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Lennox cornered her in the hallway, his amber eyes troubled. “You didn’t deserve that.” “Didn’t I?” Olivia challenged. “Wasn’t it you who told the entire pack that the daughter of a traitor should be treated as less than human?” “I was wrong,” he admitted. “We all were.” “Three years, Lennox. Three years of serving as your Omega, of being spat on, of watching you three worship the ground Anita walks on while I’m nothing but a shameful secret.” From the shadows, Levi’s voice emerged. “The Moon Goddess bound us for a reason.” Olivia’s bitter laugh echoed through the corridor. “And you’ve fought that reason every step of the way.” “We didn’t know,” Louis appeared beside his brothers, forming the triangle that had always made Olivia feel trapped. “About your father, about the conspiracy—” “So that’s what it takes?” she asked, voice trembling. “My father’s name being cleared for you to acknowledge me as your Luna? As your mate?” “No,” Lennox reached for her. “It’s seeing your strength, your resilience despite everything we put you through.” “We were cruel,” Levi admitted. “We were wrong,” Louis echoed. Olivia looked at each of them, these three powerful Alphas now regarding her with something approaching reverence. Olivia’s smile held no warmth. “Now I realize some wounds cut too deep to heal. You can’t break someone for years and expect them to be whole for you when it’s convenient.”

LIMERENCE Trilogy Book I Regardless of how the world sees him as a young, multi-talented actor with a cinematic smile and an Emmy award, Joey Carter has been living a double life since before he could even spell the word freedom. Joey belongs to Don Domenico Cassano, a ‘Ndrangheta mafia boss whose name is never spoken aloud in the newspapers, but whispered in fear through the corridors of law and the underworld. Their relationship is not love, but neither is it hatred. It is something in between—obsession, wounds, dependency, and the desire to be destroyed by the very same man who loves you. "What happens when the one who captivates your heart is also the one who imprisons it. Not love. Not hate. Only a dependency rooted deep, like poison in the blood." Story writer by oishielmo Dark Psychological Romance · Mafia Drama · Trauma Bonding · Coming-of-Age

(trigger warning. This book contains mature themes) ****** "I can't..." she gasped between broken moans, her voice trembling somewhere between pain and pleasure. Every thrust seemed to blur the line between surrender and defiance. Then she whispered a name between her sweet cries ...it wasn’t mine. I froze. A slow, humorless smile curved my lips as the sound of his name filled the space between us. “Raph…” she breathed. I leaned in, my mouth brushing her ear. Feeling her tremble from touch until my teeth nibbled her earlobes hard enough to make her whimper and her fold to clench around my fingers. “Wrong name, Lynn.” I hissed, withdrawing from the warmth of her insides. I felt her body tense. She clawed at my shoulders, a desperate plea in every touch. “Don’t…” she whimpered. Those jade-like eyes unravelled me that moment. I could feel the ache in my trousers. A troublesome little viper. A cruel smile traced my lips hiding my emotions. “You called the wrong name,” I murmured, my voice low, dangerous. “And bad girls deserve to be punished.” Her glossy eyes met mine... so full of confusion, want, and power she didn’t yet understand. If she only knew how close I was to breaking. Because the only name she should be calling… was mine. Lucien. I craved it as badly as the air I breathe. ****** For better or for worse, till death do us part. That was their vows at the altar, but her husband broke them first.. He claims an open marriage is the solution to their childless marriage and that it's to protect her own interests. But all Braelyn sees is a prison built from guilt and lies. One heartbroken night, she stumbles into a karaoke bar and into the arms of Lucien. A man shrouded in mystery, rebellion, and danger. His very presence tells her to run but it also gives her the solace she craved. She never expected to see him again after she ran, forgetting his sinful existence, but life wasn't done making a joke out of her. Lucien isn't just any man, but one who can destroy everything she believes in. The man she was never meant to meet. Her husband's uncle The black sheep of the Volkov dynasty. A man whose desire will ruin her. Lucien knows she can't be his, but he was never a man who respected social norms. He doesn't care about anything but her every sin and touch. All he wants… is her, no matter how sinful it gets.

“You jerk off with me pictures, I make you hard, don’t lie? Don’t fucking lie to me, you cock is harder than rock right now.” He scowled, using his feet to rub my dick and I went stiff for a moment, nodding. “Use your fucking words!” He thundered, tightening his grip around my neck. “You want me to be inside of you while you scream yes, alpha and moan out my name… You fucking bitch.” He snarled and  my lips quivered. “You like it when I treat you this way, don’t you? You want me to thrust my dick in your throat and have you gagging on my nine inch shaft, right?” His words were extremely hot.   “Yes, yes, alpha… I want you… I… I want you to take me from the back and treat me like your little slut, I wanna serve you, use me for your pleasure, alpha… Make me your little cum dump.” I moaned shamelessly, damning all the consequences and I gasped when his second hand rested on my dick. ******************************* Having crushed on the alpha for years, the goddess finally shines on me as he takes notice of me, fulfilling every fantasy of him I’ve had but then there’s more to the Alpha than just a grump and emotionless person. There are threats, secrets and discovery that forces me to stay away… Not for long though.   Having discovered that he’s living my life, it’s up to me to decide on whether I want to fight for my life or love. Looking back, I couldn’t help but long for the days when all we had between us was sex.  

When Bai He wakes up, he realizes he has become the youngest elder of Lingguang Sect. Although he looks weak and carefree, he is bound by a system that forces him to change fate. After taking in a noisy disciple and saving the troubled genius Ye Shiyuan, his quiet life is thrown into chaos. As cultivation deadlines, hidden enemies, and dangerous secrets emerge, Bai He must grow stronger or he will lose everything.

A former police officer dies and is longing for a quiet and peaceful life away from the chaos. Reborn in a new world, he must navigate strange lands, unexpected challenges, and a chance at the slow life he always dreamed of, if he can survive long enough to enjoy it.

I am a new author, so there might be some grammatical errors. Try not to be too harsh. And don't forget to share your valuable reviews. SYNOPSIS "You are my mate, I am not going to share you with anyone, not even my brothers " his whispering tone felt like melted sugar in my ears. I was drowning in his scent, my mind was in a frenzy. Suddenly, I woke up with a start, panting heavily after a steamy wet dream which I have been having quite a lot lately. Myra Miracle, an orphan since birth, visits her childhood best friend Nora to Kimberg to. While she was having dinner with Nora and her parents, she felt dizzy and enchanted at the same time for some unknown reasons. Later that evening, she met four hot, handsome and mesmerizing people which made her restless all night long. Since then she has been having wild dreams. Why is that so? Why is she so attracted to her best friend's brothers?

Warning: This book contains a large number of very hot adult scenes!(18+ ONLY) *PLEASE DON'T READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO INTENSE INTIMATE SCENES* "Say you're ours." Claude's hand tightened around my throat....not choking, just holding, reminding me who owned every breath I took. His silver eyes burned into mine, relentless and demanding. "Say it, Lilith." "I'm yours," I whispered, and the words tasted like surrender and salvation all at once. "Louder." Damien's voice was dark silk behind me, his massive body pressed against my back, his hands bruising my hips. "We want to hear you scream it." Before I could answer, Damien slammed into me from behind, filling me so completely I saw stars. The stretch, the fullness, the overwhelming sensation of being claimed....it stole every thought from my mind. "I'm....." I tried to speak, but then Claude was lifting my leg, positioning himself, and suddenly he was pushing inside me from the front, and I was being taken by both of them at once. Too much. Too full. Too intense. "Breathe," Claude commanded against my lips, but breathing was impossible when they were both moving, finding a rhythm that had me trembling violently between them. "I'm yours!" The confession finally tore from my throat as Damon's mouth found that sensitive spot on my neck, teeth scraping, threatening to mark me permanently. "I'm yours, I'm yours, I'm yours...." "Good girl," all three of them growled in unison. "Now prove it." Lilith Thorne is drowning. Her father.....Beta of Shadowmere Pack....was murdered six months ago. Her mother overdosed on wolfsbane and lies comatose. Her boyfriend found his true mate and threw her away like garbage. And she's wolfless.....a reject in wolf society, unable to shift, worthless and invisible. With eviction looming and hospital bills crushing her, Lilith makes a desperate choice: enter the Rite, an ancient ritual where unmated Alphas can claim women for one night in exchange for gold. But she's not paired with just any Alphas. She's chosen by Damon, Damien, and Claude Blackwood.....the Cursed Alpha Kings. Triplets cursed by the Moon Goddess to find their true mate before they turn 26, or lose themselves to their wolves forever. They have three months left. What starts as a transaction becomes an obsession. The moment they touch her, their curse quiets. Their wolves recognize something in her. And they can't let her go. But Lilith is not what she seems. She's the last daughter of the most powerful witch bloodline in existence, her magic suppressed since birth. And when that magic awakens, it will change everything. When she finally learns the truth....that breaking their curse means taking it upon herself....Lilith makes a choice that will change everything. She sacrifices herself to save them, dying in their arms while they scream her name. But death isn't the end. It's only the beginning. And when she rises from the ashes, marked by death and wielding powers she never imagined, she won't be the same broken girl who walked into the Rite. She'll be something far more dangerous. Their mate. Their queen. Their salvation. Or their destruction. Part 1: THE CLAIMING How far would you fall for three kings who worship you like a religion and claim you like a conquest? Part 2: THE RESURRECTION How dark would you become to reclaim what death stole from you? The Mating Ritual is a dark paranormal romance featuring possessive alphas, intense sexual content, a strong but broken heroine discovering her power, found family, fated mates, and a love so consuming it transcends death itself.

She missed the last bus home. The street was empty. And her phone lit up with a message from an unknown number: "Don't go home tonight." At first, she thought it was prank--until a mysterious girl in black coat appeared out of nowhere, looked at her like she already knew her, and whispered: "You should listen." That same night, someone broke into her house. Someone who knew her routine. Someone who was waiting. As danger closes in, the stranger keeps appearing at the right moment... protecting her, warming her, watching her. But who is she? How does she know so much? And why does her presence feel like a memory she can't reach? In a world of secrets, shadows and silent threats, two girls are pulled together by fate--or something far darker. A GL mystery-thriller about warnings, obsession and the girl who knew her before she ever met her.

At the school gala, Athena made her grand entrance in the black net dress Rhydric had bought for her. The gown clung to her like a second skin, sheer black net layered over a fitted underdress that hugged every curve without apology. The neckline dipped dangerously… only half her boobs are hidden. The attention shifted the instant she entered. Head turned. Conversations died down immediately. Athena didn't care one bit, instead her eyes scanned the hall, searching for her four handsome men, and she found them already staring. No, not just staring. Devouring. Eryx let out a low breath. “Fuck you, Rhydric,” he muttered, eyes glued to her. “Why would you get her a dress like that?” Rhydric didn’t answer right away. He moved, setting his glass down on the table with an annoying calm. A slow, satisfied smile curved his lips. “That's because, I know what suits my girl best.” he said smoothly, clearly pleased with himself. "Corrections...our girl." Azrael corrected as he drank from his glass. Rhydric ignored his brothers and ignored the countless stares…some stunned, some jealous, some openly resentful. Rhydric closed the distance between them. His hand slid up, and his fingers curled possessively around her neck, without warning he crashed his lips onto hers. Athena gasped, the sound melting into the kiss, and then she smiled against his mouth. Rhydric’s kiss was dark and possessive. It wasn’t gentle at all. In fact, it's the opposite of that. His lips moved hungrily against hers, like a man starving for years. Azrael looked away. Then back again. He shouldn’t be jealous anymore. He knew that. Still…he couldn’t help it. Theodore, on the other hand, smiled, fully satisfied. Waiting patiently for his turn. Eryx rolled his eyes so hard they almost fell out of his head. When the kiss still hadn’t ended, he strode toward them, voice low, almost a growl. “Alright... you've had enough.” Rhydric kissed her a little longer, just to be cruel, before finally releasing her. Athena was all flushed and breathless. Her lips were swollen. Eryx didn’t give her a second to recover. He slammed his lips onto hers, one hand gripped her waist, the other grabbing her ass without hesitation. Athena moaned into his mouth, but the loud music swallowed the sound whole. Eryx pulled back slightly, just enough to smile against her lips, utterly satisfied. He knew she was going to make him pay for that later. And he was all in. Azrael watched, jealousy twisting sharp and unwanted in his chest, but the sight was so damn hot that he felt his little brother twitch. And that was it. His patience snapped. He stood, crossed the space in seconds, yanked Eryx away from Athena, fisted his hand in her hair, and kissed her hard. Athena thought she might actually die. Her knees nearly buckled. She was already dripping wet. Her panties literally soaked. Oh…Fuck them. Fuck them all. Around them, the students stared. Jealousy burning through them. Azrael kissed her until he was satisfied, then finally pulled back. Athena was red as a tomato. He smirked. “You look wrecked...Viper." She slapped his chest and glared up at him. “Shut up...That's all of you fault.” Rhydric and Eryx only smiled. She pushed Azrael back slightly and looked past him. Then she saw Theodore. He was sitting on the table, legs spread wide. One hand tapped lazily against the surface, the other resting on his lap. When their eyes met, he smiled. But beneath that smile, was barely restrained hunger. The three of them had already ruined her enough. He hadn’t wanted to add to it. But, Athena didn’t like that at all. She’d been waiting for his kiss too. So she walked toward him instead. Theo’s jaw clenched the moment she got close. She climbed onto him without hesitation, sitting directly on his little brother. He groaned, arms wrapping around her waist. Before his lips met hers, he murmured teasingly, “Fuck Athena..." without warning he slammed his lips on hers. discord: thaymi_1

Celine Monroe has walked down the aisle seven times, and walked away richer, wiser, and completely disillusioned. Love? A scam. Happy endings? Fairy tales sold to little girls. After building an empire out of alimony and high-profile divorces, she’s unapologetically ruthless, emotionally detached, and the queen of starting over. August Creed, a talented, broody chef with a three-year-old son and scars no one sees. After his late wife shattered his trust and reputation, August keeps his heart locked behind a kitchen door. He cooks, he parents, he survives. They meet by accident. Sparks fly. Walls go up. She doesn’t believe in love. He doesn’t believe in people. But fate isn’t asking for permission. Eight might be her final number. And maybe, just maybe, her first real love. This isn’t a love story. It’s a redemption.

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?

Years ago, she walked away, shattering Xu Tao's world without a single goodbye. Now, she's back, but there's a devastating catch: she doesn't remember him. The intense, shared history, the first taste of true love—it's all a blank slate. Xu Tao is no longer the light-hearted boy she left behind. He is the cold, ruthless inheritor of an untouchable dynasty. Power drips from his every move, but the one thing he can't control is his lingering obsession with her. He could have his vengeance, or he could seize this shocking twist of fate as a cruel, beautiful opportunity. As he draws her into his glittering, dangerous life, Xu Tao sets a perilous game in motion. He will rebuild their connection from the ground up, manipulating her amnesia until she depends on him completely. [Early warning for possible themes: Psychological manipulation / Power imbalance / Coercion] [Chapters are still going through major revision]

This story explores dark psychological themes and morally disturbing character behavior. Reader discretion is strongly advised. *** Jungtae saw that face again after all these years...but now he carried fear and trauma. Blood stained the hands of someone who had once been important to him. "Did you miss me?" Eight years ago, all Han Jungtae wanted was a quiet, peaceful life. He never imagined it would change the moment when the two guys entered his life. From that day on, Hyun Woojin and Kwon Owen drew him into a world tangled with secrets, obsession, and hidden motives. As Jungtae gets pulled deeper, he finds himself caught between Owen’s captivating charm and Woojin’s warm presence. Every choice he makes draws him closer to danger, and to a future he could never have imagined. ***Present-Backstory-Present ***Slow Burn

Emma Lindsey built her company to survive without permission. Independent, precise, and relentlessly disciplined, she has spent years creating a business that answers only to its own standards. Control is her currency. Distance is her defense. Invisibility—until now—has been her greatest protection. Ethan Greyson built systems that erase uncertainty. As the cold, methodical CEO of Virex Group, he believes stability is not negotiated—it is enforced. Power is structure. Emotion is noise. People are variables to be managed, not accommodated. When regulatory pressure and market scrutiny force Emma’s company into Virex’s orbit, neither of them chooses the collision—but both are altered by it. What begins as strategic containment becomes enforced proximity. What looks like protection reveals itself as control. What feels like alignment slowly turns into entanglement. Emma refuses to be absorbed. Ethan refuses to relinquish certainty. Together, they replace trust with rules and intimacy with boundaries—convinced that structure will keep them neutral. It doesn’t. As oversight tightens and external pressure mounts, control fractures in quiet, dangerous ways. Fatigue replaces certainty. Discipline leaks. Small decisions begin to carry personal weight—and instinct enters a system designed to exclude it. They are not drawn together by romance. They are pulled together by consequence. And when Ethan protects Emma without permission—and Emma realizes she no longer stands alone—the balance they both depend on shifts irrevocably. This is not a story about falling in love. It is a story about two fiercely controlled, fiercely independent people losing neutrality in each other’s presence—and discovering that when control finally breaks, the collision creates a fire neither of them was built to survive untouched.

In her past life, he ruined her. In this one, he won’t let her go. In her past life, Princess Katerina was promised to Prince Maximilian, the man she loved… until he betrayed her and destroyed her name beyond repair. When duty demanded it, she married King Dorian to save her people. It was a marriage born of sacrifice, not desire. But Maximilian never let her go. Even after ascending the throne of a rival kingdom, he pursued her relentlessly... not as a lover, but as a hunter. An enemy king. A shadow that followed her across borders and battlefields. A war she could never escape. Because of him, she lost everything. Her name. Her achievements. And the most unforgivable loss of all... her children. She died without ever understanding why he destroyed her… or why he never stopped. Reincarnated into the modern world as Catherine Preston, she wants only one thing: a quiet life. She has wealth, a powerful family that adores her, and a brilliant mind meant for research, not war. This time, she believes merit will protect her. This time, she believes the world is fairer. She is wrong. Traitors circle her once more—stealing her work, erasing her name, cornering her with smiles and contracts. And just as she stands on the edge of ruin… he appears again. Not as her enemy. Not as a king. But as her savior. “Marry me,” Maximilian Whitmore says calmly. “I’ll give you everything you dream of.” Catherine refuses. She will not trust the man who destroyed her once already. But fate has other plans. A curse. A bond. A shackle she cannot break. The only way to ease the curse… is intimacy with the man she despised. Bound once more to the enemy king of her past life, Catherine must face a terrifying question: Does Maximilian truly not remember what he did… or is he hiding the truth behind those unreadable eyes? And when King Dorian returns in this life, offering her peace and safety… Two men. Two pasts. One woman who remembers everything. In a world where names mean power and love is a battlefield, was Maximilian her greatest enemy… or the truth she was never meant to uncover? A reincarnation romance of obsession, betrayal, fate-bound love, and painful second chances. #A heart-throbbing reincarnation romance filled with obsession, power, betrayal, and fate-bound love. #Enemies to lovers. Soul shackles. Overbearing kings. Painful second chances. #Slowburn romance. Update will be once a day and there will be bonus chapters if we reach milestones. Hope you'll join me in this journey.

Clara Vance had it all. Millions of followers, a beauty empire built on glamour, and a life curated for the camera. But a lost bet with her mother sends her away from a marvelous weekend trip to Mykonos and into the dusty attic of her family’s decaying ancestral manor. The catch was her inheritance. Her task? A dreary clear-out. Her discovery? A centuries-old diary belonging to her great-grandmother, Eleanor Thorne. The ink tells a story of a forgotten history. Eleanor’s forbidden obsession with her guardian and step-uncle, Casimir Guggenheim, a ruthless railroad tycoon with a heart of stone. But when Clara touches the tear-stained pages, the scent of crushed gardenias doesn’t just fill the room, it drags her back to 1879. Trapped in Eleanor’s corseted body, Clara finds herself under the roof of the very man who haunted the diary. To the world, Casimir is a cold, untouchable magnate. To Clara, he’s a puzzle she’s determined to break. The problem? Clara isn’t the timid, fragile girl Casimir remembers. She’s a 21st-century It Girl with no filter, a strategic mind for business, a total lack of respect for Gilded Age propriety and a defiance waiting for trouble to happen. While the original Eleanor was a victim of her station, Clara is ready to burn the cage down. As Clara navigates a world where a single misstep means ruin, scheming relatives see her as a pawn, and a powerful suitor sees her as nothing but a business merger. She realizes the history books were wrong. Rewriting Eleanor’s tragic end is dangerous, especially when she starts falling for the man she was never supposed to have. History says they’re a tragedy. Clara says history is about to get a makeover.

"You think you can handle my world, Bella?" Leo growled, his eyes blazing with a dangerous intensity as he cornered her. "Once you're in, there’s no way out. I’ll destroy everything you are." Isabella’s breath caught, but she didn’t back down. Her voice was soft but unwavering as she whispered, “Maybe I’m not as fragile as you think. Maybe I want to be destroyed by you.” Leo’s hand gripped her chin, tilting her face up to meet his. “You have no idea what you’re asking for,” he warned, his tone dark and possessive. “I’ll take everything—your innocence, your light. You’ll be mine, completely.” She leaned in closer, her lips barely an inch from his. “Then take it, Leo. Take all of me.” ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Isabella was beautiful and innocent, with a kind heart and a true desire to help others. Her innocence wasn't because she was naive, but because she chose to see the good in the world, even when she knew about its darker sides. She was quiet, preferring to stay behind the scenes, but when it came to hacking, she was fearless. Her mind worked like a supercomputer, able to break into any system with ease. Leonardo Moretti was the dangerous mafia boss everyone was warned to stay away from. He was cold, ruthless, and didn't seem to care about anything. But everything changed when he found himself unexpectedly married to Isabella, a woman who seemed innocent and weak. What would happen when Leonardo discovered that his new wife was not just any woman, but a super hacker? ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ - Mature Themes - He Fell First and Harder - 18+ Content - Mafia World - Weak to Strong - Slow burn

Anna came to her sister older house only to stay temporarily. Not to fall into the most dangerous kind of beauty she had ever seen. Alaric Devano—husband of Evelyn Seraphina and Lyanna Mirelle’s brother-in-law—was everything forbidden: handsome, cold, immensely wealthy, dominant… and he stared at Anna far too long for a man who was supposed to ignore her. At first, Anna thought it was mere courtesy. But it wasn’t. He noticed every detail about her. How she stood. How she feared. How she tried to keep her distance. And every time they were alone… he forgot that Anna was his sister-in-law. More dangerously? Anna did not resist. She kept coming back—as if something within her called out, demanded, and claimed her. “He’s my sister's husband. I must not fall into his embrace. But obsession always triumphs over reason. And Alaric… never loses.”

The night before the opening of her dream bakery, Freya thought she was ready for anything that was going to be thrown at her. That was until she found herself waking up in some giant forest in nothing by her nightgown. Next thing she knew, ferocious monsters were chasing her. Desperate to survive this nightmare and get back to her home, Freya calls out for help and thankfully help does arrive. In the form of giant wolves that can somehow shift into humans?! Not that Freya has much time to process that fact because these crazy wolf beastmen have sinister plans for her. Plans she wants no part in so much so she finds herself agreeing to become some passbyer’s wife. And it seems the newcomer isn’t the only one interested in making her his wife.