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Trigger Warning This story contains mature and dark themes including violence, assassination, psychological manipulation, obsessive romance, power imbalance, and morally grey characters. It explores toxic attraction, emotional trauma, betrayal, and scenes of life-threatening situations. Reader discretion is advised. --- Ariana is not a hero. She is not a victim. She is a weapon. A ghost trained to infiltrate, deceive, and eliminate without hesitation. She has survived by trusting no one and feeling nothing. Her latest mission is simple: kill Damian—the cold-blooded Mafia boss whose secrets could collapse empires—and disappear like she always does. But Damian is not a man who dies easily. He is ruthless. Calculating. A predator who built his kingdom on blood and fear. He notices everything. He trusts no one. And the moment Ariana steps into his world, he sees through her. What was meant to be a clean assassination spirals into something far more dangerous. Because Damian does not hunt alone. He hunts back. Every encounter becomes a silent war. Every touch feels like betrayal. Every moment together balances on the edge of violence. They circle each other like loaded guns with fingers on the trigger. Ariana was sent to destroy him. Damian is determined to break her first. In a city where loyalty is an illusion and death is currency, obsession grows in the cracks between survival and desire. They threaten each other. They provoke each other. They test how close they can stand to the edge before someone falls. Or jumps. Because when two people who do not value their own lives begin to crave each other, destruction is inevitable. This is not a love story built on softness. It is forged in blood, control, and dangerous surrender. And in the end, the question isn’t who will kill whom. It’s who will fall first. **** Assassin vibes—CHECKED Mafia danger—CHECKED Near-death tension / suicidal stakes—CHECKED Obsession / chemistry—CHECKED Psychological intensity—CHECKED

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. So guys for every 20 privilege chapters unlock, I will upload 5 additional chapters apart from the 3 chapters for that day. Gifts will be well appreciated also. Thank you!!!

Amber died once. At least… that's what the world believes. Now living under the name Wolfe, she begins again as a rookie trainer in Johto while hiding a dangerous secret: she is an undercover operative working against the very criminal organization that nearly destroyed her life. But starting over isn't as simple as taking a new name. Every battle tests her control. Every friendship threatens her cover. Every mission drags her closer to the past she tried to escape. As Wolfe struggles to rebuild herself, she begins to learn a painful truth: Survival is easy. Living is harder. And when the war she thought she escaped begins closing in again, she must decide whether she is still Amber… Or if Wolfe is the person she was always meant to become. A dark character-driven journey about identity, survival, loyalty, and what it means to choose who you become.

“I hear you would do anything for the right price. If that's the case, then I would like to hire you. How much would you charge?” - Daniel Park, aka Fenrir, knew his reckless decision to earn money would bite him in the ass one day. He just did not expect it to happen so soon. After finally running away from the mafia, all Daniel needed to do was repay his debt to the ‘Den.’ Once he did, he and his brother would be free to live their lives. What he failed to account for was the obsession of the Alpha who had been obsessed with him from a young age. Daniel might have escaped the Den, but he was never able to run away from it. At least, not while the Young Master still had a hold on him. __________ “See, I told you that we are made for each other. No matter where you run and no matter what you do, you will always come back to me. After all, you became an omega because of me, and I became an alpha for your sake.” Young Master Ivan’s sinful voice sounded like melted lust. There was no reasoning with an alpha in rut. In the end, no matter how much Daniel suffered and how far he tried to run, he was bound by the dark obsession of an alpha standing at the top of the food chain. He never had a choice to run in the first place. __________ R18, Smut, Omegaverse, BL, Yaoi, Possessive, Alpha, Dark, BDSM…I don’t want to tag more…

Faced with his CEO wife's passionate advances, Chen Yang blushed and stammered, "Dear, why are you holding my hand in the middle of the night?"

Jiang Feng, a king returning from the Cultivation World, unexpectedly becomes the affluent son-in-law of a beautiful female CEO. Bringing with him memories from his past life and his talent for cultivation, he embarks on his carefree and legendary life.

An epic journey of a basketball player's life... "Writing stories is like shooting hoops; you keep scoring and missing, then continue, relentlessly, until you leave the court." The distant and fervent world of basketball across the sea became the stage on which the young men released their energy and let their imaginations soar during the monotony and uncertainty of adolescence. He hopes that children who love playing basketball can have real basketball to play...

The most unlucky woman in the world vs The most mysterious man in the world. A piece of paper declaring a marriage alliance between two enemy families was not her business. Because she would never be picked as the bride anyway. Officer Tai Liwu's bad luck was not just broken heels, exploding cars or birds pooping on her head. It also extended to her dating life--which did not exist. She had resigned herself to a lifetime of arresting bad guys and surviving death with zero romance. But when her sister has a panic attack before walking down the aisle, Tai Liwu is shoved into the bridal hall and told to smile. On the other side of the aisle, City Lord Shen Weijun was dealing with his own disaster: his brother, the intended groom had drugged him, put him in the grooms clothes and bolted! Forced to step in under a false identity, Weijun expects nothing more than a political farce. After all, their families are sworn enemies and this wedding is supposed to be a ceasefire, not a love story. But trouble brews when Weijun finds himself falling for the sharp-tongued police officer who can arrest a pickpocket with one hand and chase after her hat with the other. Pretty soon, he is more interested in kissing her than fearing her bad luck and suspicious intentions. And Liwu, her "bad luck" takes a twist when on her wedding night, she awakens a bad luck system, throwing their lives into chaos.

Six years ago, Shawn lost his humanity in a military experiment that turned soldiers into something no longer human. When it spiraled out of control, the government erase them, but Shawn survived… and ran. Now, hiding behind a stolen identity as a high school teacher, he keeps his head down, avoids attachments, and buries his past. But everything starts to unravel when he meets Jean. Jean lies about his age, pretending to be older- a working-class man, but Shawn is blindsided when Jean later walks into his classroom. Eighteen, Reckless, Persistent, and far too interested in him. But the real shock isn’t just that Shawn unknowingly slept with a student, it’s who that student is. Shawn learns that Jean is the son of the very people responsible for destroying his life. The closer Jean gets, the harder it becomes to pull away, and the more dangerous everything becomes. Because if the people who created Shawn ever discover he’s still alive, they won’t hesitate to finish what they started.

Mae dies after cursing her boss, who has wrongfully fired her and single handedly mad eher lose interest in her life, only for her to wake up in another universe as the look-alike of the Crown Prince's fiancée, And to her surpise the crown price is none other then her overbearing boss form her previous life. And to make matters worse he has to act like his love struck fiancee until the real one wakes up.

Oops! The foolish real young master had run away!!! The title of the book… Micah had everything anyone could possibly envy, a gentle mother, a supportive father, and two doting older sisters. His family business dominated the capital with its high-technology products, and he was raised with a silver spoon from birth. Life was perfect. Until one day everything crumbled when a young man appeared, claiming to be the real young master. The classic case of swapped at birth… Panicked and heartbroken, Micah, the fake heir, fought desperately to hold onto his family and fortune. From Bad-mouthing and spreading rumours to initiating misplaced hatred toward the real young master, he plotted financial pitfalls and implicated his family business in progress. Not to mention his backstabbing and selling the classified information to a rival company. “What the actual f..?” Micah stared at the book, seething with anger. He was practically a villain out of a melodrama. He would never be like that! Which vengeful ghost had written this book?! “Where is my knife?!” He needed to show this so-called author the true meaning of vengeance! Even if he couldn’t get his hands on him, at the very least, he could undermine all the nonsense that was written in his book! Whether would he really be this mentally handicapped as described in the book remained a mystery, but please could someone explain the rest of the book to him? Those madmen! Those Degenerated Gongs! How could they torment the cheerful sunny Shou and twist him into an obedient meek little puppet just to satisfy their sick desires?! “I, Micah Ramsy, swear to protect my new brother from those psychos and hungry wolves!” Thus begins the journey of the fake heir, hell-bent on keeping those scums away from his sweet brother.

"Lucy tells me you haven't eaten, Solis." He says, placing his jacket on the couch beside him. I roll my eyes upward. "I didn't realize you cared." "Asher would be devastated if you died because of starvation." I glare at him and he glares back. "I care when it affects my chid." "Our child." ~~ Raised as a servant and maltreated in her own home, Elara escapes the night of her sister’s engagement after one reckless encounter with a masked stranger. She disappears, builds a new identity, and protects the only thing that matters; her son. But Elara Virelli was never meant to be forgotten. She is the hidden child of the Virelli bloodline; the daughter of the true heir… and the rightful leader of the empire stolen from her. Lucien Kòrvac, a billionaire CEO feared in shadows as a ruthless mafia Don, discovers he has a son he never knew existed. And Lucien does not lose what is his. Forced into his world, Elara becomes a prisoner in a mansion, bound by a contract she never wanted. But she is no longer the broken girl who ran. She is sharper, smarter and dangerous. Now they are enemies in a world where love is a luxury and loyalty is fake. Both are bound by a child. Will hatred turn to desire, or will his past and her true identity destroy them both?

When Aurora Gray, an Omega maid, gets rejected and framed for the murder of Alpha Darren Snow by her mate, she thinks her life may just be over. But when she flees and runs into the arms of the look alike of her dead Alpha, a crazy plan begins to form in Aurora's head. A way to clear her name. An identity swap. A dangerous game. The man claims to be Zephyr Snow, Alpha of the Red Moon Pack. He also claims it is the year 1726. Aurora has decided he has a mental illness. A severe one. Possibly the worst case ever recorded. Little does she know that he isn't delusional at all. That Zephyr Snow is exactly who he says he is, an Alpha from three hundred years ago, and they're about to be entangled in more ways than one, considering, Aurora's the only one who can help him find his way back home. *** "What is that?” He was pointing at a car pulling out of the lot. "A car?” I answered, wondering what the hell was wrong with him now. He stared at it and began hyperventilating. “It moves. Without horses. It is a carriage. Without horses.” “Yes, it runs on fuel–” "And those." He pointed at the telephone poles. His voice was shaky. "What are those cords between the poles?" Was he playing a game? I didn't mind if he was, so long as he helped me. "They carry electricity. Power?” "And the lights in the manor." He said it slowly, like a frightened child. "There is no fire. No candles. What feeds them?" "The electricity. The same power.” "None of this was here," he said after a long stretch of silence. His hand had gone clammy against mine. "When I entered those caves. This is not… this was not here.” He looked at me with wide, vulnerable eyes. “Lass, I am not mad.” "I didn't say you were." "You are thinking it." I was absolutely thinking it. "My home.” He pointed at the packhouse. “It stood right there. It is… gone." It struck me then. The anguish in his voice. I realized he truly believed what he was saying. And the conviction only deepened when he met my eyes once more and whispered, "What century have I found myself, lass?” “Er… the 21st?"

[Warning: MATURED CONTENT 18+] Celeste Vechi has spent ten years living for one thing—revenge. After the Cosa Nostra slaughtered her family before her eyes, she infiltrates the powerful Giordano Mafia family under a false identity, determined to destroy them from the inside. But revenge becomes dangerous when she finds herself drawn to the one man she should hate the most—her husband’s psychotic brother. Dangerous. Unhinged. Ruthless. The man she should fear the most is the one who sees through every lie she tells. And the more she tries to avoid him… the more dangerous their attraction becomes. Because in the mafia world, betrayal is paid for in blood. And falling for the wrong man might cost her everything. Excerpts; “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 half-lidded eyes 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 with every trail on my skin. “That can be solved with just one bullet,” he croons, an icy threat lacing 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.

Originally, I was just a "Cloud Hammer" (Warhammer 40K) player in 2025. After criticizing the Emperor's depiction in a cosplay video and giving a thumbs-up to a "gender-swapped Emperor" instead, my phone flashed—and I found myself transported to another world. Where am I? —I transmigrated into a high-quality replica of the Emperor of Mankind. —Specifically, I was stuffed into the mind of a dying mortal girl, a vessel so fragile she would overheat and break down at the drop of a hat. From then on, this little girl became the Empire's "Golden Miracle." I became the high-dimensional "Grandpa" voice in her head. Battlefield collapsing? With a single command of "Enough," my Golden Light swept through the Garden of Nurgle. A Grey Knight wants to kneel and sacrifice himself? "Step down, son of the Titans." Guilliman arrived, utterly shocked: "Father... is it truly you?" I immediately adopted a lighthearted, comforting tone: "My Thirteenth Son, you did a great job." The little girl was timid; yet the moment she emitted golden light, the battle commanders immediately knelt. Every time I log on, the Empire rejoices. Every time I log off, the Empire goes on high alert. Every time I return, the heretics tremble.

On the night she was destined to become Luna, Aurora Lane’s world shatters in betrayal and blood. Her rise from death should have been her victory, but resurrection comes with secrets that cut deeper than any blade. Cloaked in a new identity, she must return to her pack; where enemies wear familiar faces, forbidden desires burn hotter than loyalty, and every truth uncovered threatens to destroy the ones she loves. But Aurora’s greatest battle isn’t against outsiders; it’s against the ties of blood itself. Sisters turned rivals. Love tested by lies. A legacy drenched in jealousy and vengeance that stretches far beyond her own lifetime. The Moon chose her to lead. Fate demands she survive. But when family becomes the deadliest enemy… How do you fight a war where blood is both the weapon and the chain? ### Dive into The Twin Luna: The Third Crescent today and uncover the secrets that could break or bind destiny itself.

"You really think you can just hide forever? From them? From me?" "Do you really think we can be together?" she whispered, her voice rougher than she meant. "No. We can't. It just won't work." Zayden tilted his head, his thumb brushing against the frantic pulse under her jaw. "Why?" His voice dropped low, dangerously smooth. "Why can't we make this work, huh?" She swallowed, the movement making her throat press harder against his hand. "Don't forget, You're----" “Say you love me…. Or I’ll fvck that stubbornness right out of you. Bend you over this desk, and make you scream my name until you forget your own." Aylin's face turned beet red. She pushed against his chest forcefully. He didn't move an inch. ***** Aylin Monroe Alston is a brilliant hacker and martial artist with Turkish roots. She can change her identity and her looks as easily as changing clothes. Always staying a step ahead of death, she had been on the run until she crashed into him. Zayden Cole Virelli is a billionaire leading a double life. On one side, he is a successful businessman; on the other, he is a powerful mafia king. Women don’t exist in his world until a runaway hacker crashes into him, capturing his thoughts and refusing to leave his mind. A collision in a dark forest leads to one lie he told and one secret she kept. Now, the most feared man alive wants her, while the woman who can bring down empires with just her keyboard wants nothing to do with him. He’s possessive, she’s untouchable, and they’re both liars. Two worlds collided: a hacker who can take down empires and the mafia king who won’t let her go. Can their love make it through the mess they're about to create, or will one of them get hurt first? WARNING!!!! - Mature Themes - He Fell First and Harder - Mafia World - Weak to Strong - Slow burn

Chase Sterling always felt like furniture. The kind you don't notice, the kind that's easy to shove in a corner and forget. He was used to it: people looked right through him, brushed him off like lint. But it only takes one phone call to erase a lifetime of being overlooked. When his estranged family meets a tragic end, Chase suddenly finds himself in charge of the sprawling Sterling fortune. Turns out, riches aren't the only thing the family left him. There's a curse running through his blood, warping love into something hungry and dangerous, impossible to escape. Vivian Ashford never set out to blow Chase's life to smithereens. Just one decision (a sharp, ruthless move at graduation) was all it took to set their worlds spinning out of control. While Vivian soaks up the Hollywood limelight and collects red-carpet headlines, Chase slips into his new role as Manhattan's most intimidating heir. But no matter how far they run, something keeps yanking them back together, like a stitch in an old wound that refuses to heal.

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.”

By day, Yvan and Melo are the golden boys of Paris. Top of their class, impeccably dressed, and possessing the kind of effortless charm that makes every girl at their elite high school turn their heads. To their best friends—Michou, Jecolia, and Lynn—they are just ambitious teenagers dreaming of a bright future. But the sun sets, and the masks fall. While their classmates study for exams, Yvan is navigating the cold, ruthless world of the luxury black market. Under the guidance of the enigmatic billionaire Lyam, he has become the "Gentleman of the Shadows," moving millions in untraceable assets with a single text. Beside him, Melo is no longer the class clown; he is the "Silent Executor," a lethal prodigy tied to the city’s most dangerous crime syndicate. They own the streets of Paris, but they must count their pennies at the local cafe to keep the lie alive. As the line between their two worlds begins to blur, the girls they care about start noticing the cracks. The blood on a sleeve, the untraceable wealth, and the coldness in eyes that used to be warm. In a world where secrets are more valuable than gold, Yvan and Melo face a deadly choice: Keep their hands clean and lose their empire, or embrace the darkness and risk destroying the only people who still see them as human. They think they know us. They think they love us. But they have no idea who we really are.