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MY RUIN: In Love With My Step-Uncle

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.
Luna_Primrose · 13.9k Views

Muju Alpine FC

Seo Tae-yang was once the Sun of Korean football, a brilliant attacking midfielder whose vision and passion lit up stadiums. Then came the career-ending injury. The empty phone calls and the slow fade into obscurity. Now he lives in Sanbuk Village, a tiny mountain hamlet where he fixes tractors, drinks soju alone, and never watches football. His only companion is a stray cat. He's thirty-four, forgotten, and fine with it, or so he tells himself. Cha Yoo-ri is the youngest daughter of Hwaseong Group, one of Korea's most powerful chaebols. To her father, she's invisible. To her older brother, she's a nuisance. To the business world, she's just another rich girl with expensive hobbies, but Yoo-ri has a plan: build a football club from nothing in Muju County, a dying mountain region with twice as many elderly as young people. A 70,000-seat stadium. A world-class training complex. A team that will prove she's more than just Cha Jin-ho's daughter. There's only one problem: she needs a coach. Park Min-jae, her newly appointed director of football, has one name he won't let go: his old teammate Seo Tae-yang. The problem? Tae-yang wants nothing to do with football, or people, or anything that reminds him of who he used to be. When Yoo-ri's luxury car gets stuck on a muddy village road and the rude farmer who pulls her out turns out to be her target, their first meeting is less "romantic comedy" and more "disaster waiting to happen." She's entitled, sharp, and desperate to prove herself. He's bitter, quiet, and desperate to be left alone. But Min-jae is stubborn. The stadium is rising, and somewhere beneath Tae-yang's cold exterior, a flicker of the old sun still burns.
Anze_Li · 1.4k Views

DOMINATED BY MY HOT PROFESSOR

WARNING : This book contains hot, filthy, dirty, wild sex and secrets you never see coming. I dare you to read. "Want my cock, Sunshine?" His husky voice dripped with lust as he gazed at me with dark desire glinting in his dark orbs. "Ye—yes Daddy," I gulped hard, feeling my pussy drip wet as I moistened my lips. "Then get down on your knees, good girl, and show Big Daddy what you've learned so far." My knees buckled, and I fell onto my knees. Reaching for his hardened cock, I flicked my tongue over his dickhead before wrapping my lips around it. Suckling and lapping hungrily, I felt it twitch under my tongue as a soft, satisfied moan escaped his lips. ** ** ** ** When Arielle discovered her boyfriend had been warming someone else's bed, it was extremely humiliating. However, when he acted like a prick over it, she decided the best revenge was to stop being a good girl. Drunk, desperate for a release and burning for something to erase the humiliation, Ari has a revenge ONS with a sinfully gorgeous stranger twice her age. He was commanding and absolutely forbidden. And he gave her the most earth-shattering orgasm of her life. She told herself it was one night. A filthy little secret she would take to her grave — that is, if her father did not put her there first. Until she walked into her university and came face to face with none other than the same man who had her screaming and owning every inch of her body just hours before. Professor Massimo DeLuca. Her new professor. Her forty year old sin. The ruthless Italian sex God. And the most dangerous man she had ever had the misfortune of wanting. Massimo had buried his heart years ago after tragedy tore his world apart. He did not do love. He did not do attachment. He took what he wanted, satisfied every dark craving, and walked away without a scratch. Until her. Now Arielle is not just his student, she is his obsession. She is the one thought he cannot silence, the one craving he cannot satisfy no matter how many times he has her, the one woman threatening to crack open everything he has spent years locking away. And Massimo is no longer just her professor, he is the man slowly dismantling every wall she never knew she'd built while he teaches her lessons beyond lecture halls. With so many hidden secrets tucked in their backgrounds, what will become of their forbidden love? And the biggest question of all, when some dangerous truths surface, will she survive loving a man who was never supposed to want her?
MarcellaCross · 236 Views

MILF Collector

Han Gyul is invisible. At 25, he's just another forgotten office worker drowning in the soul-crushing monotony of spreadsheets, stale coffee, and a cubicle that smells like regret. His biggest daily excitement is watching the clock hit 6 PM. The stunning women around him—the cold team leader who makes his heart race, the warm HR manager who treats everyone like family, and the mysterious café widow with sad eyes—might as well exist on another planet. They don't see him. Why would they? Then the notification appears. [The M.I.L.F. System is now online.] [Magnetic Interactions & Lustful Fascinations activated.] Welcome, Collector. Your stagnant life ends today.] Suddenly, Han Gyul sees the world differently. Heartbeat indicators. Affinity levels. Hidden desires made visible. A compass guiding him toward the women who need exactly what he has to offer. Now he's not just making coffee—he's bringing the perfect cup to a grateful team leader. Not just offering condolences—he's unlocking the secrets of a widow's guarded heart. Not just attending office parties—he's the center of attention for women who finally, finally see him. But building a collection isn't the same as keeping it. Jealousy simmers. Secrets threaten to surface. And the more hearts he captures, the more complicated his life becomes. Han Gyul wanted to be seen. He wanted to be desired. He wanted to collect the most beautiful, experienced women around him. Be careful what you wish for. Welcome to the office. The hunt is on.
Anze_Li · 10.2k Views

Villainess is being pampered by her beast husbands

There are times—far too many times—when you feel that uncontrollable urge to kill someone. For Kaya, this… this was exactly that moment. “Repeat what you just said?” She’d seen hell on the battlefield—second-in-command of a military unit, dodging bullets, dragging traitors by the collar, and coming out alive with grit under her nails. But nothing, absolutely nothing, prepared her for the sight of her spineless husband flirting with her own sister. Right in front of her. “I could never marry a barbarian like you. The one I... I like is Meera—” Blah blah. The same pitiful nonsense again. You think—what could possibly be worse than this? And then, right on cue, your idiotic sister chimes in, completely serious, “I just poisoned you.” Wow. BANG. Before anyone could even react, Meera collapsed. Dead. Her so-called husband gasped like a fish dragged out of water. “Y-you…” He dropped to his knees, staring at Kaya like he was seeing a monster rise from the dark. “You killed your sister?! How could y—?” BANG. Second bullet. Same spot. He dropped like a puppet with its strings cut. Silence. ... Just when Kaya thought her story had finally reached its bitter end, the universe—no, god himself—decided to throw in one last, ridiculous twist. “Wife… wife, didn’t you say you were gonna eat me? Why’d you stop?” A snake beast, ridiculously charming and glowing like some immortal fantasy, clung to her, eyes gleaming. Another voice interrupted. “Shut up! My wife wants to cuddle me now—” A sparrow beastman leapt into her arms, like that made any sense. “Hic… wife, don’t you want me anymore?” A panda-like beastman sat beside her, huge, sniffly, and wronged like a child abandoned at a festival. Sitting in the middle of all this, Kaya was absolutely dumbfounded. ‘When the hell did all of this even start?’
K1ERA · 601.9k Views