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Love Me After You Kill Me

Kai Veyren died with her name on his lips. Valeria Knox — the assassin who once fought beside him, laughed beside him, slept beside him — drove a dagger into his heart and left him bleeding under the moonlight. No goodbyes. No explanations. Just silence, steel, and betrayal. He had trusted her. Maybe even loved her. And she killed him. But death, it seemed, had a twisted sense of humor. Kai awakens not in the afterlife, but in her body. Her face, her voice, her scars — all his now. The world sees him as Valeria Knox, the Ghostblade, the most feared killer on the continent. And to make things worse, she was in the middle of a high-stakes mission: assassinate the Crown Prince… or die trying. Now, hunted from all sides, Kai is forced to wear the mask of the woman who murdered him — learning her secrets, fighting her battles, and walking in heels he never asked for. But as he pieces together the puzzle of her past, he finds something far more dangerous than betrayal: the truth. A truth that makes him question everything. Why did she really kill him? Who is pulling the strings from the shadows? And most terrifying of all… What if he was never the hero of this story? In a world of spies, stolen identities, forbidden love, and violent conspiracies, Kai must survive as the woman he loved, hated, and maybe never truly understood — while trying not to lose himself in the process. After all… It’s hard to kill your enemies when the person you hate most is staring back at you in the mirror.
Adedayo_Ademola · 10.1k Views

Flash Marriage: Heading For a Divorce

(Mature content, smut,18+, no rape) ...... "What are you thinking about?" "I'm thinking about a guy." Jun Shang stopped in the middle of a deep kiss and sighed. His lips began to form a smile, but his fierce glare said otherwise. Possessiveness and jealousy spread across his sculpted face. "Will you tell me his name?" His easygoing and languid voice reached her ears. "Why?" "So that I can shoot him down." ....... "Hnnng." A woman's first moan was always a good sign. Even if she tries to suppress it, it can't be suppressed, so she lets out a breath. As she moaned, his wife's head fell back. The yukatas were randomly strewn above the sheets. A wisteria petal was stuck to the back of her neck. He stretched down and bit the flower petal. The petal and skin both crumbled between his teeth. The sweet taste spread in his mouth like an aphrodisiac. "Haa..." Xiao's hand gripped her abandoned yukata. He had already teased her nipples, and they glistened as they perked up. With another surge of desire, Jun Shang cupped her breast once again. His wife's body was beautiful. It was as smooth as a painting. Her perfectly supple breasts, her long and slender hands and feet. More than that, the most captivating features were her fragrance and her pale, soft skin that seemed to melt underneath her hands. 'You're beautiful.' She didn't seem to be touched by his words. There was no reason for her to respond with 'You too' just to be polite. But none of that mattered. Her proud face and her cold eyes. All of it. He liked all of it. And starting today, all of it would be his. "Ahh." ……… In a world ruled by business alliances, Jun Shang and Yun Xiao are forced into marriage for profit. Their families arrange it, and they agree to keep it strictly business - no love, just cold partnership. But during their honeymoon, something unexpected happens. They feel a strong attraction to each other and give in to desire, breaking the rules of their agreement. As they navigate the tricky world of corporate greed and family pressure, Jun Shang refuses to let go. He wants to understand Yun Xiao better and uncover her secrets. ......... Check out my patreon.com/Prabin776
Snow_star · 884.7k Views

My Lovely Cartel

For several seconds, I forgot how to breathe. My mother stood in the doorway, a gun held steadily in her right hand. Her dark hair was shorter than I remembered from the photographs, and a thin scar crossed her cheek. But her eyes were unmistakable. My eyes. “Elena,” she whispered. The sound of my name coming from her lips nearly broke me. I took one hesitant step forward. “Mom?” Her expression crumpled for a fraction of a second before she raised her weapon again. “Don't come any closer.” I stopped. Behind me, Adrian moved slightly, positioning himself between me and the open vault. My mother noticed immediately. “Adrian Moretti,” she said coldly. “Of course you're here.” He raised his hands, keeping them away from his gun. “Mrs. Reed.” “Don't call me that.” “Then tell us what we should call you.” She ignored him, her attention fixed on me. “You shouldn't have come here.” I laughed, although there was nothing funny about the situation. “That's your opening line? You disappear for my entire life, turn up with a gun, and tell me I shouldn't have come?” Pain flashed across her face. “You don't understand.” “Then explain it to me!” The words burst from my mouth before I could stop them. “Where were you? Why did Dad tell me you were gone? Why did everyone let me believe you abandoned me?” My mother lowered her weapon slightly. “Your father didn't want you to know what happened.” “Convenient.” “Elena—” “No. You don't get to say my name like you have any right to comfort me.” Silence filled the vault. For the first time, her gun began to tremble. “I never abandoned you,” she whispered. “I stayed away because the people who killed your father were looking for you. If they believed I was dead, they would stop searching for both of us.” “And you thought leaving me alone was protecting me?” “I thought it was the only way to keep you alive.” I shook my head. “Everyone keeps saying that. Adrian said it. My father wrote it. Now you say it. Apparently, the only way to love me is to lie to me.” Adrian looked down. My mother closed her eyes briefly. “You have every right to hate me.” “Good. At least we agree on something.” A distant explosion shook the warehouse. Dust fell from the ceiling. Lucian hurried toward the entrance. “We need to leave. The countdown must have triggered another mechanism.” My mother immediately pointed her gun at him. “Stay where you are.” Lucian froze. “Who activated the explosives?” Adrian demanded. My mother looked at him. “Marcus.” “Marcus is outside?” “He's been watching this place from the beginning.” Adrian swore and moved toward the doorway. My mother fired a shot into the floor in front of him. “Don't move!” He stopped, his expression murderous. “You've got about three seconds to explain why I shouldn't put a bullet through your shoulder.” “Because Marcus has your brother's blood on his hands, and he's about to make sure you join him.” A second explosion thundered overhead. The lights flickered. My mother turned to me. “There's a tunnel behind the filing cabinets. It leads to the docks. Take Adrian and Lucian and get out.” I stared at her. “What about you?” “I have something to finish.” “No.” Her eyes widened. I stepped toward her despite the weapon in her hand. “You don't get to disappear again. Not after everything.” For a moment, she looked like she might cry. Then she reached into her coat and pulled out a small silver object. My pendant. She tossed it toward me. I caught it instinctively. “The key inside that pendant opens a second compartment in the vault,” she said. “Your father left something there specifically for you.” I looked down at the necklace. “What is it?” “The truth about who ordered his death.” Adrian went completely still. My mother turned toward him. “And the truth about what your father did before he died.” His face hardened. “What does that mean?” She looked at him with an expression I couldn't decipher. “Anth
DityaR_ · 24.4k Views