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In a world where Death is not an ending but a presence that walks among gods, Nyxaroth—the Eternal Night—has ruled existence since the dawn of time. Feared by all, bound to no one, he has never questioned his purpose… until a single human defies him. She does not beg. She does not run. And when Death comes for her, she meets his gaze without fear. That moment changes everything. From an impossible union between Nyxaroth and a mortal woman is born Dorian Vale, a child who carries the weight of both life and death within him. Neither fully divine nor fully human, Dorian grows up under the quiet shadow of his father’s legacy, struggling to control powers that could end lives with a thought. But control is fragile. And fate has plans of its own. When Lena Hart, a soft-spoken human girl untouched by the cruelty of the divine world, crosses paths with Dorian, she becomes the one variable he cannot predict. Where others see danger, she sees something else—something human. Something worth saving. As their connection deepens, so does the tension between destiny and desire. Dorian begins to question everything he was raised to believe: that attachment is weakness, that love is a flaw, that death is absolute. Because loving Lena may be the one thing even Death cannot control. But ancient forces are watching. Lothaire, the Devil and Nyxaroth’s oldest companion, remembers the first time Death hesitated… and the consequences that followed. Now, with the balance between realms shifting once again, secrets buried since the beginning of time begin to surface. And as enemies close in and powers awaken, Dorian must confront the truth: He is not just the son of Death. He may be the one destined to either preserve the balance of existence… or destroy it completely. In a world where even Death can love, the greatest danger is not dying… but losing control of what you love most.

Framed for poisoning Lila (her sister) at the full-moon feast, Elena lost everything in one night. Her name, her pack, her future. The Shadowpine alphas sentenced her to death by exile. They chained her and shipped her north as tribute to the Blackthorn brothers; three feral lycan kings whose wolves had already started turning rogue. Darius, Kane, and Rylan Blackthorn rule the Frostfang territories with blood on their hands. Twenty years ago their father raped a witch’s daughter. The curse that followed branded the brothers: without a true fated mate their wolves would drive them mad in six months and force them to slaughter every living thing in the North. Elena is that mate. The second she steps into their hall the bond snaps tight. They knot her that same night, hard and without mercy, because the curse leaves them no choice. What starts as captivity turns into something darker. Elena carries latent alpha blood her pack hid from her. The bond wakes it. She learns to shift just enough to command their wolves when they lose control. She learns to want the violence they offer. She stops fighting the heat and starts using it. She walks back into Shadowpine with the brothers at her back and slits her father’s throat herself. ============================ The witch returns demanding Elena’s firstborn as payment. Pregnancy nearly kills her. Rival packs smell weakness and march north. Through it all the three alphas stay possessive, brutal, and unapologetic. They never soften into safe men. Elena never asks them to. She chooses them because they are the only ones strong enough to stand beside the queen she becomes. Knotted by the Three Feral Alphas is dark reverse-harem lycan romance that stays dark. No redemption arcs that erase the teeth. Just one woman who rises from chained prisoner to ruler of the frozen North while three cursed kings knot her, fight for her, and burn the world that tried to break her. WARNING!! MATURE AND 18+ CONTENT! THIS BOOK CONTAINS BRAVE NUDITY AND VOILENCE! VIEWER DESCRIPTION IS ADVISED!!! This book contains mature and potentially distressing scenes which are intended for adult readers only. It is not suitable for person under the age of 18. You will come across depictions of Graphic sexual content, Knotting, psychological manipulation and emotional abuse, grief, trauma and PTSD. Power imbalance and captivity, Domestic abuse These scenes are intentionally created and are necessary to the characters' journeys.

They say an Alpha without a wolf is no Alpha at all. For ten years, Rhys has ruled as the most feared Alpha in the western territory—without ever shifting. Until Elise Winters walks into his territory—and his wolf comes back wrong. Stronger. Wilder. Fixated. On her. Elise is practical, stubborn, and completely unprepared for what she’s inherited. Rhys knew what she was to him the moment she stepped through his door. And he knows this— If he claims her, if he lets his wolf fully return, it won’t just change him. It could cost him his pack. His throne. And her life.

Maisie Fleming has no recollection of her second marriage to her ex-husband’s uncle. Edmund Bainbridge, on the other hand, remembered every single moment of their married life. He waits patiently for her recovery and suffers quietly as he watches the woman he loved treat him like a complete stranger. When Maisie's ex-husband suddenly re-enters her life, Edmund finds himself torn between wanting Maisie to choose him and wanting her to be truly happy. If Maisie can no longer remember why she chose Edmund, can she fall in love with him again? Or will the return of her ex-husband make her question her choice? This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ~ Dialogue Excerpt~ I did not know how it happened. The next thing I knew, I was already in Alistair’s embrace. “Please, Maise. I need you to listen to me,” he whispered. I stomped on his feet and kicked backwards. But he did not budge. “Let me send you home. We’ll talk there.” “NO! Let me go!!” He swept me off my feet. “Must you be difficult? I swear, you were much more modest when you married -” His voice trailed and his steps halted. Chills began to run down my spine. “Why are you carrying my wife, Alistair?” Edmund’s voice was calm but icy cold. ~~ As of now, below is the total volume for the story 'My Ex's Uncle and Me.' Volume I The Stranger Beside Me is My Husband Volume II: My Ex Came Back After I Married His Uncle Volume III: My True Identity that I Never Knew Volume IV: ???

"Take me instead." Three words. Guinevere Lunaris trades herself and saves 300 lives. Tied. Gagged. Underestimated by a mile. They chain her to a tree in the snow. Mistake. While running for her life, she meets a stranger in the dark and tells him to hide so he isn’t killed. Twelve hours later, he walks into her father's hall wearing a crown. The man she just told to hide in a hole is Maddox Drakencrest, High King of Velkaris. Ruler of an entire continent. Maddox hears his dragon say ‘mate’ right away. But her wolf is silent. More and more Alpha Kings enter the hall. She catches the tail end of her father’s toast and chokes on her wine. "—leave here with a virgin bride." An auction for her hand turns into a full-out bidding war. Maddox wins. 750 million in gold, three dragon fleets, and an urn full of the bastard who chained her the day before. Every force in Velkaris is betting against a wolf on a dragon throne. The Elders say the queen must be a dragon rider, which is impossible for a woman without dragon blood. The king's half-brother agrees with them, but his solution is a civil war and taking the crown for himself. If his brother’s rebellion wins, Maddox dies and she belongs to him. If the elders win, she goes back to the father who sold her. Neither is happening. Her wolf calls Velkaris home. She's not giving it up. They expect Guinevere to behave like a good little wolf princess and play along with their political games. She says bet.

On the day Estrella Vale is diagnosed with terminal stomach cancer… she is also betrayed by the man she trusted most. With only months left to live and no money for treatment, desperation pushes her into a corner— until fate hands her a dangerous opportunity. After saving the powerful chairman of Banks Corporation, Estrella is given a choice that could save her life: Marry his grandson. Luciano Banks. A man feared in both business and high society. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. A man they call Lucifer. Forced into the marriage to secure his inheritance, Luciano agrees— but only under strict terms: A 12-month contract. No love. No emotions. No interference. Just a transaction. She gets money. He gets control. It should have been simple. But the moment Estrella steps into his world— everything begins to spiral. Enemies emerge. Secrets surface. And the line between truth and lies starts to blur. Because in a marriage built on deception… one wrong move could cost her everything. Including her heart. Or worse— her life. “Will she survive the marriage… or die before the contract ends?” *** Estrella stood on the rails staring into the night. When she felt a warm body embrace her. Luciano strong smell of cologne, infurated her nose. She tried to stay calm. But she felt his cold palm caressing her naked thigh. She whispered in a rasped voice, "What are you doing? " She looked at the door, to see if anyone is coming. Dissatisfied by her distraction, he pinched her thigh. " Focus," He said in an husk voice. The pain stung deep. "Stop it," She said pushing his palm away. "You don't like it?" He asked. Estrella nodded trying to stiffen a moan. "Then why are you dripping, " he whispered. His hands guiding hers to her panties. Gosh, it was really wet. New chapters are updated regularly. If you're enjoying the story, don’t forget to drop a comment, vote, or add it to your library—it really keeps the story going!

My family sold me to a monster to settle their debts. The whole country knows the rumors. Nicholas Sterling is a hideous, reclusive beast who shuns the light, a man whose face was ruined in a fire and whose heart was twisted by cruelty. They say he buys beautiful things—especially women—just to break them. I was delivered to his cliffside manor with nothing but the clothes on my back and a heart full of dread, a sacrificial lamb to keep my sister alive. I expected a grotesque tyrant. I was not prepared for him. A man with the face of a fallen angel and the presence of a king. His eyes aren't cruel; they're haunted by a grief so deep it steals my breath. His touch isn't violent; it’s a question that terrifies me even more. He calls me his wife. He gives me the run of his castle. But he also watches me with an intensity that feels like possession. And the one rule he gives me is the most chilling of all: Never go into the west wing. But in a house built on lies, how can I resist? The truth is waiting behind that door. And it’s more beautiful, and more terrible, than any beast.

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. -------- Cover art by Zackbill ( @bila_art24 on X )

Yeri was once a succubus, a powerful and irresistible seductress who fed on desire. Now reborn as a stunning young woman in the modern world, she must navigate the confusing collision of her human innocence and her demonic memories. One night, fate leads her into the path of Shin Keir, a dangerously magnetic and notorious CEO known for getting everything he wants—except peace. Their accidental encounter sparks an intense, uncontrollable passion, and a single night together changes everything. *** Excerpt: The dream had returned. Same eerie forest. Same surreal woman in the crimson dress. But this time, the setting had changed slightly. She now stood at the edge of a cliff made of jagged, glowing red rocks that resembled oversized rubies. Scarlet butterflies floated around her like living embers. A thick fog blanketed the area like some forbidden realm between worlds. She turned to him, her smile soft, sweet—and somehow tragic. She was heartbreakingly beautiful, ethereal yet forlorn, like a love story written in fading ink. Shin had tried to call out, but the wind swallowed his voice. As he stepped forward, the woman mouthed something. He couldn't hear her. Then, in a horrifying instant, her body tilted, and she plummeted off the cliff. The despair that followed wasn't just a feeling—it was a full-body, soul-tearing scream that never made it past his throat. Without hesitation, Shin leapt after her. He awoke convulsing, drenched in cold sweat. His eyes gleamed with a strange madness, a devil struggling behind the polished CEO exterior. *** Disclaimer- Places and characters are all works of fiction.

"She's stabilizing," the healer calls. "Who marked her?" "I did," both Dexmon and Fin answer. Serena Frostborne is dying between two Alphas. One is the Dragon Prince who has loved her across multiple lifetimes. The other is the youngest Alpha King in Skardos. A man who lost everything once and never expected a second chance. Rewind three months, when Dexmon Drakenfell's wolf says one word: MATE. He carries her home and won’t put her down. For strategic reasons, obviously. His wolf calls bullshit. Aegon: Mate her. Mate her again. Mark her. In that order. Dexmon: Absolutely the fuck not. The bachelor prince who doesn't do feelings caught them all. But Serena has a BIG secret worth killing for. Gold blood. White wolf. An entire pack slaughtered because one father said no. The tyrant who did it hasn’t stopped looking. The bounty for her capture: 1B in gold. If her identity is revealed, every Alpha in Skardos would hand her over to avoid war. That's predictable. What they don't see coming are the knives from within. And this time when she falls, Dexmon is looking the wrong way. The hero who finds her is Fin Shadowclaw, King of North Skardos. His wolf says the impossible: MATE. He already buried his first mate. Alpha venom is the only thing standing between her and death. So he marks her to save her. Two Alphas. One feels like home. The other feels like the home she lost. Neither is willing to step aside. War is coming for her blood. Together they have a shot. Alone, their kingdoms burn and they lose her. Serena has come way too damn far to let history repeat. Born a princess. Sold as a slave. Crowned a queen. She says checkmate.

When Rosalind follows her father to a grand banquet in the kingdom of Eryndor, she expects nothing but humiliation as her father intends to pawn her off to settle his gambling debts. Rosalind is fiercely unwilling to be controlled and is definitely unprepared for the attention of King Alaric, the kingdom’s feared tyrant whose dangerous charm and ruthless reputation make the bravest men tremble and women weak in their knees. Intrigued by her defiance, Alaric claims Rosalind as his own, and suddenly she is trapped in his castle, under the scrutiny of his watchful eyes, sinful tongue, and burning touch. Desperate to escape, she discovers a secret ally in a mysterious servant, one whose true identity shocks her and forces her to question everything she thought was real, with the fact that her father hadn't been in debt at all but had handed her to the malicious king with evil intentions. Rosalind finds herself caught between two men: the controlling, prideful king who desires her completely, and the enigmatic servant who sees her as more than a prize. In a palace where deception is law and freedom is impossible, can Rosalind survive and who will truly claim her heart?

In Magnolia, a mysterious art thief moves between the city’s elegant art scene and its brutal underworld. As a detective closes in on him and a possessive protector refuses to let him go, the hunt quickly turns into something far more dangerous. Whispering Frames is a dark MM romance filled with art magic, hidden identities, obsession, and intense cat-and-mouse tension.

A dark, age-gap, forced-proximity Bratva romance, with two broken souls bound by trauma and fate. After escaping a brutal sex trafficking nightmare, eighteen-year-old Asya is left with nothing but fear and the will to survive. Pavel Ivanov, a thirty-three-year-old Bratva enforcer, is a man shaped by violence—cold, dangerous, and untouchable. When their paths collide, she finds herself under his roof… and under his protection. What begins as refuge turns into something deeper. Something neither of them expected. In a world that broke her once, Pavel will make sure no one ever touches her again. Even if he has to burn everything to the ground to do it.

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"Oh... Daddy..." I moaned in loss, while he monitored my body's reaction with terrifying focus. He leaned his head toward my ear and whispered with a voice full of promise: "Do you think you're finished, Julie? Tonight, I'm going to make you scream my name until your voice loses the ability to come out... I'm going to teach you what it means to belong to me." His fingers moved inside me with devilish skill; he inserted two fingers together deep into my pussy, opening them and moving them with a delicious cruelty, while his thumb ground my clit in fast, frantic circular motions. "Daddy... I'm going to squirt again... please!" I screamed in a daze, feeling the fourth ecstasy exploding from the depths of my womb and crawling toward my limbs like a wildfire. Robert didn't ease the pressure; instead, he increased the speed of his fingers inside me until the fourth shudder hit me like a hurricane. My body stiffened completely, my back arching until I almost broke, and I let out a long, resounding scream as I began to squirt my fluids profusely like never before. My fluids were gushing out, drenching his hand and the marble of the vanity, while his fingers were still inside me, increasing the violence of the ecstasy and making it last even longer. I was panting like a madwoman, my eyes clouded and seeing nothing, while Robert watched my collapse with a cold, triumphant smile. He didn't withdraw his fingers immediately; instead, he let me shudder as I reached my peak. Then, he leaned toward me and whispered in my ear in a husky voice: "Four times, Julie... and your body is still begging for more from Daddy, isn't it?" ___________________ I'm Julie Michael I went with my father to a luxurious restaurant in New York, but I never left with him.My father sold me to a mafia king who owns a VIP club that rents out girls only to politicians and celebrities. On a lower floor of a world that doesn’t exist on any map, The girls are imprisoned in royal suites, prepared solely to please the clients, with no hope of escape. I was sold to Robert Cross, a billionaire who buys people for the joy of breaking them.But I refuse to break under his hands. In Robert Cross’s world, everything has a price tag. I was his most expensive purchase, and I intend to be his most dangerous mistake. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - "You bought my body, but you will not buy my submission," Julie spat. Robert leaned in, his voice a dark hiss: "Commodities don't need to like their masters, Julie... It’s enough that I took a liking to you and bought you, sweetheart." ______________ Adult content only Dark Romance Twisted

PS: THIS IS NOT A SYSTEM BOOK Camilla Hudson was the world’s most sought-after assassin, known only as "The Black Widow." After years of bloodshed, hunting down corrupt politicians, she finally collected her final paycheck, laid down her sniper and prepared for a peaceful retirement of luxury and... WebNovels. But when her favorite story is left on a brutal cliffhanger, Camilla does what any frustrated reader would do: she trashes the author in the comments. "I could do a better job than this!" The Universe took her literally. Transmigrated into the body of the pathetic, love-crazed Lady Camilla, the female lead who just attempted suicide over a divorce. To return to her world, she must give the book an ending and mark it completed. Her plan? Sign the papers, take the money, and leave or she would be stuck inside the story forever. However, she’s been granted a terrifying new perk—The Cursed Tongue. Every "bad" word she utters becomes a reality. But there’s a secret perk she doesn't know about: Lord Damon can hear every single one of her murderous, sarcastic thoughts. The General, who once overlooked his clingy wife, is now terrified, intrigued, and utterly obsessed with the "new" Camilla. As she tries to sprint toward a "Happily Ever After" (and a quick exit), the General suddenly tears up the divorce papers. "You want to leave, wife? Over my dead body." Can Camilla write her own ending when the Male Lead refuses to follow the script?

⚠️ WARNING: This book is intended for mature readers . It contains graphic v*olence, predatory behavior, and explicit scenes . "To save his brother, Zaliyah didn’t just walk into hell; he married the King of it." Zaliyah is a hybrid abomination born from a forbidden love affair between a demon and a celestial. As such his birth was a dead warrant and his grandmother was the executioner. Cast into the bottomless waterfall by his scornful grandmother, his end was supposed to be swift but fate offered him another chance; Adopted by a human family as the cherished , fragile young master of the Ruo Han mansion. He is a boy of silk and silence, living only for the protective embrace of his elder brother, Karas. But peace is a luxury the cursed cannot afford. When Karas is stabbed and left at death's door, Zaliyah strikes a desperate bargain to pull him back from the brink of death: a forced marriage to Malachi, the ruthless King of the Underworld. A honorary banquet is held to introduce Zaliyah as the first Human consort to the demon subjects , but the night turns into a bloodbath . Two devastating truths are unmasked: Zaliyah is a celestial, and he is pregnant with Karas's child. Consumed by rage, Malachi brutally beats the pregnant Zaliyah and throws him from the heavens, exiling him to the frozen wasteland of the Northwest Territory . With the birth of his daughter, comes a new hope. Learning that there is no mercy for the weak, Zaliyah masters his forbidden powers, vowing never to be vulnerable again. Now, the "White Lotus" has returned to the palace. Feigning amnesia and pretending to be submissive to gain Malachi’s trust, carefully plotting his revenge against Malachi the King that views him as a beautiful parasite and the venomous Queen Kizari. To burn the Underworld to the ground, Zaliyah must abandon his morals and navigate a court of a thousand cuts, betrayal , poisons, and ancient wars.

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

A serial killer is terrorizing the city, targeting the wealthy and leaving behind bodies dissolved by sulfuric acid. Fear spreads like wildfire, and no one knows who will be next. But for Sarima, the true horror lurks much closer. Every man her father tries to marry her off to ends up dead. One by one, they disappear, are butchered, or turn up as her stalker's latest victims. And somewhere in the shadows, her stalker is always watching her, silent, possessive, and already killing to keep her for himself. Adopted eight years ago into a powerful family, Sarima once believed she had finally escaped loneliness. Instead, she finds herself trapped in a world of manipulation, obsession, and deadly secrets. Torn between fear and a dangerous attraction she cannot explain, she begins to question everything around her… especially the stranger who seems determined to both protect and destroy her. As the body count rises and the city descends into panic, a horrifying truth shatters what remains of her world: her father is found murdered, his head severed from his body. Now Sarima must uncover who the monster truly is before she becomes the next victim. Because in this deadly game of obsession, love and murder may be one and the same.

"You will cum when you earn it, slut," He spat, slapping my cunt again. "You absolute, depraved BASTARD, I was so close!" "That filthy mouth." He watched me writhe with cold burning satisfaction in those eyes and leaned closer to whisper. "It keeps mouthing off. Let's give that dirty, filthy mouth something to do." His hand fisted in my hair, letting go of my legs and dragged me off the bench to my knees. He was about to fuck me! ** ** ** ** ** ** Have you ever fucked a stranger in an airplane bathroom on Valentine's Day after having the worst day of your life? Yeah. Me neither. Until my boyfriend decided to give me the plot twist of the century on the most romantic day of the year—cheating on me with half of New York in our bed. So I threw caution to the wind and let a masked stranger bend me over in a cramped airplane bathroom and fuck me until I saw the stars. No faces. No names. Just the best orgasm of my life and a silent agreement we'd never see each other again. Except four weeks later, I'm starting fresh as Executive Assistant to Finnegan Wolfe — billionaire CEO, certified control freak, and the most infuriatingly gorgeous man I've ever had the misfortune of working for. And my new boss is the stranger who wrecked me. He just doesn't know it yet. Now I'm navigating a job I desperately need, a past I'm desperately hiding, and a man who makes me forget every reason I'm supposed to stay professional. The only question is — what happens when he finally remembers? This is a steamy office romance with secrets, lies, and enough sexual tension to melt your Kindle. EXPECT PROMISING ORGASMS AND INTENSE, RAW, HARDCORE, SMUTTY, DIRTY, NASTY SCENES. Rated 19. Here, your fantasies will come alive. PARTICIPATING IN WSA 2026 — I'M COUNTING ON YOUR SUPPORT!