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"Please, I have to go home." That's what I told the man in front of me. I begged him to let me go, but in my heart, I pray he never will.  How crazy is that? How can I feel safer with a stranger I've just met than the man who was supposed to love me until death? Why does he look at me like I'm the most beautiful thing in the world? Does he see the bruises? Is that why he's doing this? I should've never left the house, but I couldn't let him win. Not this time, but I hadn't counted on this. "He'll never hurt you again." I want to believe those words, but I don't know if I can. What if I'm going crazy? What if it's all a dream, and I wake up in the nightmare that's my life? I shouldn't trust him, but gods, why does his voice affect me like this? Why does he smell like lightning storms and heather? "Nefretiri? Do you know what a mate is?" No, he didn't just say that! Life isn't supposed to be this dark. That's what Nefretiri Jordans believed until her world came crumbling down. Her marriage was now a game of slave and master, and she would never win. Not when her husband was cruel enough to bring his mistresses to the house and act like Nefra was nothing more than a servant. She wants to run, but she can't. He'll never let her go, especially not with their new daughter. So, she has no choice but to live in hell and do her best to stay sane. Unfortunately, that line of sanity suddenly breaks when Ricky goes too far, and Nefra makes a stupid choice. After all, it's just a cake. Who cared about that?  Fate has a cruel sense of humor, and Nefra quickly learns that nothing is by chance. So, what started as a painful but necessary trip to the store turned into an unexpected adventure.  After all, she never put mate on her shopping list. Not that it mattered to Ivan. The Alpha of the Sebryanny Kinzhal pack from Colorado who's slowly coming back from a year of hell. All he wanted was to find peace and figure out what he was supposed to do with his life. The moon goddess had an answer, and she set him up to find the one thing he needed to be saved.  So, when Nefra crashed into his truck and he saw her, Ivan knew she was his destiny. Unfortunately for him, she's not on board and seems to belong to someone else. If Ivan wants Nefretiri to be his, he'll need to do more than earn her trust. Dark secrets are waiting to devour both of them, and more than one enemy is watching in the shadows to claim what both unknowingly hold.  Somehow, they must get past their pain to find each other and build something neither believed was possible again. Finally, it's time to put the cards on the table and bet it all. If they win, their lives will be more than either of them could ever dream, but if they lose, the darkness will destroy more than one life.

Genia was comfortably lying on the sofa in her apartment, reading a romance novel. She did not even realise when she fell asleep while reading the novel. But when she opened her eyes again, her whole world had changed. She was no longer in her apartment but in a forest, surrounded by many people wearing clothes made of animal skin. Seeing all this, Genia was shocked, and when she tried to move, she realised that her hands and legs were tied and she could not move at all. Genia could not understand what was happening. Just a while ago, she was sleeping comfortably in her apartment, but how did she come here to the forest, and why have these people tied her up like this? Before she could think about anything, some memories started flashing in her mind. When she looked at all those memories, she realised that she was no longer in her apartment, her city and her world but had come to some other world, some other country and someone else's body. She could not understand that she was alive, so how did she enter someone else's body? However, right now she had more to do with saving herself than thinking about it, as she entered the world of a Beastman, a female Rabbit Tribe member with the same name as hers And what was worse was that her own family members handed her over to a man who belonged to a tribe that was rumored to be the most cruel and they hired a female from the Rabbit Tribe to be their child. But the Rabbit Tribe did not want to send any of their females to that person, but they also could not afford to anger that person. Therefore, the people of the Rabbit Tribe sent Genia to that person because, according to them, Genia could not be of any use to them.

"I would rather die than birth a monster's child." She spat. This drew out a low derisive chuckle from the tall figure standing in front of her. He grabs her jaw firmly, forcing her to look into his eyes. His other hand further securing her wrists tightly above her head. The wall meets her spine because of how pinned she is against it. Lips hovering close to hers, he whispers, "Not only are you going to carry my child and birth it. I am going to keep you buried under me for as long as I wish. Making sure my cock is the only thing that you know and remember. Ruining you for anyone else like I did before." Shattered into a million pieces by her sixth heartbreak, Gweneth gave herself to alcohol and a reckless one night stand with a stranger. The stranger happens to be none other than the cold, charismatic Calix Lamont—her highschool bully and a spawn of the devil. He is someone that she had given her all to run away from. A man that she had swore to never encounter again. Two months later, Gweneth is faced with the dreadful realization of a pregnancy. As well as an ironclad contract from Calix Lamont to be his contract wife and birth the baby—all against her wishes. Hello readers, every page like, every collection, comment, reviews, power stones, gifts, golden tickets are all welcome and highly relevant. Thanks in advance!

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He threw money on the bed after our one-night stand. I threw it back in his face at his own inauguration. By sundown, we were engaged. By the week's end — married. Franklin Flemington needed a wife to secure his empire. I needed a miracle to save my family. For two years, we played our parts flawlessly — the golden couple the whole city envied. Behind closed doors, I was invisible to him. When the two years were up, I handed him divorce papers without blinking. He stared at me like I'd lost my mind. "I've given you everything a husband should. What more do you want from me, Octavia?" I smiled, signed my name, and walked out. I thought that was the end. I thought I'd finally won. I forgot one thing — Franklin Flemington has never lost anything in his life. And he has no intention of starting with me. Game on.

[+18| Adult Content | Dark | Erotic Mafia Romance] In Central City, everyone knows the name Marcone. It’s a name whispered in fear, a name synonymous with blood, shadows, and an empire built on the broken bones of anyone who dared to cross them. Adrian Grayson is a ghost. A widower frozen in three years of grief, he lives for his art and nothing else. He doesn't care about the city's monsters, until he accidentally crashes into the most dangerous one of all. Twice in one night, the cold, lethal Matteo Marcone saves Adrian’s life. Adrian hates to owe anyone, especially a devil. But when he asks how to settle the debt, the answer isn't money or blood. "Climb into my bed if you want to repay me," Matteo rumbles. "Or remain forever in my debt." Adrian is straight. He is a man of honor. But in a fortress of stone and iron, trapped by a man who refuses to let him go, Adrian realizes that the Devil doesn't just want his body, he wants to consume his very soul. Will Adrian pay the price, or will he discover that some debts can only be paid in skin? A/N: This story is entirely fictional. All characters, names, locations, and events are products of the author’s imagination. Any similarity to real people, living or deceased, or actual events is purely coincidental.

WARNING!!! , SOME CHAPTERS IN THIS NOVEL CONTAINS EXPLICIT SCENES "Sign it, Aria. Don’t make this more pathetic than it already is." The smell of his expensive cologne mixed sickeningly with the scent of her stepsister’s perfume on the damp hotel sheets. Julian didn’t look like the man who had whispered promises of forever an hour ago; he looked like a predator closing a trap. Beside him, Elena smirked, pulling the silk duvet higher over her shoulder—a silent, triumphant taunt. "You were having sex with her," Aria whispered, her voice cracking as the roar of the fashion show’s bass thumped through the walls of the dressing suite. "On my runway night. In our bed." "Technically, it’s my bed now," Elena chirped, her eyes gleaming with malice. "Just like it’s my lead spot in the show. You’re trending, sister. But not for the fashion." Julian shoved the fountain pen into Aria’s trembling hand. "The scandal hits the press in ten minutes. Your career is dead, your reputation is ashes, and this divorce is your only way out before the sponsors sue you for every cent you own. Sign the papers, take your shame, and disappear." With a numb heart and a hand that felt like ice, Aria scribbled her name, severing her life. An hour later, rain lashed against the neon lights of the city as she stumbled into a darkened bar, a ghost in a couture gown. She didn't want comfort; she wanted to feel something other than the knife in her back. When the man in the corner—shadowed, lethal, and radiating a terrifying power—offered her his hand and a night of forgetting, she took it. She didn't know his name. She didn't know he was the most dangerous man in the financial world. She only knew that as she walked away from the wreckage of her life the next morning, she was carrying a secret that would one day bring the world to its knees.

"Leave, you're free. Don't ever come back here again." She said, hoping he wouldn't return and she'll get to live Hael was shocked, "Are you abandoning me, My Lady?" Corvina Cory lived her first life like a typical villainess and the consequences of her actions were pretty obvious. She died at the hands of the person she was in love with. Yet she gets a second chance at her first life even though she didn't want it. She didn't want to face the man she was madly in love with again and she definitely didn't want to get killed again by him as well.

Was the body a person—or the soul itself? Since the day Lìngxiāo was born, he carries a strange condition that never lets him show pain or anger. As an independent exorcist with no controler clan above him, He roams the land with two burning aims: to save the common people from darkness, and to clear his own name—from his own father's murder. was he even killed or just another betrayal of the eyes? One day his hometown Yún Xi, calls him back. A town haunted by a Red Robe Ghost—where no exorcist has survived. Or were they simply removed Carefully? But when Lìngxiāo arrives, silent surprise was waiting. He finds a ghost who knows him. A ghost who wants him—someone who is not quite dead at all. A mystery not older than the town this time. Yet no one knows it—except the ones who plotted it, sitting among them all along. within his discovery, he realized: the ghost did not stumbled upon him. It used every single way to make him return to this land. Most importantly—there was more then one mastermind behind all. The unknown one seems above the main other too. Now he must find the secret buried in Yún Xi's soil, and the ghost's history which is the reason of everyone's hunting death. He came to kill the spirit but stayed to make it his Groom. Author's Note: Extremely sorry for being irregular before. But now I will try my best to give you chapters that feel satisfying and seen. Two per day. Do support us. Something big is waiting♡. This is a side novel—a thread in the larger Tearstone world. It stands alone, but it also carries the echo of something bigger. I hope you enjoy the journey.♡

CONTENT WARNING This story is intended for a mature audience and contains graphic, intense scenes that may be disturbing to some readers. Reader discretion is strongly advised. DON'T FUCK ME OR YOU DIE... Camilla Gray's loneliness ended when she found a family in the Harts—and a fierce, consuming love in their son, Bran. Their wedding day was soft and sunlit. The kind of day that makes you believe in forever. It shattered on their wedding night. He died inside her. Years later, Camilla isn't healing. She's surviving. She lives as a servant in her own home, enduring the venomous blame of Bran's family, who are convinced she killed him. She's starting to believe them. Then a stranger steps out of the rain. Lucian Thorne is a trillionaire whose calm is more terrifying than any rage. He holds a contract bearing Bran's signature—and hers. To settle an unimaginable debt, Bran sold her. Now Lucian has come to collect. Camilla faces an impossible choice: remain in a prison of grief and contempt, or walk into a gilded cage owned by a man who sees her not as a person—but as collateral. This is not a story about moving on. This is a story about what happens when the only way out is to sell yourself to the person who already owns you. Genres: Dark Romance | Psychological Thriller | New Adult | Tragedy

Dahmer Lukas is a man of chilling precision and unparalleled intellect. As an "Enigma"—the rarest, most elusive and strongest personality type in the omegaverse—he functions more like a machine than a man. Cold, calculated, and entirely devoid of emotions, he runs a massive scientific empire with one singular focus: Project Z. His goal is as ambitious as it is controversial: to synthesize a serum capable of pacifying the hyper-aggressive Alpha population. To complete the formula, he requires a biological sample from the world's most powerful Alphas. He has successfully harvested samples from every target—except one: Malcom Ford, the ruthless CEO of Deviloy Technology Company Malcom is an anomaly in his own right. Known for his cold, unyielding nature, he never releases during intercourse, keeping his genetic essence locked away. Dahmer orchestrates a masterfully deceptive plan: He adopts the guise of a wide-eyed, vulnerable Omega intern, and infiltrates Deviloy Technology. His objective is simple: seduce Malcom, trigger the impossible release, and secure the sperm sample for his research. But there are two major complications: Malcom Ford is staunchly, aggressively uninterested in men. He views his own biological urges as a weakness to be controlled, and he is immune to the typical ploys of those trying to get close to him. To infiltrate Malcom’s guarded inner circle, Dahmer must learn to mimic expressing emotions. He studies the art of a smile, the mechanics of a genuine laugh, and the physical act of crying. But as he performs these human behaviors to manipulate Malcom, something begins to shift. The more Dahmer acts, the more his own cold, Enigma logic begins to fray. Dahmer Lukas set out to dissect Malcom Ford, but as the lines between deception and desire blur, he realizes he is the one being dismantled. Can a man who has never felt love survive the fire of an S-tier Alpha who refuses to be tamed?

⚠️ 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.” Cast into a bottomless waterfall as an infant, Zaliyah was supposed to die. Instead, the hybrid abomination born of a forbidden celestial and demon affair was hidden away, raised as the fragile, cherished young master of a human noble house. He lived a life of silk and silence, existing only for his protective elder brother, Karas. But when Karas is left at death's door, Zaliyah strikes a desperate bargain with the ruthless King of the Underworld, Malachi: his hand in marriage in exchange for his brother's life. He expected a cold political arrangement. He didn't expect a bloodbath of an honorary banquet, a brutal exile to a frozen wasteland, or the two devastating secrets that would change the Underworld forever: Zaliyah is a celestial, and he is pregnant. Years later, the fragile "White Lotus" has returned to the palace. With forbidden powers mastered and a heart turned to ice, Zaliyah is feigning amnesia and playing the submissive consort. He has a court of betrayal, poisons, and ancient wars to navigate.and he is going to burn Malachi's kingdom to the ground.

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.

"Do you believe in fate" someone asked me. Yes I do, God has fated each one of us a soulmate. A man sited beside me answers" No, there is nothing like fate, a relationship only last long when both partner work together to make it work. Well I for one is fated for Jung Yeong. He is made just for me. Though it has been 5 years since Etuhole left Korea to attend her mother funeral in Namibia, she still came back for Yeong the man she love but is he waiting for her as well? 5 years ago Yeon and Etuhole made an oath to get married once of the right age, with that Yeon gave her a ring as a reminder. The story between a Namibian lady and a Korean man, it bares pain, misunderstanding, mistrust, pride and true love.

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I have always dreamt of a fairytale wedding with my prince charming and having my father walk me down the aisle but destiny had other plans. First I lost my parents in an accident which was later discovered to be an assassination. The next thing is me getting married against my will by a man who claims to own me according to my parents will testament but just to discover a few days later that I have been cheated by the man whom I started to love. I wont let a scoundrel like him walk away with what is mine I will get it back by hook or crook

[Mature Content Warning] Kang Rei Sung met an unfortunate end at just 23 years old. But fate wasn’t entirely cruel—he’s been reincarnated into a parallel omegaverse universe. Having read countless yaoi novels, Rei thought he knew what to expect. But reality is nothing like the stories—especially for an omega. Born into poverty, he’s forced to take inhibitors to suppress his scent, hiding from alphas and other omegas alike. Everything was fine—until he witnessed something he wasn’t supposed to see. And now, he has caught the attention of the most powerful SSS-class dominant alpha, Jung Jae-min. Known as Kai, he is feared across the lands—a ruthless alpha no one dares to defy. And now, Rei finds himself trapped in Kai’s grasp, with no way out. Can Rei survive in a world where fate has already decided his place? Or will he carve out his own destiny—no matter the cost? Current Status: Ongoing.

In the heart of a powerful Indian empire, a brilliant and beautiful minister serves in the royal court, balancing duty, ambition, and tradition. As she navigates political intrigue, cultural celebrations, and the weight of responsibility, an unexpected bond begins to form between her and the Emperor himself.