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He saved me from a bullet I never needed saving from—and now he thinks I belong to him. Dante Moretti is everything the rumors say: ruthless, powerful, and untouchable. As the Don of one of Sicily’s oldest crime families, he commands empires with a glance and destroys enemies without hesitation. When he pulls me from the wreckage of an ambush meant for him, he sees a frightened woman in need of protection. He doesn’t see the assassin I was trained to be. For fifteen years, I’ve been a ghost—no name, no past, no attachments. The Covenant made sure of that when they took me at twelve and molded me into their perfect weapon. Now they’ve given me one final assignment: kill Dante Moretti. Complete it, and I’m free. Fail, and I’m dead. The plan is simple: play the damsel, earn his trust, and strike when his guard is down. But nothing about Dante is simple. He’s not the monster I expected. He plays Chopin at midnight, fights to end the cycle of violence that destroyed his family, and looks at me like I’m something precious instead of the poison I really am. Every day in his world, the lies get harder to maintain. Every night in his arms, I forget why I came. And when he whispers that he’s falling for me, I realize I’m falling too—for a man I’m supposed to kill. But The Covenant doesn’t forgive betrayal. My mentor, the only mother I’ve ever known, has her own vendetta against Dante—one that spans decades and demands blood. When the truth comes out and the masks fall away, I’ll have to choose between the only life I’ve ever known and a love that could destroy us both. In a world where loyalty is currency and love is weakness, how do you choose between duty and desire? Between the weapon you were made to be and the woman you’re desperate to become? Some loves are worth dying for. But this one might require me to live. Perfect for fans of: Natasha Knight, Danielle Lori, and Bella Di Corte Tropes: Assassin x Target • Forbidden Love • Forced Proximity • Grumpy/Sunshine • Betrayal • Second Chances • Mafia Romance

‘It is far more important what is inside you than what is inside the wand.’ Without destiny. Without magic. Without memory. Without even a name… Who do you remain when everything else disappears? This is a story about someone learning that memories can be altered, destinies rewritten, and magic lost — but the core always finds its way back. A story about choosing oneself in any reality. A transformative, multiverse-based work inspired by the world of Harry Potter — without canon compliance, classic ships, or a light fanfic tone, where familiar scenes and relationships return in altered, mirrored forms. Content Warning: This work contains one explicit, consensual adult scene. It is not romanticised or written as fan-service; the scene functions purely within the psychological and thematic arc of the story. Readers seeking erotic content should be aware that this is not that kind of narrative.

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.

With the Grey Knights teleporting in to purge everything in sight, Cyril makes the most suicidal gamble of his life. He picks up a dead Inquisitor’s rosette… and pretends to be him. Long Synopsis- In the grim darkness of the 41st millennium, mortals are expendable… and Cyril Francis is very hard to kill. Once a second-rate stage magician on Old Earth, he awakens in the body of a lowly hive mortician on Antioch, a world already rotting from Chaos within. His only plan is simple: survive long enough to escape. Then the governor’s daughter explodes into a Slaanesh daemon. With the Grey Knights teleporting in to purge everything in sight, Cyril makes the most suicidal gamble of his life. He picks up a dead Inquisitor’s rosette… and pretends to be him. The Emperor’s Mask System activates. As long as his act is flawless, his lies gain weight. As long as his authority sounds absolute, Space Marines will obey. As long as no one sees through him… he lives. But Antioch Hive is already crawling with cults, conspiracies, and watching eyes. The real Inquisition is coming, the rot runs deeper than one daemon, and Cyril is now standing at the center of it all. In Warhammer 40,000, bluffing a daemon is dangerous. Bluffing the Imperium is suicide. -- This is a translation, but don't worry—I'm here to test the poison and remove all the toxins I can, making this a very good story.

To everyone in the Full Moon Pack, Hailee Stones was just an omega, the quiet daughter of the pack house cook. No one ever guessed she was more than that. As an omega, she was often overlooked, belittled, and disrespected, especially by Nathan, the Alpha’s son. He always singled her out, teasing and tormenting her in ways she couldn’t understand. Why did he bother to notice someone like her at all? Everything began to change when Callum, the Alpha heir of the Nightshade Pack, transferred to Moonridge Academy to finish his final year. The school was located in Full Moon Pack territory, and Hailee was surprisingly chosen to be his guide. But they weren’t the only ones to cross paths. Nathan's cousin, Dane, the charming and mysterious Beta heir of the Snowmoon Pack, known for always getting what he wanted, also took a sudden interest in her. Dane, who had never glanced twice at an omega before, seemed drawn to the fiery girl who refused to bow her head. Things escalated quickly. Soon, all three young heirs, Nathan, Callum, and Dane, were fighting for her attention. The tension between them grew unbearable, and Hailee was caught in the middle, torn and confused by her feelings for each of them. Then, just a week before her eighteenth birthday, everything changed. Hailee slept with all three of them… on the very same day. And the very next morning, she vanished without a trace. Ten years later, Hailee returned to the Full Moon Pack. But she wasn’t alone. She came back with three boys, triplets, each bearing a startling resemblance to one of the men she had left behind. Now Nathan, Callum, and Dane each claim that at least one of the boys is their son, if not all three. As for Hailee? She has no idea who the true father or fathers are. Book Two is out!! Title: The Alpha Behind The Mask

The last of the Alvera helares. That’s who she was, even though her family name faded into history. Athenis, a girl believed to have SSS-rank potential, lived quietly in a world with a purpose to live quietly in the shadows. It all started with a simple suggestion from her closest friend: “Let’s enter the Royal Academy. Let’s build a future worthy of us.” What should have been a simple goal, passing the entrance exams, turned into something far from ordinary. During their training, as sweat and determination filled their days, a strange, sparkling plant appeared in the academy grounds. Its beauty was breathtaking, yet unsettling. From that moment on, the world around them changed. Secrets that had long been buried surfaced, and Athenis's quiet life fell apart. Power, danger, and destiny awaited them, and it all began with that single bloom.

Set in late medieval England, 1457, thirteen-year-old Roald dreams of crafting steam-powered water vessels far beyond his village’s imagination. His world changes forever when a man in a strange mechanical cart—who calls himself a boatmaker—arrives and takes Roald as his apprentice, bringing him to the distant kingdom of Dillaclor. But Dillaclor is not the kingdom the boatmaker remembers. Beneath its altered streets and shifting loyalties, a hidden figure pulls the strings of power. As Roald is drawn deeper into court politics, dangerous alliances, and mechanical innovation, he must decide what kind of craftsman—and what kind of man—he will become before the kingdom is quietly dismantled from within.

“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.

In a world where the chosen bear Divine Scars glowing outlines channeling infinite power leaked by Singular Beings humans forge abilities from that endless divine energy. One outline: Lightlinger. Two: Lightrozer. Their strength is bound to one or two domains, dictated by which Divine's energy flows through their scar. However, some only have an outline, with no scar. But the world is never fair. Those not chosen, driven by envy, turn to a darker path. They become Darkens killing and absorbing finite souls through cursed artifacts called Ghost Vaults. Unlike the limited Lights, Darkens craft unpredictable, often fatal abilities from stolen life essence. Souls are finite, and the hunt never ends. The vastness of existence holds boredom in some corners… and alongside it, curiosity guiding everything. Age of Layers dives into the hearts of broken souls where guilt never fades, promises warp lives, and fragile bonds are the only defiance against an indifferent cosmos. It asks one question: What are humans? discord : https://discord.gg/en2dc34UR

​[DARK PSYCHOLOGICAL BL THRILLER / OBSESSION] Are you trying to destroy me, Yuyan?" The golden boy’s voice wasn't filled with fear, but a dark, breathless fascination. ""You made a monster. Now you have to live with him," Yuyan smiled, his beautiful face perfectly crafted for this very moment. Seven years ago, Xu Zhifan—the Nation's Heartthrob—staged a deadly fire just to win a sick bet. He wanted to see if the boy who loved him would walk into the flames to save him. The boy did. He thought the boy died in the ashes. He was wrong. Lin Yuyan survived. He built a new face from the ruins of the old one, spending seven years sculpting himself into exactly what Xu Zhifan finds beautiful. Now, Yuyan has returned with a singular, terrifying goal: To dismantle Zhifan's perfect life piece by piece. Career . Freedom. Sanity. Yuyan controls the narrative, the leaks, the slow erosion of a golden reputation. He is patient in the way only people who have lost everything can be. He expects the golden boy to break. He expects him to beg. But as the trap finally snaps shut, Yuyan realizes a terrifying truth: Zhifan isn't breaking. He's fascinated. And the monster Yuyan came back to destroy might just fall in love with the cage.

WARNING: R18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT Dark themes | Group scenes | Knotting | Blood-play | Breeding | Obsessive love ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ They called my hybrid blood a curse. On my twenty-first birthday, my heat proved them right. Captured. Auctioned. Sold to four alphas who called me hybrid filth before they couldn't stay away. Kael. The brutal Alpha King who wants to breed me. Riven. The mind-link master already living in my head. Draven. The vampire-hybrid who craves my blood more than my body. Thorne. The feral rogue who wants to chase me under the full moon. They rejected me. Then claimed me. Now they'll burn the world to keep me. There's just one problem. I'm the Hybrid Queen the prophecy warned them about. And I'm done being prey. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Updates: Daily Heat Level high.

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.

"A high-born lady in a golden cage and a nameless wanderer... A love built on a foundation of lies. She offered him mercy, but in return, he gave her a passion she had never known. Beneath his ragged exterior lies the one man she should never have let into her heart.”

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.

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.

The night Selene turns ten, her world burns. Her family is slaughtered under the Alpha King’s banner. Her pack is erased from history. Her little sister dies screaming in the garden they once played in. And on Selene’s forehead, a mark appears. The Crimson Crescent. The symbol of a prophecy powerful enough to terrify kings. Hunted, orphaned, and forced into hiding, Selene grows up in the shadows with only grief, rage, and a vow carved into her bones. She will survive. She will return. And she will make the man responsible pay in blood. Eight years later, Selene infiltrates the royal castle as a servant, hiding her identity behind a false name and lowered eyes. Every day she walks the halls of power. Every night she sharpens her hatred. The Alpha King is closer than ever. Close enough to kill. But the monster she prepared herself to face is not the man she finds. As secrets unravel and the truth behind the massacre begins to surface, Selene is trapped between vengeance and something far more dangerous. Desire. Loyalty. Choice. Because the prophecy was never about destruction alone. It was about a queen rising from ashes. And deciding who deserves to burn.

Lian had one simple mission. Infiltrate the enemy's home and collect information. But one particular murder attempt and a wrong hit on the head later, he wakes up in the home of the ruthless mafia boss, Leonardo Vasilii, with a headache, a debt contract and absolutely no memory of how he even got here. All he has is a buggy digital note telling him he's supposed to get close to the said dangerous man. Now Lian's stuck working for the same man to pay off the debt he doesn't remember. From cleaning floors, arranging spreadsheets to questionable things he'd rather not talk about in public. Everyone knows Leonardo is very particular about things he owns. Be it a one cent pen or a wide eyed, soft skinned, innocent corporate slave he bought off from the debtors for ‘manual labor’. It's all fun and games. As long as the truth remains hidden. Until the spy remembers why he really fell into the clutches of this dangerous man with an indeclinable face card. But one thing's for sure. Lian’s not getting out of this unscathed. Not when the man with no moral swears claim over every last cell of his being. *** Confused Spy X Possessive Mafia

[Mature 18+] Synopsis— A century ago, the Black Dragon King Zeradros possessed the power to grant any wish in exchange for a human life. As rulers and nobles sacrificed the innocent to fulfill their desires, the world fell into fear and cruelty. To stop the endless bloodshed, King Aldric Therald of Velmoria made the ultimate sacrifice, sealing the Dragon King away at the cost of his own life. Since then, the Therald bloodline has carried the sacred duty of guarding the seal. Hundred years later, that burden rests upon Emperor Eyan Lucien Therald. Feared for his ruthlessness and bound by duty, Eyan lives a life defined by control and emotional isolation. He believes love is a weakness he cannot afford—until he meets Eva Elvaris. Eva, a noblewoman marked by a painful past and emotional scars, has lived her life believing she is undeserving of love. When she meets Kyel, a gentle and kind man, she begins to experience warmth, safety, and happiness for the first time. Unbeknownst to her, Kyel carries secrets that connect him to a fate far greater and more dangerous than she could ever imagine. As political tensions rise and hidden forces begin to move, Eva becomes entangled in a conflict surrounding the sealed Dragon King. Ancient duties, buried truths, and impossible choices threaten to destroy the fragile peace they have found. Bound by love, sacrifice, and destiny, Eva and Eyan must confront the weight of their pasts and the cost of protecting each other. But in a world where every wish demands a price, their love may require more than either of them is prepared to give. Oops, I Married The Emperor is a dark romantic fantasy exploring identity, sacrifice, and the enduring strength of love in the face of fate.