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[Matured Content: Crime/R18. ABO world.] Rihan had always been an intense oddball.... an enigma in every sense. Since childhood, he carried an obsessive fascination with death, a trait that made him both feared and misunderstood. To survive in a world already unsettled by his nature, he disguised himself as an Alpha, hiding what he truly was. Yet despite his strangeness, or perhaps because of it, he rose to become one of the most sought-after detectives in the country. But his carefully constructed life begins to unravel when he is pulled into a new kind of case. One where the seeker becomes the pursued. This killer isn’t just leaving bodies behind; he’s leaving messages for Rihan. Kang Taeryn, an assassin whose trail is written in blood, has been watching him for years. To Taeryn, Rihan isn’t a detective to be outwitted, he’s the prize, his obsession, the inevitable endgame. Now, as the line between predator and prey blurs, Rihan must confront himself… and the dangerous devotion of a killer who swears Rihan belongs to him. **** Crazy, golden retriever Alpha who has eyes only for his Enigma. Cold, yandere Enigma. Tags: gore, actions, crime, murders, disabled characters, mental illness, mature, thriller, slice of life, investigations, face slapping etc

(trigger warning. This book contains mature themes) ****** "I can't..." she gasped between broken moans, her voice trembling somewhere between pain and pleasure. Every thrust seemed to blur the line between surrender and defiance. Then she whispered a name between her sweet cries ...it wasn’t mine. I froze. A slow, humorless smile curved my lips as the sound of his name filled the space between us. “Raph…” she breathed. I leaned in, my mouth brushing her ear. Feeling her tremble from touch until my teeth nibbled her earlobes hard enough to make her whimper and her fold to clench around my fingers. “Wrong name, Lynn.” I hissed, withdrawing from the warmth of her insides. I felt her body tense. She clawed at my shoulders, a desperate plea in every touch. “Don’t…” she whimpered. Those jade-like eyes unravelled me that moment. I could feel the ache in my trousers. A troublesome little viper. A cruel smile traced my lips hiding my emotions. “You called the wrong name,” I murmured, my voice low, dangerous. “And bad girls deserve to be punished.” Her glossy eyes met mine... so full of confusion, want, and power she didn’t yet understand. If she only knew how close I was to breaking. Because the only name she should be calling… was mine. Lucien. I craved it as badly as the air I breathe. ****** For better or for worse, till death do us part. That was their vows at the altar, but her husband broke them first.. He claims an open marriage is the solution to their childless marriage and that it's to protect her own interests. But all Braelyn sees is a prison built from guilt and lies. One heartbroken night, she stumbles into a karaoke bar and into the arms of Lucien. A man shrouded in mystery, rebellion, and danger. His very presence tells her to run but it also gives her the solace she craved. She never expected to see him again after she ran, forgetting his sinful existence, but life wasn't done making a joke out of her. Lucien isn't just any man, but one who can destroy everything she believes in. The man she was never meant to meet. Her husband's uncle The black sheep of the Volkov dynasty. A man whose desire will ruin her. Lucien knows she can't be his, but he was never a man who respected social norms. He doesn't care about anything but her every sin and touch. All he wants… is her, no matter how sinful it gets.

Annabelle once had everything, wealth, power, family, even though it wasn't the warmest. But one day everything changed. The same people she knew as family denied her, stripped her of everything and then replaced her. Left with nothing to her name, she was but a shell of her former self but she refused to be broken. If she was going down, then she would take them all down with her. In her quest for revenge, she turned to the CEO of her “family's” rival company, Cassian Quinn, for assistance but nothing went as she would have with a sudden condition placed before her, a condition that would decide her fate and what becomes of her revenge.

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A naive virgin heiress with an outrageous to-do list hires a very reluctant bad boy to be her bodyguard. Oh, and he has to help her live a whole lifetime in one short week. Too bad he's not interested in starred item No. 12: A one-night stand. Guess she'll have to find a more willing partner ... only her new bodyguard is making it difficult for her to pay attention to anyone, but him.

​Ardyn was offered to the Serpent Lord as a sacrifice — but she did not expect to be seen. When she meets Varric, ruler of Serpentia, something ancient and impossible awakens between them. He does not claim her. He waits. And in that moment, an unexpected love begins to bloom. Varric is willing to accept what fate offers. Ardyn is not. Haunted by doubt and determined to stand as his equal, she refuses to believe love alone is enough. As Ardyn awakens a rare and evolving magic tied to her very soul, she and Varric form a powerful bond that transcends distance, form, and fear. But for Ardyn, love without equality feels like a lie — and she sets out on a dangerous journey to gain power, longevity, and immortality on her own terms. Her path leads her across magical realms in search of ancient magic - The Life Way. Every choice reshapes not only her future, but the nature of their bond itself. This is a story of chosen love, shared power, and a woman who refuses to remain small — even for the one she loves. --------------- If you’d like to support my writing journey or explore the hidden lore behind Amethyst Eyes and Dark Scales, you can visit my Patreon — RaeJenaBib. There are two exclusive tiers for readers who want to go deeper into Varric and Ardyn’s world: Amethyst Touch — Early access to upcoming chapter outlines, author’s notes, and private musings. Amethyst Kiss — Everything in Touch, plus exclusive lore drops, bonus side stories, and secret insights into the world beneath the scales. Your support helps me keep writing, dreaming, and bringing this story to life.

[A 5-chapter mass release is coming! Save the date: December 27th] A major on-stage accident caused Saphen—who had just received the Best Actor of the Year award, becoming the youngest actor ever to earn this prestigious title—to die. He thought everything would end there, but… [Ding! Congratulations, you have been bound to the White Moonlight System!] [What is a White Moonlight? It’s the warm ember in a snowy night, the shelter in times of danger, the one who accompanies the male lead, shines alongside him, and in the end only lives within the male lead’s heart, remembered in certain fleeting moments!] [That’s right. That person is you!] Saphen: “…” Saphen: “Can I refuse?” 6677: [Complete the missions and you will receive a chance to revive...] Saphen immediately grabbed his “luggage”: “Hurry up!” . ✦ Amnesiac Male Lead × "Money-Loving" White Moonlight - Complete ✦ Beauty and the Beast - Ongoing ... Note: There will be both HE and SE worlds. There are at least 10 worlds in total. Includes smut content. The male leads are fragments of the same soul. I can't say any more because it would be a spoiler, but please read it anyway! . At least 7 chapters a week. Please support me with Power Stones and Golden Tickets. There are special benefits for top fans, so please read Chapter 0: Dear Reader. Your support is my greatest motivation. Thank you very much.

[Warning: Possessive and yandere alphas, kidnapping, harem, and smut!] Lucien de Luca, heir to blood and bullets, wears the crown of the Lucero Syndicate, the most feared mafia in the country. A ruthless don with an empire at his feet, he built his throne on loyalty, violence, and cold calculation. But beneath the smoke, silk, and gunpowder, Lucien hides a dangerous secret. He’s not just the mafia’s serpent king, he’s an omega. And not just any omega, one who craves to be claimed, knotted, and broken by the kind of alpha strong enough to put him on his knees. The betrayal comes from within. His stepbrother—beloved right-hand, trusted shadow—sells him to five rival alphas, thinking it will erase Lucien from the game and leave the Lucero empire ripe for the taking. Only Lucien isn’t the helpless pawn his brother imagines. He’s the one holding the strings. He lets himself fall into the hands of his enemies… Because what better way to satisfy his darkest desires than to be devoured by four predators at once? But betrayal never goes unpunished. Before surrendering himself, Lucien left behind a gift, one last trap. And when it springs, his brother’s dream of power will burn to ashes, while Lucien takes his place exactly where he’s always longed to be: tangled in the arms of his alphas, finally free to indulge the filthy, dangerous hunger he’s denied all his life.

Roxanna died in a snowstorm apocalypse after being betrayed by her ex-husband and her best friend. But instead of resting in peace, she wakes up in the body of Roxanna Vixelle, the infamous Pink Fox villainess who tortured her five beast husbands for fun. Worse, the system in her head says: [Mandatory Survival Action: Mate with one of your husbands to gain +5 days of life.] [Failure Consequence: Death in 48 hours.] She thought she would never be able to complete that mission because after all, her husbands despise her. But without her realizing it, all five of them can hear every single thought inside her adorable little head. So when the system gives her that impossible quest again… All her husbands immediately line up in front of her like soldiers waiting for inspection. Dog husband: “CHOOSE ME! I’m the strongest! I have stamina for DAYS!” Fish husband: “I… I promise to be gentle.” Cat husband: “Step aside. She’ll choose who she wants.” Albino Lizard husband: “If mating will stabilize her lifespan, then I will do it.” Bird husband: “HEY! Don’t volunteer yourself first!” From then on, her lifespan would continue to increase, but at what cost? ==== Disclaimer: this is a REVERSE HAREM, meaning the female lead doesn’t need to choose.

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air. "You shouldn't be here," Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling. "Shouldn't I?" His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume. "I haven’t seen you for the last two days," his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. "Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?" Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, "I don't belong to anyone.” "A bold claim," he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. "Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch." His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. "Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?"

Sold by her father, Bella short for Arabella, was forced to live a life as a slave that would entertain the guests of the castle. The job of slaves were merely to be humiliated and to have as feast once they became a boring creature toward the guests. Arabella with her fierce attitude had only caused more trouble than good, although that helped her from being feasted by the vampires until her body dried up, the vampires also enjoy in harming her, toying with her, hoping to see that one day she would break. However she had caught the wrong attention by those crimson gaze, eventually being the toy of the one and only Mad Crown Prince of Versailles. Eventually this interest only cause her to be more tangled by the twisted and thorny battle for the Throne. Will eventually Bella concede and accept the Mad crown prince? Or will she finally succeed in running away from his grasp. Why her? *** excerpt*** Arabella felt her wrists stung as the shackle around her wrist jingled from the sudden pull. She then met with the icy red eyes that brood down upon her appearance, drinking into every inch of her figure as if he was studying her, even to how those breaths escaped her lips. "I thought we had bonded over the days we have spent together, Bella," he sang, his bright scarlet eyes betraying the singing tone he had used as it had grown so dark and filled with anger. "Yet you left so quickly as soon as I opened the castle gate." Bella gritted her teeth, her eyes glaring at him as she defiantly shook his hand off her face, "I can remind you if you have forgotten it, Your Majesty, I am kept here against my wish." Cassius' smile faded as he stared at her. The sudden pin-drop silence filled her nerves with tension as she found his smileless face the most terrifying sight. She had always known his fearsome side however, it felt scarier tonight. Bella tried to endure how loud her heart had raced against her chest, gathering her breaths together even though it remained shallow in his presence. "So cold," he muttered, his tone trying to tease her, but she could see the raw anger crossing his eyes. "You cannot run from me. Not after what we've done. Not after what you promised." Her heart faltered. She wasn't supposed to stay in this castle; she knew that the royal palace was filled with those vampire monsters who would kill for their desire, simply to have fun. She knew she should never give her heart to any of these monsters, and she had once believed she would never. But that was until Cassius came. She had made that promise because her heart had betrayed her, and she wished that she had never uttered that promise. Promises she had made to him on the call of love. Yet deep within her, a part of her still crave for him. "You're not the first one I have broken my promises with," she gritted her teeth and looked up at him, "I broke my promise the way you broke yours first, isn't it fair?" "Fair? Then was everything a lie, Arabella?" he murmured, his hands cupping her face, forcing her to meet his eyes. "You were mine the moment you entered my castle. And you will be mine until the very end." She gulped as his eyes shone underneath the moonlight, his gaze unforgiving over her, exposing his wild hunger. Her breath caught, her pulse quickening. "A human and a vampire should have never stayed together. They were all right." "I don't care," he spoke through his clenched jaw. "You're going to remain here by my side forever."

Terrified of CEO billionaire Kellan Ward's obsessive, possessive love, Aurora Moon escaped his gilded cage... ...only to be brutally tortured and murdered by her conniving childhood sweetheart and treacherous half-sister. All to claim the family fortune. But fate isn't done with Aurora. After her spirit watches Kellan take revenge and then die for her, she wakes up one year in the past. She has a second chance to love the man she feared. The man who killed for her and who died for her. This time, Aurora will walk into his arms not as a captive, but as a queen claiming her king. She will love Kellan Ward with her whole, dark heart, embracing the crazy, all-consuming love she once rejected...and damn to hell anyone who dares to keep them apart.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!Ahmet's laughter was like a slap in the face. "You think you're in a position to negotiate with me?" he sneered. "I don't think so, Asli. You'll do what I say, or suffer the consequences. Do you want more time to outsmart me? No.” She could play his game. She certainly could do that before she finally killed him. A mischievous grin formed on her lips. "What would you gain from sleeping with me?" she asked, trying to keep her tone neutral. "You're not exactly known for your romantic conquests. And we're rivals, not to mention the fact that our families would kill us if they found out." She paused, her eyes narrowing. "So, what's the real motive here? What could you possibly gain from this?" There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, Asli wondered if she had caught him off guard. But then, Ahmet's smooth voice came back, dripping with confidence. "I’m glad to know you are well-informed about my romantic conquests. Let's just say, Asli, that I have my reasons. And as for what I'd gain… well, that's for me to know and you to find out." His tone sent a shiver down her spine, and she knew she had to tread carefully. She wasn’t going to win this against him. “Show me what proof you have and I will give in to your demands.” With that, she hung up the call, feeling a small sense of satisfaction at being the one to end the conversation this time. She was the only woman in the male-dominated Mafia world. Did he think he could subdue her so easily?

LIMERENCE Trilogy Book I Regardless of how the world sees him as a young, multi-talented actor with a cinematic smile and an Emmy award, Joey Carter has been living a double life since before he could even spell the word freedom. Joey belongs to Don Domenico Cassano, a ‘Ndrangheta mafia boss whose name is never spoken aloud in the newspapers, but whispered in fear through the corridors of law and the underworld. Their relationship is not love, but neither is it hatred. It is something in between—obsession, wounds, dependency, and the desire to be destroyed by the very same man who loves you. "What happens when the one who captivates your heart is also the one who imprisons it. Not love. Not hate. Only a dependency rooted deep, like poison in the blood." Story writer by oishielmo Dark Psychological Romance · Mafia Drama · Trauma Bonding · Coming-of-Age

In his past life, he was a 25-year-old woman and just your average office worker—until he suddenly kicked the bucket while watching a streamer attempt the most ridiculous challenge from one of the popular simulation games: 100 Baby Challenge! Now, he’s been thrown into a fantasy world as a sixteen-year-old boy and the only way back home is to clear that exact same challenge. He thought that it will be easy as a man in a magical world full of different races and powers, surely making 100 babies should be a piece of cake! …Or so he thought. Because the universe had other plans. With his pretty face, delicate body and alluring scent, instead of being the one doing the impregnating, he’s the one getting pushed down by dangerously handsome men He’s the one who’s going to get pregnant and carry all one hundred children himself. ... Additional tags: #reverse_harem #adorable_babies #elf #devil #dragon #vampire #beastkin

"Who is it this time?” His voice was a low rasp, curling into the room like smoke, tying her stomach in knots of fear and something darker. Eva forced her pulse to slow, telling herself not to back down. But when his hands rose from the arms of the chair, a shiver ran down her spine. "You aren't supposed to be here," she gasped, as he stood impossibly fast. His black wings unfurled, stretching wide, enveloping her, pressing her to his chest as though he claimed her before she could claim her own breath. "Why?" His lips curled into a wicked, sharp smile. "So I won't discover you running off with that useless boy?" "I didn't—" "Of course, because he's dead." His words cut like a blade, delivered with the certainty of a god reading an open book. Eva stumbled back, pressed to the wall. "You've lost your mind! You didn't kill him—" "Why shouldn't I?" His voice dropped to a growl. A single finger traced the fading red mark on her neck. His eyes snapped with fury; the air itself shivered. He leaned forward, lips brushing her skin, teeth grazing flesh in a possessive bite, erasing another's mark. "He dares," Hades hissed, deadly and low, "he dares touch what belongs to me. A fool. Bold enough to place his lips where mine already mark her." Eva's chest heaved, terror and desire entwined so tightly she could barely breathe. His wings tightened, dark and unyielding, and she realized escape was no longer an option, and perhaps, she didn't even want it. "Don't forget, dear," he murmured, lips grazing her ear, "I've bought you. You're mine now. And I don't like to share." **** Humans are nothing more than servants in the glittering, cruel society of the winged Seraph. When a human offends them, the punishment is simple: be sold. Evangeline, never thought her own family would betray her. But when her sister committed the unforgivable, offending a seraph, their mother offered Eva in her place- without hesitation. Cast aside like unwanted trash, Eva is paraded before the Seraph nobility to be claimed. No one wants her. Until he appears. The Black Wing. The only Seraph whose feathers are not gold or silver or white, but midnight black. Feared. Cursed. Whispers say every human he has ever taken has perished. And yet, he chooses her. Dragged into his world of shadows, Eva becomes the obsession of a man everyone else fear and despises. He is possessive, merciless, and dangerously seductive. And while her family prays she will be destroyed... Eva begins to wonder if the true danger lies not in his black wings- but in the way her heart betrays her whenever he draws near. Can she ever survive this game of fate?

It is said that a child finds comfort only in their home — their Sanctuary, the only place where they feel safe, loved, and at peace. This is the case for many children, even adults. But unfortunately, It was destined that I would not be one of them. In my own home. Among my family. With the mother who gave birth to me and the siblings who came from the same womb. I have never, not even for one day, felt love or comfort there. My sisters are ashamed of me. My younger brother does not respect me. And my mother? She is the harshest of all. Since I was a child, she has not loved me, cannot stand to see me, and scolds me whenever she does. As I grew up, I became nothing but the family’s disgrace — a moving money box for my mother and my little brother. How many times have I thought about ending my life? How many times have I thought about giving up on this miserable life? People may think I am too dramatic, but — If you have not burned yourself on live coals, how can you feel their heat? No one in this world will ever understand me. But that’s all right. Because I did not give up. Not because I am strong. Not because I am holding on to life. But because of one person. Except this person was not human. Not an animal. Not even a ghost. This person is the final villain in my favorite novel. Years spent following him, reading everything that happened to him. Years spent accompanying him. His existence became my world — my only world. I love him. I adore him. Even if he is not real. Even if he is only a man of paper and ink. I am willing to do anything for him. I would die for him. And then the gods granted me my only wish... Now, I am in his world. And this time, I will save him. Yes, I will do the impossible to save him. I will kill for him and die for him. So, Cassel… This is how madly I love you. How much I am obsessed with you. I am ready to destroy myself and the whole world for you.  ... So, can you look at me?

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "I want to make a few things clear" Aldric's lips brushed passed Amelia's lips. "Touch another man, he dies. Let another man touch you, he dies." "Tell me what you want Amelia,do you want me on my knees." Amelia trembled as he said those words, Aldric looked at Amelia lips and kissed her passionately, "You are my woman, Amelia" Mine alone. VOLUME ONE_ [MAIN STORY] A story of an innocent girl and the devil. A/N: This is a dark fantasy romance book. The ML is dangerous, while our dear FL is innocent and kind.

**The Four Ghosts of the Empire** The Empire didn’t fall to an army; it collapsed under the weight of a Hero’s broken heart. Alaric was the "Golden Knight," a puppet of a corrupted Empire who hunted the innocent in the name of justice. His last mission: execute the Saintess Evelina for a crime she didn't commit. But when he found her—broken and discarded by the very people he served—the "Hero" finally snapped. In a violent explosion of forbidden mana, Alaric tore the fabric of time itself, dragging the world back to the past. But Alaric wasn't the only one who returned. **Evelina**, the Saintess who still feels the ghost of the noose around her neck. **Killian**, the Shadow who lost his sanity searching for a love he couldn't save. **Seraphina**, the "Villainess" who died in a dark hole and has no intention of playing the victim again. They have a second chance, but they aren't the young, hopeful souls they once were. They are four ghosts trapped in living bodies, scarred by memories of death and betrayal. In a game of gods and emperors, can they change the future when their souls are already too damaged to heal? *"We died as enemies. We woke up as ghosts. And this time, the Empire will burn with us."*

She died wearing a crown that was never meant for her. Betrayed by blood, silenced by loyalty, and condemned as a queen history erased, she meets her end on the cold steps of the throne. But death is not the end. Reborn years before her execution, she awakens beneath the same cursed crown—this time with memories intact and a heart hardened by truth. Forgiveness is no longer her goal. Survival is not enough. She will reclaim her power. As ancient magic awakens and conspiracies tighten, Aelira draws the attention of a dangerous man—one who moves in the shadows of the throne, sworn to destroy threats before they rise. He should have killed her. Instead, he watches. Protects. Becomes obsessed with the woman the kingdom is determined to erase. In a court where love is a weakness and power is paid for in blood, Aelira must decide whether she will rule alone—or claim the one man ruthless enough to stand beside her. This time, she will not die quietly.