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The Mafia's Surgeon: Reborn for the Immortal

One signature sold her life away. One look sealed her fate forever. Dr. Seraphina Laurent spent six years scrubbing her father’s sins off her hands. As the daughter of the city’s most notorious mob boss, she became a top surgeon to save lives, not take them. She thought she was safe within the sterile walls of her hospital. She was wrong. When the Laurent empire crumbles in a single night of betrayal, the new King of the Underworld rises from the ashes to collect his due. Kaelen Vane. Ruthless. Lethal. And terrified by nothing—except the sunrise. He doesn't want the Laurent territory. He doesn't want the money. He wants her. "Your father’s debt is thirty million," Kaelen whispers, his skin unnaturally cold against hers. "You are the collateral." Dragged into a world of shadows, Seraphina is forced to become the personal surgeon to the Vane Syndicate. Her job is simple: Stitch up the monsters that rule the night. But Kaelen is different from the others. He moves faster than the eye can see. He never sleeps. And he looks at Seraphina not with lust, but with a haunted hunger that spans centuries. She thinks she is just a prisoner paying off a debt. She doesn't realize she is the reincarnation of the woman he lost five hundred years ago. He is a carnivore waiting to devour her. She is the only one who can handle his blood. In a game of life and death, will the surgeon cut out his heart, or will she be the one to finally make it beat again?
burmeser · 10.5k Views

Surviving A Novel I Don't Remember: A Tutor's Guide To Staying Alive

"If I can just stay under the radar, I might survive the final chapter." Kim Jowoon woke up in a novel world as the illegitimate fourth son of a marquis, Julian Von Astrea, and it looked like every single character hated him. It was a world where everyone looked like a protagonist—shining eyes, tragic backstories, destiny practically dripping off them. Everyone except him. He didn't even get a script. Then the Affection System popped up and crushed his hopes in one clean line of text: every so-called “hero” in the capital had a solid 0% interest in his continued existence. Naturally, Julian did the most reasonable thing possible—he ran. Straight into the safest job he could think of: tutoring the young son of the Empire's most reclusive (and famously cold) Duke. The plan was foolproof. Win over the kid, stay invisible, collect a fat paycheck, and live long enough to die of old age instead of plot relevance. It didn't go smoothly at first. The child barely spoke, the Duke barely appeared, and Julian briefly wondered if he'd chosen the wrong kind of death. But somehow… it worked. The Duke's son slowly warmed up to him. Lessons became warm conversations, and silence turned into trust. And even stranger, the Duke's affection level didn't just rise—it skyrocketed into something Julian absolutely had not planned for. For the first time since transmigrating, he felt safe. Then the Empire started falling apart. A masked criminal began tearing through the capital, and Julian started waking up with missing memories and an unsettling sense of déjà vu. No wounds. No explanations. Just the feeling that something had happened—and that he was better off not remembering it. He had thought he was the one being hunted. But the higher the Duke's affection climbed, the more frequent the blackouts became, and the more a terrifying possibility took shape. He came here to survive the story. Now, he was starting to suspect the Duke wasn't protecting him from the plot at all… He was protecting the plot from him.
Byul_Byre · 81k Views

The Quietest Knife

Willow wakes in a hospital bed injured, medicated, and alone. She is informed that her life, as she understood it, ended weeks earlier. Her fiancé is there. Calm. Controlled. He explains that they broke up before the accident and that the separation was mutual. He says he remained by her side only out of decency. He is already involved with someone else, his boss’s daughter, and speaks as though this version of events has always been established fact. No one in the room challenges him. The doctors attribute Willow’s disbelief to concussion and trauma. Nurses lower their voices and repeat the same explanation with careful reassurance until it becomes official, documented, and final. Each repetition strips away her certainty, replacing memory with doubt. When Willow looks to the one person who could contradict him, she finds no relief. Her fiancé’s closest friend, a man who has never hidden his dislike for her, says nothing. He offers a brief nod that confirms the narrative without words. With that single gesture, the past is closed. Every detail they present contradicts what Willow knows she lived. Weeks have been erased. Conversations have been rewritten. A relationship has been reassigned without her consent. If she resists, she will be labeled unstable, emotional, and unreliable. She will be the only one insisting that reality has been altered. So Willow stays silent. Within that silence, something colder begins to take shape. She begins to question why her fiancé needed the past rewritten at a moment when she cannot safely object. She begins to wonder why his closest friend chose this precise moment to agree. She begins to realize that decisions were made about her while she lay unconscious and defenseless. The Quietest Knife is a dark psychological romance centered on gaslighting, betrayal, and power disguised as care. It follows a slow, deliberate descent into manipulation, control, and revenge, where harm is inflicted quietly and authority wears the mask of concern. This is not a story about forgetting. It is a story about being rewritten calmly, professionally, and without resistance.
dr_ban99 · 173.4k Views

ZEKAR'S SONGBIRD

✿Mass Release on the 10th and 15th of every month!✿ ​Two Tribes. One Massacre. A Love Forged in Fire and Salt. ​In the divided world of Varnathian, the Druvkaur are fire and shadow, while the Velanthri are song and sea. They were never meant to touch. But at eighteen, Zekar, a reckless Druvkaur warrior with a dragon’s soul, meets Emery, the ethereal daughter of a Velanthri Lord. Their connection is instant—a forbidden spark that promises to bridge the gap between their warring peoples. ​Then, the world burns. ​When the Empire of Eldharûn launches a genocidal massacre, Zekar is left for dead in the ashes of his village, and Emery is dragged away in chains, a "Songbird" prize for a cruel Prince. ​Eight years pass. ​Zekar has become a legend—the Dragon King of a secret rebellion, obsessed with the girl he couldn't save. He has spent every second of his life hardening his heart and honing his fire for one purpose: to take her back. ​When he finally storms the Imperial Capital, he doesn't find the fragile girl he remembers. He finds a woman who has learned to survive in the silence. ​Zekar doesn't just want to rescue her; he wants to claim her. He takes her to his fortress in the clouds, but the slow-burn between them is now a dangerous conflagration. As a new war looms and ancient magic awakens, they must decide if their bond is a sanctuary—or a cage. ​He will burn the world to keep her. She will find her voice to save him. ♡ Updates; 2 chps on Weekdays 3/4 chps on Weekends 6+ mass release on 10th&15th
Diaval_ · 113.4k Views

A Werewolf's Unexpected Mate

[Trigger Warning: This semi dark fantasy romance contains few mature themes.] --- SYNOPSIS: •A WORLD BUILT ON LIES• Long ago, humans lived unaware of the supernatural beings hidden among them—werewolves with their primal instincts, witches whispering spells in the dark, and elves with their ancient, watchful eyes. For centuries, they coexisted in fragile silence. Then, everything shattered. Near the shadow-drenced woods of the Shadow pack kingdom, human traveler stumbled upon a gruesome scene: an old woman’s lifeless body, her skin ashen, her wounds gaping like accusations. A few paces away lay a dead werewolf, its throat ripped open, its muzzle still flecked with blood. The truth was undeniable—monsters walked among them. Fear ignited war. Humans, armed with fire and steel, hunted the supernatural races. Witches and elves were dragged into the slaughter, their homes burned, their people butchered. The bloodshed raged until King Alfred V of the Amethyst Kingdom stood before the four Werewolf Kings—Silverhowl, Crimsonheart, Shadow, and Atlassian —and offered a deal drenched in poison. A sacrifice for peace. Every twenty years, each human family would surrender a daughter to the werewolves. And in return, the future Alpha Kings must wed a human—or the war would reignite. The werewolves agreed. The witches and elves retreated, their hatred festering like an open wound. The world remained fractured, its peace a fragile lie. --- •THE PROPHECY OF FIRE• In the hidden Blaze Tribe, where crimson eyes burned like embers, the seer Prophetia foresaw annihilation. "Our people will fall," she rasped, her voice trembling. "But from the ashes, a girl will rise—the one who will bring true peace… and the one they will slaughter for it." The tribe made a desperate pact. They would cast a spell—a curse of forgotten memory—erasing their existence from the world’s mind. Their souls would be the price, but their legacy would live on in Ovelia, the child of prophecy. The night the Blaze Tribe fell, Ovelia’s parents hid her in the whispering forest, their hands shaking as they sealed a goddess—Firera—inside her infant body. Then, they turned to face their doom. --- •FATE’S CRUEL WHISPER• Ace Draven—half-werewolf, half-witch prince of Silverhowl—had never believed in destiny. Until he found a crying infant in the forest. His wolf, Fenrir, howled in recognition. A crimson thread shimmered between them—mates. But Firera, watching from within Ovelia’s soul, snarled. "She’s a child. This is too soon." With a flick of her wrist and spell, she tore the memory from Ace’s mind, leaving only an empty ache in his chest. --- •TWENTY YEARS LATER: A SACRIFICE IGNITES• Ovelia has spent her life as a slave, raised by the cruel mayor of Timberline Village—a man who would gladly sacrifice her to spare his own daughter. The night of the sacrifice, the air reeks of damp earth and iron. Torches flicker as the werewolves emerge from the shadows. And then—Ace Draven steps forward. Their eyes meet. Fenrir *howls*. Ace’s claws unsheathe, his breath ragged. He doesn’t understand why his wolf is clawing at his ribs, why his pulse hammers at the sight of this stranger. But the bond between them burns hotter than vengeance. Ovelia doesn’t know him. He doesn’t recognize her. And yet, their souls scream in unison.
FantasiaLia09 · 197.9k Views

Transmigrated Into A Demon Academy; Demon King! Have Mercy!

One minute he is Valentine Reynolds, the most honourable man and a true hero in his world, and the next minute he is the trash of another world. ‎ ‎Cast to the bottom of the food chain where shame was his daily bread and bullying his normal life, he struggled. How did this happen? HE TRANSMIGRATED. Wait... But how did he become the weakest demon in an academy where only the strong survived? An academy where only the most atrocious things happen! (Slavery, Pimping, Killing, Sedating, Torture, Rape, Sodomy). Sodomy? SODOMY??? What exactly about his past life was so wrong to be so heartlessly cursed with such severe punishment? Valentine Reynolds was highly HOMOPHOBIC!! ... But Val's predicament was nothing compared to the actual craft of this world. Here, you will see seven princes of hell wage war against themselves. Here, you will see the true nature of their abilities. Here, you will see them wrestle with other entities, weak or strong just to get to the throne. Here, you will see them mess with their weakness and prey on the weak. Here, you will see what happens in an academy where everyone is ruthless. Here, you get to see what it means for the Ruler of Hell to fall in love. Here, you get to see what happens when the one whom Hell bows to crumble his world to protect his heart. Here, you WILL see what happens when you mess with Hell himself. What? You want to see this happen? Then swipe open the chapters already! ------- NOTE: This book is slow paced. ~~~~ Releases on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesdays and Fridays. Mass Releases on Saturdays and Sundays.
Twilight_Fog · 10.6k Views

The Maid's Deception

**She came to steal a plant. She left utterly destroyed and completely his** Aria Chen is a woman who wears many masks: brilliant hacker, underground artist, medical prodigy. But none of those identities can save her dying mother from a rare disease with only one cure a nearly extinct medicinal plant called Vitalis Radix, cultivated exclusively on the private estate of billionaire CEO Damien Blackwood. Desperate and running out of time, Aria does the unthinkable: she infiltrates his fortress-like mansion as a maid under a false identity, planning to steal the plant and vanish before anyone discovers the truth. The plan is simple. "Get in. Get the plant. Get out." Until she meets him. Damien Blackwood is power incarnate ruthlessly intelligent, devastatingly handsome, and dangerously observant. From their first encounter, the attraction between them is explosive, undeniable, and completely forbidden. When he makes her his personal maid, Aria thinks she's been given the perfect access to complete her mission. She has no idea he's been waiting for her. He knows exactly who she is. And he's going to make her pay. But his punishment won't come in the form of police or prosecution. It comes in whispered commands in the darkness. In his hands claiming every inch of her virgin body. In the way he teaches her that pleasure and control are two sides of the same coin. "You're mine now. Every hole. Every moan. Every desperate whimper when you beg me to let you come." Aria is a virgin who's never experienced desire, never understood her own body's capacity for pleasure. Damien becomes her sexual awakening and her complete undoing. He introduces her to a world of dark eroticism she never knew existed remote-controlled vibrators she must wear while serving his dinner guests, sex in his office while he's on business calls, punishments that leave her marked and aching and desperate for more. She becomes addicted. To his touch. To his dominance. To the way he makes her body sing with pleasures she didn't know were possible. Every encounter pushes her boundaries further. Every night in his bed pulls her deeper into obsession. He's possessive to the point of madness, jealous of every man who looks at her, determined to own not just her body but her very soul. "When I'm done with you, you won't remember your own name. You'll only remember mine." As Aria falls deeper into Damien's web of dominance and desire, her mission becomes impossible to separate from her feelings. Her mother is dying. Time is running out. But every night in his arms makes her question what she's willing to sacrifice. When he finally catches her in the greenhouse, hands covered in soil and guilt written across her face, the confrontation is explosive. "Did you really think I didn't know? That I haven't been ten steps ahead this entire time? You played your game, Aria. Now it's time for mine." Betrayal. Rage. Raw, punishing sex that blurs the line between fury and passion. READER WARNING: This is a DARK EROTIC ROMANCE with explicit sexual content including: ** Virgin heroine's complete sexual awakening ** Dominant alpha hero with possessive/obsessive tendencies ** Power dynamics and consensual control (employer/employee) ** Public sexual situations and exhibitionism elements **Use of sex toys for control and pleasure ** Punishment scenarios (spanking, discipline) ** Intense jealousy and possessiveness ** Morally gray characters who make questionable choices ** Explicit language and graphic sexual scenes ** Pushed boundaries (always consensual) ** Emotional intensity and angst This book contains a GUARANTEED HEA but the journey is dark, twisted, and absolutely filthy. If you want safe and sweet, this isn't your book. If you want a billionaire who plays dirty and a heroine who learns to crave it, "Welcome to Blackwood Estate. where every rule is meant to be broken, every boundary is meant to be pushed, and love is the most dangerous game of all."
Salewa_25 · 124k Views

Bought by my Stepbrother, the Don

Carmen is the only daughter of a powerful mafia Don until her father is shot in the head. On the night of his funeral, she is kidnapped from her own home and dragged to an underground auction, drugged as strangers bid on her like property. She is sold for an outrageous price. A billion Dollars The buyer is Nico, her stepbrother. Five years ago, she betrayed him and made sure he was beaten and cast out of the family. Now he’s back, more powerful than ever, and in control. She runs and she fails. With no allies and no protection, Carmen is forced to play by Nico’s rules; a calculated reward system where obedience earns privileges and resistance carries consequences. He calls it repayment, but she knows its revenge. But while she plays his game, Carmen has her own objective: Get revenge on her father's killer and reclaim her father’s territory before her stepmother claims it permanently. In a world where power is everything, Carmen must decide whether Nico is her greatest enemy… or the only way to survive. Excerpt: “For a Million Dollars; take off your dress!” His voice is smooth, almost bored, but his dark eyes roam over me slowly, deliberately. I glare at him, refusing to look away, even as my pulse begins to betray me. He holds my gaze with quiet intensity, fully aware that I’ve already used my two passes in this sick little game of his. A third refusal isn’t an option. Slowly, I reach behind me for the zipper, my fingers brushing the fabric with obvious struggle on my face. He makes no move to help, choosing instead to lean back against the table, arms crossed, watching with an expression that borders on satisfaction. “I hate this game,” I mutter under my breath. His lips curve faintly. “That’s why I enjoy it.”
Colorful_madness · 10.9k Views