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To the outside world, Celine Roberts had the most perfect life. Beauty, wealth, fame in the entertainment industry and the love of a prominent fiancee. But that perfection shattered the moment she ran away from her own wedding, leaving her fiancee who everyone considered a prince charming at the altar. But what people didn't see was that her so called prince charming was actually a scumbag who is having an affair with her own step sister. Even when she finds out about his affair he threatens her with her career to force her to marry him, after all marriage with her was great publicity for his career. Left with no choice she walks down the aisle to marry a scumbag until she sets her eyes on a man who reminds her of sin and darkness. Escaping her own wedding leads her into a suite that belongs to the same sinfully handsome man she set eyes on at her wedding a while ago. Driven by a rebellious will and a sudden attraction to this stranger, she shares a single night with him, a night that holds no promise and no commitments. But what happens when that single night not only bears fruit, but also leads to the inability to forget the man who seems to have captivated her entirely. Celine isn't the only one unable to forget, Tristan Grayson never met a woman he couldn't resist until her, never met a woman he couldn't forget until her. Who would have thought that the elusive billionaire who scorns women would be completely enthralled by a one night stand?

Dark Romance! She went to the club to forget. He went there to lose control. One night behind masks, one reckless, burning mistake, and they became each other’s secret sin. When the semester begins, Isabella’s world shatters. The stranger from that night stands at the front of her lecture hall, his voice steady, his gaze cutting straight through her. “Look at me, Isabella,” he murmured, low enough that only she could hear. “Pretend you don’t remember,” she whispered back. His smile was dark, merciless. “Oh, I remember every second.” He’s her professor now, untouchable, forbidden. But obsession doesn’t fade. It festers. And some lessons are learned in whispers, between heartbeats, where no rules exist. She was his student. His sin. His obsession. - Professor × Student (Forbidden love) - Age Gap - One Night Stand → Secret Connection - Obsessive Love - Enemies to Lovers Evolution - Possessive Male Lead

Ashina Claw has spent eight months believing in Darren Kale's promises, giving him her heart, her body, and her trust. So when the legendary Alpha Kendrick Ridge reveals himself as her true mate at the annual Gathering, she does the unthinkable she rejects him publicly, choosing Darren over fate itself. But Kendrick Ridge isn't a man who accepts defeat. The cold, ruthless Alpha has waited twenty-seven years for his mate, and he knows something Ashina doesn't: Darren has been using her, and the heartbreak she's fighting to avoid is inevitable. When Darren proves himself the coward Kendrick always knew he was, and the mate bond threatens to tear Ashina apart, Kendrick makes a controversial choice he forcibly marks her, binding them together permanently. Now Ashina must navigate life in Moonlit Pack as the unwilling mate of an Alpha she's determined to hate, even as her heart begins to recognize what her mind refuses to accept: that sometimes fate knows better than we do or will she run from fate.

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.

[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.

[WARNING]: Extreme Sexual Situations BDSM Very Dirty Talks Explicit Sexual Content 18+ ONLY Humiliation & many more. ____________________ For Six years, Heaven Hale has lived as less than nothing. Once the cherished daughter of the Pack’s Beta, she became a slave the day her father was accused of treason and executed alongside her mother. The trauma stole her voice and she became mute and even her wolf had refused to resurface. She tried to survive the pack by being invincible as much as possible. Worst of all, Sofia Cromwell, her childhood best friend had turned on her. When Heaven fell and became nothing, Sofia chose power over loyalty and became her cruelest enemy, She began to treat her lower than a servant, punishing her without any good reason. She became the quadruplets favourite and the future Luna of the pack. The Bloodstone Quadruplets, Damian, Damon, Desmond, and Dylan the Alphas of the Full Moon Pack were once Heaven’s protectors and childhood friends also turned their back on her, they had promised to be their mate but now, Sofia was all over them , they did everything Sofia wanted them to do. They only see her only as the Daughter of the man who tried to kill their parents and destroy the pack. Until every thing changed, On the night of their ascension, a silver mate bond appears before the entire pack not on Sofia’s wrist, but on Heaven’s. The bond ties her to all four Alpha brothers. A mute, wolf-less servant… mated to the Four rulers of the pack. It should never have happened. It should have been rejected. Will she be about to survive being mated the four powerful Alphas who hated her? Will they use her to get what they want when they find out who she truly is Or Will they love and care for her? P.S: From now on, we’ll have two chapters updated daily 50 Power Stones-> one bonus chapter 5 Golden Tickets-> two bonus chapters 100 Power Stones-> two bonus chapters 25 Golden Tickets-> three bonus chapters 100 golden tickets-> four bonus chapters :> Gifts will receive Bonus chapters

#Malepregnancy #omegaverse #Enigma According to an ancient law said to be created by the Moon Goddess, an Enigma must marry into the weakest pack in order to raise its status and keep balance among all packs. The law also allows him to take up to three other wives of his choosing, as long as one of them comes from the Alpha family of the weakest pack. However, BluePack, the weakest of all, complicates everything. The pack has no princess from its Alpha line. Instead, it has only a prince, one many people don't know about. His father, Alpha, hid him away for reasons that remain undisclosed. The court is firmly against the idea of the Enigma marrying a man, even if he is the only option available. To them, such a union is unthinkable. But... how could an ancient law be ignored?! What decision will Lord Jethro, the Enigma himself, make?

On the night her fated mate rejected her for the destined heroine, Violet didn’t cry or beg. She smiled. “Congratulations, Alpha. I hope she is worth our severed bond.” Everyone thought she was the weak and pitiful omega who couldn’t shift. No one knew she was the last heir of the ancient bloodline of wolves born of the Moon and Sun, hunted to extinction. Now after returning back in time, Violet wants nothing to do with mates or pack loyalty. But fate has other plans. Three Alphas want her. One for power. One for redemption. And one whose wolf howls her name in every dream.

At midnight, 5th Avenue becomes something else. Behind shuttered storefronts and flickering streetlights, a hidden market opens—one that trades not in money, but in regret, time, love, and souls. The Ghost Market does not advertise. It calls. When a woman marked by loss stumbles into the market while searching for answers about her mother’s death, she meets a man who does not belong to the living—or the dead. He is bound to the market by an ancient debt, forced to collect what others refuse to give up. Their connection is immediate, dangerous, and forbidden. As desire grows, so does the cost. Because in the Ghost Market, love is the most valuable currency of all—and the one thing no one is allowed to keep. To choose each other, they must decide what part of themselves they are willing to lose… and whether love can survive when the past comes to collect.

When Emma takes a job as a maid to save her family, she expects hard work not the attention of her new boss. Adrian Moretti, the mafia heir everyone fears, has never been told "no." Women are toys to him... until Emma's innocence sparks an obsession he cannot control. To the world, he's ruthless. To her, he's possessive. And to himself he's falling in love for the first time. But in a world ruled by blood and power, can an innocent maid survive the love of a mafia prince?

[WARNING: ADULT CONTENT WITH DETAILED SMUT, LANGUAGE] Theodore Pierce has a dream, and that dream has a six-pack, steel-gray eyes, and a permanent scowl. Unfortunately, the man of his (very explicit) dreams is also Xavier Fairchild: billionaire CEO, legendary Alpha ice king, and Theo’s boss of three excruciatingly polite years. Theo’s plan was simple: pine quietly, survive on late-night fantasies, and keep his hopeless crush safely locked away while enjoying no-strings fun with Rowan, his ridiculously hot rock-star Alpha friends with benefits. Then one drunken night changed everything. One blurry, earth-shattering, knot-so-good one-night stand with the boss he’s secretly obsessed with, followed by Xavier pretending it never happened. Like seriously? Well, challenge accepted. Between leaked paparazzi photos, emergency heats in glass elevators, and a company gala that ends with a fake mating mark becoming very, very real, Theo is determined to thaw the ice king, one scandalous moan at a time. Because if Xavier Fairchild thinks he can knot him senseless and then go back to spreadsheets and silence… Well, he clearly underestimated how stubborn a sunshine omega (pretending to be a Beta) in love can be.

Issol stared at the black doll-like figure standing stiffly in the corner and chuckled to herself, her eyes shining brightly as she turned to her maid. “Doesn’t he look adorable?” she said softly. “Like a little rabbit." The maid felt uneasy. She opened her mouth, intending to destroy her master’s interest in the scrawny human, but the sound of Issol’s giggle made her pause. There was something unsettling about it, something that told her it was already too late. Whatever had caught her mistress’s attention would not be released so easily. So she remained silent, glaring instead at the thing that had drawn Issol's gaze. Issol cared little for her companion’s unspoken thoughts. She moved forward at once, going to claim her doll before anyone else could. No one was allowed to touch what was hers. Stopping in front of him, she tilted her head, wondering if her appearance would frighten him. But she was surprised to find his gaze already fixed on her, calm and empty, lingering on her mismatched eyes without a trace of fear or emotion. That alone made her giggle again. She turned back to her maid, pleased. “I quite like this one,” Issol said. “This will be my doll. Born as the forgotten twin, Issol’s life had been decided long before she could understand it. It was written into the names her parents gave, sealed by favoritism, and marked by her mismatched eyes and hair that did not belong. Death should have been an ending. Instead, she awoke once more with her memories intact with pain following her into this new life, shaping her thoughts and hardening her heart. What became of her was no more innocence, but resolve. This time, she would no longer wait to be chosen. She would choose for herself.

Disclaimer!!! it contains mature and dark content. And a morally grey main character. Viewer's discretion advised ‼️ You ever punch a stranger and wake up the next morning to realize he’s your new boss? Yeah. That happened. I should’ve known the night I drank and went after that jerk, the universe was about to ruin my life in style. He didn’t even flinch. Just caught my fist midair, dragged me into a private room, and told me he could destroy me… or make me beg. Guess which one he chose. His name’s Cassian Wolfe. Ex-convict. Billionaire. Walking felony in a three-piece suit. And apparently... my new Boss. Now he owns my paycheck, my body, and every goddamn thought in my head. He calls me his pet, smirks like the devil knows a secret I’m too weak to resist, and every time he touches me, I forget why I ever said no. It’s sick, really. He humiliates me, ruins me, makes me crawl, and I let him. well because I have no damn choice... or maybe I just really like it.

Marriage is sacred and or so Emily thought until the night when her adoptive parents gave her away in marriage to a street kingpin to pay off their debt. The next morning she was at the marriage registry, for fear not to lose her life...First stroke, second stroke and the marriage was sealed. Who would have thought that few days later, her cold face boss would stop by her table "Wife, Haven't you calmed down enough to come home?" Emily met his gaze "Mr. Lucian, you don't make such jokes, my husband wouldn't take it lightly." Lucian clicked his tongue "Wife, do you have another husband aside from me?Maybe you should take a look at this." Emily "...."

Shen Yi moved closer with a sponge, dipped it into the water, and was just about to start cleaning him when Jiang Qi grabbed his wrist. “What now?” Shen Yi asked, already bracing for more nonsense. “Why don’t you... join me? Mm?” Jiang Qi said with a grin so bright it could power a small city. Shen Yi blinked slowly and replied without hesitation, “No.” He dipped the sponge again and began scrubbing Jiang Qi’s chest. Just as the sponge touched skin, Jiang Qi groaned, a strange sound, halfway between a sigh and something far less innocent. “You sure you don’t want to join me?” he asked, lips curling mischievously. “I’m sure,” Shen Yi answered flatly, continuing his task. But Jiang Qi didn’t stop. Every time the sponge moved across his chest, he let out a new noise, some more dramatic than others. “Oh... there,” he said, eyes fluttering. “Careful, I’m sensitive.” Shen Yi paused mid-scrub and stared at him in disbelief. “Stop... making those sounds.” “I can’t help it,” Jiang Qi replied, smirking. “Your touch does things to me.” Shen Yi rolled his eyes and resumed scrubbing, silently promising himself he wouldn’t fall into this man’s chaos. But Jiang Qi only leaned back in the tub like he was in a spa, letting out another exaggerated moan that echoed through the bathroom. Honestly, if someone were passing by at that moment, they’d probably call the cops. ***** Shen Yi is a black-market assassin who undergoes a memory wipe after every job. He is clean, professional, and impossible to trace,until one day, he is assigned to kill the heir of the Jiang Mafia clan, Jiang Qi, and fails. Instead of dying, Jiang Qi captures Shen Yi and discovers something impossible. Why does this man, who has tried to kill him six times, look so much like the boy who saved him seven years ago? Not just that, why does he seem to remember nothing? Absolutely nothing, including the several times he has tried to kill him. What will happen when a man with no memories and a man who refuses to forget are bound together by blood and obsession?

Eira thought there could be nothing worse than being abducted by she-wolf traffickers, abused, tormented, and ultimately sold off to five powerful Alphas as nothing more than a breeder. She was wrong. The worst was yet to come. She was sold to the same five alphas who had ruined her life and were the reason for every torment she had gone through over the past six years. The Alphas were just as stunned to see her, yet they had no choice but to accept her for the sake of their pack’s future. Because pureblood she-wolves were rare, nearly extinct. Only they could bear the offspring of powerful Alphas, and ensure the survival and strength of the next generation. She hated them with every broken piece of her soul. And they hated her in return. The hatred was mutual. So what now? Eira made a silent vow. She will make them feel every brutal torment she had suffered. Every scar, every tear, every cry in the dark, they will taste it all. But the Alphas had plans of their own. They will use her. Breed her. And when she was no longer of use… they will kill her. But what will they do when the mysteries from the past start to uncover and lines of hatred start to fade into something else? Was it too late to regret?

Two hundred years ago, a prophecy revealed the coming of the Seventh Bond, a rare, powerful connection that would tie the soul of the Cursed Beast King to his one true mate. King Zarek waited two long centuries for this soulmate, only to discover she is the one thing he despises most. A human. Eliora knows nothing about magic, curses, or ancient prophecies. All she wants is a peaceful life with her parents, until she loses her home and is taken to the immortal king who claims her as his. Zarek is cold, feared, and dangerous, the most powerful king Eldfrost has had. His beast is violent, unpredictable, and fiercely possessive. Eliora fears him. Zarek refuses to let her go. Will she run from the bond or step into the destiny that could unravel everything?

"Who knew that something so beautiful could come out of Ronan." He says, as he runs the backs of his fingers up and down across my nipple "Who would have imagined," he says slowly, savoring every word, "that something so exquisite could be born from a man as vile as your father." His eyes trace me with deliberate leisure, stripping, measuring. I felt skinned under his gaze. "A rapist," he continues lightly, as if reciting lines from a book. "A butcher of children. A coward who kills pregnant women and plunges his weapon into a friend's back." He stepped closer. Too close. "And yet," he murmurs, voice dropping, "he left this behind." His smile sharpened. I can't move. I can't breathe. "You should be grateful," he goes on, almost kindly. "If you had been born uglier, I would have killed you like the rest." A pause, then his hands on my cheek, gentle. "But beauty like yours," he adds, eyes darkening, "is worth breaking slowly." * What is worse than being rejected once? Being rejected two more times. Xira Valeen is a defective wolf who never thought she would get a mate. So when she is mated by one who only wants her for her birthright while his brother only wants her because she rises an uncontrollable hunger in him, she is doubtful. Then they reject her, she accepts quietly. Their enemy steps up and claims her as a mate just to use her against her former mates then he also rejects her. Three times she is rejected. Shunned and alone, Xira disappears and when she returns all three Alphas kneel before her, begging for forgiveness and swearing that they want and love only her. Hardened by their betrayal, she ignores them and joins the Mating Hunt, intent on finding the mate who can save her... However, the Moon goddess sure has a cruel sense of humor, or can this time be different?

"I can feel your dick pressed against my ass." Jamie gritted out, the words barely made it out of his throat. "But you love that, don't you." Jett whispered against Jamie's ears. - "I'll make you fall in love with me sweetheart." - Jett. "We'll see about that." - Jamie. - "I bet your dick is so small you need a microscope to see it." - Jamie. "I'll let you be the judge of that." - Jett. - Jett is the second son of a wealthy, powerful household that expects him to inherit the family company alongside his older brother. But Jett wants none of it. Boxing is the only thing that makes sense to him, Jett has spent most of his adult days swinging with his fists, the only place where he decides the rules. Jamie is everything Jett claims to hate. Cute, sharp-tongued, stubborn as hell, and impossible to ignore. A college student with a bright car, a sharp mouth, and a younger brother he protects with everything he has. Jett is like smoke, angry, dark, drifting between worlds he refuses to choose from. Jamie is like sugar, sweet at the core, though he hides it under thorns and fire. Together, they're a slow, inevitable burn.

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?