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What would you do for love? Better yet... what would love make you do to me?" In the world of criminal psychology, they teach you that human emotions are a toxic drink—one sip of the wrong obsession, and you’re dead. Ashira knows this better than anyone. At twenty-one, she isn't looking for a fairytale; she’s nurturing a revenge that has aged like fine wine, waiting for the perfect moment to pour it over the family that ruined her. She had a plan. She had a list. She had a heart of ice. Then came Killian "Kill" Gaunt. At twenty-three, he is the king of the racing tracks and the crown prince of the very family she’s sworn to destroy. He is psychotic, passionate, and dangerously obsessed. He doesn't just want Ashira; he wants to be the air she breathes. He marks her with thousands of roses and stalks her like a predator watching its only prize. To the world, he is a monster. To Ashira, he is the perfect weapon. She will play the "scared little princess" to get close to his heart. He will burn the world down just to see her smile. In this game of blood and betrayal, will love bloom like a red rose, or will it be as toxic as the thorns? When a master manipulator meets a psychotic worshipper, only one thing is certain: He calls her his Goddess. She’s about to show him what a vengeful God can do.

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-No rape.- The Alpha King was meant to produce a male heir. An alpha destined to be crowned the next ruler of Lunareth, the true Alpha of the Royal Pack. Instead, he had a daughter. From the moment she could understand it, Lynsandra knew her fate was never to rule, only to be given away. No matter her efforts, no matter her worth, she was not what the pack needed. So she left. She fled the Royal Pack, her father’s shadow, and the life chosen for her—only to learn that the world beyond was no kinder. Betrayed by the man she believed loved her, Lynsandra learned firsthand how easily devotion is taken for granted, and how little protection love truly offers. “Just look at you! You’re so dull, so boring! No man would want someone like you!” Lynsandra scoffed. “Watch me.” Two years later, the Royal Pack announces an Alpha Selection. Men from across the continent arrive with one goal: Lynsandra. To stand at her side, they must submit to an unconventional final trial. One that binds them not as suitors, but as something far more dangerous. The Luna’s Harem. Some come to dominate her. Some come driven by greed and ambition. Others enter for reasons of their own. None of them are prepared for what it truly means to stand beside her. In a world that never believed a she-wolf could be an alpha, Lynsandra is done proving herself and fully prepared to show them what power truly looks like.

Have you ever loved someone enough to let them ruin you? Hatred turns intimate. Violence turns protective. Control turns possessive. Lines blur until neither knows where revenge ends and devotion begins. This is not a love story. It’s a descent. A dark romance of power, cruelty, obsession, and the kind of attachment that doesn’t ask to be healthy—only eternal.

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING; 18+ only. Explicit scenes, Abuse, Torture, Harassment, assault, steamy and erotic content, murder and vulgar words. Reader’s Discretion is advised.] *.*.* “You are mine Alora,” Ryan confessed, his expression as stoic as ever. His body pressed on mine, caging me in as his strong hands tightly gripped mine. “You belong to me and no one will ever take you away. I own you.” I chuckled dryly. The sound of my bitter  laughter echoed through the empty room. It was raw, brittle and filled with hate. “You pushed me away, Alpha Ryan. You rejected and abused me. You made me a laughing stock and accused my father wrongly and now, you want me back?” “It was a mistake.” He cut me off, eyes dancing in what seems to be remorse but I am unmoved. “Come back to me Alora. I promise that I will treat you right this time. I promise to do right by you.” I pulled my hands away from his grip, a smirk playing on my lips, “You lost the chance to claim me three years ago, Alpha Ryan. Now, I am your Luna Queen and you will bow your head at my feet!” I deadpanned.  ****** Alora Harrington, the Beta’s only daughter is a sweet, kind and loving girl who was cherished by all who knew her until tragedy struck. Weeks before her eighteenth birthday, Alora's parents are murdered in cold blood by her betrothed, Alpha Ryan who claims that her father had committed treason against his family.  He accuses her wrongly, rejects her, tortures her, strips her of her status and makes her a slave in his pack as punishment for her father's mistakes. On the night of her eighteenth birthday, she escapes and bumps into a strange man whom she realizes was her second chance mate. She finds out that he is one of the strongest and most feared Lycan of the seven prominent kingdoms. He is considered a tyrant, fiesty, grumpy, stubborn, intelligent and doesn't show emotional feelings or attachment to anyone due to the fact that he was cursed from birth. Rescued and taken back to his pack, after she is left for dead, Alora plots her revenge against the man that killed her parents and vows to make his life miserable as he had made hers. She enlists the Lycan’s help but he agrees on two conditions;  1. She would not get close to him during a full moon no matter what.  2. She will not fall in love with him. In the midst of the chaos, she learns about her mate's dilemma and tries to help him but what if he doesn't share the same affection and sentiments as she does? Would his grumpy self eventually learn to open up to her? What happens when she finds out his grave secret? Would their relationship be affected by her psychotic ex who wants her back? And what happens when her light finally meets the Lycan King’s darkness? 

I was nothing special. A shut-in. A chubby, ordinary girl who blended into the background like a shadow. Easy to ignore. Easier to mock. The world never ran out of ways to remind me I didn’t belong. Cruel jokes in hallways. Laughter that followed me home. Words sharper than blades, carving deeper than bruises ever could. Bit by bit, I shrank into myself until there was nothing left but silence and the weight of my own loneliness. That night, I decided I’d had enough. The chair creaked under me. The rope swayed above. My room was still, suffocating, as if the world didn’t care whether I breathed or not. And maybe it didn’t. Then—music. It came from the neighbor’s stereo, muffled through the thin walls. A single voice cutting into the darkness. A voice that shouldn’t have reached me, but did. Strong. Raw. Alive. It wrapped around me like a hand pulling me back from the edge. The lyrics told me not to hide my light. That even if it flickered, it still burned. I gasped, stumbling from the chair, clutching my chest as though those words had physically struck me. Tears blurred my vision, but for the first time in forever, they weren’t from pain—they were from something I thought I’d lost. Hope. That voice saved me. His voice. Eric. The lead singer of AUREA—the boyband that would one day become gods in the music world. To me, he wasn’t just an idol. He was my lifeline. And then . . . years later, when he died, the world mourned. I mourned. The one who saved me, the reason of my life, was gone, ripped from life far too soon. I thought it was over. But fate had other plans. One desperate wish, one shattered night, and when I opened my eyes—I was ten years in the past. Before the world knew AUREA. Before Eric was swallowed by fame. Before his voice was silenced forever. I’m just Emy—ordinary, clumsy, and invisible to most. But this time . . . it’s my turn. Eric saved me once. Now, I’ll save him. No matter what it takes.

Short Story. No unnecessary characters. Very rare plot. --- In the glass-and-steel heart of the city, one woman’s word is absolute. In the silent sanctuary of the soul, one man’s devotion is unbreakable. Smriti is the architect of a global empire, a CEO whose beauty is as legendary as her cold, calculating ruthlessness. She has spent her life acquiring everything she ever desired, convinced that power is the only truth and wealth is the only safety. But when she encounters Manu, an unremarkable employee with an extraordinary sense of peace, the foundation of her world begins to crack. Manu wants nothing that Smriti can offer. He lives a life of profound surrender, a "divine play" where he is merely an actor performing for a higher source. To a woman used to owning souls, Manu’s non-attachment is the ultimate provocation. Driven by a hunger she cannot name, Smriti descends into a dark, obsessive quest to possess the one man who is truly free. As she attempts to pull him into her gilded cage, she finds herself drawn instead into his world of silence and chanting. To have him, she must face the one thing she fears most: the annihilation of her own ego. How do you capture a heart that has already let go of the world? Divine Love is an exploration of the thin line between obsession and devotion. It is a story of power meeting peace, where a "Goddess of Commerce" must decide if she is willing to lose everything including herself to become a part of a script she didn't write.

[WARNING] [Matured Content] [Detailed SMUT] [R-18] [Young Readers, Beware] "You're actually just here because you have no choice. The contract has been signed and there's no need going back. However, you must not expect me to love you, Carlos Bill does not love anyone..." His eyes were so cold that the small petite girl shivered under the weight of his heavy aura. "The day you demand for my love, that day will be the last for our relationship! I hope I've made myself clear?" Anna nodded as she gulped. He smiled and slowly pulled her in for a hug. ___ Sheltered and cared for, Annabel Liam, twenty years old, diagnosed to have the very same illness that had been the cause of her father's death, she lived a carefree life, working in a hospital as a cleaner. She grew up with a loving family and came from a good background, but when her ailment became worse, and she neared her death, she decided to experience the feeling of love and the feeling of being married. Maybe... just maybe, she would actually find solace in the great beyond if eventually she dies.

She was betrayed, broken, and burned alive - the world's brightest mind, undone by the people she loved most. When Lu Mian opens her eyes again, she's back - reborn with every memory, every scar, and a heart that's finally learned how to stay cold. This time, she won't waste her genius saving ungrateful hearts. This time, she'll live for herself, ignoring all those who caused her pain and were unworthy of her love. But fate has a way of laughing at plans. The moment she saves a stranger in the rain - a man with eyes like midnight and a voice that can quiet a crowd - everything starts to change. They call him Huo Shen, the ruthless power who rules the city from the shadows. To the world, he's untouchable. To her, he's a puzzle wrapped in silence - a man dying from an illness no one can name... until she walks into his life. She wants to live, to shine. He wants her. What begins as a deal between two broken souls turns into something neither can control. She heals his body, he guards her heart. He pampers her like she's fragile, yet his love burns with a dangerous edge only she can tame. And when the past claws its way back, they'll fight not just for survival - but for the chance to stand side by side, unshaken, and finally shine on their own terms.

Reina Suzuki was an overworked office worker—until she died and woke up as Lavinia Devereux, the infamous villainess princess of the Elarion Empire. She knows how this story ends: she’ll drink poison and die. A painless, easy death. So why bother changing fate? Villainy, revenge, redemption—sounds like way too much work. She decides to do absolutely nothing and let the story play out. But her terrifying father, Emperor Cassius Devereux, won’t ignore her like he’s supposed to. He watches her, questions her, and—worst of all—starts acting like he actually cares. Lavinia just wanted a quiet villainess retirement… So why does everything keep changing?

In a twist of fate, Kalina Levesque, the invisible second daughter of a wealthy family, finds herself bound to Rhys Castillon, a widower haunted by the loss of his late wife Siennah, in a contract marriage arranged by his grandfather. What begins as an obligation turns into a journey of healing and self-discovery for both parties. Kalina's carefree existence is shattered when Rhys repeatedly rescues her from perilous situations, including a misunderstanding involving a balcony rail and a swimming pool. As he becomes her reluctant guardian angel, Kalina's feelings for him grow deeper, igniting a forbidden romance. However, their newfound connection is put to the ultimate test when Rhys's presumed-dead wife, Siennah, unexpectedly returns, forcing him to confront his past and make a heart-wrenching choice between the two women he loves. Amidst this tangled web of love and loyalty, a secondary romance blossoms between Rhys's steadfast personal assistant, Tristan Mercier, and Kalina's best friend, Mireille Bellerose, who relentlessly pursues Tristan despite his reluctance to open his heart.

When her boyfriend invites her to his hometown for his parent’s anniversary, Lyra imagines a quiet trip, a weekend of polite introductions and good food. Instead an attack shatters the town's peaceful facade. Out of the shadows, another pack descends, and in an instant, the humans around her transform, shifting into wolves right before her eyes. What should have been impossible unfolds in the span of a heartbeat. The world Lyra thought she knew crumbles, and in its place stands a truth more terrifying and beautiful than anything she could have imagined. And then comes the most unsettling realization of all, only Lyra could have stumbled into this world. The town is invisible to normal humans. No one else can see it. Which means Lyra is not normal at all. Drawn deeper into the conflict between rival packs, Lyra begins to sense something stirring within herself. A power she cannot name. A history she does not yet understand. The town sees it even before she dares to believe it—the mark of someone who belongs to a different kind of bloodline, one just as ancient as the wolves’. But with her power still dormant, and her place between humans and wolves uncertain, Lyra must confront the question she’s avoided her entire life: who is she really, and what is she destined to become? -------- Alpha Cyrus is haunted by a curse as old as age itself. Long before he was born, his once-great pack, vast, prosperous, and united was broken apart. Wolves who could no longer bear the weight of the curse abandoned his ancestors, forming a rival pack that has grown into his greatest enemy. Where there was once strength, there is now division. Where there was once family, there is now war. He grew up in the shadow of that history. He saw the curse not only as tragedy but as weakness. Generations of wolves had been destroyed by the curse, brought to ruin when bonds were cut short, undone by grief when fate turned cruel. To him, the mate bond was nothing more than a poison disguised as love. He swore he would never allow it power over him, and he despised those who had lost themselves to it. Until Lyra Winters. The moment their paths cross, everything he thought he knew shatters. She is his mate. His. And with her comes a truth he never wanted to face. The bond is real, its pull undeniable. For the first time in his life, Cyrus understands the grief of those who came before him, because he can finally imagine what it would mean to lose her. But the curse that tore his ancestors apart is still alive, and the rival pack born from that division is rising stronger than ever. War is coming. Cyrus must fight not only to protect what remains of his people but also to shield Lyra from the fate that has destroyed every mate before her. For the first time in generations, he refuses to accept the ending written for his bloodline. For Lyra, he will fight the curse. For her, he will lead his pack against the wolves who once called his family their own. Because this time, he will not let history repeat itself. ------- WARNING This story is intended for mature readers. It contains dark themes, intense emotional conflict, violence, betrayal, intimacy and supernatural elements that may be uncomfortable or triggering to some audiences. Read it at your own risk.

"A Rejected Omega, A Dark Alpha Prince and their twisted dangerous fate." Amelie Conley, the eldest daughter of a revered Alpha family, was once expected to carry on her family’s proud legacy. However, when she turned sixteen, she failed to awaken her wolf, which made her earn the scornful title—the Curse of the Conley Family. At eighteen, she found her destined mate and carried his child, believing she had finally been given a chance at happiness. But when she rushed to share the news, she found him in a compromising position with her younger sister, Flora. Betrayal cut deeper than any wound, but the final blow came when he rejected her without hesitation, declaring Flora as his true mate. Shunned and heartbroken, Amelie made the painful decision to leave her pack for the sake of her unborn child. But just as she tried to escape, she was ambushed—hunted down like prey. Desperate to protect herself and the life growing inside her, Amelie fled to save herself and her unborn child, only to collapse into the arms of an enigmatic stranger—Gabriel Sinclair. Gabriel was no ordinary man. He was the Alpha Prince, a name feared across the nation. For twelve long years, he had scoured the lands for his mate, only to find nothing. He had convinced himself that the Moon Goddess despised him, just as his own mother had. But the moment he laid eyes on Amelie, everything changed. "You were marked, weren't you?" His voice dropped, edged with something dangerously close to possession as his gaze met hers, demanding the truth.  The question left Amelie in a dilemma. She didn't wish to tell him the truth. "I am not an ordinary wolf, Amelie. Who the fuck marked you before me?" Gabriel voiced in a possessive yet intimidating tone.  Amelie didn’t know that the man, who saved her was none other than the infamous Dark Tyrant—the Alpha Prince, Gabriel Sinclair, whose intentions were still unknown to her. ~~~~ **The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life.** Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight__pcy

Zara Lopez is powerful, feared, and alone. As the sole heir of the Lopez Empire, the world watches her every move— but no one sees what follows her in the dark. Strange incidents. Unexplained attacks. A presence that appears when danger is closest. When Zara becomes the target of a deadly conspiracy, her life is saved by a man no one can trace— a shadow who fights like a devil and disappears like a ghost. He doesn’t ask for trust. He doesn’t explain himself. He only protects. As enemies tighten their grip and threats rise from within her own bloodline, Zara is forced to accept one truth— Someone is watching her. Someone is guarding her. And someone knows more about her than she knows about herself. Who is he? Why her? And is he truly her savior… or something far more dangerous? In a world of power, madness, and secrets, some protectors are not meant to be seen—only felt.

[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: Only read, if you have a real appetite for the dark. It’s been six years since Danny and Rain last saw each other. Six years since best friends blurred into almost lovers. Since childhood affection ignited into something reckless, consuming, impossible to name. Then after one glorious night, Danny disappeared. No explanation. No goodbye. Just absence and the wreckage he left behind. Rain rebuilt herself on distance and control, convincing herself the spark had finally burned out. She was wrong. Now Danny is back. Harder. Colder. Hotter. Carrying a past he refuses to explain and a violence that clings to him like a second skin. The boy she loved, the boy who cooked for her is gone , replaced by a man tangled in blood, secrets, and enemies who don’t stay buried. Rain doesn’t just cross paths with him again. She’s pulled into his world. A world of ritualistic killings, whispered threats and blood-curdling violence. Every step closer to Danny drags her further from the life she fought to build , and deeper into a fire she knows will change everything. Their connection reignites fast and furious, desire burning like wildfire. But love isn’t enough to save them from what’s coming. The spark between them was never extinguished. It was only buried. And now it’s about to set everything ablaze. Will the fire consume them both , or will they survive loving each other in a world built to tear them apart? Guaranteed HEA and toe-curling smut;) Excerpt: “ Do you not want me?" I whisper, the question trembling right against his lips. His jaw tightens. His eyes darken. "You don't understand how much I want you," his voice comes out raspy. "How much I want from you." My pulse stumbles. "Then what's stopping you?" I breathe, pushing my chest forward without thinking, nipples tightening under the cool air, awareness pulsing through me. "I'm a greedy man, Rain." He holds my gaze. There's heat there. But there's fear too , both in equal measure. "I will take everything out of you. Everything." His voice carries a dark unmistakable hunger. His hands slide lower, deliberate and possessive. His fingers squeeze my ass hard, then settle there, pulling me closer into the hard line of his hips. "Everything. Until the only thing that remains in you is me." The words land low inside me, hot, aching. My sex throbs in answer, needy, traitorous. "And I will let you," I tell him, voice steady, eyes locked on his. "Only if I get to do the same to you." Silence stretches. His breath skims my cheek. His fingers tightening and then gone. Something flickers across his face hunger, and something I can't begin to understand. And then he looks down in defeat, knowing that he cannot give me what I want. Something fragile cracks between us. Whatever this is looms between us, darkening every moment , a shadow neither of us will name, stretching and stretching until it's all I can feel Contains intense slow-burn heat, emotional angst, and consensual light BDSM. "I'm going to do something," he says, voice low, deliberate, "And I need you to trust me. Do you trust me, Rain?" My mind is drifting somewhere far away — hazy, floating — but my body knows the answer instinctively. Yes. Yes. Yes. I nod slowly. "Yes." "Good," he murmurs against my warm skin. He kisses both my knees one last time, then pushes them up, pinning them tightly against my chest, spreading me completely open for him. Like I'm offering myself to him. His hand slides down, rubbing my pussy in slow, deliberate circles, like he's learning every response and cataloging it . He looks at me — really looks — eyes dark, hungry, ruined. "I'm going to spank you right here," he says, still stroking, like he's soothing me into obedience. "Right where you're swollen for me." All I can do is shiver. "You're going to count," he continues, calm and merciless. "Five."

When Ayana is offered a once-in-a-lifetime position overseas at the prestigious Belmore Manor, she accepts without hesitation—eager to escape her stagnant life and start anew. But the moment she arrives, she senses something is wrong. The staff speak in half-whispers, maids vanish without explanation, and Ayana wakes some mornings with unexplained bruises she has no memory of earning. The manor’s heir, Victor Alcott, is disarmingly charming—almost too charming. His smile warms her, yet his presence sends a shiver down her spine. And his family, the elusive Alcott family, watches her with an intensity she can’t decipher. But it's the townspeople who frighten her most. They linger at the tree line, whispering warnings she can’t quite catch… and staring at the manor as though it’s alive. They warn her about the woods. About the monsters that lurk within them. Yet the longer Ayana stays, the clearer the truth becomes. The monsters aren’t in the woods. They’re inside the manor. Living, breathing, watching— and they have chosen her.

Synopsis – The Devil in St. Lumina He wasn’t supposed to want her. She wasn’t supposed to touch him. But the moment they meet… temptation becomes destiny. Marcelline enters St. Lumina University with a body made of curves and a smile made of sin— a breathtaking danger wrapped in silk and secrets. She move like a sin slipped into human skin— dangerously beautiful, wickedly confident, and born to ruin the self-control of every man who looks too long. Maximilian Brooks, The ruthless CEO with a voice made of command and a stare sharp enough to cut is used to bending entire industries to his will. But one smirk from Marcelline—and he forgets how to breathe and loses every rule he ever lived by. She pushes him. He pins her with a stare that feels like a kiss. Their tension is the kind that ruins sleep and shreds morality. Every time she gets close enough to whisper, he imagines dragging her even closer. Every time he steps toward her, she looks at him like she wants to undress him with just her thoughts. Their chemistry is not innocent. It’s molten. Addictive. Dangerous. Detonation. Every glance is a challenge. Every word is a provocation. Every accidental touch feels like a promise neither of them should ever make. But Marcelline isn’t human. The power inside her coils like a lover’s hand—hot, wild, and barely controlled. It leaks into the world, twisting Eleanor into something monstrous… and drawing the attention of a dark entity hungry for Marcelline’s power. Maximilian should stay away. He knows she’s a walking disaster. He knows touching her could shatter everything he’s built. Yet every time she smirks… every time she challenges him… every time she breathes his name like a promise— he forgets the consequences. He just wants her. All of her. Every sinful, forbidden part. Their connection is passion sharpened into a weapon, desire strong enough to scorch reality, and danger wrapped in velvet. Because nothing about Marcelline is safe. Not her lips. Not her secrets. Not the way she looks at him like she could ruin him… and he’d let her. This is a story of dark desire, supernatural temptation, and two powerful beings discovering that obsession can be far more dangerous than love. --------------- ◇ CONTENT WARNING ◇ This story is intended for mature audiences (18+) --> [NO RAPE] It contains themes, scenes, and dynamics not suitable for younger readers, including: • Sensual & Intense Romantic Content • Slow&fast burn and high-heat chemistry •Seductive tension •Sensual scenes, intimate moments, and adult situations •Dominant / possessive energy between leads ( explicit graphic details.) ◇Dark & Supernatural Elements •Occult energy, entity possession •Psychological tension •mild & more horror elements •Characters with dangerous, unnatural powers ◇ Emotional & Power Dynamics •Characters with morally gray intentions •High-intensity emotional tension •Moments of obsession, jealousy, and dominance •Flirtation with dangerous consequences ◇ Reader Discretion is Advised If you enjoy: Dark romance Supernatural seduction High-tension chemistry Magnetic, powerful leads Forbidden desire and danger woven together —then you’re in the right place. Prepare for a story filled with sinful smirks, heated glances, dangerous secrets, desires burning in passion and a connection that could destroy them both. ---

{MATURE — The female lead, Elara, is a plus-size lady. This isn't a book about her losing weight or going on a weight-loss journey. This is a book where she embraces her size and loves herself after everything.} BILLIONAIRE/WEREWOLF I was born a maid in the pack, unwanted, unloved, and unseen. They said I was the daughter of a servant and that I should be grateful to even breathe the same air as elites. But what no one knew was that I wasn’t who they thought I was. I was stolen from my destiny, stripped of my name, and buried in a life that was never mine. When I finished school, I was given a job at Blueberries Pack Company. It was already falling apart, but I worked day and night to keep it alive. Still, nothing I did mattered. The Alpha’s precious daughter stole my ideas, my recognition, and even the man I thought I loved. I was used to silence, to being unseen, until he appeared. Darlon. The Alpha King. A name spoken with fear and awe. They said he was old, heartless, and cruel. I didn’t know him, and I never imagined our paths would cross. But when the Alpha and his Luna grew desperate to save their company, they forced me to marry him in their daughter’s place. I walked down that aisle expecting the worst…But what awaited me on the other side was nothing I could have ever imagined. I didn’t know it then, but the man I had married wasn’t a stranger at all… He was my fated mate And through him, I began to uncover the truth about my past, my bloodline, and the power that had been sleeping inside me all along.

Never I mean never let me find to smile for others.did you get it mia cara .you are only mine. his husky voice make her shivered as he directly spoke near her ear Mia scott is a brown hair slender waist.the epitome of beauty with a trouble childhood. Damian king self made billionaire drop down gorgeous.sole owner of king empire what happened when he get obsessed with mia at first sight.