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“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.

Jayden thought senior year would be simple—survive classes, stay close to his friends Alvin and Brian, and avoid trouble. Then Jarnell happened. Quiet, sharp-eyed, and impossible to ignore, Jarnell keeps his distance from everyone except his closest friends, Jonas and Calvin. But when unexpected moments keep pulling him and Jayden together, silence turns into stolen glances, tension, and feelings neither of them can explain. The closer they get, the harder it becomes to hide what’s growing between them. In a school full of watching eyes and secrets waiting to break, Jayden and Jarnell must decide whether holding on to each other is worth everything they might lose. Some silences protect you. Others pull you in until you can’t escape.

[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.

"I told you not to touch her!" Adrian’s voice thundered through the air as his fist connected again, blood spraying. His jaw was clenched, his teeth grinding with rage. I grabbed at his arm, desperate. “Adrian, stop! Please, you’ll kill him!” But he didn’t hear me. His fury was deafening. "Today, I will kill you," he growled, raising his fist once more. “Adrian!” I cried, pulling harder. My hands trembled against the iron of his grip, but it was like trying to move a mountain. Finally, with a sharp jerk, he shoved the man aside and seized my wrist. His grip was unyielding, his eyes burning like embers. Without a word, he dragged me toward his car. I stumbled beside him, breathless. His silence was more terrifying than his rage. The car roared to life, and he slammed his foot on the accelerator. The world blurred past us, headlights slicing through the night. “Adrian—stop! We’ll die like this!” My voice cracked, every word trembling. “Please! Slow down!” His gaze snapped to me, dark and dangerous. For a long second, he didn’t speak. Then, finally, he loosened his grip on the wheel, easing the car just enough to stop my heart from shattering. "Are you insane?!" he burst out, voice raw. "I could have smashed your face against the glass!" His lips curled into a vicious sneer. "Why did you come between us?" His voice was low, deadly. “Because I had to!” I shouted, anger spilling out. “I won’t let you kill him!” “You think I care?” His voice dripped venom. “I want to kill him right now.” My words tangled in my throat. I had nothing left to fight him with—except one truth. “I won’t let him marry Tessy!” I screamed, chest heaving. His jaw clenched so tight I thought it might break. He didn’t reply. The silence was suffocating, broken only by the growl of the engine as we reached the hostel gates. I yanked the door open, ready to escape his fury. But before I could step out, his voice sliced through the night like a blade. "NEXT TIME—I WILL KILL HIM if he touches you again." His eyes locked onto mine, burning, unrelenting. His teeth were clenched, his whole body vibrating with rage. Adrian, a vampire, falls in love with Eira, a human—but tries to show that he hates her. But how long will he be able to hide his true feelings? Do you think this is what’s written in their destiny? And is their love strong enough to change their fate?

His tongue drove deeper. "Stop…" He only groaned against me, the low vibration ripping through me like lightning. His fingers dug bruises into my thighs, spreading me obscenely wider as he licked a long, filthy stripe from my entrance all the way up. "I said stop!" I yanked his head back violently. His eyes met mine, dark, feral, and gleaming with triumph. His lips and chin were smeared obscenely with my arousal, a thin, glistening strand still connecting his mouth to my pulsing flesh. Then he shoved back in and dragged the flat of his tongue over my clit in one long, lazy stroke. My thighs clamped around his head as I climaxed, trembling as he kept sucking, and milking every last pulse from me. He finally pulled back and rose to his feet with that ugly, satisfied smile. I slapped him with every ounce of fury in my body. His head snapped sideways. When he turned back, blood welled from the corner of his split lip. His tongue slid out, dragging through the blood and my wetness still coating his chin. "You taste better when you're angry." ※ . ※ . ※ The mad vampire has broken countless humans. He never expected one to break him back. Hiln never meant to catch a vampire lord's attention. Disguised as a servant, and working in the shadows of a castle filled with monsters, all she wanted was to survive long enough to save her dying father. It almost works, until she is discovered by none other than the one Lord no one dares to cross. But Hiln is more than she appears. And when he pushes her to the edge of despair, an ancient force in her veins chains the most feared vampire in the realm to her will. Now he is bound to her, and the craving he feels for her blood, her body, and the woman who should be his victim, is slowly driving him mad. In a world built on power and cruelty, two enemies are about to discover that the line between hatred and desire is thin. She was supposed to be his prey. Instead, she became his obsession. More tags include: #grovellingML #obsessedML #yearningML #agegap #powercouple #fantasy #psychological #horror #adventure #magic #smut #darkromance

Chloe of Veylinthia didn't ask for a husband. But she got one anyway. Sent to Caelorth as part of a political alliance, Chloe arrives at a palace full of people who don't want her there. A king with a hidden agenda, four brothers with even more hidden agendas, and a court that has already decided what she is before she opens her mouth. Then there's Kieran. Her husband. Firstborn. Illegitimate. Feared across four kingdoms and rumored to be something more than human. He is quiet where others are loud, still where others scramble, and completely unreadable in ways that should be infuriating and somehow aren't. Chloe expected a political arrangement. A performance. Something she could navigate with her chin up and her guard intact. She didn't expect him.

Find a mate. Bear a cub. Save the world. Left stranded on an empty road with nothing but her purse and a broken heart, Lin Wan follows the only direction available to her and walks straight into a world that was never meant for her. The Beast Continent is vast and wild and runs on rules she does not understand, and apparently her body has exactly three hours before it starts shutting down. The solution, according to the cheerful system that just moved into her head, is simple. Find a mate. Bear a cub. Save the world. Problem solved The cold, stripe marked leopard warrior who pulled himself out of a wild pool and looked at her like she was his before she even knew his name was not exactly what she had in mind. But he is what she has. And somehow, in this strange world under a stranger sky, that might be enough.

In her past life she loved him with everything she had only to be betrayed discarded and left to die. When she wakes up five years ago right before signing divorce papers she has one goal never let him touch her again. She builds her empire outshines every rival and finds herself wanted by the city's most powerful man. But the ex-husband who once threw her away is now begging at her door tears streaming down his face. "I made a mistake... Please take me back." Her smile is cold. Too late, CEO. I'm not that girl anymore.

MASS RELEASE from 19/05/26 — 31/05/26 SYNOPSIS “Six months, Minjae. Try not to fall in love.” Jisoo smirked, stretching a hand to Minjae who looked disgusted at the idea but took his hand. “I don't want to see your face after this. Deal?” Jisoo’s grip on the Minjae’s hand tightened for the fraction of a second. Thenㅡ “Deal.” Six months and they could go back to what they really wereㅡ Enemies. **************** The visual of a top idol k-pop group learns his company plans to quietly remove him in a year for being too “boring” as sales plummet. But when a drunken night with a rival Idol sparks dating rumors that send fans into a frenzy, the two companies force them into a fake relationship for publicity. What begins as a marketing scandal soon becomes something neither of them can control. Because the biggest lie in the industry…might be their feelings. WARNING This novel contains dark, taboo themes, including power dynamics, and explicit sexual content. It explores heavy elements such as dominance, submission, and morally complex relationships. This is not a soft romance or a feel-good story. It is raw, intense, and unapologetically graphic. Strictly for readers 18+. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

Love. Hate. Revenge. Before she was the High Alpha's daughter, Maya was an orphan named Penelope—and Marcus Keenan was the boy who gave her his locket and promised to marry her... until she was torn from him. Taken by High Alpha Vilhelm, everyone, including Marcus, was told she died. Years later, Marcus returns from the recent war a hero—now Alpha Keenan—with power, lands, and the right to choose any woman as his mate. He takes Maya—the same girl who made his life miserable before he left. He doesn't recognize her as Penelope with the locket long gone. To him, she is cruel, two-faced, and an expert at manipulation. What he doesn't know is that Maya's cruelty was forced, a mask she wore to both protect him and survive. Now trapped in a marriage born of revenge, she must decide. Stay silent and play the part, or reveal who she truly is…before it’s too late. —— Excerpt “This marriage is fake,” Maya said. She should be happy but why did it hurt so much? “Fake?” Keenan frowned and closed the gap between them. He wrapped a palm around her neck, and Maya gasped but no sound left her throat. “Is this another ploy to escape me?” “Isn’t it fake?” Maya whispered, holding his hand, trying to ease his grip. It was getting hard to breathe. Her voice betrayed her, too hopeful even to her own ears. He stared with such hatred, yet a part of her didn’t want it to be fake. Keenan threw his head back and laughed, yet his grip on her neck never wavered. “Woman, surely this must be a joke. You think I would orchestrate a fake marriage with you?” He leaned closer, eyes locked on hers. “You undermine my hatred. I want you bound to me forever. I want you to hate every moment of your life and I will be right here to make sure of it. You can never escape me.” Keenan released her neck. She dropped to the floor, rubbing her throat as she finally drew a full breath. “Fake marriage? Don’t be ridiculous. Even your father couldn’t get you away from me.”

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Ruaan Calder is many things. Wealthy. Charming. Completely guilty. He made one bad decision — okay, several — and now he's trading his designer suits for prison grey. Fine. He can handle that. He's handled worse. What he didn't account for was 'Officer Harolin Crowe.' Cold. Ruthless. Unfairly attractive for someone whose entire personality is making Ruaan's life a living hell. The man has it out for him specifically — blocking every move he makes, sabotaging every attempt to climb the prison hierarchy, and showing up exactly when Ruaan is 'thisclose' to winning. It's personal. Ruaan just doesn't know why yet. Every Thursday, the prison runs its games. Win and you move up. Lose and you wish you hadn't. Ruaan is determined to reach the top — and Crowe is determined to keep him at the bottom, under his boot, where he belongs. The problem? Being under Harolin Crowe isn't nearly as unpleasant as it should be. And the man who swore to make him suffer keeps finding very creative ways to do exactly that. Ruaan Calder deserves everything coming to him. 'He just didn't expect to enjoy some of it.' --- WARNING: Dark themes, prison violence, explicit content, morally grey characters, and a villain who may or may not deserve what he gets. Enjoy!

a book 4 of AMNSE with jayfer facing difficulties and problems but trying to hold with a fun teses jelousy and collage life and more ita a fanfic book on my opinon

Alternative Title: Villain's Saviour, Game Over Again Lin Ji’an, a modern master chef, never expected to wake up inside a dog-blood BL cultivation novel. Worse, she transmigrated into the role of the "vicious cannon fodder", the crossdressing Third Young Master destined to humiliate the future Villain and die a miserable death by his hand. Her mission? Simple. Feed the starving slave boy and the future villain, Xie Wangchen, fix his broken body, and make sure his "Blackening Value" doesn't hit 100% and destroy the world. She beats up the arrogant Heir, face-slaps the evil Stepmother, and cooks her way into the Villain’s heart, purely to survive, of course! But as they head to the Celestial Sword Sect, Lin Ji’an realises something is wrong. She thought she was raising a cute, obedient little brother. She thought she was just a "straight bro" helping him out. She thought the main plot’s protagonists would chase the original MC. So why is the Villain looking at her with eyes darker than the abyss? Why is he threatening to cripple anyone who smiles at her? And why are the original male leads suddenly lining up to taste her cooking? Lin Ji’an: "I’m just here to cook and survive! I’m straight! And I’m a girl!" Xie Wangchen, who was sharpening his sword, looked up with a smirk tugging in the corner of his lips, "Luggage? No. You are my world. And I never let go of what is mine."

[+18| Adult Content | Dark | Erotic Mafia Romance] In Central City, everyone knows the name Marcone. It’s a name whispered in fear, a name synonymous with blood, shadows, and an empire built on the broken bones of anyone who dared to cross them. Adrian Grayson is a ghost. A widower frozen in three years of grief, he lives for his art and nothing else. He doesn't care about the city's monsters, until he accidentally crashes into the most dangerous one of all. Twice in one night, the cold, lethal Matteo Marcone saves Adrian’s life. Adrian hates to owe anyone, especially a devil. But when he asks how to settle the debt, the answer isn't money or blood. "Climb into my bed if you want to repay me," Matteo rumbles. "Or remain forever in my debt." Adrian is straight. He is a man of honor. But in a fortress of stone and iron, trapped by a man who refuses to let him go, Adrian realizes that the Devil doesn't just want his body, he wants to consume his very soul. Will Adrian pay the price, or will he discover that some debts can only be paid in skin? A/N: This story is entirely fictional. All characters, names, locations, and events are products of the author’s imagination. Any similarity to real people, living or deceased, or actual events is purely coincidental.

[MATURE CONTENT ALERT] "Deny all you want. But you smell like defiance, and that's what makes you irresistibly dangerous, little bunny!" .......... In just one night, Earl lost his everything. His Job. His Dignity. His Love and His Mother. Crushed under the weight of the brutal world, he was driven to end his life. The moment his feet slipped off the bridge, he didn’t believe destiny would ever await another chance for him. But it did! In the most shocking way one would imagine! This time, he woke up naked, right next to an old man who miraculously bore the exact face of his vicious Boss who had pushed him to death! The same smile, the same eyes that brutally belittled him that night…now shimmered with disgusting lust! Rage came easily this time and…Murder was the only beginning! But the next moment, he was dragged into a hidden magical academy, and he realized being reborn into a crumbling world hit by a natural catastrophe after a deadly Asteroid had wiped off 60% of the population, leaving the remaining ones to die next, following an inevitable premonition! But what baffled him the most was that his identity was no longer a man…but a wolfless, weak omega. In a world where omegas are considered nothing but breeders for the potential Alphas! In a world determined by hierarchy and instincts, as a man who’s been straight since his birth…Earl was determined to defy his cruel fate… Until Three Mysterious Alphas stood in his path! One was Untouchable. One smelled like Blood and Lust. And the remaining one was a user of Cursed Sorcery. Yet those Supreme Alphas had circled him not because he was weak…but something more powerful and predestined had bound them together. No one was willing to lose to the other one, declaring one final verdict- “You can deny us all you want, but in a world that’s supposed to be ending…YOU ARE OURS!”

The life of the underworld was something Ashley had dreamed of escaping all her life. Born as a bastard from an affair between an underworld kingpin and a prostitute, Ashley was meant to die even before she was born. The only reason she survived was that her father thought she was a boy. From a young age, she understood that if she wanted to survive in this world of violence—on top of her father’s wife and daughter’s schemes—she had to be useful. So, she made herself a promise: one day, she would escape this world. Ashley almost succeeded… until her father found her again and thrust her into a marriage of convenience with his rival, Dominion, in his beloved daughter’s place. Everyone in the underworld knew Dominion. They were cruel, organized, and simply spawns of evil. And the man who stood above that power, Luciano, was said to be downright diabolical. Just their name alone could make anyone tremble. And this organization was where Ashley now had to survive. To make matters worse, the marriage also came with a child — Luciano’s mute heir. Forced to become the wife of one of the most violent and powerful underworld organizations, and the mother of its future leader, Ashley made a vow. “No matter what, I’ll escape this place!” But she would soon realize it wouldn’t be as simple as that. Not when the feared members of Dominion clung to her feet, begging, “Madam, don’t go!” And when the mute stepson finally spoke, “Mommy, if you’re leaving, please take me with you.” Finally, her diabolical, obsessive, and utterly territorial husband said, “I’ve packed our things. Where should we go?” *** Chat with me in Discord! Link: https://discord.gg/AUqYr3hchA Follow me on Instagram - @author_bajj

​"You keep giving me reasons to hate myself for what I love about you, Alice..." ​The thought is a poison. Alice Miller is the toxin in my fucking blood, turning every drop into a black, hollow void. ​She walked into Oakhaven as a student, but she became my enemy from the very first second. She thinks she can survive the grit; she thinks she can outrun the shadows. ​She’s wrong. I’m going to make her realize that in my world, the only thing more dangerous than being my enemy... is being the one thing I can’t let go of. ​I won’t just break her. I’ll own the pieces. ​"Welcome to the nightmare, Alice. I’ll be the one waiting for you in the dark." ​READ AT YOUR OWN RISK: ​This book is a Dark Romance / Psychological Thriller. It features a morally gray (to black) male lead, graphic depictions of obsession, manipulation, and intense themes that may be triggering for some. If you’re looking for a hero with a conscience, you’ve wandered into the wrong forest.

He saved her… but never planned to set her free. Aria thought betrayal was the worst pain she could feel until she met Rafael. After discovering Lucas’s true intentions, Aria walks away from love and straight into revenge. That’s when Rafael appears powerful, dashing and impossible to resist. He helps her destroy the man who broke her… but in return, he slowly takes control of her world. What begins as protection turns into possession. What feels like safety becomes a cage. Because Rafael doesn’t just want Aria by his side, he wants her completely. And the most terrifying part? A part of her doesn’t want to escape.

[Warning: Mature content | Dark romance] Aliana Vanderbilt is the witty, fierce heiress to a multi-billion-dollar empire. She always lived life on her own terms, until one fateful night changed everything. After a brutal accident involving a "lost child" that only she could see, Aliana woke to a terrifying new reality. By day, she is haunted by restless spirits. By night, she is consumed by vivid, steamy dreams of a mysterious man with icy blue eyes. Her search for a solution comes to an abrupt halt when she finally comes face-to-face with Gavriel Valentine. An enigmatic man sitting at the pinnacle of a rival business empire. He is dominating, dangerous, and everything Aliana should avoid. Yet, he alone possesses the power to end her misery. Whenever she is near him, the ghosts vanish. Driven by a desperate need for peace, Aliana bulldozes into Gavriel’s life with a scandalous demand. However, what she does not expect is his counter-offer… that she must marry him. What happens when two strong-headed personalities are tied together in a sacred union? Will they find peace, or will it spell disaster? ..... Excerpt: “I warned you, didn’t I, Aliana?” His deep, masculine voice reverberated through the air like silk. Her name rolled off his sinful lips so seductively that it made her want to roll her eyes in reluctant delight. That thought alone made her brows knit in confusion until she heard him continue, “You step into my world, and I will ruin you in ways you never imagined.” Aliana shivered, not only at the warning he had given her far too many times, but also at the way his icy blue eyes pierced her so intensely that it felt as though she might burn and freeze all at once. Ignoring her thrumming heartbeat, she drew in a sharp breath and replied, “You did… but didn’t I say there is nothing I love more than a challenge? If you’re going to ruin me, Gavriel, at least make sure you’re the only one left standing when the dust settles.” His eyes widened ever so slightly before he rose from his armchair and padded across the carpet to stand right before her. The moment his fingers lifted to touch her chin, a jolt of electricity shot down her spine as he leaned in and said, “You want to play a dangerous game, Aliana…. and make no mistake, this devil loves to play.” Tilting her chin closer to his face, he whispered, “So here’s my offer, Aliana…. marry me.” .... The book cover is mine, don't use it.