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Jayden Cross lies about his age for one reckless night with a devastatingly controlled older man. It was supposed to be anonymous. No names. No strings. No consequences. The next morning, that man walks into his lecture hall “Good morning. I’m Professor Roman Ashford.” Now the one-night stand is grading his papers. Roman is divorced, respected, and obsessed with control. Jayden is reckless, shameless, and very hard to ignore. They should stay away from each other. They don’t. Jealous classmates start whispering. An anonymous complaint hits the Dean’s office. Rumors spread across campus. Roman has everything to lose. Jayden has nothing to protect except the one man who refuses to stop looking at him. “You don’t have to call me Sir.” Jayden smiles. “That’s not the problem.”

Isadora Bennett has always lived the life expected of her. Perfect daughter. Perfect future. Perfect path. Getting into Harvard Law School wasn’t a dream, just another obligation on a list she never wrote. Surrounded by status, pressure, and a boyfriend who feels as empty as the future she sees ahead, Isadora is tired of following rules she never chose. Until she meets the one man who refuses to bend for anyone. Professor Henry Anderson is relentless. Cold. Brilliant. Untouchable. A respected prosecutor who built his career on discipline and absolute control and who has no patience for privileged students like her. After one impulsive night and far too many drinks, Isadora makes a reckless decision: she creates a fake account to provoke the man she can’t stand. It was supposed to be a joke. A small revenge. A harmless secret. Until the messages turn personal. Until the connection feels real. Until she realizes she’s falling for him… while pretending to be someone else. Now Isadora is trapped between two truths: the man she’s learning to love and the professor who would never forgive the lie that brought them together. Because when the truth comes out, it won’t just be a heart at risk of breaking. Careers. Reputations. Futures. Everything is on the line. And for the first time in her life, Isadora will have to choose, follow the role written for her or risk everything for something that never should have begun.

I’m your average girl—well, *was*—who spends most of her days buried in CEO romance novels. Yeah, I know, *so cliche*, right? But hey, we all have our guilty pleasures. So, what about work, you ask? Well, my job made it easy to read the day away as long as I got my tasks done by the end of the day. Sounds perfect, right? Simple, right? Well, that's because I was a librarian. *Past tense.* Why? Because some arrogant, narcissistic jerk gets me fired. Why? Apparently, I didn’t notice him walking up to the counter because I was too busy getting lost in my latest book. Now, you’d think any *normal* person would just tap me on the shoulder and say, “Excuse me.” But no, this guy *decides* to get me fired. Rude? Oh, you bet. But that’s not even the worst part. Oh, no. The real problem started when I decided to get my revenge. That’s when I got tangled up with him… in more ways than one. Now, not only am I working for this narcissistic jerk, but I’m doing it undercover. Why? Because apparently, he has an issue with women working for him... especially when things get *too close* in the sheets. (Yeah, you *get* where this is going.) So, I’m pretending to be a man. Why? Because I need the job. It’s high-paying, and it’s my ticket out of my miserable, *pathetic* life. I mean, revenge is great and all, but I’ve got bills to pay. Money’s my new love, and there’s no way I’m letting some petty rivalry get in the way of it. The tricky part? Balancing my need for cash with the fear of being exposed. I’ve got two huge secrets: one, I’m the woman who shared the sheets with him. And two? I’m a woman, disguised as a man, and praying every day that my cover doesn’t blow. One wrong move, and my entire life—my job, my reputation, my *revenge*—could come crashing down. So, yeah, no pressure. But hey, what’s life without a little drama, right? Right."

What if your most vivid dreams weren't dreams at all, but a window into a life that isn't yours? Since she was a baby, Vivian’s dreams have been startlingly real. She experiences the sights, the sounds, and the profound, dizzying sensation of living inside the body of an entirely different person in a world brimming with magic. But the truth is far more dangerous than an overactive imagination. Whenever she falls asleep, her consciousness swaps places with Ally, a gifted young mage in the fantastical realm of Aethelgard. It’s a phenomenon they call the Switch. Two women, bound across dimensions, living a shared existence but never able to occupy the same world at the same time. However, what started as a lifelong, disorienting secret is rapidly becoming a fight for survival. As the mysteries of their connection deepen, they draw the attention of powerful, dangerous players in both worlds—from the charming, enigmatic Alex in Vivian's reality, to the brilliantly manipulative Scholar Tristan in Ally's. With dark forces closing in, the two women must rely on their fiercely loyal protectors—Ben on Earth and Callum in Aethelgard—to help them navigate a deadly game of survival. But make no mistake: these ladies are no damsels in distress. They must unravel the ancient, cataclysmic tie that binds their souls before the shadows of one realm completely consume the other. Because the line between science and magic is fracturing, and the next time they close their eyes, they might not survive the awakening.

Fabio Casso was the heir to the Casso mafia throne, a man defined by a cold and merciless reputation. Yet, beneath that mask, he held a place in his heart for a girl he knew as Leah. Fabio never suspected that Leah was the biological daughter of Jackson Sterling, the FBI secret agent who sat at the very top of his execution list. The tragedy reached its breaking point on one blood-stained night. As Fabio completed his mission to eliminate Jackson, he found himself frozen, staring into a pair of traumatized eyes. Leah stood in the doorway, a witness to the atrocity. Their worlds collapsed in an instant. Leah realized that her lover, "Arnold," was the monster who had taken her father's life. Meanwhile, Fabio was forced to confront the reality that he had just destroyed the life of the woman he loved most. Can a love grown from a foundation of lies survive, or will it be reduced to ash by the unquenchable fires of revenge?

Lorelai is nothing more than a maid in the powerful Draven household until the family forces her into a marriage alliance with their bitter enemies, the Varkis clan. Rather than sacrifice their own daughter, the Dravens send Lorelai as a disposable scapegoat to seal the uneasy truce. The Varkis family, unaware she is only a servant, believes she is the woman who nearly killed their heir. From the moment she arrives, Lorelai faces cold hostility and open suspicion. When an assassination attempt leaves her with amnesia, she wakes in enemy territory with no memory of her true identity or the danger she’s in. Trapped in an unfamiliar world of suspicion and secrets, Lorelai must now decide whom to trust and whom to fear before the truth catches up and destroys her.

Sera had intended to pull away. She'd crossed the room to put distance between them, to get back to something that made sense, to the mission, to the reason she was supposed to hate him. Then Cael turned. And looked at her the way shadows look at flame. For one suspended moment, neither of them moved. Not a word. Not a breath. Only the space between them, smaller than it had been a second ago, and the terrible certainty that one of them was about to close it.

Warning: This book contains a large number of very hot adult scenes!(18+ ONLY) *PLEASE DON'T READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO INTENSE INTIMATE SCENES* "Say you're ours." Nicholas's hand tightened around my throat....not choking, just holding, reminding me who owned every breath I took. His silver eyes burned into mine, relentless and demanding. "Say it, Lilith." "I'm yours," I whispered, and the words tasted like surrender and salvation all at once. "Louder." Sebastian's voice was dark silk behind me, his massive body pressed against my back, his hands bruising my hips. "We want to hear you scream it." Before I could answer, Lucian slammed into me from behind, filling me so completely I saw stars. The stretch, the fullness, the overwhelming sensation of being claimed....it stole every thought from my mind. "I'm....." I tried to speak, but then Nicholas was lifting my leg, positioning himself, and suddenly he was pushing inside me from the front, and I was being taken by both of them at once. Too much. Too full. Too intense. "Breathe," Nicholas commanded against my lips, but breathing was impossible when they were both moving, finding a rhythm that had me trembling violently between them. "I'm yours!" The confession finally tore from my throat as Lucian's mouth found that sensitive spot on my neck, teeth scraping, threatening to mark me permanently. "I'm yours, I'm yours, I'm yours...." "Good girl," all three of them growled in unison. "Now prove it." Lilith Thorne is drowning. Her father.....Beta of Shadowmere Pack....was murdered six months ago. Her mother overdosed on wolfsbane and lies comatose. Her boyfriend found his true mate and threw her away like garbage. And she's wolfless.....a reject in wolf society, unable to shift, worthless and invisible. With eviction looming and hospital bills crushing her, Lilith makes a desperate choice: enter the Rite, an ancient ritual where unmated Alphas can claim women for one night in exchange for gold. But she's not paired with just any Alphas. She's chosen by Lucian, Nicholas, and Sebastian Blackwood.....the Cursed Alpha Kings. Triplets cursed by the Moon Goddess to find their true mate before they turn 26, or lose themselves to their wolves forever. They have three months left. What starts as a transaction becomes an obsession. The moment they touch her, their curse quiets. Their wolves recognize something in her. And they can't let her go. But Lilith is not what she seems. She's the last daughter of the most powerful witch bloodline in existence, her magic suppressed since birth. And when that magic awakens, it will change everything. When she finally learns the truth....that breaking their curse means taking it upon herself....Lilith makes a choice that will change everything. She sacrifices herself to save them, dying in their arms while they scream her name. But death isn't the end. It's only the beginning. And when she rises from the ashes, marked by death and wielding powers she never imagined, she won't be the same broken girl who walked into the Rite. She'll be something far more dangerous. Their mate. Their queen. Their salvation. Or their destruction. Part 1: THE CLAIMING How far would you fall for three kings who worship you like a religion and claim you like a conquest? Part 2: THE RESURRECTION How dark would you become to reclaim what death stole from you? The Mating Ritual is a dark paranormal romance featuring possessive alphas, intense sexual content, a strong but broken heroine discovering her power, found family, fated mates, and a love so consuming it transcends death itself.

The novel should’ve ended at Chapter 1855. It was a failure. A forgotten story. Just like its author, Me But the world didn’t end. It changed. Now I’m stuck inside the damn thing. The Endless Dream… where dreamers fight, kill, and break just to live another day. Missions? Twisted. Debts? Never-ending. The system? It watches. It judges. It filters everything. I’ve got knowledge of what’s supposed to happen. But nothing plays out the way it should. The future bends. Characters twist. And me? I’m spiraling. Murim? Broken. Demon Realms? Broken. Multiple Realms? Exists. Heaven? Exists. Hell? Broken Surrounded by Seven Deadly Sins, Demon Kings, Butlers, Great God, Archangels, Lucifer, Murim Gods.. I, the sole author of this story will rewrite the dream. This is After the End.

“We can’t be doing this,” I warn, my breathing coming off more shallow than I’d like. My nerves spike, high on adrenaline, my eyes—half-lidded, darting around the darkened hallway in alert. “I’m your brother’s wife.” The claws of guilt have never gripped this tight. His silence is ominous. I fear it. His huge frame casts shadows over me, sinful lips leaving goosebumps behind every trail on my skin. “That can be solved with just one bullet.” He croons. Icy threat laces his words. Terror seizes my chest; my stomach drops with a sickening plop. Fear grips me as it clicks—he’s not bluffing. He’s capable of doing worse. ... Celeste has only one purpose keeping her afloat: her thirst for revenge. Her opportunity finally presents itself when she is sent on a mission on behalf of her gang. There, she collides with her past, and old wounds are ripped open again by a pair of lifeless forest-green eyes. Her revenge plan is simple: snuff out the spark from those eyes and bring destruction to the entire bloodline of the Cosa Nostra. In an entangled web of vengeance and deceit, what if Celeste finds herself falling for those dark green eyes? The very bane of her existence.

The Debt Elena St. Claire is a woman defined by her brilliance, a finance valedictorian with a future as bright as the Manhattan skyline. But her world is incinerated when her father, a man of pride and poor foresight, falls victim to a catastrophic market collapse. With the St. Claire name facing total ruin and criminal prosecution, a savior appears in the form of the "Ice King," Silas Vane. Silas is a man who doesn't believe in charity, only acquisitions. He offers to pay off the family's billion-dollar debt on one condition: Elena must become his secret wife and personal assistant for one year. The Cage Forced into a predatory contract, Elena is moved to the exclusive 80th floor of Vane Industries. Silas’s rule is absolute and his presence is suffocating; he clears the floor of all staff, isolating Elena in a glass-walled office where he can monitor her every breath. His behavior is marked by a chilling, "extra touchy" possessiveness—marking her as his asset through proximity and unyielding control. To the world, she is a hardworking PA; to Silas, she is a prize he has hunted for years. The Resistance However, the "Ice King" underestimates the internal cracks in his empire. Elena finds unexpected allies in Sarah and Chloe, senior analysts from the 78th-floor finance department. Recognizing Elena as one of their own, they form a "resistance," teaching her the "Dark Arts" of finance and "Seduction 101." They help Elena navigate the psychological warfare of the Vane Empire, turning her into a woman who doesn't just survive Silas’s obsession, but weaponizes it. At a high-profile Gala, Elena undergoes a stunning transformation, appearing in "Vane Red" and the family diamonds to publicly claim the man who thought he had claimed her. The Betrayal The fairy tale is shattered when Elena uncovers a dark secret: Silas didn't just save her family, he engineered their downfall. Through a shell company called Aethelgard, Silas orchestrated the market crash to steal a mineral patent worth billions, using the marriage contract to silence the St. Claires. This revelation kills the "Little Mouse" within Elena. Grief-stricken and vengeful, she resolves to stay in the marriage not as a victim, but as a predator, conducting a secret internal audit to dismantle Silas’s leverage from within. The Takeover As rivals like the Miller family and Silas’s ex-fiancée, Isabella Vance, attempt to tear the empire apart, the power dynamic shifts. Silas, consumed by a love that has turned from possession to genuine desperation, realizes he cannot truly own a woman who has become his equal. In a final act of surrender, he burns the debt contract, offering Elena her freedom and the very patent he stole. The Coronation But Elena St. Claire is no longer the girl she was. Having outmaneuvered the board and the man who bought her, she chooses to reign. The story concludes with a legitimate union on Elena’s terms. She doesn't just melt the Ice King; she takes his throne. The "Gilded Cage" is transformed into a kingdom, and the ruthless billionaire finally learns that in the game of power, the most dangerous move is loving the woman you thought you owned.

She came to the audition to prove she was more than a scandal. She left with a co-star who apologized on live TV, a role in Paper Heat, and a man who knelt at her command like it was worship.But the lover who begs under her touch is hiding something darker than desire. There are two of him. One the world believes is dead. One who watched her perform in red lights and never looked away.Benny Marcel wanted revenge, control, and a way out of the cage her family built. She never expected to fall for the man wearing two faces — or for the betrayal that would come from the person she trusted most.

I watched as Dad looked at me with some kind of angered expression, as usual he believes her.  " Fiona, how many times do i have to tell you to have some respect for my wife? Whether you like it or not she's now your mother. Is this a way to treat your mother"?  "She can never be my mother, she doesn't even have the qualities of being a mother. Why do you always side with her? Can't you see the way she's treating me"?  "Enough Fiona"!!! "You promised mom that you'd always love me and take care of me, but I'm a slave in my own father's house"!! "Hey, don't try to manipulate my husband, what you did was wrong and you expect me not to caution you? Go to your room" I just watched as Dad expression fell, she was manipulating him and turning him against his own daughter.  "You heard her Fiona, go to your room".

Detatched and efficient. he has always finished his tasks till his resent task where everything starts going wrong.

In a world where Omegas are state-monitored property, Naruto Uzumaki is a ghost. Disguised as a Beta, he infiltrates Konoha Elite College to find his brother, Kurama, who vanished without a trace. His survival depends on invisibility, but his plan shatters when he is assigned to room with Sasuke Uchiha. Sasuke is a dominant Alpha from a powerful dynasty and is the one person Naruto must avoid—yet he is the only one he can’t escape. The cramped dorm becomes a battlefield of suspicion and a magnetic, agonizing pull that defies logic. When a missed dose of suppressants reveals Naruto’s secret, Sasuke doesn't turn him in. Instead, he offers a dark pact: he will help Naruto navigate his volatile heats if they hunt the truth together. As they descend into a web of medical horrors and illegal experiments, the line between their alliance and their instincts blurs. Amidst the search for Kurama, a protective obsession sparks between them, threatening to expose Naruto to the monsters hiding in plain sight. Naruto came to find his brother, but he may lose himself to the man who was supposed to be his enemy. Fanfiction Art: https://pin.it/6vUJayonx

In the Kingdom of Vaelis, power decides who lives, who dies… and who lies well enough to survive. Mireya Vale is meant to be nothing. Ungifted. Quiet. Forgettable. Just another girl thrown into the Crown Trials, clawing her way through the brutal Iron Spire where the weak are erased. Then there’s Jax Calder. Everything Vaelis fears. Everything it obeys. The kingdom’s perfect enforcer. The architect of the Iron Spire. The hunter sworn to wipe rebellion from the streets—starting with the elusive Black Thorn. Jax believes in control. In discipline. In breaking threats before they become legends. Until Mireya. There’s something about her… something sharp beneath the silence, something defiant in the way she meets his gaze and refuses to bow. He should crush her. Eliminate her. Walk away. Instead, he watches. Protects. Burns. Drawn together by tension they refuse to name, desire coils where hatred should live—and every stolen look feels like a betrayal waiting to happen. Because in Vaelis, enemies don’t fall in love. They destroy each other first.

In her past life, Michelle was an ordinary doctor who worked in a small hospital, but once in a while, a strange envelope would arrive at her apartment and she would take up a weaon and turn into a deadly assassin known for her stealthiness. But being a top assassin, Michelle had many enemies and ended up dying, only to wake up in the body of Michelle Grace, a pampered young miss in a world similar to ancient dynasties, except that cultivation existed there. Not everyone could cultivate, but Michelle Grace could. The original Michelle Grace was engaged to the Crown Prince, and he killed her before Michelle took over the body, so after making a deal with Michelle Grace's father, the Archduke, Michelle took on the name Grace and started a revenge plan on the Crown Prince, his lover, his mistress and his father, the Emperor. A bit troublesome: Michelle gained the attention of two men who together were the Dark Lord. They were horrifyingly powerful, so Michelle had to be careful around them. Luckily, they didn't have in their plans harming her, as they were intrigued by her constitution. Michelle possessed a rare blood, which they could use.

Warning 18÷ only: In my world, werewolves make the rules, dragon shifters rule with fear, and vampires sit on thrones like they own the air we breathe. They are always male. And trust me, they are always cruel, especially the ones this story is about. I am an orphan. I am disabled. From the first moment people looked at me, they decided my fate. On my first shift, everyone believed it would be a joke, a mess, something weak and shameful. The elders whispered that I would turn into a rat or something useless. They were wrong. I turned into a dragon. A female dragon. The prophecy says the first female dragon shifter will bring the end of the kingdom. Because of that, I am called an abomination. A monster. A threat. There is a bounty on my head so high that no one would hesitate to kill me for it. A girl has no place among royal dragon guards, so I am forced to hide. I cut my hair, bind my body, and take the shape of a man. That lie sends me to the Academy of Sixth, a place meant to break monsters and crown kings. The dragon royals are cold. The werewolf kings are worse. Their princes are wild, dangerous, and full of arrogance. They rule the academy like they rule the world, with fists, power, and no mercy. Everything falls apart when I discover the truth. I am mated to all five of them. They feel the pull. They crave the boy they think I am. I feel it too, even though I fight it with everything in me. If they find out who I really am, I will not be rejected. I will be executed. I cannot hide forever. I cannot resist them forever. What happens when five princes learn that the boy they desire is their mate, a disabled girl, and the very dragon their world fears will end them all. Last Chance Academy is a dark reverse harem paranormal story for readers 18 and above, where power is deadly, love is forbidden, and even the shadows are not safe.

In the Empire of Vireth, a land cursed by blood and ritual, Emperor Kaelor Vireth cannot feel emotion—except at the moment of death. Life is a dull, colorless haze, until he experiences near-death, when sensation floods his senses and his mind awakens to anger, joy, and desire. To feel alive, he engineers wars and invites assassination attempts, each near-death moment a drug. Until Seris Vale, a legendary assassin, is sent to kill him. But when her blade first pierces his defense, Kaelor feels something more than pain—he feels… alive. Instead of execution, Kaelor binds her to him as his personal executioner, the only person allowed to attempt his death. Each encounter becomes a ritual: a deadly game of proximity and passion, where the knife at his throat is indistinguishable from intimacy. As their dangerous liaison unfolds, Seris discovers she alone can make the king feel, and Kaelor discovers he cannot survive without her touch. But desire and power are never without consequence. Court factions, assassins’ guilds, and foreign powers all seek to manipulate, control, or eliminate them. The Assassin Guild demands she finish her mission; rivals and nobles suspect her influence; cultists claim the king is a demon. And through it all, their bond evolves from weapon and target to a twisted, intoxicating addiction—each testing the boundaries of loyalty, survival, and love. Over centuries of political upheaval, assassination attempts, and forbidden intimacy, both must confront their darkest impulses. Kaelor is forced to decide whether to remain addicted to death, or to risk living for the first time. Seris must choose whether to be the executioner who ends him, or the anchor who teaches him to survive. At its heart, The King Who Only Loves Corpses is a story about addiction, obsession, and the fragile, dangerous beauty of emotion itself. It’s a gothic dark fantasy romance designed for long-term serialization, with intricate political intrigue, morally grey protagonists, and high-stakes, addictive near-death tension.

Mira Cole had a plan: marry her childhood sweetheart, inherit her family's inn, and live a quiet life. Then her fiancé Dorian sold her family's tavern to cover his gambling debts, took a noble girl's hand in marriage, and left Mira with nothing but a crumpled eviction notice and a broken heart. The last thing she expected was to wake up on the floor of a ruined bar in Irongate — the most dangerous dungeon city in the world — holding a deed she won in a card game she barely remembers. No money. No staff. No magic. Just stubborn hands and a recipe book her mother left behind. She opens anyway. Her very first customer is Kael Ashvane — "The Gravedigger" — the deadliest solo dungeon raider alive, covered in monster blood, ordering plain water, and watching her with silver eyes that see entirely too much. He keeps coming back. Every night. Same corner. Same order. Same silence. She doesn't know he's the most feared man in five dungeon cities. She just knows he looks hungry in a way that has nothing to do with food. When Dorian returns to Irongate with a legal claim to her tavern and the city's most powerful tavern boss backing him, Mira's second chance is ripped away in front of everyone she's served. Humiliated. Penniless. Alone again. But the girl who fed an entire city of monster-slayers remembered every name, every order, every broken thing behind every hard face. And they all remember her.