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“I hear you would do anything for the right price. If that's the case, then I would like to hire you. How much would you charge?” - Daniel Park, aka Fenrir, knew his reckless decision to earn money would bite him in the ass one day. He just did not expect it to happen so soon. After finally running away from the mafia, all Daniel needed to do was repay his debt to the ‘Den.’ Once he did, he and his brother would be free to live their lives. What he failed to account for was the obsession of the Alpha who had been obsessed with him from a young age. Daniel might have escaped the Den, but he was never able to run away from it. At least, not while the Young Master still had a hold on him. __________ “See, I told you that we are made for each other. No matter where you run and no matter what you do, you will always come back to me. After all, you became an omega because of me, and I became an alpha for your sake.” Young Master Ivan’s sinful voice sounded like melted lust. There was no reasoning with an alpha in rut. In the end, no matter how much Daniel suffered and how far he tried to run, he was bound by the dark obsession of an alpha standing at the top of the food chain. He never had a choice to run in the first place. __________ R18, Smut, Omegaverse, BL, Yaoi, Possessive, Alpha, Dark, BDSM…I don’t want to tag more…

Yao Zhi died in regret due to exhaustion and transmigrated into an unrecorded kingdom in history. Waking up to find herself in a body weighing more than 200 jin, she was in despair. As she was ready to curse Heaven, she found herself bound with a system. With an auction system on hand, she embarked on the journey of pampering her rough husband and building her business.

Selene Jameson has always been the family stain, unwanted daughter, shadow to the golden children. The night her mother dies saving her life, Selene loses the only person who ever loved her. When Atlas D'Angelo, the boy she gave everything to, betrays her in the cruelest way possible, she vows never to beg for love again. But fate has darker plans. On the night Selene finally tastes freedom, fame, money, a future of her own her family sells her to a supernatural auction. She's thrust into a hidden world ruled by lycans who see humans as nothing more than commodity. Then he buys her. Mikhail Morozov, Wintercrest Alpha and High Alpha of the Onyx Concord. Feared across Nocturna, Lycan Realm. With a shattered past, a missing sister, and a throne built on blood and betrayal, the last thing he needs is a defiant human girl with a sharp tongue and darker humor than his sins. But Selene isn't human. She bears the Crescent, a mark of ancient power that could save the Nocturna or destroy it. When Kustav Volkov, a rival ruthless Alpha, is revealed to be Selene's father, he lays his claim on her. Mikhail offers Selene a choice: marry him in a blood-bound pact that grants her protection under lycan law. But this marriage of convenience will be anything but convenient. *** "And you smell good," I interrupted, words tumbling out before I could stop them. "Really good. Like winter but not the terrifying kind. The beautiful kind. With snow and—" I scrunched my nose, grasping for the description. "Those delicate frost patterns that appear on glass." Mikhail produced a sound deep in his chest that could've been a growl or a chuckle or something caught between. "Why are there two staircases?" I blurted suddenly, fixating on the duplicated grand stairway looming before us. "Is this intentional? Seems ridiculously excessive." "There's only one staircase, moya." "Are you certain? Because I'm definitely seeing two. Perhaps you require vision correction. Do lycans need glasses? That would be hilarious. Tiny spectacles perched on a massive terrifying wolf—" "Selene." His voice emerged strained, taut in a manner that penetrated even through my fog. "You need to stop talking." I peered up at him, hurt piercing through the pleasant haze. "Why? Am I irritating you? I'm sorry. I'll stay quiet." "No." The word escaped sharp, nearly anguished. "You're not irritating me. You're—" He severed the sentence, jaw clenching so viciously I witnessed the muscle twitch. "Just... rest." But I didn't want rest. I wanted to comprehend why his expression appeared like that—all rigid and ravenous and something else I couldn't identify. "Are you alright?" I asked, raising my hand toward his jaw. He intercepted my wrist before contact, his hold gentle yet unyielding. "Don't." "Why not?" "Because I'm barely maintaining control as it is, and if you touch me right now—" He halted abruptly, eyes compressing shut momentarily. "Just don't." That should've frightened me. The ferocity in his tone, the way his restraint appeared to unravel at the seams. But intoxicated-me simply smiled, inexplicably pleased. Then I caught the way his gaze dropped. Just for a fraction of a heartbeat. To my mouth. Heat bloomed through my chest, spreading like wildfire. "You want to kiss me," I breathed, the revelation making me giddy. His eyes snapped back to mine, glacial blue turned predatory. "Kissing," he said slowly, voice dropping an octave, "doesn't even begin to scratch the surface of what I want to do to you." The air left my lungs. His grip on my wrist shifted, thumb finding my pulse point. Pressing there. Feeling the frantic rhythm he'd caused. "Kissing is gentle," he continued, leaning in just enough that his breath ghosted across my lips. Close enough to take. Close enough to claim. But he didn't. "Kissing is sweet. What I want?" His eyes dragged down my face, my throat, lower then back up with deliberate slowness. "There's nothing gentle about it."

“I want to do it. “   “What!? “I reply in panic as I begin to struggle against his hold, but he tightens his grip around me. I’m afraid of getting caught, but why is a part of me suddenly excited by this? By the way he’s holding…pulling me close… not letting go. Why do I like it even though I know getting caught could be disastrous? “H… hey, please. Not here… I… I … “I begin, but he cuts me off as he moves a leg between mine and begins to press against my bulge. “Your body tells another story… “He says as he runs his tongue over the marks he created on my neck last night and I shiver in his arms. I feel him smirk against my neck, and I curse myself for how easy it is for him to get a reaction out of me. “But… This is a public space… “I struggle to complete my sentence as he begins to massage my bulge with his thigh. “You’re all I care about right now. “He replies as he reaches for and starts undoing my belt, and I reach down to hold onto it in fear. “What are you saying? Your reputation… “I begin, and he finally pulls away from me. “It would be just fine. “He cuts me off, and I gulp. “Are you ashamed of me? “He suddenly questions, and my eyes widen. “Of course not! It’s just… “I begin, but he doesn’t let me finish. “You’re the one who wanted my attention. “ “Not like this! “   “This is how I want to give it. “He replies, and I stare at him with wide eyes. This is bad. If we're caught fucking here, it'll be chaos. and he doesn't seem to mind that. These brothers are insane!! ***** Five Alphas. One innocent Omega. And a heat no one’s ready for. ******* Known as a misfit with a weird feature(Red eyes), his whole life, everything hit rock bottom when his parents disowned and kicked him out of his home for being attracted to men. One accident later, he wakes up in another world, groggy, naked… and on display at a beastmen auction. They called him rare. Valuable. Breedable. Twenty thousand golden bars later, he’s sold... to not one, but five Alpha brothers. All beastmen. All dangerously possessive. Each one hotter...and crazier...than the last. They’re fighting over who gets to breed him first. And Elián? He’s never even kissed anyone before. Alpha Koda, the calmest of the five brothers, promises Elián will be safe. But nothing about this new world feels safe to Elián. Not the way the Alphas look at him. Not the way his body responds to them. And definitely not that word they keep calling him. Omega. Elián is a man. Men aren’t supposed to have babies. But somehow… every Alpha wants to breed him. Because Elián might just be the key to a generation of powerful beastmen. Now, five ruthless brothers are ready to give Elián everything he could ever want... Including unending love... If he’ll let one of them put a baby in him. How will he react to all this? Especially when he has no idea what it feels like to be loved.

Andy realizes the hard way that he's too pretty for prison. Unfortunately he's already caught the eye of the most dangerous inmate in Third Block. Warning: Dark Romance, Obsession, Prison

When her boyfriend humiliates her in front of the entire city for being “poor”, Alina Moretti thinks the worst day of her life has arrived. But she is wrong. That same night, she receives an offer no sane woman would accept. The offer was to marry Dante Russo — billionaire CEO by day, ruthless mafia sovereign by night. The contract is simple: One year. Public perfection. No love. No questions. Dante doesn’t believe in love. He believes in control, power, and leverage. A wife will strengthen his empire, produce heirs maybe and then nothing more. But Alina is not what she seems. Raised in modest silence, she hides a truth that could rival his empire — a family secret buried under years of deliberate obscurity. Their marriage begins as a calculated arrangement until it becomes a battlefield of pride, ego and emotions. And then one reckless, alcohol-laced night changes everything. When two pink lines appear, the rules of their contract shatter. Dante grows colder. Enemies grow bolder. Secrets grow heavier. And somewhere between power and possession… love begins to bloom in the shadows. But in a world built on loyalty and blood, love may be the most dangerous weakness of all.

Elena awakens from a four-year coma into the body of Jang Eunjun, armed with a mysterious system granting stats, skills, and quests. Fueled by an unbreakable dream to become a K-pop idol, she enters the cutthroat survival show, climbing to #1 through flawless vocals, rapid growth, and unrelenting determination. Yet, Tragedy strikes when her mother dies from a sudden heart attack. Crushed by guilt for prioritizing stardom over family, Elena abandons her idol dream entirely, retreating to quietly manage the family music store in anonymity. Fate intervenes once more. A stranger with matching emerald-green eyes appears, revealing himself as her long-lost biological brother, Theodore Vetrov. DNA evidence confirms she is Veronika Vetrov—stolen as an infant during a shadowy family conflict and raised under a false identity. Uprooted to a frigid, opulent Russian noble dynasty, she faces a ruthless grandmother who demands she erase her “commoner” past and master the ways of nobility. But destiny has one final, shattering twist. As she dies in a gun fire, a second transmigration awakens her inside the body of Elena Zhang—a scandal-plagued Chinese pop idol, who was entangled in a passionate, dangerous romance with the cold, powerful crime lord Jin Di. Calm, calculating, and ruthlessly intelligent, Elena quietly rebuilds an empire—turning millions into billions through precise, merciless investments, forging deadly alliances, and reclaiming the music stage on her own unforgiving terms. Surrounded by predators, shadowed by Jin Di’s dark world, and underestimated by everyone, the girl once called Eunjun becomes the most lethal kind of idol: one who no longer chases fame—she seizes absolute control.

He bought me at auction on a Tuesday. Didn't look at me when the hammer fell. Didn't look at me in the car, or when they showed me to my room, or when the schedule arrived slipped under the door like I was a problem that could be managed with a timetable. He just bought me and went back to running his city, and I stood in a bedroom that wasn't mine and understood, with the clarity that comes after everything is already gone, that hatred was the only thing I still owned. Matteo Corvelli killed my father. Dismantled my family. Then purchased the last piece of it. Me. And began, methodically and without explanation, to build me into something useful. I told myself I was surviving. Told myself the training was a map of his intentions and I was only reading it, only learning the terrain so I could eventually find the exit. I was so certain. So cautious about what I let myself feel in that house, in those rooms, in the spaces between his words where something lived that I refused to name. The problem with studying a man that long is what happens when he starts to look back.

Madeline lives as an ordinary human, unaware that her past was erased for a reason.Long ago, a tragedy shattered her childhood, leaving behind sealed memories and a life built on silence and fear. Raised to believe she is normal, she carries an unease she cannot explain—until an invitation from the Vampire King changes everything.The banquet is meant to symbolize peace.Instead, it becomes the moment her fate change.The Vampire King is dangerous, commanding, and merciless to his enemies. A ruler who takes what he desires and never releases it. When his attention settles on her, not her ambitious sister, her quiet life begins to unravel.Strange incidents follow. Sleepwalking. Shattered glass. A power stirring beneath her skin, growing stronger with each passing night. As she is drawn deeper into the King’s world, secrets buried long ago begin to surface—secrets that powerful beings would kill to control.She is not as human as she was led to believe.And as forces from both light and darkness begin to move, one truth becomes impossible to escape:whatever she is becoming was never meant to remain hidden.In a world ruled by vampires, demons, and angels, survival demands strength—and love may be the most dangerous force of all.

After a terrible heartbreak Eden makes a flimsy wish which earns her a different life, will she be able to survive in her new world

He won her in a bidding war. She expected chains. Instead, he offered chaos, and something dangerously close to freedom. Anastasia was raised in the temple, carved from childhood with sacred runes. Each one a blood-soaked tribute to the gods she never chose. A weapon, a symbol, a prize passed from hand to hand, a body to be used and sold. When the temples auction her off, she’s prepared to survive whatever comes next. She’s not prepared for him. Malvor, the God of Chaos, is all smirks and swagger, crowned in mischief and dressed like temptation itself. But beneath the theatrics is a being hiding his own scars. Some emotional, some eternal. He doesn’t want obedience. He wants fire, challenge and most dangerous of all her. And Anastasia? She’s done playing the part of the willing doll. She’s dangerous, defiant, and not afraid to bite the hand that tries to claim her. Now, caught in a realm where illusions have teeth and gods play games with mortal lives, the only thing more reckless than trusting Malvor… is falling for him. This isn’t a love story. It’s healing wrapped in heat. It’s trauma, chaos, and slow, aching desire. It starts with a woman who was never meant to survive. But did. And came back sharper.

“This world is built on lies. If you want to keep it alive, make sure none of them are exposed. They must never reach his ears.” As long as Shuu could remember, these words had governed his life. Abandoned at the grand temple and forsaken by the gods, Shuu grew up powerless in a world that valued nothing else. Survival was never guaranteed, especially for someone like him. Yet he had one talent-he could read fortunes, and he never got them wrong. His future was decided early. He would serve the temple until his debt was paid, then fade away. But during the Hero’s fortune reading, Shuu made a single mistake. One moment was enough to strip him of his place and throw him into exile-only to be taken in by the very Hero who caused it, a man whose presence turns Shuu’s life completely off course. And as Shuu is pulled deeper into the Hero’s path, he begins to realize that something about the Hero and his companions is deeply wrong-something he cannot yet name, but cannot ignore. __________ Please leave a review. Also warning, will have Mpreg (around ch 70ish) . If it's not your cup of tea, just be careful

To keep the Demon Lord imprisoned, a human must be offered as a living seal. Iruen Ashkel is chosen not because he is special—but because he is expendable. Bound in ritual chains and offered to Kaelith Vorr, the most feared demon in existence, Iruen becomes a living cage: every wound Kaelith suffers transfers to his body, every emotional fracture threatens to unleash catastrophe. Escape is impossible. Death is forbidden. Survival is mandatory. Kaelith is cold, cruel, and absolute. He does not comfort what he owns. He does not soften. He breaks, disciplines, and claims—because the seal must hold. But the longer the bond endures, the more dangerous it becomes. Because the seal does not respond only to pain. It responds to emotion. As demon politics close in, rival lords circle, and the line between control and dependence blurs, Iruen learns the truth too late: He is no longer just a sacrifice. He is the one thing Kaelith cannot afford to lose. And Kaelith will destroy worlds before he lets go. A dark fantasy BL of possession, power, survival, and an irreversible bond— where love is not gentle, freedom is a lie, and the happy ending comes at a terrible cost.

Leo died in a stupid accident. He wakes up inside a novel he once read — as Viscount Damien Kaelan, a petty villain whose only role in the story is to falsely accuse the powerful Duke of Blackwood… and then die in disgrace. There’s just one problem. He’s already accused the Duke. With debt collectors at his door, his reputation in ruins, and a mysterious system assigning him survival “quests,” Leo has one goal: rewrite his death flag before the plot catches up to him. But the Duke is watching. Cold. Intelligent. Unforgiving. And far more interested in Damien’s sudden transformation than he should be. In a world of nobles, politics, and quiet power struggles, survival isn’t about strength. It’s about knowing which lies to tell… and who’s dangerous enough to see through them.

Elena Thorn never expected to cross paths with the ruthless and cold CEO, Ryan Redland who got rid of her like some nuisance. She never imagined that her fate would be sealed with him by a contract marriage, forced on them both. She is spoiled, free spirited, and daring. While, he is a man of control, order and silence. Despite the consistent tension, a costly romance simmers. What starts as a reluctant union quickly spirals to something sinister. With a dangerous love triangle, a vengeful, greedy and power-hungry secret rival in play, their union is one filled with love and betrayal. Can their bond survive the endless twists of deceit, pride, lust and betrayal? Will this contract be much more costly than they both bargained for?

Vanessa Smith,a smart, driven, woman who is ready to prove she belongs in the corporate world. Landing a position at Drake Enterprises is the opportunity of a lifetime,but working under Alexander Drake is nothing like she expected. Cold. Calculated. Intimidating.Alexander doesn’t just challenge her professionally, he pushes her in ways that leave her unsettled and strangely drawn to him. But Alexander isn’t just a powerful billionaire with impossible standards. He’s hiding something Because in a world where power and love collide, falling for the wrong man could cost her everything.

✿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

Their wolves know the truth. Their hearts feel it. Their minds refuse to believe it. Eric believes he’s cursed, his wolf buried so deep it barely exists. Sera believes she’s human, her wolf dormant to protect her life. He doesn’t know she’s his mate. She thinks he is an insane pervert. But the pull between them is undeniable—dangerous, burning, wrong… and yet impossibly right. When Eric is forced to mate the girl born on the night of the Blood Moon to break his curse, he shatters the fragile bond neither of them understands. And losing Sera almost destroys him. Now their wolves stir in the dark, desperate to reunite. If they awaken, they’ll find each other. If they don’t… they’ll lose the only love fate ever intended for them. From the author who brought you: 1. The Vampire's Luna 2. Undressed by his Arrogance 3. Defying the Rogue Alpha

After a simple extraction mission, Kenneth makes a dire mistake that wipes out his entire team. Left alone and bleeding out, Kenneth has no choice but to pray to a higher being in hopes of getting a second chance at life. Luckily for him, his prayers are answered as he finds himself in the body of a man who has the same name as him! Now, faced with a strange world he is unfamiliar with, all he can do is follow the previous owners' wishes to enter the infamous military academy Toleran and become a renowned Anchor. The problem is finding a Striker to pair with. In comes Lucien Saint-James, the captain of the third division and a high-class Striker with whom he has the highest compatibility. The problem is, whenever Lucien is around, he gets this uncontrollable urge to bring him to his knees, not to mention that he doesn’t care for his arrogant attitude either. Now, Kenneth faces a dilemma. If he ever hopes to make it out of this academy alive and realize the dreams of the original Kenneth, he will have to suck up his pride and learn to hide his urges if he wants to make it out in one piece. Oh, and did he mention he had to deal with monsters and mystical beasts too?! ****************************************** Excerpt: “Kiss me.” Kenneth blinked. “What—“ “You heard me. Do it. Now.” Anger flashed in his eyes yet his body moved before his brain could tell him to stop. He reached for the Striker and their lips met. Kenneth poured his energy into Lucien, filling the barren pit inside his mind, giving him enough juice to keep going. The two pulled away, and Lucien’s steely eyes met his, holding him in place. “You always look like you hate anchoring me, but then you get that blissful look on your face that screams ‘I want more’. It’s cute.” Kenneth felt an unbearable urge to slap the smug smile off his face. But since now wasn’t the time to commit acts of violence against his pair. He held himself back. He would deal with him properly later. “Eat shit, captain.” Was all he said before sending him off. ****** A guideverse story with a little twist, hot and cold romance with a whole lot of slow burn (emphasis on burn because the MC refuses to admit his feelings, the stubborn fool).

“There’s nothing wrong with breaking her legs to keep her. Or chaining her to the bed. She’s mine.” She was looking for freedom. He gave her obsession, wrapped in tenderness. Genesis Caldwell thought escaping her abusive home meant salvation but her arranged marriage to billionaire Kieran Blackwood might be its own kind of prison. He’s possessive, controlling, dangerous. Yet in his own broken way… he’s gentle with her. To Kieran, Genesis isn’t just a wife. She’s everything. And he’ll protect what’s his. Even if it means destroying everything else.