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Princess Ariana Vranov is the pride of the Kingdom of Ivanova—beloved by her people, blessed with beauty that poets compared to fire and sea. But behind palace walls, her life was far from perfect. Controlled by a manipulative queen mother, surrounded by jealous sisters, and trapped by royal expectations, Ariana’s only freedom was the secret love she shared with the general’s son beneath the quiet moonlight of the riverbank. Then the conqueror arrived. King Alexander II Dracoval—the Dragon King of Draco Kingdom. A ruthless ruler feared across continents, a man who had never lost a war… and never taken a queen. When his army crushes Ivanova, Ariana prepares to watch her kingdom burn. Instead, Alexander makes a shocking declaration. "I will spare this kingdom… if Princess Ariana becomes my Queen." Forced into a marriage with the very man she hates, Ariana swears she will never love him. But Alexander is hiding a dangerous secret. The royal bloodline of Draco are not merely kings. They are dragons. And the moment Alexander saw Ariana,the dragon inside him awakened. Now obsession burns in his veins, fate binds their souls, and a war between love, hatred, and destiny begins. Because in Draco Kingdom… A dragon does not choose his queen. He claims her.

"If something happens to me, it wasn't an accident." Sixteen years ago, those were the last words Amara Reyes heard from her father before he died at Vale Industries. Heart attack, they said. She was twelve and powerless to do anything about it. Now she's a journalist with nothing to lose, and someone really wants her to stop asking questions. Black roses. Threatening messages. Her photographer beaten. Her best friend gone. And the cold billionaire CEO whose company killed her father offering one choice: stop digging or face the consequences. Roman Vale doesn't make threats. He makes promises. But when blackmail forces them into a fake engagement, everything changes. She needs his resources, he needs her silence, and working together uncovers a truth that shatters everything: both their fathers were murdered sixteen years ago by the same killer. Fake engagement turns real. Enemies become allies. And the person who killed their fathers is watching, waiting, ready to make sure history repeats itself. Because some secrets are worth killing for. And some truths are worth dying for.

Trisha’s voice was silk and venom. “Tell me, Azael… how many times have you kissed that blind girl? Helpless… and still innocent.” He was meant to drink her blood—not crave her soul. Elana, blind and fragile, stumbled into a vampire’s lair. Unarmed, unknowing… yet the moment her scent and voice reached him, something in Azael stirred. His hunger twisted into something far more dangerous: desire. Azael, the cold lord of darkness, is drawn to a light he vowed never to feel. And Elana, brave despite her blindness, is trapped in a world where monsters wield power…and hearts. As her presence awakens the part of him he thought was dead, the question becomes inevitable: Can a creature of night truly love the light that blinds him?

Celeste had never felt loved. Living under the Dyers' roof, she had always been reminded of how unwanted she was. A charity case. A guest who had overstayed her welcome. There was nothing new about it-even she knew that. She had learned to make herself small. So when Marianne suddenly began treating her with warmth and affection, Celeste knew something had changed. She was no longer invincible. She didn't have to shrink herself. Didn't have to walk on eggshells. Her long-time wish finally came true, to be loved again by the people she called family. But it all came with a price. A price Celeste found absurd. There had always been a reason behind her aunt's kindness, and this time was no different. All Celeste had to do was marry a billionaire who had asked for her hand. It was fishy. Everything about it felt laughable. Celeste knew she wasn't worth marrying a billionaire. If anyone was, it was Lydia, Marianne's daughter. She was the obvious choice. But the mysterious billionaire had asked for Celeste specifically. And she wasn't given a choice. The moment she wrote her name on the marriage certificate, her life took a sudden turn. She woke up to the truth that she had been sold off to the Blackwells, the richest family in the world. But that wasn't the dreadful part. Celeste hadn't been sold to just anyone, she had been sold to Aiden Blackwell. And Aiden Blackwell was a madman. The mad heir of Richard Blackwell. ——————— "N-no please, please sir. T-this is w-wrong.." Aiden's fingers slowed down, but didn't stop it's slow stride, his brows furrowed as he stared at his wife. Her lips trembled but no more words came out. She still looked scared, but a little panicked now. "Is it wrong to touch my wife?" He asked, his fingers moving traitorously slow. Color painted Celeste's cheeks at his words. Was there a word to describe the feeling in between fear, panic and embarrassment? Celeste felt all three. Though he wasn't running wild now, she could see why he was referred to as the mad heir. Who touches a stranger like that just because she was called his wife? Aiden suddenly stopped, causing Celeste to tense up. Her eyes slowly found his face in the dark room, the little spill of light coming from somewhere in the room giving away his change in expression. His brows were drawn together at first, then a smirk crept up his lips. It was a slow movement and a sudden shift. Celeste watched as his eyes moved from her robe to her face, with his smirk growing darker. "Are you naked wife?" He asked the known, an evil glint in his eyes that set off alarms in Celeste's head. He'd found out she wasn't wearing anything under the robe, a normal person would let her go right? Hopefully he was normal to that extent. Aiden's smirk deepened as he continued. "And you're not here to seduce me?" He asked accusingly. Celeste's eyes widen, her lips parting wordlessly as she took in the accusation, feeling his fingers continue its slow trail. "You're in my bed, wearing nothing under your robe, isn't that seduction little lamb?" He asked, his voice low. "N-no b-but I-I.." Without warning he leaned in, so close Celeste could feel his breath brushing her face. "Shh, let me touch what's mine, wife."

Adriana Vale has the world at her feet. Sold-out stadiums. Millions of fans. A voice that makes grown men cry. But behind the spotlight, she's suffocating under her label's iron grip, her controlling manager's demands, and fans who think they own her. When disturbing threats escalate from creepy letters to actual danger, her label assigns her a new bodyguard. Adriana expects another corporate drone who'll treat her like fragile merchandise. Instead, she gets Lucas Thorn. Six feet of silent danger. Former special forces. Cold gray eyes that see through her celebrity mask to the exhausted woman underneath. He doesn't ask for autographs. Doesn't care about her fame. And he absolutely refuses to let her pretend everything is fine when it's clearly not. "You don't get to play tough when someone's threatening your life," he tells her flatly. "My job is keeping you alive. Your job is listening when I tell you something's wrong." Trapped together during a grueling world tour, Adriana finds herself drawn to the one man who treats her like a person instead of a product. Lucas's calm presence becomes her anchor in the chaos. His rare smiles feel like winning the lottery. And the way he positions himself between her and danger makes her feel things she definitely shouldn't feel about an employee. But Lucas has rules. Strict ones. No personal involvement. No crossing lines. No matter how much he wants to. Then the stalker strikes during a live concert, and everything changes. As the threats turn deadly and the stalker's obsession reveals shocking connections to Adriana's past, Lucas must break every rule he has to keep her safe. Including the one about not falling for the woman he's sworn to protect. But in a world where leaked photos can destroy careers overnight and scandals sell more than music, their growing feelings become the most dangerous threat of all. Some secrets are worth protecting. Some loves are worth the risk.

In her past life, Alodie Sinclair was the perfect, grateful puppet. She was the Rhodes Family charity case, a burden that they took in out of pity. In truth, she was their golden goose, the sole heir to her late parents vast fortune. They leeched off her while she was left to rot in the countryside. They used her and when she was no longer needed, she was thrown in jail where she died a miserable death. Alodie wakes up on the very day her nightmare began. This time, she is no longer the naive girl the Rhodes remember. Behind her quiet, obedient mask hides a world-class hacker capable of exposing every secret they buried. To secure her freedom, Alodie enters a contract marriage with the Cripple of the Barese family, unaware of the fact that he is the most powerful man in the entire city. * "Husband, since the time for our contract is up, let's divorce." Romero hauled Alodie against him, his breath hot against her ear. "What do you want wife? Do you want a baby? Money? The entire city?" His eyes narrowed. "Or is there another man? Tell me his name… So I can kill him."

Rosalina Evans didn’t apply for the job. Her best friend did - without telling her. And somehow, against every odd, she got it. Personal Assistant to Enzo Salvatore. The most powerful, ruthless and breathtakingly handsome man in all of Milan. Enzo Salvatore doesn’t do warmth. He doesn’t do small talk. He has absolutely no patience for a talkative blonde assistant with golden eyes who looks at him like he’s a normal person. He is not a normal person. But when his board questions his authority and his allies tell him he needs a wife, Enzo makes Rosalina an offer she can’t refuse - a fake marriage and enough money to save everything she loves most. It should be simple. Temporary. Completely under control. Enzo Salvatore has never been more wrong about anything in his life.

"Let me go!" I screamed, pounding his chest and trying to get out of his arms. His embrace is the last place I want to be, no matter how warm it feels against the chill, rainy night. "Lyra, calm down!" He commands, his tone authoritative, while he tries to gather my flying limbs. If he thinks barking orders like he is in the military is going to calm me, then he doesn't know the crazy woman he is dealing with. I continued to scream like I was being molested while demanding that he let me go. Words I mixed with 'I hate you.' As if he understands that only a drastic move would calm the situation down, he leans down and kisses me. There is no one Lyra hates more than Ryan Blackwell, a man she believes destroyed her life several years ago. So why then does her heart flutter like a hummingbird when he is near, and her body tremble at his touch? They say only a thin line separates love and hatred, and Lyra is about to find out how true these words are. Is Ryan truly the one who ruined her life, or has Lyra been wrong all this time?

(WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!!!) In a land divided by elements and ruled by powerful lords blessed by ancient gods- Ignarion- god of fire. Vireon -god of storms. Caelion- god of wind. Neryth-goddess of ice and water. And Thalor- god of earth. Every alliance forged and every oath sworn carries the weight of divine power... and ancient prophecy. For centuries, each lord has coveted more power, more dominion, and more control. One spark is all it takes to ignite war. Born of fire, Aurelia Flameborne was once the pride and beloved daughter of Ashmere. A beautiful warrior princess, destined for greatness and betrothed to Neris Winterbourne, the cold and noble Lord of Winter. All of that shatters the day the witch Ishara curses her. After the devastating War of Ashmere, Her face becomes scarred, her magic fractures, and her family locks her away in the tallest tower, too ashamed to let the world see what she has become. Even her fiancé, the Lord of Winter, abandons her for another. But destiny refuses to let her fade. When whispers from the North threaten to end her engagement, Aurelia's heart shatters. But before her world crumbles completely, a storm rises. Valerian Stormborne, the ambitious and enigmatic Lord of Thunder, steps forward to claim her. Now bound to a tempest, Aurelia finds herself caught in a whirlwind of betrayal, political games, and the unexpected warmth of love from her tempestuous husband… and her husband's son who calls her mother. But beneath the surface of mortal schemes, the gods begin to stir. Buried deep in the ashes of Caelmont lies an ancient prophecy: A child blessed by all five gods, born of powers that should never mix, will either unite the fractured realms… or bring about their ruin. Now, every Lord wants that child. Every kingdom seeks to control fate. But the gods? They have plans of their own. Now Aurelia stands at the center of obsession and war. The Lord of Winter who rejected her wants her back. The Lord of Wind hides desire behind a cunning smile. Her sister, plots from the shadows. And Valerian, the man who swore she'd "never be a wife," to him begins to burn for her with a passion he cannot control. Caught between storms, gods, and a love that could destroy kingdoms, Aurelia must rise—or the realms will fall.

Eira thought there could be nothing worse than being abducted by she-wolf traffickers, abused, tormented, and ultimately sold off to five powerful Alphas as nothing more than a breeder. She was wrong. The worst was yet to come. She was sold to the same five alphas who had ruined her life and were the reason for every torment she had gone through over the past six years. The Alphas were just as stunned to see her, yet they had no choice but to accept her for the sake of their pack’s future. Because pureblood she-wolves were rare, nearly extinct. Only they could bear the offspring of powerful Alphas, and ensure the survival and strength of the next generation. She hated them with every broken piece of her soul. And they hated her in return. The hatred was mutual. So what now? Eira made a silent vow. She will make them feel every brutal torment she had suffered. Every scar, every tear, every cry in the dark, they will taste it all. But the Alphas had plans of their own. They will use her. Breed her. And when she was no longer of use… they will kill her. But what will they do when the mysteries from the past start to uncover and lines of hatred start to fade into something else? Was it too late to regret?

Seo Yuna, a bold and clever new student, navigates the challenges of a prestigious academy while secretly living a double life. As mysterious pranks unfold across the school, she balances friendships, rivalries, and unexpected allies—all while trying to keep her true identity hidden. Amid chaos and comedic mishaps, Seo Yuna must outsmart those around her and face the elite of the academy without revealing her secrets.

Kidnapped at sixteen and returned to a life wrapped in wealth and surveillance, she grows up protected to the point of suffocation. At twenty-one, she is allowed freedom only in carefully measured doses like running a small publishing House, controlled outings, and two bodyguards who never leave her side. Sleep is fragile. Peace is temporary. When a panic-driven mistake brings her into the orbit of Alaric Voss, a man who thrives on control and silence, nothing about him resembles safety. He does not offer comfort. He does not explain. He does not soften. Alaric trains private security personnel for his fathers private security company and lives by rules that leave no room for emotion. When Alana asks him to teach her how to defend herself, he agrees under conditions as cold as his gaze: be early, be disciplined, or walk away. As her training sharpens her body, it also exposes truths neither of them are willing to name. Outside the dojo, a powerful figure from her past resurfaces, a man who believes ownership can be claimed, and that some debts are inherited. Caught between protection that cages her and strength that demands everything, Alana must decide whether learning to fight is enough or if reclaiming herself will cost more than she is ready to give. This is not a love story about rescue. Its about war in corporate society. war in love It is about restraint. trauma. healing. vicious circles that are deadly. About fear. A story of when a man who does not bend under any pressure meets what he hates. Definition of weakness. Yet he can't turn away. He fights his own demons daily without submitting and in his word fragility had no space. Yet he can't look away from the very picture of what he despises

Shen Yueran was adopted by Old Master Shen at a young age as his granddaughter and sole heir. She is now the young gang leader of Mingxiao Hall and also manages Mingxiao Security Company. Carefree, wild, strong, and violent, she has a strange temperament and is also a drunkard. Among all her dangerous habits, her love for drinking was the one that gave her subordinates the greatest headache. Protective and possessive of her people, if anyone dares to harm them, she will make sure to show that person what it truly means to live in hell. Huo Chengye is the CEO of Huo Corporation and a member of the Huo Family, one of the top four families in the country. He is cold, ruthless, extremely cunning, and highly possessive. Everything in his life always goes his way, but there is one thing he cannot control— this unpredictable, shameless woman. He does not know why, but he is always drawn to her strange way of doing things, and to the woman herself. Is this what they call a match made in heaven? As he watches her, his heart cannot help but beat faster. When will this unruly woman understand my heart…?

“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?

For centuries, the Eferim known as Anastasia has known only two truths: the cold of the chain and the heat of her master’s fist. A broken angel with sorrowful violet eyes, her very soul has been twisted by a lifetime of abuse, shaping her into a creature who craves submission and whose unique power turns pain into a pleasure she has never been allowed to feel. When her cruel sire, a brutish lord from the Patriarchs of Ash, abandons her in the forgotten dungeons of his keep, she is left to a final, silent death—to unravel and "return to ash once more." But her end is interrupted by a beginning. Vashti, the Unbowed, one of the thirteen primordial daughters of Lilith, arrives to dispense bored justice upon the petty lord who dared poach from her lands. After effortlessly turning the male Eferim and his guards to dust, a faint whisper of suffering leads her to the darkness below the keep. There, she discovers the chained, beautiful creature, and the moment she shatters Anastasia’s bonds, their souls collide. It is a psychic resonance of perfect, ancient dominance meeting a bottomless, desperate need for submission—a lock finding its one true key. Whisking Anastasia away from the cold stone of her prison to the dark opulence of a gothic manor, Vashti begins a dangerous re-education. She sees not a victim, but a flawless instrument waiting to be played by a master’s hand. In this gilded cage of velvet shadows and unspoken rules, Anastasia is introduced to a world of ritual, discipline, and a sacred power exchange that promises to transform her trauma into ecstasy. Under Vashti’s possessive, meticulous control, she begins to learn that her submission is not a weakness to be exploited, but a profound power to be wielded. But Vashti’s actions have consequences. The Patriarchs of Ash do not suffer the loss of one of their own lightly and send a cruel inquisitor to challenge the Matriarch’s power, an enemy who represents the very brutality Anastasia has just escaped. As the outside world threatens to shatter their burgeoning, obsessive bond, Anastasia must choose between the cowering creature she was and the devoted, dangerous consort she is becoming. Her past has come to reclaim her, but it will first have to face the unbowed will of her new Mistress. Combining the obsessive intimacy of *Carmilla* with the fated supernatural politics of *Twilight*, this is a steamy, sapphic gothic romance where the deepest scars hide the most profound pleasures, and the only thing more dangerous than a monster's wrath is her love. A/N: The chapters are rather long (approx. 3,000 - 5,000+ words).

Amethiel Viremont loves monsters more than people. So when he discovers a rare humanoid monster that obeys only him, he happily claims it as his newest pet. But the creature is not a monster. It is the kingdom’s missing prince. And when the prince remembers everything Amethiel did to him, Amethiel dies for it. Unfortunately… death isn’t the end. Now trapped in the past with a second chance, Amethiel tries to change fate. But the prince who comes for him again doesn’t want revenge. He wants him. Again. “You left me,” Vaelor murmurs, breath warm against his skin. “Did you think I wouldn’t come for you, Master?” And Vaelor has no intention of letting him go again. ‧ . ‿̩͙⊱༻♕༺⊰‿̩͙ . ‧ Warning: This is a Dark Romance story. It contains mature themes, morally gray characters, power imbalance, and scenes that may be disturbing to some readers. Please read at your own discretion.

Freedom was supposed to begin after the escape—but for her, it only led to another cage. Dragged from her father’s cruelty and into the clutches of a man who calls himself her savior, she is forced to spy on someone. Her orders are clear: watch, report, obey. But the longer she shadows her target, the more she sees a different kind of brokenness—one that mirrors her own. He was never meant to notice her. Never meant to fall. Yet danger has a way of binding two souls that shouldn’t meet, and love becomes the deadliest secret of all. In an unseen war between dominance and survival, three lives collide—a captive, a gangster, and an observer. Each hides a truth. Each holds a weapon. And as loyalties blur and hearts unravel, one question remains: In a world built on lies and survival, who are you when every mask starts to crack?

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.