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Undressed By The Mafia God

Warning: Heavy sexual content and a fucked up male lead. Throw morally grey out the window. Excerpt: "Do you trust me?" His hand drifted to her neck. If he had asked her to walk into the fire with him right then, to tumble willingly into chaos, she would have said yes without hesitation. Her entire body shivered as she nodded, heart hammering, her pulse a wild drum against her ribs. "Always use your words, Bambola. Do you trust me?" he asked again. "Yes…yes…" Her back arched against him instinctively, skin flushed and glistening, every nerve screaming, every muscle taut and alive. Luca's other hand tightened at her neck, squeezing until she gasped for breath. The sensation was exquisite and terrifying, every nerve ending alight as he manipulated the fine line between restriction and pleasure. Vee squeezed her eyes shut, nails digging into his arm as she clung to him, her breath rattling in her chest. He sensed her reaching the edge and drove her closer, the hand at her neck tightening harder. "Luc…" she choked out, a fragmented plea that shattered as her body convulsed, releasing a hot, desperate wave against his fingers and the rug beneath them. Synopsis: She insulted the devil. He decided to own her. Veronica Scalese walks into New York’s elite club, ‘Commissioned’ by accident—and mouths off to the wrong man; Luciano Genovese popularly known as ‘The Devil’. He grants favours but gets your soul in return. When Luca comes to collect a debt from her father, the payment demanded is flesh. Veronica becomes both Luca’s weakness and his obsession. He burns his empire to the ground to keep her. Undressed by the Mafia God is a mafia romance story where power is foreplay, love is a liability, and the most terrifying thing a god can do… is fall. From the author that brought you: 1. Defying The Rogue Alpha 2. The Vampire's Luna 3. Undressed By His Arrogance
JoyceOrtsen · 666.1k Views

He Became A Monstrous Genius After Obtaining A Time Dilation Artifact

Kailen Darkhaven had a simple, happy life growing up. But when a sudden misfortune claimed the lives of his parents two years ago, his entire world collapsed. His heart broke, his grades plummeted, and worst of all, on his sixteenth birthday—his final chance at hope—he failed to become an Awakener. By his seventeenth birthday, hungry, exhausted, and alone, Kailen collapsed in an alleyway, regretting how pitiful his life had been. As he drifted toward what he believed was death’s embrace… something impossible happened. Instead of dying, he awakened bound to a mysterious artifact—an object of overwhelming, incomprehensible power that defied every known law of the universe. For the first time since losing everything, a spark lit within him. With this second opportunity, Kailen vows to never be weak again. In a world where strength determines identity, status, and survival, he will rise above every boundary placed upon him. He will shatter every perception of strength. He will seize control of his fate. He will climb until he stands at the absolute Pinnacle of the universe! --- Tags: #Psychological #Interstellar( with advanced technology) #Unrivaled #ExtremelyFastPaced #UndeadArmy #NoHarem #RuthlessMC #Urban #Apocalypse #Mythical creatures( elves, vampires, witches, dwarves etc) #IntelligentMC(High IQ, deductive , strategic, high functioning psychopath) Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real names, places, or events is coincidental. This is an extremely fast-paced novel, and the protagonist becomes absurdly overpowered. He is not the usual “hero complex” type. The villain and antihero tags are not for show. If you are looking for a “goody-two-shoes” protagonist, this novel is not for you. Kailen is a morally grey character. He makes decisions that those interested in hero complex protagonists may not find pleasant. Note for Readers (Please do not skip): Early on, Kailen awakens with a shadow affinity. Yes—it may remind you of popular works you've read… but this is only the beginning. As the story progresses, he will unlock and master multiple affinities. The shadow affinity is a nod to some of my favorite novels, but the journey, characters, and world are entirely my own. Join the Community: Care to interact with me and other readers? Help with things such as character art, fandom wiki, OSTs, and more? Join our Discord: https://discord.gg/d5yf4sgb3y Credit to Nortex for the amazing revamp on the discord server
theartisan3 · 1m Views

I Built A Guild of Monsters To Babysit My Daughter

The God of Death has made a return, not to dominate the world, but to change a diaper. Raiking, once the supreme cultivator capable of obliterating civilizations with a mere thought, has emerged from years of isolation to discover that the only mortal he ever cherished is dead. She left behind only a final promise and an infant daughter named Faye. Confronted with the terrifying duty of raising a child and utterly at a loss for how to begin, Raiking seeks the guidance of his legendary Guild members: • ​Ezmelral: A sentient Divine Sword that tackles rocking the cradle with the precision of a military operation. • ​Libinea: A dethroned Phoenix Queen simply trying to manage the ensuing chaos. What mortals perceive as the onset of an apocalyptic conflict is, in fact, a god's frantic quest to obtain: Ordinary milk? No, my daughter deserves only the finest. The Heavens possess the best Celestial Milk? Then we must seize it. She needs a bed? There are whispers in the tavern about a dungeon, locked away for a thousand years, that is soon to be unsealed. Mortal sects are vying for the legendary artifact inside? How unfortunate for them. That Ice Bed is the only thing that can keep her comfortable, so I will claim it. Babies need toys? Then the Dwarven Kingdom must ensure their finest blacksmiths are on the job. Yet, beneath the humor lies a deeper narrative. Raiking’s actions send ripples through the world, drawing the attention of old foes, estranged allies, and a former wife who still believes that fragile human lives hold a significance he has long dismissed. As the child, Faye, grows, she becomes both anchor and enigma: evidence that even the God of Death might be transformed, not by fate, but by the quiet, ordinary moments he once considered trivial. --- This is a slice-of-life comedy about an overpowered dad who tackles parenting dilemmas with excessive force.
Roeyachi · 24.1k Views

Cultivation: I Signed in with the Talent of an Immortal at the Start

[Cultivation] + [Cautious/Steady Development] + [Keywords] + [Longevity] + [Sign-In] + [Fast-Paced] (New book launch! I am not the original author of this book, just translating. The original author is Ai Chi Gan Shao Hong Yu De Lou Ying) Han Xuanji transmigrated to a cultivation world and discovered that everyone in the cultivation realm is extremely competitive. For someone like him with no talent, no resources, and no background cultivation is incredibly difficult. Fortunately, he activated the Sign-In System. As long as he signs in at places filled with Dao resonance, he can receive all kinds of rewards. Signing in in front of the Patriarch’s statue, he obtained the keyword: [Talent of an Immortal]. [Talent of an Immortal]: A term used in the cultivation world to refer to those with top-tier talent. You possess immortal spiritual roots far superior to heavenly spiritual roots. You have full attribute compatibility and are suited to practice any cultivation method. Signing in at the Dao Transmission Stele, he obtained the keyword: [Extraordinary Comprehension]. Signing in at the Pill Refining Hall, he obtained a bottle of supreme-grade pills. Signing in at the Sect’s Treasury, he received a chest of supreme-grade spirit stones. While others bitterly cultivate and clash with demonic cultivators, Han Xuanji slacks off and checks in daily within the sect. All kinds of spiritual pills, divine weapons, and peerless techniques are at his fingertips. In short, Han Xuanji just lies low within the sect. As for going out to explore and adventure? Only fools would do that! P.S.: This is a "cautious cultivation" novel. The protagonist focuses on development and doesn’t act arrogant or slap faces.
Nyt_city · 1.2m Views

Return of Black Lotus system:Taming Cheating Male Leads

WARNING: ITS A 18+ BOOK Heena stretched on the warm sand, sipping coconut water. Finally, peace. No scheming heroines, no brooding male leads—just her and the ocean. “HEENA! MOTHER! I FOUND YOU!” Her eye twitched. Not now. Floating above the beach was a golden lion with sparkling wings. “System 547,” she said, gritting her teeth. “I’m on vacation.” “But the worlds are collapsing! Male leads are going crazy! Villainesses are dying! White lotus heroines are ruining everything!” “Not my problem.” “You’re the Black Lotus! Only you can fix this!” “Exactly why I deserve a vacation.” “No rules! Slap them, seduce them, team up with the villainess—anything!” Heena sipped her coconut. “If I say yes, triple points, rare items from every world, and six months vacation after.” “Done! Anything!” the lion shouted, tail wagging. Heena stood, brushing sand off. “Fine. Show me these broken male leads.” Her smirk was dangerous. . . . The portal threw Heena onto cold marble floors. Her head spun as чуж memories flooded in. Empress Celeste Ravencourt. Five husbands. A dying empire. “Great,” Heena muttered. “I’m the villain.” A tiny golden lion appeared beside her. “Welcome to World 12! You’re married to five powerful men who all hate you. They’re meeting tonight to poison you and crown the heroine instead.” “Let me guess,” Heena sighed. “White lotus?” “Lady Seraphina. Sweet, kind, system-backed. They’re all in love with her.” Heena rubbed her temples. The body was weak, starved, exhausted. No wonder Celeste died so easily. “Fine,” she said, pulling off the heavy jewelry. “That empress is dead. I’m not.” She chose a simple dark dress, tied her hair up, and met her reflection. The sadness vanished. Confidence took its place. At dinner, five men waited—cold, powerful, deadly handsome. Warriors, priests, generals, spies. Every one of them wanted her gone. Wine was poured into her glass. Poisoned. Obvious. They watched her closely. Heena lifted the glass, smiling lightly. “To new beginnings.” She drank it all. The silence cracked. Nothing happened. Their faces changed—shock, fear, disbelief. Heena leaned back, calm and smiling. “Now,” she said softly, “which one of you thought killing me would be that easy?”
K1ERA · 333.1k Views

The Stranger Behind My Orgasm

"You will cum when you earn it, slut," He spat, slapping my cunt again. "You absolute, depraved BASTARD, I was so close!" "That filthy mouth." He watched me writhe with cold burning satisfaction in those eyes and leaned closer to whisper. "It keeps mouthing off. Let's give that dirty, filthy mouth something to do." His hand fisted in my hair, letting go of my legs and dragged me off the bench to my knees. He was about to fuck me! ** ** ** ** ** ** Have you ever fucked a stranger in an airplane bathroom on Valentine's Day after having the worst day of your life? Yeah. Me neither. Until my boyfriend decided to give me the plot twist of the century on the most romantic day of the year—cheating on me with half of New York in our bed. So I threw caution to the wind and let a masked stranger bend me over in a cramped airplane bathroom and fuck me until I saw the stars. No faces. No names. Just the best orgasm of my life and a silent agreement we'd never see each other again. Except four weeks later, I'm starting fresh as Executive Assistant to Finnegan Wolfe — billionaire CEO, certified control freak, and the most infuriatingly gorgeous man I've ever had the misfortune of working for. And my new boss is the stranger who wrecked me. He just doesn't know it yet. Now I'm navigating a job I desperately need, a past I'm desperately hiding, and a man who makes me forget every reason I'm supposed to stay professional. The only question is — what happens when he finally remembers? This is a steamy office romance with secrets, lies, and enough sexual tension to melt your Kindle. EXPECT PROMISING ORGASMS AND INTENSE, RAW, HARDCORE, SMUTTY, DIRTY, NASTY SCENES. Rated 19. Here, your fantasies will come alive. PARTICIPATING IN WSA 2026 — I'M COUNTING ON YOUR SUPPORT!
MarcellaCross · 103k Views

Three Times Rejected: The Omega The Triplet Alphas Crave

“Get on your knees." My voice sliced through the room like a serrated knife. Ragnor didn’t hesitate. He sank to the cold stone floor, his knees hitting the ground with a heavy thud that synchronized perfectly with my beating heart. Ryker and Reign followed, their heads bowed, their Alpha pride crumbling at my feet. "We didn’t have a choice, Candace," Ryker groaned, his head bowed so low his forehead nearly touched the tops of my boots.  "Everything we do is a choice, Ryker," I whispered, leaning down. "Since you believed a lie over me, now show me,” I commanded, my voice dropping a lower octave. "Show me exactly how much you're willing to crawl to keep the mate you discarded." "Anything, Daisy," Ragnor choked out, his large, calloused hand reaching for my ankle. His touch sent a traitorous bolt of sparks through my skin, but I didn't budge. He pulled my foot closer, his heat seeping through the silk of my dress. He didn't just kiss it; he buried his face against my boot, breathing in my scent with a hot desperation. I looked down at the three most powerful men in the pack, all of them reduced to rubble before me, and I felt the tears burn behind my eyes. "It's a pity that’ll never be enough,” I said, my voice turning to ice.  "Then break us. Do whatever you have to do, just don't walk out that door. Don’t give up on us," Reign growled, looking up, his hazel eyes burning with lust. “We will burn in hell before we let that happen,” I forced a brittle, empty laugh. “Say hello to the devil, he’s no different than the beasts you’ve become after what you put me through,” I pushed Ragnor’s hands away, my touch merciless as I used my knee to shove the other two back.  "I’m done with you all. Go fuck your sweet Didi. I will get my release elsewhere,” I snapped, my voice coming out stronger than I expected especially with their bodies pressed against mine, and their lips sending tingles across my body.  I felt their eyes drilling holes into my back, hotter than a thousand lasers all at once as I strode out. I knew they were watching my retreat, but I didn't turn around to let them see the single, traitorous tear that had finally escaped my guard. I couldn't let them know how much their choices had truly cost me. I was the devil they’d made with each torment. And devils didn't cry. ~ Born the daughter of royalty, Candace Sinclair was once the noble daughter of the formidable Alpha of GraceSpring Pack until her perfect life became a nightmare in one single night. Labeled the offspring of a traitor, she was plunged into a miserable life of shame, scars and utter disgrace and condemned to serve as an omega slave among those who had once bowed to her. However the Moon Goddess wasn’t done with this queen. On the night of the full moon, Candace was rebonded to the beastly triplet Alphas—Alpha Ragnor, Alpha Reign and Alpha Ryker Pendragon, her sworn enemies. The triplets planned to reject her. They would have succeeded… if this wasn’t Candace’s last shot at being mated. Having survived three brutal, excruciating rejections, Candace seized control of her fate at the last minute, forcing them into a bond they never expected with her. That night, the triplets who once loathed her swore to make her life a living hell. But Candace doesn’t care—she will endure every torment if it means uncovering the conspiracy that destroyed her father and plundered her happy family into misery. But Fate is a bastard. Soon, this queen becomes the one obsession they can't escape. The one they crave so desperately they’ll lose their minds just to be buried inside her, until they lose themselves completely.  As cruel truths claw their way to light in this twisted game of love, betrayal, danger and passion, the Pendragon triplets start to see her for who she is—their queen. But Candace is done begging for scraps of their love. She is done being a weak toy in their twisted games. This queen wants them where they belong— groveling on their knees…forever?
MarcellaCross · 1.1k Views

Sold To The Cruel Prince

He claims she belongs to another man… but he looks at her like she’s already his. Aveline Willowgrave was born to wealth, dignity… and a future she would never live to claim. At ten years old, she watched her parents die. The years that followed were worse. Her uncle stole her inheritance, her home, and her freedom. And at last… he sold her. She was masked, chained, and priced like livestock before a room of hungry men. Just as the crowd surges forward to strip her bare, a single voice cuts through the auction… A bid so high it silences the entire hall. A knight from Greenvale. He does not save her. He buys her. And when he removes his helmet, Aveline’s breath catches. Theron. The quiet orphan boy she once mocked when her world was still soft and golden. Now, he stands before her, powerful, controlled… and impossible to read. He tells her she was never meant for him. She was purchased as a gift, for Prince Vaelor of Greenvale, the Crown Prince whispered to be as cruel as he is untouchable. Cornered between slavery and a fate worse than death, Aveline makes the only choice left to her. “Don’t give me to the prince,” she whispers. “Take me as your mistress instead.” But Theron did not return to her life by accident. He has his own reasons. His own secrets. And as Aveline is drawn into Greenvale’s glittering court, she begins to wonder... Why did he choose her? Why did he disappear days before her parents died? And why, when he looks at her now, does it feel less like hatred… and more like something far more dangerous?
Golda · 119.2k Views