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The battle for the bride

In a world of glittering skyscrapers and cold-blooded ambition, Ruby Dior is a woman living on the edge of a secret. Four years ago, she sold a night of her life to the powerful Boron family to save her dying mother. She emerged with her soul intact but her world forever changed, raising her daughter, Mira, in the quiet shadows of the city. The illusion of safety shatters when Ruby is forced into the "Perfect Bride" competition—a twisted pageant designed by the Boron patriarch, Silas, to find a woman worthy of his dynasty. But the stakes are higher than a title: Ruby discovers that her son, Leo, whom she was told died at birth, is alive and being raised as a cold corporate heir within the Boron walls. As Silas decrees that his multi-billion-dollar empire will only be inherited by the son who successfully weds Ruby, she becomes the most hunted woman in the city. Her suitors are three brothers with vastly different hearts: the repentant Baron, the calculating Zion, and the volatile Brick. Standing against the Boron tide is Karan Doe, a man of mystery and immense power who claims to be Ruby's true protector. Yet, even his sanctuary has strings attached. When Ruby realizes that she is being treated as a prize by both sides, she makes a choice that shocks the elite: she walks away from the penthouses and the power plays. Now living a "normal" life in a cramped apartment with her friend Ivy, Ruby works as a dance tutor, determined to raise her twins on her own terms. But with a lethal tracking chip still embedded in her neck and the Boron princess, Zara, using Karan’s own sister as a pawn to manipulate her way into Ruby’s inner circle, the peace is a fragile lie. The battle for the bride is a story of a mother’s fierce love, the weight of a stolen past, and the dangerous romance that ignites when a woman refuses to be owned. In the battle for the Boron crown, Ruby Dior is the only player who knows that the most powerful thing in the room isn't money—it's the truth.
Vizzy_Chiller · 1.1k Views

Nympho Futa: Path to Harem Goddess

In a modern world, a 35-year-old Nymphomaniac dies in a freak truck accident and awakens in the body of a frail, breathtakingly beautiful young woman in a medieval fantasy realm. But this woman isn't your average woman either. She is a hermaphrodite, the rarest kind of woman in this fantasy world, born with both active sexual organs, highly sought out by Noblewomen and female warriors who like women, as they could give the pleasure of both the male and the female to these people. Reborn as Sienna Vale, she discovers a powerful system that rewards her with strength, talent, and stolen abilities from the women she sexually conquers. Her first target: the stunning Beatrice Lancaster, a wealthy, widowed noblewoman who purchased her as her personal toy girl. What begins as a nympho's survival ploy quickly spirals into something deeper. Armed with the insidious ability [Caress of Eternal Craving]—which makes any woman she touches crave him uncontrollably—Sienna turns the tables. Through teasing touches, intimate massages, and raw, passionate encounters, she awakens Beatrice's long-suppressed desires. The powerful noblewoman, once in complete control, finds herself helplessly addicted, her body and mind bending to her will. As Sienna levels up, gains more abilities, and begins training her body to grow stronger, she shifts from shy plaything to bold seducer. Beatrice, torn between her lingering affection for Sienna's former innocence and the intoxicating dominance of the woman she’s becoming, surrenders more with every encounter. Now officially her personal butler, Sienna stands at her side in the halls of power—patient, calculating, and ready to expand her harem. In a world of scheming nobles, royal intrigue, and hidden cultivation, Sienna's path is clear: conquer every heart, steal every power, and rise to become the Harem Goddess.
RisingSun · 2.1k Views

She Baths With Their Blood

In the span of a year, I lost my entire family. My father was killed in a helicopter crash with my grandfather. My mother was condemned by society and lost her life at the hands of the patient’s family. My eldest brother worked himself to death trying to hold everything together. My second brother was destroyed by the entertainment world he once loved. And my youngest sister, barely eighteen, was bullied to the point of suicide. When I returned home after a few years abroad, all that was left of them were ashes and whispers. Now, with my hawk-like relatives circling the family legacy my bloodline built for over a century, I have only one way to keep it from being devoured. Marriage. It was the condition for me to receive it. So I chose a stranger. Not just any stranger, the coldest one I could find. A man who wouldn’t flinch even if I drowned the world in blood. He looked at me from across his office, his eyes sharp, unreadable. “Why should I marry you?” he asked. “Just because of that century-old inherita—” “I don’t care about that,” I cut him off. He frowned, annoyed or intrigued, I couldn’t tell. “All I’m saying,” I told him. “Is that I can give you an entertainment you’ll never forget.” He said nothing. Just stared. So I stood, walked to his window, and watched the city spread beneath us. “Don’t you think this place is already too boring?” I asked softly. “I plan to run amok. To turn this country upside down. Maybe even the world.” When I turned back to him, there was something different in his gaze. Interest. Maybe danger. “I don’t care about the money,” I said. “But I won’t let them have a single cent. I’ll use every drop of it to wreak havoc…” A cold smile tugged at my lips. “…and let blood rain.” He raised a brow, the corner of his mouth curving slightly. “Oh,” he said. “That is indeed… interesting.”
Llaellen · 35.3k Views