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"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. Who 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 Yunus Hakan, handed him the keys to the Hakan estate. Well pleased and trusted that his son will continue his reign. After the funeral ceremony, his mother had come to him. Conversing to him on state 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 as he recalled past events. Months passed. One fateful 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 he had lost connection to the 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 coffin, 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. Hands stopping as he clicked at a profile. There in the screen showed the picture of a woman, she was a beauty, and he had known it. Sharing their numbers he agreed on meeting her. It was a Sunday. Nur walked around the streets of Istanbul. Phone in hand, talking to the woman on the other end. "I will see you, bye" he abruptly mumbled as he cut the Call. He then made his way in one of the shops. Just as he stepped in--Thud* oh god... a feminine voice came out as he stared at her. The woman mumbled a sorry as she quickly retreated a bouquet that laid on the ground. Her eyes then went up to him, warm, honey like orbs locking with a piercing pair of blues. They stared at each other. As Nur's eyes unraveled her, she was even prettier than the girl he was supposed to meet. I-I'm sorry... (affet beni...) she said again and slid past him. Nur snapped his head, watching her go. Then turned to the front. On the ground was embroidered purse. He then crouched down, hands grazing against it, he clutched at the purse. Inside was an ID: Ayse Yildiz there was the picture of her. Ayse Yildiz... he practiced the name as if he has an obligation to remember it for eternity. Perhaps... his lips twitched, perhaps, he will have to... remember it for eternity...

Their wolves know the truth. Their hearts feel it. Their minds refuse to believe it. Eric believes he’s cursed, his wolf buried so deep it barely exists. Sera believes she’s human, her wolf dormant to protect her life. He doesn’t know she’s his mate. She thinks he is an insane pervert. But the pull between them is undeniable—dangerous, burning, wrong… and yet impossibly right. When Eric is forced to mate the girl born on the night of the Blood Moon to break his curse, he shatters the fragile bond neither of them understands. And losing Sera almost destroys him. Now their wolves stir in the dark, desperate to reunite. If they awaken, they’ll find each other. If they don’t… they’ll lose the only love fate ever intended for them.

His Bride in Chains She thought marrying the man she loved since childhood would be her happy ending—until betrayal ripped her world apart. Eliana, the daughter of a former garbage collector, but full of dreams, is engaged to her wealthy best friend, Jason. But when a cruel twist of fate forces her to care for a crippled, blind and bitter billionaire, her life spirals into secrets, temptation, and a night she can’t take back. Pregnant. Alone. Betrayed by the most important people in her life—Eliana is dragged into a contract marriage with the cold, mysterious man she once ran from. Love was never part of the contract. But what happens when hearts begin to want what they were never meant to have?

update Mon,Tues,Wed 7am EST ----------------- Oh no! The demon king, Talo, has lost his fight with the summoned hero! What to do?! Yuliain, the Incubus King and Sinister Sin of Lust, is the only one who can save him by traveling to different worlds, saving the "Tragic Target" by changing their fate and collecting soul scraps that will aid in making his Lord stronger! At least that is what his system, DK01, told him as he died. However, something strange is happening! Each soul scrap he collects from the "tragic target" seems to affect how he thinks about love. Love to an incubus is practically nonexistent, so how come Yu's heart seems to beat faster and his face gets redder with each "tragic target" he helps? From a domineering CEO to a Yandere ex-boyfriend, to even a zombie king, Yu will help them all if it means it will save his Lord!! Giving birth to their kids??? Of course, he would do that! As an Incubus King, it's only natural he would want to birth the children of a handsome and powerful being! See how a slutty incubus hops to different worlds and learns to love while giving birth! The ML is hot and sometimes a green flag-ish and the sex scenes will be interesting!!

All she wanted was to save her brother. And all he wanted was a child. He bought her, bound to a contract to give him a child and disappear from his life afterwards, but what hit her like a storm was love... falling for the masked monster who bought her body. Andrew Sterling hated greedy women, and every woman he'd contracted to bear his child, heir to the Sterling Enterprises, had been just that. When Anne, his third contracted surrogate, showed up, he saw her as the very same type of woman until she peeled open his stone-cold heart. What ties them next isn't just a baby contract, but an unexpected marriage formulated by Andrew's grandfather. But a man who has always despised marriage will never be tied down, not even by his contracted surrogate, because the minute she gave him the child he needed, he would send her out of his life. But when the tables turn on him... He says to her, "With a husband as rich as me, right now you're the wealthiest woman alive." "We're only married till I give birth," she retorted. He frowns at that, feeling internally displeased. "It doesn't matter how long we're married for. From now on, everything I own is yours. If you want heaven and earth, I'll buy it for you. My wife will never be found lacking a single fucking thing." She stared at him in disbelief. When did he start feeling something for her? He couldn't remember.

Anna thought her life ended the moment she saw her husband, Daniel Clafford, in the arms of her sister. She had already lost her unborn child something Daniel never even noticed and now, with her last shred of hope shattered, she decided to leave quietly. But fate was cruel. Before she could walk away, she was pushed off the balcony of the Clafford estate. Only… she didn’t die. When she opened her eyes again, she was back on the day of her wedding, her sister having run away and Anna forced to take her place as the replacement bride. This time, Anna swore things would be different. No love. No expectations. No more foolish devotion to a husband who only brought her heartbreak and cold indifference. Yet something is wrong. The Daniel of this life isn’t the same man she remembers. He refuses to ignore her, refuses to let her go, and most shockingly—refuses to divorce her. “I’m telling you, Anna. Stop bringing divorce into our conversations,” Daniel warned, his voice taut. His heart ached, but seeing her unyielding expression made his resolve crumble. With trembling hands, he cupped her face and whispered: “Please… give me a chance. I promise I’ll love you right this time.” But Anna only laughed bitterly. To her, Daniel Clafford was still the same man—wicked, calculating, dangerous. He married her with a motive. And now he dared beg her to stay? Dream on, Daniel Clafford. Because this time… Anna was determined to make him taste his own medicine.

[Warning: MATURE CONTENT! NO RAPE] (I’m too soft for that) After enduring a lifetime of abuse from her family, the last thing Mallory Morrow needs is to be married off to an old man almost thrice her age. So, she came up with a plan. To sleep with someone and get pregnant. She didn’t know that years later, the consequences of that reckless decision would come crashing back into her life. Living as a single mom, completely disowned by her family, raising a son who refuses to speak after some traumatic incident, life was a constant uphill battle. Medical bills kept piling up, and hope was running thin—until her best friend Mara offered her a lifeline. ‘Her cousin needed someone to stop a wedding at all costs. And if she succeeded, she’d be paid 1 million dollars—a sum that could change her life and her son’s forever.’ “STOP THE WEDDING! THAT MAN WAS THE FATHER OF MY CHILD!” But when she bursts into the ceremony, everything goes wrong. She’s crashing her half-sister’s wedding—the same woman who tormented her for years. And the groom who hired her? Venzrich Archeval: the youngest, richest, and most devastatingly handsome billionaire who hates women… and, unbeknownst to Mallory, the father of her child. Haunted by the memory of a mysterious woman he met one night years ago, Venzrich has been searching for her ever since—the only woman who can make him feel pleasure and ignite something he didn’t know existed. And now, fate has thrown her back into his grasp. He’s determined that she’ll never leave his sight again. As Mallory struggles to protect her son from her cruel family, she also has to survive a billionaire who refuses to let her go, whose touch ignites dangerous desires she can’t ignore. “There’s no way I’m letting you go. You’re either mine or mine.” And just like that, they’re caught in a whirlwind of chaos, passion, and a contract as husband and wife—where nothing is safe, nothing is predictable, and everything seems to slip out of her grasp. Can she open her heart again, or will the scars of her past trap her forever? And can she survive the man hiding behind a perfect mask—the devil who wants everything, including her? P.S: If you want an ML who was gentle and actually knows aftercare. Read this.

To the outside world, Celine Roberts had the most perfect life. Beauty, wealth, fame in the entertainment industry and the love of a prominent fiancee. But that perfection shattered the moment she ran away from her own wedding, leaving her fiancee who everyone considered a prince charming at the altar. But what people didn't see was that her so called prince charming was actually a scumbag who is having an affair with her own step sister. Even when she finds out about his affair he threatens her with her career to force her to marry him, after all marriage with her was great publicity for his career. Left with no choice she walks down the aisle to marry a scumbag until she sets her eyes on a man who reminds her of sin and darkness. Escaping her own wedding leads her into a suite that belongs to the same sinfully handsome man she set eyes on at her wedding a while ago. Driven by a rebellious will and a sudden attraction to this stranger, she shares a single night with him, a night that holds no promise and no commitments. But what happens when that single night not only bears fruit, but also leads to the inability to forget the man who seems to have captivated her entirely. Celine isn't the only one unable to forget, Tristan Grayson never met a woman he couldn't resist until her, never met a woman he couldn't forget until her. Who would have thought that the elusive billionaire who scorns women would be completely enthralled by a one night stand?

Su Qinglan sat cross-legged on the grass, holding the chubbiest tiger cub she’d ever seen. “Aww… Look at you,” she whispered, booping its tiny nose. “So cute I could eat you up...” A sudden shadow loomed over her. “What’s so good about this stinky cub?” a deep, amused voice asked. She blinked up… and froze. Towering above her was a tall tiger beast man, his golden eyes narrowed in a lazy, predatory smile. “Let’s have ours,” he said. Su Qinglan’s brain short-circuited. … Ours? OURS?! Before she could process, in the next moment she was hoisted up onto his broad shoulder like a sack of grain and carried straight toward the cave. Su Qinglan was so choked by the suddenness of it all… she forgot to even complain. *** Su Qinglan’s knees knocked together as she stared up at the enormous serpent. Its cold, red eyes narrowed, the flick of its tongue tasting the air between them. “D-Don’t eat me,” she stammered, hugging herself. “I...I’m not tasty… really, I’m stringy and full of… uh… bad cholesterol.” The snake’s head lowered until it was mere inches from her face. Her fox ears twitched wildly. And then, before she could blink...its massive body shimmered, scales turning into bronzed skin and lean muscle. Standing before her was a man so breathtakingly handsome that Su Qinglan’s poor fox eyes watered just looking at him. Su Qinglan swallowed hard, her tail fluffing up in panic. “I… I…” Her voice cracked. Okay, new problem… the snake is hot. She squeezed her eyes shut. “If you… if you really want…” She blurted, her face burning, “…y-you can… take me.” *** One moment Su Qinglan was fighting with the zombie king with all her might. Boom! The next, she woke up in a bizarre beast world… inside the body of a lazy, pampered, fat local tyrant everyone hated. The “original” Su Qinglan had been an arrogant, scheming villainess who spent her days bullying weaker beast women, chasing after handsome males, and terrorizing the tribe kids. Now, thanks to fate’s twisted sense of humor, Qinglan had inherited the body and the bad reputation. But honestly? Being fat in a beast world was still better than starving in the apocalypse. At least here, she could eat. The only problem? In this world, men weren’t just men, they were beastmen. Tall, strong, dangerous… And apparently, every beast woman was expected to have several husbands. The catch? The “original” Qinglan’s antics had scared away every decent male within a ten-mile radius. Armed with her apocalyptic survival instincts, a sharp tongue, and a mysterious system that suddenly activated... "Binding with host…" "Congratulations, host, for successfully arriving in the beast world." Qinglan decided she wasn’t going to cry about fate. If she had to live here, then she’d live big, literally.

Aria Monroe married the city's coldest billionaire CEO to save her family, only to be betrayed by both him and them. Pregnant and discarded, she vanished without a trace. Three years later, she returns not as the broken woman they once mocked, but as the CEO of a rising empire. Her greatest secret? The child who carries the bloodline of the man who destroyed her. Now, the ruthless CEO who once rejected her is on his knees, begging for forgiveness. But forgiveness won't come easy. Rivals lurk, family betrays again, and temptation burns hotter than ever. This time, she's no pawn. She's the queen. And she'll decide who wins her heart if anyone at all. But when her son looks up at Damien Blackwood with those same ice-blue eyes and whispers "Daddy," will the walls she's built around her heart finally crumble or will the ghosts of their past destroy them all?

Astra woke up in a forest with no recollection of her precious life. The only thing she knew was that she had a system with two parts; one was a Survival System, and the other was a... Wait, what?! A Breeder System?! Finding herself in a forest, Astra now has to survive on her own, fending off the sexual and violent advances of all the other forest inhabitants; none of which are Human! Will Astra be able to survive on this hectic, pleasurable forest? Or will she lose herself to lust? --- Additional Notes: Female MC is pure Woman for now; there is futa, and all the characters are either women or futa. There will be both light hearted moments and dark moments, and this novel is mainly centered around her trying to survive in this new world, all while living her life to the fullest.

"Mr. Watson, something terrible has happened.Your office has been smashed!" Just as Gilbert Watson’s rose-hued lips were inching toward Claire’s, his secretary rushed over in a panic. “Who the hell dares to be so bold?” "Mr. Watson, it’s... it’s a little boy, around four or five years old. He said you bullied his mommy." "Uh..." Gilbert instantly straightened up, his expression turning serious. "Mr. Watson, urgent news.Someone has stolen your project files!" While Gilbert was in the middle of a tense executive meeting, his secretary once again dashed in, flustered. "Outrageous! Who has the audacity?" "Three little boys, sir... they said you wronged their mommy." The room of executives struggled to hold back their laughter. Gilbert shrank back slightly and cleared his throat. "Ahem... Let’s continue the meeting."

Evelyn Walters was the perfect heiress, until one reckless night with her father’s greatest enemy ruined everything. Pregnant, disgraced, and cast out of the Walters family, she left with nothing but her unborn child. Years later, she's survived. But as a single mother, the life she built was fragile until the man from her past discovered the truth. Now he wants her and his son. But how can Evelyn trust the father of her child... when he's also the enemy of the man who raised her? **** Excerpt: "B-Boss... the woman you slept with that night... she wasn't the supermodel the company just signed," Dylan stammered, his voice trembling. Axel's brow furrowed even further. He tried digging through the hazy, alcohol-soaked memories of that night.  Of course, he remembered the party. He remembered the whiskey. But the woman? Nope. His brain served up a blank slate. "Who was she?" Dylan swallowed. "The first daughter of William Walters." "Cough! Cough!" Axel coughed violently, his face turning red and eyes wide with shock. He never thought that woman would end up in his bed.  --- Curiosity won, as always. Evelyn grabbed the remote and hit the power button. The screen lit up, and her jaw dropped. Her eyes went wide, as if the Grim Reaper himself had just stepped out of the TV to ask for her phone number. “What the…? Why does my personal source of misery pop up the second I turn this thing on?” Because there he was, Axel Knight, gliding out of his luxury car like some corporate deity on his way to a business banquet. Evelyn scrambled for the remote to turn it off, but of course, fate had other plans. Axel turned to the camera and gave a casual wave, acknowledging the paparazzi vultures lined up outside. She hated to admit it, but the man looked sinfully good in his signature black suit and high turtleneck, his sleek black hair framing a face that could stop traffic and quite possibly her breathing. Then, suddenly, her stomach clenched. Her hand instinctively rubbed her flat belly. “Little tenant, did you just say you recognize him?”

#Romance #Fantasy #Romantasy #Werewolf #Action #Adventure #Revenge #Betrayal #CEO #Business #FemaleLead #WomenEmpowerment Eleanor Whitmore, the second daughter of the prestigious Whitmore family, was born with a golden spoon in her mouth. Wealth and social status followed her throughout her life. She had a caring mother and a protective sister... or so she believed. But one day, her perfect world shattered like fragile glass. Just when she thought life couldn’t get any worse, she had no idea the worst was yet to come. After a series of shocking events left her with nowhere to hide, she chose to fight back against those who had conspired against her. Tormented, tortured, and nearly killed, she eventually found herself carrying an unwanted child. In that moment, she made a choice... she would become a mother. And so, a single mother embarked on a long and arduous journey to seek justice... not only for herself, but for her child.

As a transmigrator, Neville's mission was simple: Become the Villain’s Favorite. Whatever that means. His cheat? He’s a powerful mermaid. Whatever that means. With his System's help, Neville got a new identity and cleverly infiltrated the villain's life as his new secretary. For the full 2 years, nothing much happened. Just embarrassingly stuck at 20%! He got caught in a fisherman's net. Sold at an auction. Became the mermaid of his target—the cold, cunning Villain CEO. Now, he leads a double life: the perfect secretary by day, while secretly maintaining his 'other self' in the CEO's villa by night, praying his fishy secret isn't discovered. Then, the measly 20% jumped to 75% in one go! Why?! … Rival CEO: Your secretary looked fragile. What can he even do? Villain CEO: He’s cute like that. Random Suitor: Yeah, he’s really cute. I wonder if I got the chance. Villain CEO: If you don’t want your head, then go ahead. [READER Warning:] The MC is the bottom. Don't criticize me if you don't like it. I have a sensitive heart. Although I dare not refute it, I will shed tears. Suggestions are open to big-hearted people. Hope you have fun reading this. Disclaimer: The cover is not mine.

Isidore Davenant has built his life out of glass walls and iron resolve. A wealthy omega, he is a man who has raised his son Julian with only his own strength, vowing that no other hand would ever lay claim to what is his. But when the world intrudes—when Julian stares at a television screen and innocently declares he wants that man to be his father—Isidore’s carefully guarded world begins to fracture. That man is Tristan Ashford: golden, untouchable, with eyes like ice and a smile that dazzles millions. To the world he is a star, a hero cast in firelight, but to Isidore he is something far darker—an echo of nights he has tried to bury, a presence that once marked his body and left him with scars no one else can see. When fate thrusts Tristan back into his orbit, Isidore cannot escape the cruel symmetry of it: the man he hates is the same man his son adores. Old wounds reopen, and long-buried truths threaten to unravel. Isidore must decide whether to keep his walls intact—or face the storm of a past that refuses to stay silent. In a city of gleaming towers and shadows, love and vengeance are tangled threads. And Isidore learns that sometimes the most dangerous battlefield is not the courtroom or the screen—but the heart itself.

After Sophia’s engagement party, her sister and her fiancé drugged her and dumped her into another man’s bed. That night, the cruel truth unraveled before Sophia’s eyes. Her mother’s death was no accident. Her sister and her fiancé had been betraying her all along. And her father—hungry for the company’s profits—actually agreed to sell Sophia off to a filthy old man. They thought Sophia would break. They thought she would surrender. But Sophia refused. Even if it shattered her into pieces, she would escape. On the run, Sophia grabbed a dangerously handsome stranger as her antidote. One reckless night later, she walked away broke and secretly “borrowed” six hundred dollars from him. What she didn’t expect was to end up pregnant—with six genius babies. Years later, Sophia returned in glory, determined to take revenge. But while she was busy settling old scores, her six genius kids secretly found their father… The most powerful, untouchable CEO in the country. From then on, the six little matchmakers teamed up to help their CEO daddy win Sophia’s heart…

My engagement ended in humiliation. One moment, I was the bride-to-be. Next, my fiancé was slipping a ring onto another woman’s finger—nope, not just anyone, my half-sister! And the whole city watched. So I did the unthinkable. I kissed the one man I was never supposed to touch—his aloof, very hot, useless uncle. Dominic Fletcher. It was supposed to be revenge. A scandal to wipe away my shame. Until he stole my bra and with it, my senses… and my already fragile heart. “Give it back!” I demanded, reaching for my bra, but he only lifted it higher. “I’ll keep this as a memento, Kitten,” he murmured, eyes dark, voice dangerously seductive. But Dominic Fletcher was far from useless. Behind the nonchalant façade was a ruthless power only I had glimpsed. And now, he wants to help me take my revenge— “Marry me, sweetness,” Dominic rasped, gaze sharp as steel. “I’ll make everyone who offended you a foot mat. What do you say?” How could I say no? I’d do anything to make that worthless, piece-of-shit scumbag ex lose sleep for the rest of his life and become his worst nightmare. So I said yes—to his uncle. I became his aunt-in-law. Then I returned, victorious and unbroken. My family pleaded for me to forgive them. My ex-fiancé fell to his knees, clutching my hand. “Let’s start again, Harper,” he begged. “You’re the only one I cherish...”

Araya Varrow spent years thinking that marrying the pack’s Alpha, Jasper Drevyn, would finally earn her a shred of dignity. Instead, it all blew up in her face. Jasper, proud as ever, shamed her in front of the whole pack, tossing her aside as if she meant nothing, wolf-less, unworthy, and pregnant with his child. Alone and exiled into the bitter cold, survival seemed like a lost cause. But destiny had other ideas. Just as her strength was giving out, Araya was found by Ronan Tharos, a Direwolf whose past is written in scars and whose gaze could melt stone. His methods are harsh, his temper sharp, but he pushes Araya harder than anyone ever has. Under Ronan’s relentless training, the wolf inside her finally roars awake—enormous, silver as the moon, and bound to an ancient prophecy. The child she carries isn’t merely a symbol of her old life; he’s the linchpin in a legend that could either heal the rift between wolves and Direwolves or plunge Drevalon into chaos. When word reaches Jasper that Araya is not only alive but thriving, he returns a shell of the man he once was—pleading at her feet for a second chance, willing to risk everything. But Araya is no longer the vulnerable woman he cast aside. She’s carved herself into a force to be reckoned with, standing at the head of her own pack, a Direwolf at her side, and a son whose power could shake the world. Now she stands at a crossroads: forgive the man who betrayed her, or embrace the wild Direwolf who taught her to fight for her future. In a realm where betrayal hits harder than any blow and the fires of prophecy burn hotter than revenge, Araya is ready to take her place at the top and make sure every last wolf who turned their back on her remembers her name.

Lola is an unwanted child, often looked down on and shamed. At a young age, people kept saying that even when she got married, only good-for-nothing scums would want her! Years later, Lola comes back to end ties with her family once and for all when two children cling to her legs, saying; “Mommy, please let us adopt you!” “Mommy, Daddy misses you so much! He said he wants another baby!” When everyone was only interested in Lola’s misery, the richest and most influential hotshot announced, “My wife, please come home.” *** Join my Discord server: https://discord.gg/gXCMQwmrGY