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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 2 additional chapters apart from the 3 chapters for that day. Gifts will be well appreciated also. Thank you!!!

Unlike her brother, the celebrated Commander Shepard, Aster Shepard preferred the grit and anonymity of the underworld to the flash of galactic headlines. While John blasted Reapers and saved civilizations, Aster dealt with the threats that festered in the shadows, the ones too politically inconvenient for the Council to acknowledge publicly. This time, it was an illegal AI. Rumors whispered through the extranet about a potentially dangerous, sentient program being developed at the prestigious Thessian Science Academy. The Council, naturally, wanted plausible deniability. Hence, Aster's intervention.

☆Synopsis☆ Shen Yu thought his life was simple. A quiet job. A steady routine. A normal existence as a Beta. Until one day— He realized someone was following him. A shy boy with honey-brown eyes. A terrible stalker who couldn’t even hide properly. And yet… Shen Yu never told him to stop. At first, it was amusing. Then unsettling. Then something he couldn’t quite ignore. Because every time that Omega got closer— Shen Yu’s body reacted in ways a Beta never should. Something was wrong. Not just with the boy— But with himself. And the most dangerous thing he could do… Was to start wanting to understand it. MC : Top/ seme/ gong ML : Bottom/ uke / shou

[Note: A story of personal growth, social satire, and art that stings. Not for those seeking a shallow romance.] At the prestigious Hathor Academy, image isn’t just about looks—it’s the ultimate currency. Suri is a 16-year-old photography student with a dangerous gift: her camera can capture anyone’s soul. But in a world ruled by the elite, she will soon discover that talent is the cheapest thing she has to offer. She entered seeking a ribbon of honor. The Director let her in seeking an experiment. In this viper’s nest where image is law and privilege suffocates, Suri is the "adversity" designed to shatter the status quo. Surrounded by monsters with angel faces, Suri must decide: Expose the cracks in others, or protect her own humanity? Because at Hathor, even being human comes with a price. And not everyone can afford to pay it.

BOOK 2 [MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ Only. Heavy Smuts, knotting, possessive themes, and dub-con.] “Ride me hard, Alpha... and if you beg loud enough, I might just let you cross the finish line.” In the elite world of Formula 1, the name De Villier is law. Alaric de Villier is a world-class known racer and three-time champion who ruled the grid like a king—until he suddenly disappeared for two years following a near-fatal crash that left the world in shock. Now he's back, and the seat he left behind isn't empty anymore. It is now occupied by Nico Park. To the world, Nico is a "Beta"—a low-born nobody who somehow climbed the ranks and became the top player on the track. He didn’t just take Alaric’s seat; he made the world forget Alaric ever existed. He’s sassy, reckless, and treats the De Villier legacy like a pathetic joke. From the moment they met, it was hate at first sight. To Alaric, Nico is an inferior pest that needs to be put in his place—but to Nico, Alaric is just someone he wants to bend over. Nico is an Enigma, hiding under the guise of a Beta because Enigmas are supposed to be extinct—ghost stories told to frighten Alphas into submission. They were supposed to be rivals on the track and nothing more, until a freak storm trapped them in a secluded mountain cabin. One night of rain changed everything. It was supposed to be a secret release. A way to burn off the hate with no strings, no feelings, and definitely no witnesses. But behind locked doors, the "King" discovers the devastating truth: He wasn't the hunter. He was the prey. Alaric returns to reclaim his throne, but he’s about to realize that when you play with an Enigma, the only thing you’ll be reclaiming is the feeling of his knot breaking you apart. What happens when the biological marks of an Enigma begin to rewrite his body... and a secret begins to grow that could destroy the De Villier name forever? This is a standalone book from the series: Heat and Hierarchies (Book 2) Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. The story is set in the world of Formula 1 racing, but all characters, teams, events, and situations are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real-life drivers, teams, or events is purely coincidental. This story contains adult content, sexual themes, omegaverse dynamics, and explicit smut. It is intended for readers 18 years and older. All depictions of rivalry, romance, and intimate encounters are fictional and should not be interpreted as reflecting real-life individuals or real racing events. #BL #Omegaverse #TrueAlpha #Enigma #RivalsToLovers #F1 #Mpreg #SecretIdentity #Smut #ForcedProximity #EnemiesWithBenefits #Erotica

My world was simple: there was the Pack, and there was the Prey. I am Athel James Thorne, born a hunter, forged into a weapon to exterminate the blood-drinking scourge that festers in the realm of Athelgard. As a high-born Wolf and elite Hunter, I am the law of the Thorne Pack, and I can track a vampire through a blizzard, scent a succubus’s lie from miles away, and end them all the same way, blade, fire, ash. Until the night I met Crown Prince Malakor Vane. To my kin, he smells of silver and pine, the clean, distant scent of royalty. But up close, beneath the alchemical masks and the suffocating illusion of purity, there is something else. Something wrong and forbidden, and it clings to him, thick, intoxicating, ancient. The scent of crushed pomegranates and storm-charged air. The unmistakable sweetness of a succubus and something darker still. A vampire, a shifter, and an abomination. The very thing I was born to destroy is hidden at the heart of the throne, and so I make it my mission to expose him. To rip away his mask and to drag the truth into the light and let the King see his son for what he truly is. The closer I get, the more my instincts betray me and the urge to kill him tangles with something deeper. Wilder and possessive, and my wolf does not want him dead, and it wants him claimed. As the Wild-Zones stir and the shadows close in, I am forced to face a truth more terrifying than any monster I’ve ever hunted, and I would burn the kingdom to the ground before I let another hunter touch him. Will this bond be our salvation or our ruin?

"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

“Adrian,” Raya whispered, voice trembling. “Choose — her or me.” His eyes darkened. “Why should I choose,” he said softly, stepping closer, “when I can have you both?” Her breath caught. “You’re insane,” she whispered. He brushed a thumb over her lips. “No,” he murmured, “i'm yours as you're mine. Whether you want it or not.” ~~~ To save her father, Raya agrees to become the fiancée of a man who could destroy her. She thought she was walking into a simple contract. But when she steps into Adrian Blake’s world, she steps into a maze of power, obsession, and dangerous secrets. Adrian never loved Seraphina, the woman he was supposed to marry. He only needed her family’s influence to seize the Blake empire. But when Seraphina vanishes… Raya becomes the perfect replacement. She’s stubborn, penniless, and nothing like Seraphina. Except for one disturbing detail She looks exactly like her. His terms are everything she should refuse: • Pretend to be his fiancée. • Pay off her father’s impossible debt. • Leave when he says so. Simple. Until she realizes the man behind the cold mask isn’t simple at all. The more she falls for him, the more dangerous he becomes. Because Adrian Blake doesn’t want love. He wants control. And now, he wants her. When the truth about Seraphina begins to unravel, Raya must choose: Run before she’s swallowed by Adrian’s darkness… or stay and risk losing her heart, and her identity, to the man who already owns her.

Eva's Pov— "Eyan…" my voice trembled, the words barely escaping my lips. "Are you… Kyel?" He smiled faintly, the warmth I once knew gone from his eyes. "Looks like you found out," he said, his tone light, almost mocking. "Finally. Now I don't have to play this tedious game anymore." My heart thudded painfully. "What are you saying?" He stepped closer, his shadow falling over me. "That's right," he whispered, his voice low and sharp. "I am Kyel..." The word cut through me like a blade. My breath hitched. "No… no, you're lying. You're not my Kyel....you are not my husband." He leaned closer, his eyes cruel. "Then how do I know about the mole just below your right shoulder blade? The one only your husband would ever see?" I froze. He was telling the truth. My lips trembled. "Why… why did you lie to me, Eyan?" "Your Majesty," he snapped suddenly. I blinked. "W-what?" "You are not allowed to call me by name," he said coldly. "Call me what I am. Your Majesty." Tears burned my eyes. "Kyel… please, tell me why. If there's a reason—" "No," he interrupted. "There was no reason." My heart twisted painfully. "What?" "I lied because I wanted to," he said flatly. "I had no reason. And I owe you no explanation." I stared at him in disbelief. "But I'm your wife—" He laughed bitterly. "No. You're not my wife. You're just a woman I shared my bed with." My tears finally fell. "You said you loved me…" His voice turned to ice. "It was all a lie. I—Eyan Lucien Therald—never loved you. Not once." The world spun around me. He turned away, pulled open a drawer, and thrust a parchment toward me. "Sign this." My fingers shook as I took it. "What… is this?" "Divorce papers," he said coldly. "I've already signed. All that's left is your signature." "Divorce…" I whispered, my voice breaking. "Once you sign, we're done," he said. "You'll leave Velmoria and never return." Tears blurred my vision. "What about… our child that I'm carrying?" I stepped closer, my voice shaking. "Don't tell me you don't care about our child, too." He turned. "No. I don't." My heart stopped. "You… don't care?" "You were the one who wanted a child. I never did. But I gave you one. Isn't that enough?" I shook my head, sobbing. "Please, stop… please." "Now sign the papers," he said coldly. "Take the child with you and get out of Velmoria. Never show me that face again." "No. I won't." His voice thundered through the room. "Guards!" The door burst open. "Yes, Your Majesty?" "Take her out of this room," he ordered without looking at me. "Throw her out of the palace—and make sure she never steps foot inside again." I screamed, struggling against the guards' grip. "Eyan! Please—listen to me! Don't do this!" But he didn't turn around. Not once. As the doors slammed shut behind me, I looked at him one last time— and the love I always saw in his eyes… was no longer there. --------------------------------------------------------

Shawn Geller was supposed to be dead. And when he came back with a new face, all he wanted was to live quietly among humans and forget the past he had spent six years running from. But that became impossible the moment he realized the man he had been sleeping with wasn’t a twenty-three-year-old bank employee like he claimed, but an eighteen years old high school student. His student. As if that wasn’t enough, Jean isn’t just someone who refuses to stay away from him, he’s also connected to the very people Shawn has been hiding from all this time. Now Shawn is left questioning everything. Was it all just a cruel coincidence… or have they really found out he was still alive?

Meigui Xueye is a young merchant with a unique appearance and a troubled past. His life is changed completely from the moment he meets a mysterious information broker, by the name of Shujing, who is Emperor Buxiu Yushi in disguise. As Yushi learns more about Xueye his adoration quickly grows, but so does his draconic nature. However Yushi is not the only one vying for Xueye’s affection. Many mysteries of the court and the past begin to unravel with Xueye completely unknowingly at its core, but the biggest mystery is Xueye’s own heart. Updates every 2 weeks, health and inspiration permitting.

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This is a fanfiction based on the anime Classroom of the Elite. While the characters and setting are inspired by the original work, the story and plot are entirely my own creation. Significant changes have been made to the original story, including the absence of Ayanokoji and the introduction of a new White Room-trained protagonist. All ideas, scenarios, and character developments are original and written by me. Shirogane Rei, a highly trained White Room student, transfers to Class D of Advanced Nurturing High School a chaotic class known for its weakness and disorder. Armed with intelligence, charisma, and the ability to manipulate emotions with deadly precision, Rei turns romance, desire, and even sensuality into instruments of control. Every interaction, every whispered touch, and every seductive glance is calculated, designed to test the limits of human emotion and dominance. As she orchestrates chaos and manipulates her classmates for observation, Rei discovers something unexpected: emotions she never experienced, connections she never anticipated, and a dangerous allure that may even threaten her own control. A psychological, erotic, and manipulative journey into desire, power, and the fine line between love and domination. Tags:|Ecchi| R18|Academy| Yuri|SMUT| Daily Life|Romance|Psychology|Manipulation|Strong Female|Domination

She hated him for lying to her and kidnapping her. He would burn the world to protect her. “I’d rather die than be owned by you,” I screamed. He approached slowly, his expression cold and unreadable. “You can’t die without my permission.” -------------- Mila Vega, a promising heart surgeon, lived her life on her own terms until she saved a stranger, until she found out the weak and injured man she had brought home was a ruthless devil. Dominic Russo, a mafia king, cold, calculative, untouchable. Mila hated him. She hated him for locking her up, for the way he looked at her as if she belonged to him. ----------- I stepped back as he approached. “You won’t be able to cage me here,” I barked. “I’ll find my freedom.” He sneered, with dangerous light in his eyes. “Try it. You won’t make it past the gate." He didn’t bluff. He wouldn’t let her leave his side, no matter what. Trapped in his dangerous world, Mila should run. But why couldn’t she stop thinking about him? She saw him kill without mercy, yet his eyes softened when they rested on her. His touch was possessive, but protective. ‘Does he love me?’ Her heart raced. In the world ruled by blood and power, with enemies close in from every corner, emotions were luxury. Love couldn’t bloom. Just as she started to wonder if this monster had a heart, she realized his heart was too cold to warm it. She understood she was nothing but his plaything. Mila’s hatred ignited all over again. She wanted to disappear from his world for good. But the man she called a monster, a ruthless killer, might be the only one willing to burn the world to protect her. ------------ He pinched my chin, putting enough force to make me wince. “You will not run again.” I dared to look into his eyes defiantly. “And if I do?” He said in a calm tone. “I’ll bring you back.”

In a land of swords and sorcery, there is a mysterious phantom thief catgirl named Cipher, she always sends out a theft notice ahead of time, and yet never fails, striking fear into the hearts of nobles and elites. There is the undying war god Mydeimos, who once stood alone atop a shattered fortress wall, repelling tens of thousands of enemies, a true one-man army. There is the death saintess Castorice, revered by all followers of the God of Death, who dwells in the ruined Demon King’s Castle. There is the Holy Maiden Tribios, respected by all as the founder of the forgotten city, a utopia hidden from the world. All these legendary heroes have carved their names into the lore of the land... But no one knows… They are all the same person. (Up to chapter 53, Written before 3.3) (DND-like world)(Genderbend(Depending)) - Title:从赛飞儿开始的黄金裔马甲系统 Author: 知更鸟official TL: SpyTL

Why is there a woman in my army… dressed as a man?” The blade is at my throat. It bites just enough to draw blood, a warm trail sliding down my skin, but I don’t flinch. “Tomorrow,” he says, his voice as calm as a winter grave. “You’ll be executed in front of your entire unit.” I almost smile. He doesn’t know that the tea on his table is already poisoned. If I fall, he’s coming to hell with me. In an empire ruled by blood, a young physician takes her father’s place in the Northern Army, hiding among soldiers who would kill her if they knew the truth. She survives by being invisible. By being perfect. Until the General finds her out. He should kill her immediately. He plans to. She plans to kill him first. But before the blade can fall, war crashes in and destroys the world they knew. Now, they are forced to stay alive. Forced to fight side-by-side. Forced to stay close enough to watch each other breathe. She is waiting for the moment to end him. He is waiting for the moment to finish what he started. Neither trusts. Neither backs down. And if one of them makes a mistake—only one walks away.

Chelly Morgan has always been untouchable… beautiful, cruel, and powerful as the Beta’s only child. Until a car accident lands her in the Moon Goddess’s realm... and strips everything away. Ignored while Sansa Riley, the omega she used to bully, is treated like royalty, Chelly demands to be sent back. The Moon Goddess agrees, but returns her in the one body she never wanted: Sansa’s. Living as Sansa is a nightmare. She discovers that Lucien, her mate in her original body, is obsessed with Sansa and is violent, and determined to cage her so he can have her all to himself. Fleeing him, she runs straight into Koa—her sworn enemy in her past life and Lucien’s stepbrother—and discovers he’s her true mate in Sansa’s body. Now, Chelly must survive possessive Alphas, resist a mate she once hated, and navigate a world that treats omegas as nothing but slaves. Because this time, power isn’t something she’s born with. She must fight to claim her power and refuse to be anyone’s possession. All while trying to control a fate that clearly enjoys watching her struggle.

On her half-sister's wedding day, Fia's world shatters. Hazel, the bride, has allegedly eloped with Fia's fated mate, and over the phone he rejects her without mercy. With the Alpha groom ready to unleash war on her pack, and spurred on by her stepmother's pleas, Fia makes a desperate choice; she takes Hazel's place at the altar. But the marriage is nothing more than a cruel setup. Betrayed by her family and accused of stealing her sister's happiness, Fia becomes the perfect target for Alpha Cian's wrath. Humiliated and furious, he vows to keep her as his mate not out of love, but revenge. He swears he will break her, torment her, and make her pay until the end of time. What neither of them expects is that hate can twist, burn, and evolve into something far more dangerous. Between lies, betrayal, and a growing bond neither wants to acknowledge, Fia and Cian are bound to discover that the thin line between hate and love is meant to be crossed.

His own face turned into his greatest enemy. He wasn't living - he was waiting for his end. Joo Won was nothing more than a player in his own life, forced to perform the role of a perfect heir in a world built on lies. Every move had to be flawless, because one mistake could destroy the only person who ever mattered - his other half. His body is covered in scars, but none cut deeper than the one left by a goodbye that never came. All he has left is a faded photograph - two boys smiling in the orphanage garden, unaware that fate was already writing their tragedy. Now, even as a powerful chaebol heir, Joo Won lives like a prisoner in his own empire, counting down his days in silence. Will he die without finding the boy who was once his world? Or will his gilded cage become the stage for his final rebellion? A dark thriller romance about identity, power, and the haunting bond between two souls torn apart by fate. Small note: I am a big fan of, video games, astronomy and ghost stories, so the story includes many references to them. If you find any reference that you cannot make sense of, please google it for clarification. For example, you'll see "Alpha Centauri" recurring in the story- it is a constellation of 3 stars- 2 big and 1 dwarf. This is my debut work, and I would appreciate constructive criticism.

She stopped to admire the vineyard smiling sheepishly. She was enjoying her secret visit to Dante's den a little too much reminding herself that she had to leave immediately. She suddenly did not feel like seeing him anymore as his warning sounds rang in her ears. "I must be crazy to have come in here" She shook her head in disbelief. "Isn't this considered as voluntarily entering into the lion's den?"  "You are self aware, what should your punishment be?" a familiar voice said from behind. She looked back in time to see Dante glaring at her. Her attempt to keep calm failed as she let out a loud scream. She jumped in an attempt to flee from him and run back to the safety of her room. Dante grabbed her arm and pulled her close to him , his arm pressing down on her neck. "You are so daring, exactly how I like them" he laughed. His laughter sounded like thunderclaps, she shivered under the weight of his arm around her neck. She might choke to death if he does not let her go. She had been willing to die but not like this.  "I'm sorry" she managed to say. "No you're not" he yelled " I warned you. You dared me".