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[SPECIAL MASS RELEASE EVENT: 10 CHAPTERS DAILY FOR 10 DAYS!] [SYSTEM ALERT: POWER STONES UNLOCK BONUS SPICY CHAPTERS!] Five years of devotion—rewarded with betrayal. On the eve of her wedding, Elena is framed, discarded, and left to die in the rain by the man she loved… and her own sister. But she doesn’t die. A mysterious [Vengeance System] awakens within her—and with it, a second chance. Then he appears. Zane Whitmore. The man her ex fears most. The “Devil of Wall Street.” His offer is simple—and dangerous. Marry him for one year. In exchange, he will give her the power to destroy everyone who wronged her. The price? Her freedom. Her body. Her soul. Bound by a ruthless contract and consumed by revenge, Elena rises from a broken fiancée to an untouchable Queen—crushing every enemy who once looked down on her. But as desire and dominance blur the line between control and obsession, she begins to realize— Making a deal with the Devil is easy. Surviving it… is not.

I blinked awake in a penthouse suite overlooking neon-lit skyscrapers, my phone buzzing with notifications from the social feeds everyone obsesses over. Yeah, me, Emily the broke barista, got herself transmigrated into 'Alphas' Eternal Knot,' that addictive novel about cutthroat elites in a world ruled by alpha-omega pheromones. Think corporate empires meets scandalous romance—alphas command boardrooms and hearts, omegas get lavish indulgence—or drama. As 'villainess' Emily Leonhart, heir to a fashion dynasty, I was billed as a 'rare' female alpha—destined to sabotage the sweet omega heroine before the four alpha male leads exposed and ruined me. A cliché novel in which the villainess gets defeated—and boom! Everyone gets their own happy ending. My plan? Well, it was simple... I mean, I didn't want to compete for the heroine with them. Then again, I don't have any interests in the male leads too. But then, there was a plot twist—my heat slams in like a spotlight malfunction—flushes, tremors, total meltdown. "I'm an omega?!" I gasped. Turns out the novel lied; my "alpha" aura didn't even exist! My predecessor was hiding her omega biology. And this very thing was found out by the male leads, who hated me. Now I'm dodging their advances like a pro, and ignoring their persistent calls. Yet, that wasn't enough. The heroine—Lily was an alpha! What the heck! Slamming me against the wall, she sniffed me while giving me a dark possessive look. "Why are you running?" "Me? I... I-I am not... r-running, Lily..." "Then, why don't let me mark you?" "No!!" Juggling four 'unwanted' male alphas and one relentless heroine-alpha fixated on marking me, and my omega instincts that keep making me flush at the worst moments. Can I survive Lily's next bold move without getting claimed in the society pages? Disclaimer: It’s just a novel—don’t be serious. As the author of this novel, I would like to say that—all the characters are from my imagination—they don't have any sort of existence in the real world. Nah! Nope, they don’t. Trust me—this is just a novel. So, there are themes in the story that might be disturbing. But let me tell you—I condone them, and I suggest you to take everything as fictious storytelling. There is no need to think over it. And if you find it very disturbing then, I request you to not read this novel any further. Also, I would like to apologize to anyone who might get hurt by this novel. Remember—it's just a novel, and I don't encourage any of my characters' absurd 'decisions.' Thank you. P.S: All the images are AI generated.

Arnav Singh Raizada sees Khushi once-and decides she's his. What starts as fascination becomes obsession. He buys her workplace, rearranges her life, pulls her into his world. But Khushi? She falls first. She falls deeper. And she turns the hunter into the hunted. A dark-soft ArShi romance where possession meets destiny... and love becomes the sharpest trap of all.

"Even in death, you won't escape from me." His voice was terrifying, but his deep blue eyes held affection and obsession. In this second chance at life, Selena Kensington was determined to break free from her past destiny. So, she willingly became the 'wife of a monster.' Rumor had it that the eldest grandson of the Norwood family was ruthless and violent, with countless murders attributed to him. He was said to be obsessively possessive and would go to great lengths to get anything he set his sights on. But Selena Kensington wasn't afraid of him, as she had seen the most terrifying side of him at her own grave. That man had stood by her grave, his eyes filled with emotions she couldn't comprehend as he said, "We were destined to be involved with each other." After her rebirth, at a banquet hosted by the Norwood family, the cold and noble man naturally bent down in front of his wife, gently massaging her slightly swollen heels, indulgently saying, "She's delicate and cares a lot about her appearance."

(This is a love story disguised with abuse!) "Mia Lowder is just a waste!" "Mia Lowder is too vicious, she framed her sister and even hit her own mother." "A person like her should just get out of Falwood." At a banquet, everyone surrounded Mia Lowder, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and cursed her. Suddenly, the cold and ruthless Mr. Grant appeared, protecting her in his arms, "She is my wife, damn it! Anyone who dares to touch her, try it!" Four years ago, she became crippled because of him and left Falwood in despair. Four years later, she insists on marrying him. Everyone was waiting for Benjamin Grant to abandon her again, but no one knew that Mr. Grant had set a trap for a full four years, just so she could return to his side. Soon after, he spoiled Mia Lowder to the extreme, to the point of obsession. Only then did the people of Falwood realize that Mr. Grant was unwell, and pampered his wife recklessly!

Strong Female CEO vs. Hidden Tycoon in Disguise In her past life, Charlotte Allison built a business empire—until betrayal left her ruined and presumed dead. Reborn, she cuts loose her toxic fiancé, boots her scheming relatives, and reclaims the throne. Everyone whispers that her fragile new boyfriend is just a rebound… until Lucas Quinn steps out of the shadows. At a high-society banquet, lights dim on rumors of the reclusive Quinn patriarch—reportedly frail and ruthless. Lucas strides in, razor-sharp and very much alive, eyes locked on Charlotte. Lucas Quinn: The man everyone thinks is after her fortune. Only he knows it began with one shared candy bar, one rooftop rose, one midnight firework—each spark forging a love he never planned. Charlotte thought she’d tamed a gentle wolf; turns out she’s sleeping with the alpha.

One morning, Gu Tiantian wakes up to find her innocence gone—and her temper flaring. Every time she glares at him, cheeks flushed with outrage, Bai Chenyao cocks an eyebrow. “You don’t want this?” he asks, voice cool. “I never did!” she snaps. His only rule: her consent is optional; his desire is not. Cue Gu Tiantian’s inner scream: Then why even ask, you iceberg?! PS: A genius CEO with zero EQ VS. a lovable, scatter-brained clerk. He thinks courtship is a hostile takeover; she thinks love shouldn’t come with fine print. Sparks fly, clothes vanish, and the “free pie” she never ordered keeps biting back—hilariously, endlessly, deliciously.

A premeditated car accident almost cost Lu Jinghan his life, but fortunately, Doctor Han saved him. Later, the old master of the Lu Family said with delight, "The life-saving grace of Doctor Han cannot be thanked with words; it's better to let my grandson offer himself in gratitude." "Old man, that's enough." A deep voice came from behind, belonging to Lu Jinghan. Han Xi also felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She's a doctor; healing and saving people is her duty and doesn't deserve such... generous reward. ... Later, Doctor Han became the person Mr. Lu cherished in his heart. Mr. Lu had a smile on his lips, a smile as sweet as nectar: "Let's have a child, then we'll be a family of three." "Two, I want both a boy and a girl." "No, just one." "Why?" Mr. Lu gazed lovingly at his Mrs. Lu: "It's too painful to have a child, one is enough." What to do, it seems Doctor Han wants to pounce on her Mr. Lu right now.

The once renowned Seoul Philharmonic Symphony is in distress and losing musicians before Seo Jaemin, an unknown beta conductor with a murky past, steps in to help them rebuild their glory together with his career in the cutthroat, alpha-dominated world of classical music. As First Chair, the commanding alpha Kang Do-hyun resists the new leadership, refusing to submit to a beta, although he notices himself being drawn to Jaemin, a pull he can’t explain. But Jaemin is hiding a secret that would shatter his fragile professional facade: he's not a beta at all, but an omega, whose scent is now a painful echo of a failed bond—a betrayal that haunts his every move. When Do-hyun discovers Jaemin’s true nature, his unexplained attraction spirals into a fierce, protective obsession. Consumed by an alpha's fury for the one who broke Jaemin, Do-hyun must decide if he can truly save the omega he’s dying to claim. ----- [Excerpt] Jaemin’s hair was a mess of soft, dark honey curls, his clothes from the concert rumpled and clinging to his slender frame. Do-hyun hadn’t dared to undress him. After the omega had fallen asleep, the floral scent had flared, unleashed from the tight grip Jaemin kept on it when he was conscious. Barely a minute later, Do-hyun had to rally every ounce of self-control from within to extract himself from the bed and stumble out of the room, before his alpha instincts could take over and greedily claim everything that was being offered freely to him. Now, Jaemin stood swaying slightly in front of him, his amber eyes half-lidded, a hazy, dreamy glaze coating them like a thin film. His cheeks were flushed a soft rose, and his mouth, a little open, seemed to be waiting for something. "Jaemin," Do-hyun managed, his voice thick and low. "Are you okay? Do you need something? You can't be walking around like this." Jaemin didn't seem to hear him. He took another step forward, and his scent slammed into Do-hyun’s senses, shredding through his safety shield of medicated eucalyptus—the intoxicating cherry blossoms, now so strong they stung his eyes. Lifting a hand to Do-hyun’s chest, Jaemin looked up at him, head tilted, hazy eyes searching Do-hyun’s face as if looking for something in the depths of his soul. Then he spoke, the single word a soft, breathless whisper: "Alpha."

The sequel to Hunting the Field Guide. Kellen thought that his troubles were over. He'd dealt with the issue of the Poison Gate, he'd saved his sister, and he found out the location of where his trusty fellow Field Guide was located. As far as he was concerned, things were finally looking up for him. He could finally, finally live out the peaceful life he'd wished for when he'd first left the Front Lines. But then the E.A.G. reared it's old head. A hydra, a beast that just wouldn't die, Kellen was at his damn wit's end. All he wanted was to live out the life he'd literally carved out for himself. He just wanted to be happy with his Captain. Why was it so damn hard? ~ Meanwhile, Brent Jameson just wanted to be left alone. A man who knew he could have exceptional talent, Brent just wanted to do what he loved. Sleep around, escort people through Gates, and drink his problems away whenever he wanted to. He did not want to be the new Head of a Guild. That sounded like the exact opposite of what a man like him would want to do. He also didn't want to be attached. Maybe Kellen was right and he had a type, and maybe he avoided that kind of person, but hey, he was just a guy. He couldn't be with someone when he was worried at any minute that he could be teleported away from them and dropped into the ocean. Hell, it was dangerous for him to even have friends. Now that he was back 'home' with his lovely, wonderful family, he knew that he had made the right choice. Brent was better off alone.

Warning: Contains sexual content. I opened my mouth to scream, to beg, but my voice came out as a desperate rasp: "Please... don't leave me like this... finish it..." In that moment, while my body was burning with anticipation, I felt something entirely different. It wasn't the touch of his fingers this time, but a piercing cold that shocked my heated skin at my neck. It was a piece of ice, held skillfully between his lips, trailing with agonizing slowness down toward my chest. The contrast was terrifying and maddeningly arousing; the freezing ice making my pores constrict, followed immediately by the heat of his warm lips chasing the trail of the melt. I could hear the wet friction of his fingers inside my pussy and the sound of him suckling my breast. I felt as though my body was no longer mine; I was merely a mass of ignited nerves at his mercy, starving for him to end this torture and fill me completely with his entire being. But this time he drew closer until his scorching breath hit my ear, and he whispered in a hoarse voice dripping with lust: "Do you want me to put my dick inside you?" I didn't hesitate for a second; my body was screaming for it. "Yes... I want it." I felt the hot head of his dick touch the opening of my pussy. He began to tease it, sliding up and down, gliding easily due to the heavy wetness that drenched me. ----------- In just one night, everything changed. I gave myself to a mysterious stranger, A man whose face I have never seen but whose touch I could never forget. Now, I am pregnant, and the scandal threatens to destroy my family’s reputation in our small town. To cover the "shame," my family rushed to marry me off to a depraved old man. But on my wedding day, the church doors didn't just open they were shattered. A cold-blooded killer stormed the ceremony and put a bullet through my groom’s head before he could even touch me. I was kidnapped and whisked away to a private, fortress-like island where I finally met my captor. It turns out, the "stranger" from that fateful night wasn't just anyone. He is one of the most dangerous men in the underworld the Mafia Devil. And he has come to claim the only thing he values more than power: His unborn heir. "You belong to me now," he whispered against my skin. "And no one dead or alive will ever take what is mine." ----------------- #MafiaRomance #DarkRomance #SecretBaby #PossessiveLead #Kidnapping

In a family where power is the only currency, Mara Kline was born bankrupt. For the Klines, supernatural gifts are a birthright, celebrated with prestige and pride. But Mara was the "hollow one." The mistake. The quiet daughter left in the shadows while her siblings basked in the light of their abilities. Until the darkness finally answered back. It didn’t arrive with a spark or a ceremony. It came as a Voice—cold, precise, and hauntingly intimate. It doesn’t just see the world; it deconstructs it. The Voice shows Mara the rotting truths buried in the present, the jagged shards of the past, and glimpses of a future that should never exist. Now, Mara is no longer the girl they overlooked. She is the girl they fear. While her family manipulates reality, Mara navigates the "in-between." She sees what people hide in the marrow of their bones. But power this absolute demands a pound of flesh. The more she listens to the Voice, the further she drifts from her own humanity. The Klines call her gift a curse. The world calls it a demon. Mara doesn’t argue. Because for the first time in her life, she isn't just a witness to the story. She’s the one holding the knife. In the city's darkest corners, some secrets are meant to stay buried. Mara Kline is about to dig them all up.

He was supposed to protect me. Instead, he became the most beautiful danger I had ever survived. Rhett Calloway doesn't do favors. He doesn't feel. He doesn't let anyone past the walls he built from the ruins of everything he lost at nine years old. But my brother asked him to watch over me, and now the coldest man I have ever met is everywhere I turn, looking at me like I am something he cannot afford to want. I thought the hardest part would be resisting him. I was wrong. Because the closer he gets, the louder my nightmares become. Fragments of a childhood I can't remember. A burning house. A little boy with grey eyes standing in a hallway, watching me leave. I don't know what I saw the night that made him who he is. But someone does. And they have been waiting a very long time for me to remember. Some ruins are too beautiful to walk away from. The Billionaire Darkest Obsession is a dark billionaire romance about two people carrying the same wound, finding each other before they know what they share, and learning that the most dangerous thing in the world is loving someone who finally decides to tell you the truth.

“Some souls are destined to find each other, no matter how many lifetimes try to keep them apart.” Seventeen-year-old Lyra Sombrelune has been haunted by visions she cannot explain—black flowers under a blood-red sky, a voice calling her name, and the face of a boy she has never met… but somehow misses. Then one stormy night, he appears in her bedroom. Drenched in rain and danger, Kael is not a dream. He is real. And according to him, he and Lyra have loved—and lost—each other across countless lifetimes. Before Lyra can understand what that means, her world begins to unravel. Shadows stalk her through the streets of Belrain. Strange memories invade her mind. And an ancient force tied to their past is awakening, determined to tear them apart before they can remember the truth. Now, Lyra must uncover the secret behind her reincarnated soul before history repeats itself once again. But the closer she gets to Kael, the more dangerous everything becomes. Because in every lifetime, loving him has always come with a price. And this time… it might cost her everything..

Mature Content (18+) Read at your own discretion. On the night Selene Pierce was meant to become a bride, she was instead branded a disgrace. Betrayed by her lover. Replaced by her own sister. Framed and cast out. With nothing left but her shattered pride, she vanished… straight into the arms of a devil she didn’t recognize. A week later, she returns home—only to be forced into marriage with the most feared mafia king alive. The same man she unknowingly spent one sinful night with. Now bound by power, revenge, and a dangerous attraction, Selene must survive a world where love is possession, trust is deadly, and the man she hates might be the only one willing to burn the world for her.

I was sold to a monster, but I became a widow before the wedding night even began. Don Gio died in our bridal suite, leaving me untouched and terrified. I thought I was free... until the door burst open. Enter Nico Ferrante, the exiled heir and ruthlessly handsome devil who hated his father... and was now, my stepson. With a gun pointed at my head, I told the only lie that could save me from being executed as a gold-digger: "Don't shoot! I’m pregnant with the heir!" Nico didn't pull the trigger. Instead, he cornered me, stripping my soul bare with his dark eyes. He leaned in, his hot breath ghosting over my neck, and whispered the secret that should have killed me: "My father was impotent, little liar... Or should I say... step-mother?" But he didn't expose me. Instead, he offered a wicked arrangement. The Mafia Council demands an heir to prevent a war? Fine. He will give me one. Now, I am trapped in a golden cage, playing the grieving widow by day and submitting to my stepson’s dark demands by night. It’s a business transaction... But why does his touch set my body on fire? We are committing the ultimate sin for a crown of blood. But what happens when the lie becomes real?

I died once. Got stoned to death by a mob because a pretty girl with a heroine halo got jealous of my usefulness. Last thing I heard was her confession...she was the one who opened the gates to let the zombies in and pinned it on me. It was real touching stuff. The next thing I knew, I woke up in silk pajamas with a second chance. Here's the thing about knowing the apocalypse is coming: you prepare. I emptied grocery stores, stole weapons, filled a spatial storage with enough supplies to outlast the end of the world. I also learned my lesson about powers—they drain your life force, and I'm not dying twice for the privilege of throwing vines around. So I stayed home in the mansion I shared with my guardian and his head of security. But I decided to take the last bit of advice I had been given in my previous life: 'Stay home.' Done. I'm not going anywhere and no one is going to be able to move me if I don't want. Unfortunately for me, I stole the wrong thing in this life, and now I have another two men in my house who think that I don't know what I am doing. Four men...a billionaire guardian, his head of security, a weapons dealer, and his quiet enforcer...they all tried to convince me to evacuate. When that didn't work, they tried to leave without me. Funny how that works out when you realize the only stable thing in a collapsing world won't budge. Suddenly, their evacuation plans don't matter anymore. Suddenly, they're staying too. I'm not here to save anyone. I'm not the hero. I'm just a woman who's already survived this once, and I'm not interested in repeating my mistakes. But survival? That's my specialty. And apparently, I'm everyone else's, whether I like it or not. Author's Note: This is in a completely different world from my previous ones. This is a fresh start but with all the things you come to expect from me. There will be no crossovers (Gasp... I know!) The particulars: MFMMM No MM Age gap Zombies

IMPORTANT NOTE: Please be known that this book wouldn't have made it this far without the support my dear writing buddy Rachel E. Canton who is a great writer of SINS OF THE SERAPHIM - https://www.webnovel.com/book/sins-of-the-seraphim_26438336605116805 and Derek J. Perna To Rachel & Derek, Thank you for everything! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When the last heir of Ardel lost everything, fate would bring her to her rightful protector. Anna Adhemar, the forgotten princess, found herself betrayed by the Regent. Hunted by the Bargesians and the ruthless slave traders, she desperately fled for her life. Rescued by a mysterious man, her newfound safety was short-lived as she succumbed to a potent aphrodisiac. Then, she awoke in the arms of the fearsome Knight Commander of Gerhard, stripped bare, in a foreign kingdom. Fear, confusion, and a sense of profound devastation enveloped her. But the man before her declared, "I am your husband. I married you last night." Then, with unwavering determination, he vowed, " You're my woman now. No one can hurt my woman." --- Kyren Raychard, the Crown Prince who had chosen to forsake the throne and become celibate, led the Knights of Gerhard to safeguard his kingdom’s border from slave trading activities. Outside his camp, he found Anna poisoned and delirious. The healer informed him of the only cure, of which he must race against time to give and honour her. For the first time, he felt an overwhelming instinct to protect and claim her as his own. Unaware of his deepening affection, he belatedly realised his feelings as he stood on the brink of losing her. Bound by a soul-binding spell, their fates intertwined…

Torn apart and eaten alive by zombies, Jiao Lizhi died filled with regret and hatred. As darkness engulfed her, she opened her eyes—only to find herself back at the beginning of the apocalypse. Crawling back from hell, she sought revenge and fought to live a better life. Watching his loved one torn to pieces before his eyes, he lost his sanity. To avenge her, he destroyed humanity’s last hope with his own hands. On the day the world was swallowed by darkness, he took his own life as the last man standing on Earth. When he opened his eyes again, he vowed never to lose her again! As the world turns into a living hell, will they be able to undo the regrets of their past lives? TRIGGER WARNING! Gore, Violence, Graphic scenes, Abuse.