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Yao Zhi died in regret due to exhaustion and transmigrated into an unrecorded kingdom in history. Waking up to find herself in a body weighing more than 200 jin, she was in despair. As she was ready to curse Heaven, she found herself bound with a system. With an auction system on hand, she embarked on the journey of pampering her rough husband and building her business.

Corrupt royals, a handsome Marshal that hates omegas, and an omega outcast long thought dead

In his first life, Shen Qingyu, the most beautiful and gifted son of the illustrious Duke of Yun, loved Emperor Helian Jue with reckless devotion. He ignored the emperor's chilling indifference and casual cruelty. When court factions framed his entire family for treason, Helian Jue signed the execution order without hesitation. Shen Qingyu died alone in the Cold Palace at 27. Death should have been the end. Instead, he wakes up five years in the past, the exact morning he was chosen as a low-ranking consort and entered the imperial palace for the first time. This time, Shen Qingyu is done chasing affection from a man who never saw him as more than a pretty vase. Publicly, he will be the flawless, obedient Jade Consort. Privately, he will become the shadow architect of his own freedom. But the emperor starts acting…wrong. Helian Jue,once a glacier who barely remembered Shen Qingyu’s name, now watches him with raw, devouring intensity. One moonlit night, the emperor corners him against a pillar and says: “You used to look at me like I was your whole world. I want that look back, Qingyu.” Shen Qingyu smiles the same polite empty smile he once perfected. “Your Majesty must be mistaken. This consort has always been exactly who I am.” What the emperor doesn’t know yet is that Shen Qingyu has already mapped out three separate escape routes and bought loyalty from half the imperial guards. What Shen Qingyu has no clue about is that Helian Jue also came back.

Her blood was liquid gold. The moment it hit the basin, an urge to mate slammed into Dexmon, obliterating any concern for timing, place, or consequence. His heart thundered, caught somewhere between hunger and outright panic. His wolf surged. Aegon: Mate her. Mate her again. Mark her. In that order. Dexmon: Absolutely the fuck not.   ________________________ [Synopsis] Two Alphas. One impossible choice. A stranger saves Serena's life, and she returns the favor without knowing he's the Crown Prince of Drakenfell. Mate. He knows instantly. She has no idea. After a year in silver chains, her wolf is dead. At least, that's what she believes. But Dexmon is already betrothed to a princess who will murder to keep him. So he stays silent. Fin Shadowclaw, the youngest Alpha King in Skardos, can't take his eyes off her either. His wolf also says 'Mate' and he has no intention of walking away. Serena remains unaware, until someone tries to kill her. Fin catches it in time, and is forced to mark her to save her life. Right when his fangs are deep and Alpha venom flowing, a black wolf slams into him. He's knocked back, and watches as the wolf's fangs bite right over his mark. Serena wakes up to a fuming Alpha Prince, ready to re-mark his territory as many times as it takes. And a possessive Alpha King who's already decided nothing will pull her away from him. Two marks. One girl. And a war that has nothing to do with territory. Love triangles don't usually involve mass murder. ________________________ Content Warning: This novel contains dark themes, dubcon, abuse, SMUT, explicit scenes, and morally gray characters. Reader discretion advised.  Tags: fated mate, war, royal family, betrayal, shifter, queen, underestimated, alpha king, luna Discord: https://discord.gg/JR2yGgKNq8

In a city where secret hide behind every shadow,Lena Hart , a determined young journalist, lives a simple life built on truth, curiosity and quiet ambition. But everything changes the night she crossed paths with a man who seems to exist between danger and mystery. Adrian Cole is not who he appeared to be. Calm and guarded, and always watching, Adrian carries a past filled with choices that refuse to stay buried. When Lena becomes the target of a dangerous and calculating figure from Adrian’s past, her ordinary life is thrown into a world of tension, fear, and unanswered questions. What begins as a chance encounter quickly turns into something deeper. Something neither of them planned. And something both of them are afraid to face. As threats close in and the line between safety and danger disappears, Lena and Adrian are forced into an uneasy alliance. One built on trust they don’t really understand and emotion they can no longer ignore. But love, in a world like Adrian’s, is not a safe place to fall. It is weakness, a vulnerability and a weapon. With every passing moment, their growing connection becomes both their greatest strength and their greatest risk. And lurking in the shadows is Victor, a relentless and manipulative enemy who knows exactly how to turn live into a battlefield. As danger intensifies, Lena must decide what she believes in more, her safety or her heart. And Adrian must confront the one thing he has spent his life avoiding. The possibility that love is not something to fear. But something worth fighting and risking everything for.

She was supposed to be a target. A girl taken in the middle of a war she never understood… until she realized she was never just a victim. Elena Marquez was kidnapped in one night— and thrown into a world ruled by power, blood, and betrayal. At the center of it all stands Adrian Voss. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable. He should have killed her. Instead… he kept her. In a city where loyalty means nothing and love is a weakness, Elena must learn how to survive. But the deeper she falls into his world… the more dangerous she becomes. And when betrayal finally comes— it won’t just break hearts. It will start a war.

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

Raven Zhao and Aidan Chen belong to the same circle, but he is the center, and she is a tangent. Embrace the flawed obsession. Do not push away the love I offer. Stars whisper your existence to me. How far will you go to hide? The shine in your eyes is affection. If not, hate me with all your being. Share a bond with me; I can bear it. Even if you take me as an enemy. -Aidan Chen

He wants her. She hates him. Fueled by secrets and driven by revenge, Jennie Ann enters a dangerous game with the powerful and enigmatic Vincenzo Ruggiero. What begins as a plan to destroy him spirals into something darker — and far more intoxicating. ⚠️ Content Warning This story contains mature themes including emotional manipulation, psychological tension, trauma, coercion, sensual content, and power imbalance. Recommended for readers 18+ only. Reader discretion advised. As passion ignites and trust shatters, Jennie must choose: Will she burn him for the truth… Or fall for the man she was born to betray? Dive into Admire of Revenge — a gripping dark romance where obsession, betrayal, and desire blur the line between love and vengeance.

"If I can just stay under the radar, I might survive the final chapter." Kim Jowoon woke up in a novel world as the illegitimate fourth son of a marquis, Julian Von Astrea, and it looked like every single character hated him. It was a world where everyone looked like a protagonist—shining eyes, tragic backstories, destiny practically dripping off them. Everyone except him. He didn't even get a script. Then the Affection System popped up and crushed his hopes in one clean line of text: every so-called “hero” in the capital had a solid 0% interest in his continued existence. Naturally, Julian did the most reasonable thing possible—he ran. Straight into the safest job he could think of: tutoring the young son of the Empire's most reclusive (and famously cold) Duke. The plan was foolproof. Win over the kid, stay invisible, collect a fat paycheck, and live long enough to die of old age instead of plot relevance. It didn't go smoothly at first. The child never spoke, the Duke barely appeared, and Julian briefly wondered if he'd chosen the wrong kind of death. But somehow… it worked. The Duke's son quickly warmed up to him. Lessons became warm and fun moments, and silence turned into trust. And even stranger, the Duke's affection level didn't just rise—it skyrocketed into something Julian absolutely had not planned for. For the first time since transmigrating, he felt safe. Then the Emperor began to interfere, so much that he became a madman to Julian. Julian thought he could live quietly. Well... He thought wrong.

This book addresses sensitive topics such as suicide, mental disorders and many others. The discretion and discernment of the reader are desired. Selen Ravenhurt was born to become empress, and for a long time, she believed that was enough. Raised in one of the most powerful noble families of the empire and promised to the crown prince since childhood, everything had already been decided for her. She would rule at the emperor’s side and secure her place at the top of a world where power meant everything. And for a long time, she accepted it without question. Until the day everything began to fall apart. Chosen as the long-awaited saint, Selen becomes the empire’s symbol of hope, admired by the people and praised by the temple. Yet the more time passes, the more she begins to realize that something is deeply wrong. The world she once believed in is not as perfect as it seems, and the people around her are not who they pretend to be. Behind the palace, behind the temple, behind even her own family, a truth exists that no one is meant to see. And when she finally does, it destroys everything. Betrayed, broken, and stripped of everything she once held onto, Selen is left with no way out. With no one to trust and nothing left to lose, she makes the only choice she has left. She chooses to end it. But death is not the end. When she opens her eyes again, she is given a second chance, and this time, she remembers everything. This time, she refuses to be used, to be controlled, or to play the role that was forced onto her. Because if this empire was built on lies, then she will be the one to tear it apart. And this time, she will not stop until everything burns.

John and Eric, leaders of rival groups, were once inseparable friends, until a sudden rift tore them apart. Years later, they're forced to confront their complicated past when a mysterious figure, Arjun, begins manipulating events, threatening to expose long-buried secrets about their families. As they navigate the treacherous landscape, old feelings resurface, and they must decide whether to let their history tear them apart or come together to uncover the truth.

It was never a bright idea to deceive a vampire. Yet, she did it anyway. Human enslavement at the hands of vampires has long been abolished... for the most part. But when Hiln falls on hard times, she finds herself working within the castle walls of the highest-ranking vampire nobles. Disguised as a vampire servant, her borrowed time runs out when Hiln catches the attention of the most vile Lord among them. Rather than killing her, he claims the human woman as his pet. And nothing will prepare her for the desire and chaos that is to follow. _ His tongue drove deeper. A broken whimper nearly escaped me. “Stop…” He only groaned against me, the low vibration shooting straight through me like lightning. His fingers dug bruises into my thighs, spreading me obscenely wider as he licked a long, filthy stripe along my entrance. “I said stop!” I yanked his head back violently. Silver eyes met mine. His lips and chin smeared obscenely with my arousal, a thin, glistening strand still connecting his mouth to my swollen, pulsing flesh. He held my gaze. Then, he shoved himself back in and dragged the flat of his tongue over me in one long, lazy stroke. Pleasure detonated through me like shattered glass. My thighs clamped around his head as I came hard, hips jerking against his face while wave after wave ripped through me. I slammed my hand over my mouth to smother the sob tearing from my throat, body convulsing, broken and trembling as he kept licking, kept sucking, milking every last brutal pulse until I was oversensitive and ruined. He finally pulled back and rose to his feet, that ugly smile on his lips. I slapped him with every ounce of fury in my body. The crack of my palm against his cheek echoed off the marble. His head snapped sideways. When he turned back, blood welled bright red at the corner of his split lip. His tongue slid out, dragging slowly through the blood and the glistening mess of my release still coating his chin. He tasted both, his eyes never leaving mine. “You taste better when you’re angry,” he murmured, voice rough and low, laced with dark amusement. I glared up at him, my chest heaving. My core still pulsed with aftershocks, thighs sticky with evidence of my body’s betrayal. I wanted to claw that smug expression off his face. I wanted to kill him. Content Warning: This story contains dark themes, including sex, abuse, violence, and morally grey characters. Reader discretion advised.

[Warning: R18+ Content] I thought I was going to die. So I chose to be remembered. One night. One drink. One sin I could never take back. But the men I met at the bar weren’t strangers. They were The Trident… three ruthless heirs of the Corvanni Dynasty, the most feared mafia bloodline alive. Draven. Silent, merciless, a predator cloaked in shadows. Lucian. Calculative, hauntingly beautiful, a devil with a silver tongue. And Azriel. Wild, reckless, dangerously addictive. They don’t ask. They take. And now they want me… completely. Their obsession burns hotter than their empire. Their touch is forbidden, but I can’t resist. Because the deeper I fall, the clearer it becomes… I’m not just their desire. I’m their ruin. Excerpt ********** “Run if you want, Jade.” The nickname rolled off Lucian’s tongue like a promise and a threat, one no one had ever dared call me before. My breath hitched, legs trembling, but before I could take a step, Draven’s hand closed around my wrist… iron, unyielding. “You think you can walk away after tasting us?” His voice was quiet, deadly, sending shivers straight to my core. Azriel leaned in from behind, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as his laughter burned through me. “Sweetheart, we don’t chase what’s already ours. And you, little Jade…” his teeth grazed my skin, “…you belong to the Trident now.” Azriel’s fingers tilted my chin up, his grin sinful, dangerous, carved just for me. “Tell me, Jade,” he purred, voice thick with lust, “what do you want?” Heat scorched my skin, my lips parting, but no words came. My body betrayed me, trembling against the wall of Draven’s chest while Lucian’s hand traced lazy circles on my thigh, teasing, tormenting. Azriel’s laugh was low, filthy. “No, sweetheart. Don’t just tremble for us. Say it.” His thumb brushed my lower lip, slow, taunting. “Say what you want. Say you want our hands, our mouths, our cocks… say it, and I’ll give you everything.” Draven’s breath was at my neck, steady, lethal. “Careful,” he murmured, “once you speak it aloud, there’s no going back.” Lucian’s whisper slid against my ear, silken poison. “And when you do, Jade, you’ll never remember what it felt like to be untouched.” My mouth opened before my brain could reason… “I want you,” I whispered. Draven’s hand tightened, Lucian’s eyes darkened, Azriel laughed as if the world had finally given him his prize. Three bodies pressed in, heat and danger wrapping me like a cage I couldn’t escape. Didn’t want to escape. My heart screamed to run, but my body whispered the truth. I wanted them… All of them. ********** Three men. One woman. A love story carved in blood and obsession.

"Nothing more than an arranged marriage," --- At least, that was all it meant to him. But to Adelynn, it was everything. Promised to him since childhood, she grew up loving only one man, believing that one day, if she tried hard enough, endured enough, suffered enough… he would finally see her. But to him? She was just another poor woman, clinging to a man far above her. She wasn’t worthy of him, and he mocked her, calling her weak and insignificant. Perhaps she was, until an accident left her unable to recall her past, erasing the memory that he ever existed. Her annoying early morning messages, her interrupting check-up calls, All of it gone in a snap. For the first time in her life, Adelynn felt she was free, and for the first time in his, he felt emptiness. One that worsened when she was finally able to see him: Denever Collens. A rival of his, equal in status, and now his ego refuses to allow him to stand by and watch. Because the love he once refused to choose is now the one thing he’s no longer willing to lose.

[Warning: Explicit Adult Content And Dark Romance Themes, Violence, Bullying] “What would it take for you to kill a man?” For me… it didn’t take much. After years of being bullied, ignored, and broken down, I stopped waiting for things to get better. And something answered me. His name is Darius. He gave me power—enough to finally fight back. But the more I use it, the more I change. And the more I realize… Revenge was never the dangerous part. He was.

WARNING: Mature content|Dark romance|R18 Elena Rossi lives a life of luxury and privilege among Milan’s elite... until one night she witnesses something she was never meant to see: a brutal execution carried out by the most feared man in the Italian underworld. Alessandro DeLuca. Known as The Devil of Milan, Alessandro is ruthless, powerful, and merciless to anyone who crosses him. In his world, witnesses don’t survive. But instead of killing Elena, he makes a far more dangerous decision. He keeps her. Thrown into a dark world of power, violence, and temptation, Elena refuses to submit to the man who now controls her fate. Yet the more she resists him, the more obsessed Alessandro becomes—because the Devil of Milan doesn’t let go of what he wants. And now, he wants her.

When her family is drowning in debt, Elena Carter has only one option left. Sign the contract. The man offering it is Adrian Wolfe — a ruthless billionaire CEO known for destroying anyone who stands in his way. Years ago, she humiliated him. He never forgot. Now, he offers her a deal: one year under his control in exchange for saving her family. No love. No questions. No escape. But living with Adrian Wolfe is more dangerous than she expected. Every word is a test. Every touch feels like control. Every moment pulls her deeper into his world. He says it’s only business. But the way he watches her… feels like obsession. Because this contract was never about money. It was about revenge. And somewhere between hatred and desire, he is starting to want her… completely.

[MATURE CONTENT: 18+ ONLY. HEAVY SMUTS, POSSESIVE AND STRONG SPICY LANGUAGE] I was most definitely tempted, because those initial thoughts drifted to much dirtier territory as I imagined Stevie completely naked, Straddling my hips as we fucked, those full, firm tits jiggling as she bounced enthusiastically on my cock. It wasn't the first time she'd starred in my illicit fantasies, and my neglected dick was completely on board with the idea, Thickening in my slacks as another forbidden vision played through my mind, of pounding into her from behind, her silky hair wrapped tight around my fist. My fingers twitched as I envisioned pulling her head back and holding her in place as I drove deep into her pussy, her soft ass cushioning my driving thrusts as she moaned my name… ——————— She spent a year flirting with Caleb across conference rooms and cocktail parties. One night she stopped flirting and started something she couldn't take back. The plan was to leave by sunrise. Clean. Simple. Nobody had to know. His ex-wife showed up at dawn. Now Caleb needs a girlfriend. A real-looking one, fast, before the custody hearing. He needs it to be Stevie. Two months, fifty thousand dollars, and one very complicated little boy who already likes her more than he should. Stevie knows how to manage a narrative. She does it for a living. She just didn't plan on the narrative managing him.