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A Shotgun Wedding with the Mafia Don

Amelia Clarke might have been the curvy, nerdy girl who was constantly bullied and mocked by everyone, but she still won the heart of the Quarterback King. Oliver Lambert. But her happily ever after came to an end too soon. After four years of keeping their love affair a secret, she finally discovered that Oliver was not the man she thought he was. It turned out that he was the heir of the Morton Group and the next Mafia Don. Moreover, he was already engaged to a famous heiress. Now, Oliver’s father, the current Mafia Don, wanted her out of the picture. And he would do anything to finish the job. Leave Oliver, or he would make her and her family’s lives miserable. Give up the custody of her child, or the child would not see the light of day. Amelia tried to seek Oliver’s help, but the misunderstanding between them, plus Maximus manipulations, had already caused irreparable damage to their relationship. Left desperate and with no other option, she tried to run away with her family so she could protect her child. But the accident happened, taking the lives of her parents and unborn child. But was it really an accident? Left with nothing but a broken heart, she moved away. What started with love eventually turned to hate. What was once a promise of forever became a hunger for revenge. For six years, she lived with only one thing on her mind. To make her ex and his family pay. Motivated by vengeance, she returned as a completely different person. Amelia Clarke was dead. The chubby nerd was no more. In her place, Sophia Maddison was born. A famous supermodel and a promising entrepreneur. Her first agenda. Infiltrate the Morton’s business. Seduce the new Mafia Don. Oliver Morton. Marry him. Then, take everything that mattered to him. His business, his family, and even his child. *** [Warning: Mature steamy content, moderate violence, and some inappropriate language] COVER PHOTO - Credit to the owner.
bishop1275 · 3.3k Views

Love in the Shadows _Unwavering Love

Some stories don’t end with love. Some hearts never heal. And some people love so deeply, it becomes fatal. Ayla Wilson loved Silas Williams for twelve years. For twelve years, he never looked back. She never asked to be chosen, only to stay close. Her love was quiet, invisible, and consuming. She learned how to exist in his shadow without touching his life, how to survive on distance without hope. Until the night she ran. A wedding gown soaked in rain. A locked door. A father who sold her future without remorse. With nowhere left to go, Ayla chose the one place she never should have, Silas. But the man she returned to was no longer a distant memory. He was controlled, restrained, devastatingly silent. He let her stay. He protected her. He never promised love. A marriage formed without desire. A home built on unspoken care. A devotion that grew deeper in silence, until one loss shattered everything. And Ayla learned that "loving someone who cannot say it back can destroy you just as completely as being abandoned." Silas Williams was never cruel. That was his greatest mistake. He didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t abandon her. He didn’t betray her love. He simply believed that staying was enough. Silas protected Ayla in the only ways he knew quietly, responsibly, without asking for anything in return. He gave her shelter, stability, and a place beside him. He believed love was something proven through actions, not words. He never realized that silence can wound deeper than rejection. He never understood that for someone like Ayla, love needed to be seen, spoken, and held before it was too late. And when everything finally broke, Silas learned the cruelest truth of all: "You can do nothing wrong and still lose everything." Redemption did not come with grand gestures. It came with regret. With absence. With learning how to love someone who no longer belonged to him. Cause some realizations arrive only after love is gone. And some men spend the rest of their lives chasing the damage they never meant to cause.
yashii_love · 52.8k Views

Code Name: Cheerio - High Notes & High Stakes

High school is messy. Especially when you're the secret daughter of two of the world's deadliest assassins, hiding powers you barely understand, and trying to pass as a normal teenager in Ohio. Sent to McKinley High by her mysterious handler, Valentina Allegra de Fontaine, Svetlana Romanoff-Barnes, now using the alias: Elena Williams, just wants to lay low and survive high school. But her cover gets complicated after a wild night at a party leads to an unexpected hookup with Quinn, Santana, and Brittany, three of the school's hottest and most feared Cheerios, who are packing somthing extra. Then she's voluntold to become a Cheerio, shoved into a uniform and onto the squad. Things only get more complicated when she is forced to join the school's struggling glee club and starts making friends... real ones. Between budding relationships, painful memories, unexpected alliances, and a creeping suspicion that something inside her is changing, Elena has to navigate a world where she's both the hunter and the hunted-and maybe, just maybe, a girl who wants to belong. Now stuck between Glee Club rehearsals, cheerleading routines, and keeping her past buried, Elena finds herself entangled in a world of secrets, sarcasm, and songs. As secrets start to unravel and feelings get messy, Elena finds herself tangled in more than just high school drama. And when strange symptoms start surfacing, nausea, mood swings, feelings, she has to figure out if she's unraveling... and a creeping suspicion that something inside her is changing, something even more life-changing is happening, then escaping Red Room and Hydra. Between pop songs, power moves, and a love triangle that's turning into something more, Elena might just learn that being a normal teenager is the most dangerous mission of all. Content Note: This story features a G!P (girl with penis) portrayal of Quinn Fabray, Brittany S. Pierce, and Santana Lopez. Please read with awareness of that element.
ApexAlpha · 56.5k Views

Take Me, Kingpin: His Forbidden Desire

“Just how fucked up can life get?” On the night meant to celebrate her engagement, Nyra found out. She caught her fiancé in bed, not with another woman, but another man. The betrayal didn’t just shatter her heart. It exposed the lie she’d been living… and the family who cared more about appearances than her pain. Humiliated. Slapped. Blamed. That same night, drunk and unraveling, she made one reckless mistake. One wrong room. One stranger. One choice that changed everything. Disowned and cast out, Nyra vanished with nothing but her pride and a promise to never be powerless again. She rebuilt herself from ashes into something sharper... a woman no one could break twice. Years later, she returns. Just a wedding. Just closure. Just one visit. That’s what she tells herself. But some cities remember your sins. And some men never stop hunting what was once theirs. Especially the kind who can destroy you… and make you beg for it. ********** “Stay far away from me,” he said quietly. Not a warning... a promise. “My world isn’t made for someone like you, Nyra.” I stepped closer anyway. “Then maybe I’m done being safe.” His jaw tightened, something dark flashing in his eyes. “You have no idea what you’re asking for. Once you step into my world…” His voice dropped. “There’s no leaving it untouched.” I smiled, slow and reckless, looping my arm around his neck. “Then don’t let me leave untouched.” My lips brushed his, a whisper meant to tempt. “Take me, Kael,” I breathed. “I want to get ruined by you.
Nyx_Rae · 783 Views

The Alpha Chose My Maid, So I Married The Rogue King

“My husband thought I was his doormat Luna until I became his ruin.” … I was the Goldbane heiress. Gideon Vexwood was the lowborn wolf I married for love. I thought we were building a kingdom; I didn’t realize he was building my coffin. In one night, my world shattered. A tragic accident claimed my father’s life and stole my unborn child, leaving my body permanently broken. With the Pack Council threatening to strip my title unless I produce an heir, I was forced into a desperate gamble. I trusted my husband. I trusted my loyal maid. Together, we struck a secret surrogate deal to save the Goldbane’s right to the Alpha seat. I thought it was our salvation. I didn't know it was a trap. While I drowned in grief, Gideon and his mistress were celebrating my downfall, manipulating the very contracts meant to save me to turn me into a servant in my own home. They called it strategy. I called it war. For seven years, I played the victim. I endured their cruelty, letting them think they’d won while I forged a secret alliance with the only man they truly fear: Jarek Ashthorne. The infamous Rogue King. A man who rules the underworld with an iron fist and holds a debt to my father that he has never forgotten. He was supposed to be my weapon of revenge. I didn't expect him to be my salvation. Now, as the secrets of that fatal night emerge, the long game is finally over. They took my child. They stole my life. Now, I’m coming for their crowns. ____ Jarek hauled me forward until my chest collided with the rigid planes of his torso. “You have no idea, Elowen. Everything about you... every tear you shed for a man who doesn't deserve you… It’s all my business.” I shivered, but I clamped down on the sensation instantly. “Get your hands off me! I know what you’re doing. I’ve heard the stories, Jarek. Stay away from my marriage, stay away from my pack. And you better stay away from my life!” Yet, he pressed his face into the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply. “Is that what you call it, Elowen? I call it a wake-up call. But if you’d rather go back to your ‘Alpha’ and pretend that the walls aren’t closing in, be my guest.”
HeeSha_TA · 23.7k Views

[BL] Babysitting Beast Babies After Retiring As A Villainous Demon God

The demon beasts spent 1,000 years praying for the return of the sealed soul of their demon god, so he could save them from the wrath of the heavens and restore their glory. But when this demon god awakened from his seal, he casually declared: “Rebel against the heavens and lead a demon army to take over the world? Nah, that sounds like work. All I want to do now is rest. Officially retiring as the demon god!” ——— I died and woke up in a BL novel as the villainous demon god who died tragically. Well, obviously I’m not going to live through this stressful fate of being a demon god and dying. So I quit. I’m not going to get involved with this plot. I’m just going to be a salted fish and maybe find love in this land with hot men. [System notification: You can’t escape your fate without getting rid of the evil seeds you planted!] “Evil seeds I planted? What the fuck is that?” [The demon god created the 7 deadly sins in the world in the form of 5 ancient beast babies. And if they aren’t stopped, your tragic fate will reoccur!] Fuck. Now I’m left babysitting ancient beast babies who are somehow my babies. But that shouldn’t be too hard, right?! Baby Dragon: Gets angry and burns down the whole house. Baby Lion: Keeps making everyone an enemy. Baby Tiger: Steals everything available in the market. Baby Mermaid: Keeps making random strangers sleep with each other! Baby Cat: Sleeps all day while feeding on literally anything. "....." “Well, at least I have a supportive Phoenix husband to help me with the babies”—that would have been my thoughts if my husband wasn’t the same person this villainous demon god had tortured for years. The same man he had made his lab rat and slave! He probably wants me dead now. [System alert: The Phoenix is angry and might blow up in 10 hours! Coax him to prevent triggering your doom!] Huh? I also have to babysit my walking time-bomb Phoenix husband who wants to kill me every day?! ———— •Xianxia danmei x Beastworld •Married Couple •Older Master Shou x Younger Disciple Gong. •Fluff and Angst ©COVER NOT MINE
Sweet_Savage16 · 40.4k Views

The Virgin’s Debt to the Billionaire

He bought her night. She stole his heart. Now, he’s never letting her go. Billionaire bachelor Dominic Thorne has everything except time. When he demands a "discreet companion" for a high-stakes weekend at his private estate, he expects a professional. Instead, he’s presented with Elena, a woman whose beauty is as sharp as a blade and whose touch is electric. Dominic is a man who plays for keeps, but he’s shocked to find that the "vixen" in his bed was a pure virgin. Before the sun even rises, Elena vanishes, leaving behind nothing but a cold pillow and the scent of vanilla. She didn't want his name, his status, or a second date—she only wanted the wire transfer to save her family. Dominic becomes a man possessed. He tracks her down, expecting her to beg for more, but Elena wants nothing to do with the King of Manhattan. That is, until a positive pregnancy test changes everything. "I don't want your money, Dominic. I want my life back," she tells him. "Too late," he counters, his gaze dark and territorial. "You're carrying a Thorne. You move into my mansion today, or I'll make you come by force." Elena is forced into a world of gilded luxury, but she isn't alone. Isabella, Dominic’s high-society fiancée, has spent years climbing to the top, and she won't let a "nameless girl" and a "bastard child" take her crown. As Isabella sharpens her knives, Dominic finds himself caught between the woman he’s supposed to marry and the one he can't stop craving. In a house filled with secrets and a fiancé who wants her dead, Elena must decide: is Dominic her protector, or is he just another man trying to own her? The game of cat and mouse has ended, and the battle for the Thorne empire has just begun.
Jacinta_Vike_1960 · 4k Views

"Guilty"

"I love you, okay?" ... her voice broke as she stared up at Nur's face. His eyes widened, chest tightening as he stared back at her, at the magnitude of her words. Tears clung to Ayse's lashes, his wife who he supposedly contract married. From the very first day they locked eyes, he loved her but not even for a second, he would have thought she would fall for him. This was Deniz Nur Hakan--The sole heir to the multibillion-dollar company, he who built empires with his bare hands. He had ice in his veins and ruled with an iron fist. Men trembled under his gaze; women drove to him.  A man whose ears were deaf to the pleadings of many. Some called him a bastard, and for some he was just their "son"  His father, Emre Yousef Hakan--A tyrant man. He handed Nur the keys to the Hakan's estate. Well pleased and trusted that his son will continue his tyrannical reign. After the funeral ceremony, his mother had come to him.  Conversing to him on estate matters and the "future" "How his job wasn't only proceeding his father's company but to also produce an heir" Nur stared at his mother's unreadable face; he shook his head and sternly rejected even a thought on such matters.  Though months passed. One faithful night, he received the news.  "Mr. Hakan, your mother has passed away" Nur was left heartbroken; he fled from U.K and quickly arrived at Istanbul via his private jet.  The car clicked opened as he made his way in the magnificent "Hakan estate" Where he would find his "relatives" people who they had lost connection to the very day his parents married. They weren't well off back then yet lived happily.  He paid them no mind and walked towards the center where his mom's coffin was.  Clutching around the fine wood, tears sprung out. His mother, the only one who he could rest his head on the shoulders, lazily talk about his day. She had left him. The funeral has ended. Meanwhile Nur sat at his study, blue eyes flickering under the warm glow. Just then--the door clicked, there entered, Ali Demir, his father's advisor, now his. The silver-haired man walked to him, hands clutching at piles of documents. He then conversed to him on the future and that to attain his will, he must marry. Nur's face turned pale, marriage--A chapter that he had closed long ago. After his previous marriage in Ankara to his childhood sweetheart--Eylul Aydin. He remembered her end--how his father mercilessly unlived her and their unborn child. Nur had also rejected this idea prior to his mother's death. Yet--Ali continued, "the bride had also been selected" His jaw flexed as he raked his eyes at him, "Did you...? Ali shook his head, "I wouldn't dare... if it wasn't the very own wish of Mrs. Hakan" Nur sighed, a part of him was uninterested and the other part? --merely curious to who it was. Ali continued, the bride is from one of the Kaplan family branches. "Who...is it? Nur's voice came out, flustered. Ali's mouth parted, "Ayse Azra Yildiz" His eyes widened, his chest tightened. To be continued>>>>>>>>>>
DeryaYildirim · 24.1k Views