deadly trials. I am now married to Prince Nathan, he treats me as if I am nothing. His cruelty knows no bounds, his arrogance cutting into every corner of my new life. He treats me like a stray dog dragged into the palace by mistake. Whispers follow me everywhere. The guards and maids do not even bother to hide their disdain or disrespect. Yet… I am not alone. Because every night, in my dreams, he comes to me. My terror… My guarding angel. The man whose whispers curl through my veins and leave me trembling before I even wake. The man who touches me without ever truly taking me, yet makes me ache as if he already owns every part of me. And then there is my father‑in‑law. The vampire king. The most bloodthirsty and ruthless man alive. A king whose presence alone makes my heart race the same way it does in my dreams. A man whose gaze lingers too long… as if he has always known me. Could the monster who haunts my dreams truly be the same man who rules this palace or am I only imagining a connection that was never meant to exist? And if he is real… am I his prey, or something far more dangerous to desire? Because what does it mean… when a monster becomes obsessed with you?

She has spent her life believing she's cursed - a wolfless embarrassment her father barely tolerates. But when she's forced into a contract marriage with the cold and terrifying Lycan King, she learns the truth is far more deadly. *** He didn't ask for a wife, just a womb for his heir. Emotionless, merciless, and built entirely from brooding muscle and trauma, the Lycan King intends to use her, then send her back where she came from. But when an assassination attempt exposes the lies surrounding her birth, he realises he's married something far more dangerous than a powerless girl.

I swore never to return to this territory…… not after him “Alpha king Rhage” my best friend’s father………. my biggest fear…….. and now my biggest problem. The night our paths crossed something snaps inside us. I shouldn’t want him………. He’s forbidden, older, his wolf “Hades” a ruthless beast. I’m human, I can’t have a mate but the way my body reacts says otherwise. The monster I feared my whole life is claiming me and worse? I want him to.

The Mafia’s Contract Bride One deal. One dangerous mafia king. One girl hiding a secret. Zoya only wanted protection for one year. But she never expected to marry Armaan Khan — the most feared mafia king in the city. For him, it was just a contract. No love. No emotions. Just a deal. But the moment someone else looks at his wife… Jealousy begins. And Armaan Khan doesn’t share what belongs to him. What started as a contract marriage soon turns into a dangerous game of power, jealousy, and unexpected love. But Zoya is hiding a truth that could destroy everything. And when the truth comes out… Even the Mafia King might lose the only girl he never meant to love.

I woke up as an extra in a famous novel. Before I could even panic, a system window appeared. [Mission: Confess to Myles Cortez.] [Favorability: -10] [Time Remaining: 30 minutes] [Penalty: Death] Myles Cortez, the final villain of the story. Apparently, if I want to live, I have to seduce him. Easy, right? ... Wrong. "You think you can back out now?" His fingers tightened behind my head, eyes dark. "Blake, you confessed to me every day with that smile." ...I may have seduced him a little too well.

Emperor Kassian is not a man; he is a nightmare fueled by fire. Cursed by the "Eternal Ember," his blood boils with a scorching heat that drives him to madness. To keep his sanity, he slaughters. To cool his burning veins, he destroys. For years, the Red Tyrant hasn't slept a single night, his mind teetering on the edge of total collapse. Vera is a street-smart thief who knows only one rule: steal to survive. When she breaks into the Imperial Palace, she expects to leave with a bag full of gold. Instead, she stumbles into the Emperor’s forbidden chamber and finds herself face-to-face with the monster himself. But just as death seems inevitable, a single drop of Vera’s blood falls, and the impossible happens. The scent of her blood doesn't drive him to kill; it calms him. Her touch doesn't burn; it freezes. Due to a mysterious artifact she swallowed as a child, Vera is the only living antidote to Kassian’s curse. For the first time, the Tyrant sleeps—but only if she is in his arms. Now, Vera is no longer a thief but a prisoner in the Emperor’s bed. She is his medicine, his obsession, and his only lifeline. Trapped in a palace full of enemies who want her dead and a monster who craves her very essence, Vera must find a way to escape. But as Kassian’s hunger turns from blood to desire, she realizes that the safest place in the kingdom might be the most dangerous place of all: the Tyrant's embrace.