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(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.

My name is Eileen, not Cinderella. I am poorer than her. I lost my house. I don''t have a job. All I have left is a broken key in my hand. And now the new owner of my house was bleeding-- on my floor, my bed, and ... me. He says he needs me, but won't say why. This might be my only chance to win the house back. But ever since he showed up, strange things have followed-- shadows in the woods, whispers at midnight, and a dog that's way too big to be a dog. Who are they? Who is he? And more importantly--who am I?

Five heirs. One forbidden contract. And a bride who was never given a choice. When Sera Quinn turns twenty-one, the truth hits harder than any bullet— her life was promised away before she was even born. A single blood-sealed contract binds her to one of the Five Heirs who rule the city from the shadows: the mafia successor with a lethal calm, the charming political golden boy, the cold corporate prince, the silent bodyguard raised to kill, and the scholar whose quiet smile hides too many secrets. Each of them has a claim. Each of them has reasons to want her. And each of them is willing to break the world—and each other—to win the bride bound by blood. But Sera isn’t a pawn. Not anymore. If the heirs think she’ll follow the path written for her, they’re about to learn what happens when the promised bride decides to flip the entire empire instead. One contract started it. Her choice will end it.

​"Welcome to Yangon Learning University-where ambition is currency, and innocence is a liability. When scholarship student Soung Ka Byar enters the elite Fine Arts program, she just wants to survive. But she immediately catches the attention of the two most dangerous men on campus: Min Yatu, the wealthy and cynical 'Star Boy,' and Professor Naya Thone, a ruthless mentor who sees a potential in her that threatens to break her. As the digital gossip mill 'The Scarlet Thread' begins to track her every move, Ka Byar must decide: will she stay soft and shatter? Or will she sharpen her edges and become the scandal they all fear?"

I was once human, I got kidnapped because I had genes that one crazy scientist was looking for, and his experiment turned me into a supernatural, first lab-made super werewolf. I escaped before they got to do their experiment finish and I found my pack, run by Adam Hauptman. I had someone to protect me. Then my life came Damon Salvatore, he became my everything, my husband, my doctor, my biological half even. But he was not perfect. Inside he had an evil twin called Damien and that one wanted to torture me. he wanted to rip our love apart, to drive us apart. I grew as a woman, I became a leader of my organization, wife, and almost hero, but where I saved so many, I also lost so man. This is my story, life with Damon, our lovestory.

Zaria Remington. She is the light…. The heart everyone adored. Graceful, kind, pure as dawn… The kind of girl who made the world softer, just by being in it. She carried warmth wherever she went, never knowing the shadows that lingered behind her innocent self. Alexander Gonzales He is the darkness…. Sharp edges, cold eyes, ruthless, feared by many. A man who felt nothing, feared nothing, and trusted no one. He was built from ice and iron. Until he saw her. One glance, and the wall he spent a lifetime building began to crack. She was everything he couldn’t understand and everything he couldn’t let go. When their worlds collide, sparks ignite, shadows stir and fate trembles. One touch shatters his control. Buried secrets claw their way to the surface…

Crown Prince Gu Lian was born brilliant—admired by all, his path seemingly carved in stone: ascend the throne and protect the realm. With a loyal general, A Lie; a peerless strategist, Ai Miao; and a fiancée hailed as the capital’s most beautiful woman, he was the perfect heir in the eyes of the world. At age ten, the arrival of Murong Che, a hostage prince from a neighboring kingdom, disrupted the calm like a stone cast into still waters. Gu Lian quickly noticed that Ai Miao, his deep-thinking advisor, paid this heterochromatic youth an unusual amount of attention. To Ai Miao, Murong Che was a flawless “creation”—a vessel to mold, a key piece in a bloodless conquest. But when Gu Lian realized his dreams were haunted not by his fiancée, but by Ai Miao, his life veered off course. On a stormy night at fifteen, stripped of pride, he begged: “I need your love, Ai Miao! I want your mind—so full of empire and ambition—to hold space for me, Gu Lian!” The Emperor and Empress, alarmed by the prince’s dependence and forbidden affection, issued a secret decree. Under the guise of “greater ambition,” Ai Miao was exiled to a foreign land, leaving behind a cruel misunderstanding: a silent departure that shattered Gu Lian’s heart. Five years later, Ai Miao returned triumphant. The prince he had mentored now sat as a puppet monarch; the neighboring kingdom was all but dissolved. But what awaited him was Gu Lian’s frozen hatred, the imperial couple’s silent threats, a scandalous trap of seduction—and a chasm between them that seemed impossible to cross. Misunderstandings, schemes, jealousy, and the weight of duty loomed large. Gu Lian was forged into a blade by pain; Ai Miao clung to his original vow in silence. Until an unexpected aphrodisiac incident ignited everything—burning away their masks. In the collision of desire and truth, they confirmed with their bodies the loyalty and longing that had never faded. “I’ll be your bedmate,” the once-proud prince whispered, stripped of all dignity, eyes burning with obsession. “Just don’t touch anyone else—man or woman. Ever.” And Ai Miao, the master tactician, finally lowered every defense. In the overwhelming tide of pleasure, he saw his heart clearly: All the flawless plans, all the legendary victories—none compared to holding this man. From wary tests to life-and-death trust, from heartbreak to reunion—they must face courtly daggers, imperial pressure, and the tangled mystery surrounding a diplomatic princess. Together, they will purge the rot within and beyond the palace. This is an epic of growth and guardianship. Witness a cold strategist who plots each step for love, with devotion that cuts to the bone; a young crown prince who clings to emotion and carves out a golden age. Two mighty souls, bound to each other alone. Watch them break every chain and write a royal legend unlike any before—at the very peak of power, side by side.

She was never supposed to survive that accident. She was never supposed to wake up in the Beastworld. And she was definitely never supposed to wield a power even the beastmen fear. Dragged into a world ruled by instinct and primal strength, Lunaya discovers she is the only human capable of "Resonance", a rare ability that can calm, disrupt, or even control a beastman’s instincts with nothing but a touch. A mythical gift. A deadly curse. From the moment she arrives, a feral wolf-beastman saves her from a monstrous predator… and instantly claims her. A dragonborn warrior tries to dominate her, yet his power breaks against hers. A desert feline becomes dangerously obsessed with her scent. And a raven prophet whispers that she will bring ruin to every tribe. In a world where every species is bound by primal nature, she is the only one who can defy it. Protected, hunted, desired, she must decide who to trust if she wants to survive. But the closer the beastmen grow to her, the stronger her Resonance becomes. And soon, Lunaya uncovers a terrifying truth: She wasn't brought into this world by accident. The Beastworld called her. Claimed her. Marked her. Welcome to the Beastworld.

“Spread your legs...” That haunting command was all she remembered from the grey-eyed stranger, the man she shared a night with. Now, Ariana is branded as cursed. The girl who killed her mother. A silent omen wrapped in whispers and fear. But the truth? It’s locked inside her, buried beneath silence… because Ariana is mute. And when fate cruelly reunites her with the very man who started it all, how can she defend herself when she cannot even speak? In a world where rumors are louder than truth, will anyone ever hear her side of the story?

For two years, Aurora Mclaren blamed her exhaustion on insomnia. That lie shattered the morning she woke to find a sharp, geometric bruise scarring her wrist, a mark she was certain she never received. Now, the world around her is beginning to fray. Shadows cling to her when she stands still. Reflections scream silent warnings. And a single, unnerving text message from a blocked number delivers a terrifying truth: The boundary is thinning. Dragged through a mirror and into the Hypnagogia, a twisted, silent reflection of her university campus. Aurora discovers the gold veins blooming beneath her skin give her the power to bend and reshape this glass reality. But such power demands a devastating sacrifice. The Hypnagogia is hunting her, led by The Siphon, a monster born from her own deepest trauma. To survive, Aurora must align herself with a mismatched group of desperate survivors and Ben, the boy she’d secretly loved forever. In a world of uncanny reflections, however, trust is a fatal flaw. Ben is behaving strangely. His touch is too cold, his smile is simply too perfect. Aurora must master the rules of the void before the gold in her veins consumes her humanity entirely. Rule #1: Don’t make a sound. Rule #2: Don’t trust the reflection. Rule #3: Don’t fall in love with the monster wearing your friend's face.**

Neria really didn’t plan to die. And she definitely didn’t plan to wake up as a ghost in a magical world full of witches, ghost traps, and dramatic mansions decorated like Halloween never ended. Lost, invisible, and fully capable of causing chaos by accident, she wanders straight into the home of Ravon—a brooding lord with a mystery deeper than his pocket-sized library of forbidden books. While trying to navigate her new ghost existence (including surprise ghost-hunger, oops), Neria gets tangled in mansion drama, magic she doesn’t understand, and secrets that refuse to stay dead. Now all she wants is to survive… Or resurrect. Or stop haunting people by mistake. One of the three. Join her as she navigates her ghostly life. Night_shade07. XX

Aphiwe survived. She survived a Jokai attack, and no one has ever survived the creature's venom. But it has produced massive consequences in that she is trapped inside of her own body. Desperate to heal and recover, she accepts an offer from her mother. There is a way that can save her body, reading a book. The book makes it clear. IF YOU READ THIS BOOK, YOU WILL DIE. And so she has begun and her world has started to change, she can see things inside of others. It's not clear how it helps her body but her world is expanding. But no one lives in a vacuum. Her surviving has created great attention throughout all the great houses and even the Matriarch Prime. But Aphiwe is the daughter of Thato Ndlovu-Sana ninth daughter of the Ndlovu-Sana great house, who hold secrets that could get them and their entire sisterhood killed. This is a tale of a child's growth, a mother's love and a potentially criminal organization that is trying to be discovered and destroyed.

#Transmigration She died choking on instant noodles while hate-reading a trashy palace novel. Next thing she knows, she wakes up as Lady Seo-Hwa, the gorgeous, evil villainess who gets strangled to death in chapter 42 for trying to poison the pure-hearted heroine. Hell no. Armed with full knowledge of the original story, our girl burns the poison, confesses in front of the entire court while wearing funeral white, and somehow ends up standing at the cold emperor’s right hand instead of in a prison cell. Emperor Taehyun was supposed to hate her. He was supposed to love the sweet transmigrated heroine and execute Seo-Hwa without a second thought. Instead he’s obsessed. Someone still wants the villainess dead (assassins in the night, red silk cords, betrayal in every shadow), but every attempt only pulls Taehyun closer. One brush of fingers turns into secret midnight dates outside the palace walls. One protective glare turns into scorching kisses under a full moon. She came here to survive. She never planned to make the most powerful man in the empire fall first… and fall hard. Now the real mastermind behind the murder plots is moving, the heroine is panicking, the Empress Dowager is sharpening her knives, and war is coming to the border. 150 chapters of slow-burn royal romance, bloody palace intrigue, and the most satisfying role-reversal ever: A villainess who refuses to follow the script… and the dragon emperor who will burn the kingdom down before he lets anyone take her from him. Perfect for readers who want: - Enemies-to-lovers (but he falls first and harder) - “I know the plot and I’m breaking it” energy - Possessive emperor + clever queen vibes - Lots of kissing in inappropriate places Get ready to root for the villainess. This time, she wins everything.

Inside, a man who once wanted to be a saint and a woman who was born already crucified are finishing the only prayer they were ever meant to say together: May my heart never beat.

Her words were silenced but not lost He was covering his scars with nothingness . . . All Livia wanted was a fresh start. A new job, a little dignity, and a chance to keep her struggling family afloat. What she got instead was a front-row seat to the cold-blooded world of the Vitale crime family. Fired after just three days of enduring her infuriatingly distant boss, Angelo Vitale-a man carved from ice and steel-Livia thought her nightmare was over. Until she was kidnapped off the street and delivered to his uncle: Damien Vitale, the cruel underboss with a smile sharper than his blade. Now, trapped in a power struggle between two merciless men, Livia learns that survival is more than just keeping your head down-it's knowing when to fight back, and when to make them bleed. But Angelo isn't the man she thought he was. He finds her. Claims her. And in one heated moment-back pressed against his office door, voice a low command in her ear-he makes one thing clear: "You don't walk away from me, Livia. Not when I've already chosen you." Torn between danger and desire, fear and fascination, Livia is pulled into a deadly game of secrets, scars, and the kind of love that ruins you completely. And in the shadows, someone is watching-waiting to shatter what's left of her hope.

When Katherine's mother marries into the Ashford family, Katherine gets more than a new house and a rich stepdad. She gets Damien She gets Elijah She gets Sebastian Three stepbrothers. Triplets. All of them off-limits. All of them obsessed. Katherine knows she should keep her head down. Graduate. Get out. But the Ashford brothers don't let things go. And once they decide she's theirs, running isn't an option.

Ariana Valerie a young delicate and elegant girl who was always standing, facing her calendar hinged on the wall, her hand tracing the arranged numbers on the calendar, counting the days she has left as she has already been told.                She hated herself for not having much time to fulfill her dreams, and the worst part of her misfortune was that, the doctors were clueless about her pervasive sickness.                   So she stopped wasting her time on her calendars and had her one goal, to graduate, leaving proof she existed after she had exited. Ariana got admitted to the oldest university in Rockwood, Westmoore University.                  With a scholarship, and a mismatched pair of eyes she never understood, Ariana for short Aria just wanted a quiet life. A degree. Time.             All her dreams of finishing the university peacefully came crashing down when she met Rowan Graye. He is everything she isn’t, admirable, feared. His cruelty feels personal. His eyes feel familiar. And his presence makes her heartbeat slow not in the romantic way, but in a frightening one and he always loved to hear the rhythm of her heart beat.                  Still, despite the arrogance and distance, something pulls her closer. Something ancient. Something that feels like remembering. Aria doesn’t know this university holds her past. And she certainly doesn’t know that she and Rowan have already lived once…and lost everything.

[Warning: Mature Content] In the world of magic, amidst various species, there existed the Lumens. They were highly coveted for their blood and their extraordinary powers. ​ Amongst them was a Lumen Princess named Evelyn, an ethereal beauty, who lived her entire life believing she was weak and powerless. Abandoned by her father, abused by her stepmother & tormented by her brother, she never knew love. Shunned by society, she spent her entire life as a caged bird. ​But things start to change when Evelyn is sent to the infamous Blood Moon Academy on her eighteenth birthday, under the guise of completing her further education. ​The twist? The academy is situated in a kingdom of vampires. Terrified to be a walking delicacy amongst the creatures of the night, all it took was one fateful encounter to meet the most powerful predator alive—the crown prince of Versailles, Ivan Ignia De Ashen. He was drop-dead gorgeous and considered to be the epitome of perfection. He appeared as cold as ice, but was a raging inferno within, ready to burn anyone who dared to step into his breathing space. ​He warns her to stay away, but fate has its own plan. What will she do when he decides to claim her as his? ​Thrown together in a royal gothic academy full of power-hungry nobles, twisted professors, and more secrets than spellbooks, what truth will they uncover about their bloodlines and their past? ​ With enemies lurking in the shadows and ancient darkness threatening to rise again, what happens when the secrets about them begin to unravel? Excerpt- He finally moved his sinful lips and said "Hm, I'll help you catch up with your studies" he said, pausing for a moment before continuing "I don't usually do this....help, I mean. But since your progress also affects me, that's the only reason I'll help you this time." "Though, Princess, there are a couple of things I need you to keep in mind, before we move forward." When she nodded he continued, "I don't like wasting time. So when I call, you come. I don't appreciate anyone being intrusive about my matters, so I'd prefer if you keep any curious thoughts to yourself." "And lastly..," He leaned in slightly, maintaining steady eye contact with her. His voice dropped to a low, almost warning tone. "Don't fall in love with me. I don't do love. And the minute I find you show any signs of clinginess… that's when you'll pay the price." ..... "My payment would be…your blood." His eyes suddenly turned serious as he continued, "You shall never offer your blood to anyone else throughout your academic years...meaning you will never serve anyone else." Eve stood stunned, her breath caught in her throat as she waited for him to finish. Then he leaned in, his lips barely an inch from hers, and whispered, "Except me." The only word that kept echoing in her mind was 'blood'....and she could see she was becoming something rare in his eyes. A delicacy reserved for the devil himself. The book cover is mine, don't use it!

He took her as payment. He never expected to fall for her fire. When Mira Valente’s brother vanishes with cartel money, the mafia comes knocking—and she’s the price. Cold, ruthless, and untouchably powerful, Jace Romano doesn’t need a wife. But Mira? She’s defiant, sharp-tongued, and everything he wasn’t prepared for. Forced into a marriage she never wanted, Mira enters a world ruled by silence, blood, and shadows. Jace may own her freedom, but not her soul. She refuses to break, even as the lines between hate and desire begin to blur. But when secrets surface, betrayals cut deep, and war brews on all sides, Mira and Jace must choose: destroy each other—or fight to survive something neither of them ever saw coming. A slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers mafia romance filled with power, passion, and the kind of love that could ruin them both… or make them unstoppable.

Renji Takeda didn’t expect to die from drinking too much sake. He also didn’t expect to wake up as Leif Thorenvald, the second male lead in a romance novel. But wait—shouldn’t he have transmigrated as a villainess? Or maybe an omega in some steamy Omegaverse? Nope. Fate clearly enjoys a joke. Now he’s trapped in a story where the heroine wields divine powers, the villainess plots in silk gowns, and the dashing Grand Duke is destined to win the girl. And Renji? He’s the poor sap who gets rejected with a smile. There’s just one tiny issue. Renji is gay. So instead of sulking and chasing after a woman he has zero interest in, he tosses the author’s script into the chamber fireplace, packs his bags, and flees to the cold, quiet North to enjoy his second life in peace. Everything’s going perfectly... Until the Grand Duke, Alvar Ragnulfsson, shows up. The supposedly straight male lead is suddenly far too close—lingering stares, casual touches, and an interest that’s definitely crossing the “just friends” line. Suddenly, the overlooked second lead might be headlining a very different story. Between politics, divine powers, and a dangerously attentive Grand Duke, Renji has only one question: Is he rewriting the script... or is the script rewriting him?