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“One day I will kill you.” “Then I’ll die a happy man,” he says softly against her ear. She came to kill the mafia king. He made her his queen. Raven Caruso, the Caruso family's most feared assassin, was sent on a mission that should have been impossible: assassinate Vincent De Luca, the king of the underworld. But Vincent was waiting for her. Now bound by a dangerous marriage that shocks the Obsidian Council, Raven must navigate a world of power, blood, and betrayal while living beside the man she once tried to kill. The only problem? Vincent De Luca might be far more dangerous than she ever imagined. And he seems far too interested in his deadly new wife. Note: Contains R18+ and themes not appropriate for young audiences. Reader's discretion is advised.

I'm just your ordinary girl, except for the fact that I can see spirits. I have known my whole life, and I've been hidding my secret all along. What I didn't know was that apparently I could also break powerful old seals and bring spirits back to life. Interesting, right? Wrong. I have messed up big time and brought back one of the worst demons ever and as if that wasn't enough now all the other demons are beginning to awake and I'm still the pariah that must hide her secret. How could my life get any better? Wait for it...... It gets worse.

Hi guys. So, I have started an amnse fan fiction book earlier. But got blocked due to some reasons. I'm reposting every chater. It starts from book 1 itself. This is just a fanfic. I didn't copy from any book. This contains my own ideas. Please comment, whether it is good or bad. Negative comments make me improve. I hope you guys like it ❤. I can't post daily. but I will try my level best. At starting this maybe confusing but it will make sense as you read. I wanna keep it a bit mysterious. I hope you like it. ~Darkie

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ Only. Heavy Smuts, knotting, possessive themes, and dub-con.] “I knotted you thrice today, little liar. Tell me… is the game still worth it?” In the pro leagues, Omegas aren't allowed to play. But Kayden Vale entered the hockey world anyway, pretending to be an Alpha. Living on suppressants, he has one goal: Win the Cup. But he also has one massive problem: Rhys Calder. Rhys Calder is the Alpha Captain of the Nothern Avalanche. He hates Kayden for being "too pretty" for the ice. The world sees them as two Alphas always at each other’s throats, but they don’t see what happens when the lights go out. Behind locked doors, their hate turns into a different kind of heat. It was supposed to be simple: Teammates on ice, fuck buddies in the bedroom. No feelings. No strings attached. Rhys thought he was with a cocky Alpha. Then he found out the truth. Instead of turning Kayden in, he claimed him. What started as a physical release has twisted into dark obsession. Enemies to rivals-with-benefits to something far more dangerous: love. What happens when the world discovers its forbidden secret? VOL 1: The Omega who pretends to be an Alpha #BL #Omegaverse #SportsRomance #RivalsToLovers #SecretIdentity #PossessiveAlpha #Smut #Hockey #ForcedProximity #EnemiesWithBenefits#Mpreg#Erotica

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Luna Harristone brought a blade to the Lycan King’s ball. For his heart. The pack’s wofless outcast. Rejected by her alpha’s mate. Ridiculed for 3years. She should have fled when King Draven claimed her as his bride before the entire pack. Instead, she walked into King Draven Iravnov’s welcome ball with silver hair, amber eyes, and a dagger strapped to her thigh. Because the Alpha of Alphas isn’t just the king who burns packs for sport. He’s the man from her nightmares. The one with red eyes who’s haunted her since she was five. The one she swears murdered her parents. King Draven Iravnov has been searching for 400 years. Not for a bride. For a ghost. Then Luna appears. And he smiles. “Finally.” He is not cruel. He is precise. “You have three breaths to become useful.” “I do not collect debts from strangers.” “You sold me false dawn. So I will give you real onesies until you understand the difference.” He doesn’t rage. He calculates. He doesn’t forgive. He educates. Men count sunrises until they break. Lords learn time is a currency only he spends. And Luna? He looks at her like he’s known her for centuries. Like he’s waited. “I wasn’t done with you,”he murmurs. “My sweet Adeline.” Problem is, Luna doesn’t know Adeline. She doesn’t remember him. She only knows the blade under her gown, the mate who rejected her, and the king who calls murder “administrative work.” Two girls fit the prophecy. Only one walks away. He chose last night. But he won’t say who. And Luna’s about to learn why her soul flinches when he says “Mine.” Will she remember why she loved him before she buries the blade? Or will she become another name in his ledger? *_**_**_* WARNING TRIGGER: MATURE CONTENT. NO RAPE! *#Slowburn #Morally Grey ML #Reincarnation #Prophecy #DarkRomance #Revenge #R18 #Angst Author’s POV: Regency balls, 400-year-old prophecies, and a king who treats torture like afternoon tea. If you like your MLs cold, your FLs with knives, and your romance measured in body counts, welcome to the court. _I promise you’ll check for blades under your own dress._ (;..^~^.;) *_**_**_* *Connect with me:* Discord: Mimidaniels_ Facebook: Author Mimidaniels Instagram: Writer Mimidaniels_ ---

Remesis, the youngest daughter of the Grand Duke, never knew her family's love. At eight years old, she was cast out to the North like a useless thing and forced to become the wife of a woman the entire empire feared — the deposed crown princess, the Mad Mistress of the North. But Remesis did not break. She decided to turn her cage into a weapon. She struck a deal with the one everyone called obsessed: "You will help me destroy my family. I will help you reclaim your throne. And afterward, we will divorce. No strings attached. No feelings." A simple plan. Cruel. Perfect. But Remesis forgot one important detail. Her wife was not merely mad. She was far more dangerous. "Am I to understand that you intend to cast me aside after using me?" At some point, revenge ceased to be her only goal. And now Remesis must come to understand: what if the most dangerous game of all is playing with her own heart?

[+18| Adult Content | Dark | Erotic Mafia Romance] In Central City, everyone knows the name Marcone. It’s a name whispered in fear, a name synonymous with blood, shadows, and an empire built on the broken bones of anyone who dared to cross them. Adrian Grayson is a ghost. A widower frozen in three years of grief, he lives for his art and nothing else. He doesn't care about the city's monsters, until he accidentally crashes into the most dangerous one of all. Twice in one night, the cold, lethal Matteo Marcone saves Adrian’s life. Adrian hates to owe anyone, especially a devil. But when he asks how to settle the debt, the answer isn't money or blood. "Climb into my bed if you want to repay me," Matteo rumbles. "Or remain forever in my debt." Adrian is straight. He is a man of honor. But in a fortress of stone and iron, trapped by a man who refuses to let him go, Adrian realizes that the Devil doesn't just want his body, he wants to consume his very soul. Will Adrian pay the price, or will he discover that some debts can only be paid in skin? A/N: This story is entirely fictional. All characters, names, locations, and events are products of the author’s imagination. Any similarity to real people, living or deceased, or actual events is purely coincidental.

When a rising basketball star’s dreams are crushed by tragedy, Valerie Falls is forced to trade her jersey for a waitress apron, unaware that fate is about to hand her a deal that will change everything. A billionaire haunted by his past. A waitress desperate to save her future. An offer too tempting to refuse. But what starts off as a cold business arrangement soon ignites a connection neither of them can control. Desire turns to passion, and passion blurs the lines between love and danger. As secrets from the past creeps to the surface, Valerie finds herself caught between love, loyalty, and betrayal. Her best friend hides a dangerous envy. The man she’s falling for hides a darker truth. And one devastating revelation will turn her world upside down. In a storm of obsession, lies, and forbidden love only one question remains: Can love survive when the truth destroys everything it touches?

“You were never meant to live in this world… and yet, the mirror chose you.” Aralyn was a nobody. She was just an orphaned girl trying to survive in a cruel city, hiding from a past too painful to name, but everything changes the night she stumbles on a strange mirror lying in the middle of the street. The second she touches it, she's pulled into another realm—a world of magic, monsters, and secrets. Thrown into the prestigious Shadowvale Academy, a school where witches fly, spells burn through walls, and students are powerful enough to kill with a glance, Aralyn is the only one with no magic, no status, and no clue what she's doing. To make matters worse, her roommate is a lethal beauty who wants her dead, the teachers don’t trust her, and the students think she's a joke. Except… she’s not, not really. Because something is waking inside her, something ancient and something dangerous. And soon, the world will know that the powerless girl from nowhere? She’s the one the prophecies warned about. The chaos bringer, the storm, and the girl who will burn the world down… or save it. But becoming the most powerful witch in the realm comes with a price. Shadows follow her, secrets haunt her, and four impossibly powerful beings, all dangerous in their own right, seem drawn to her for reasons no one can explain. Allies? Lovers or enemies waiting to strike? One thing’s for sure: in a place like Shadowvale, trust is a luxury… and survival is almost impossible. "In Shadowvale, trust no one, love no one, and whatever you do—don’t underestimate the “crazy” witch." Warning: 18+ | Strong language | Violence | Dark themes | Smut | Reverse Harem | Possessive love interests | Extreme/Dark Magic | Mentally unstable characters | You’ve been warned.

"I told you not to touch her!" Adrian’s voice thundered through the air as his fist connected again, blood spraying. His jaw was clenched, his teeth grinding with rage. I grabbed at his arm, desperate. “Adrian, stop! Please, you’ll kill him!” But he didn’t hear me. His fury was deafening. "Today, I will kill you," he growled, raising his fist once more. “Adrian!” I cried, pulling harder. My hands trembled against the iron of his grip, but it was like trying to move a mountain. Finally, with a sharp jerk, he shoved the man aside and seized my wrist. His grip was unyielding, his eyes burning like embers. Without a word, he dragged me toward his car. I stumbled beside him, breathless. His silence was more terrifying than his rage. The car roared to life, and he slammed his foot on the accelerator. The world blurred past us, headlights slicing through the night. “Adrian—stop! We’ll die like this!” My voice cracked, every word trembling. “Please! Slow down!” His gaze snapped to me, dark and dangerous. For a long second, he didn’t speak. Then, finally, he loosened his grip on the wheel, easing the car just enough to stop my heart from shattering. "Are you insane?!" he burst out, voice raw. "I could have smashed your face against the glass!" His lips curled into a vicious sneer. "Why did you come between us?" His voice was low, deadly. “Because I had to!” I shouted, anger spilling out. “I won’t let you kill him!” “You think I care?” His voice dripped venom. “I want to kill him right now.” My words tangled in my throat. I had nothing left to fight him with—except one truth. “I won’t let him marry Tessy!” I screamed, chest heaving. His jaw clenched so tight I thought it might break. He didn’t reply. The silence was suffocating, broken only by the growl of the engine as we reached the hostel gates. I yanked the door open, ready to escape his fury. But before I could step out, his voice sliced through the night like a blade. "NEXT TIME—I WILL KILL HIM if he touches you again." His eyes locked onto mine, burning, unrelenting. His teeth were clenched, his whole body vibrating with rage. Adrian, a vampire, falls in love with Eira, a human—but tries to show that he hates her. But how long will he be able to hide his true feelings? Do you think this is what’s written in their destiny? And is their love strong enough to change their fate?

He called her plain to her face. She needed the money too badly to walk out. Ruby Brown has spent a year as Ethan moore's assistant. Invisible. Underpaid. Running his errands, absorbing his cruelty, surviving on office coffee and stolen muffins to pay for her sick aunt's care. He has never once said thank you. So when he sits her down, closes his door, and says he needs her, she braces for the worst. What he offers is somehow stranger. "I need a fiancée. You fit the profile. Move in, play the role, sign the contract. I'll pay you Ten thousand dollar monthly Until the contract expires, you get Twenty Thousand upfront." A fake engagement. His penthouse. His rules. Two people who can't stand each other, living under one roof, pretending to be in love. What could go wrong? Everything. Because Ethan didn't plan for the quiet moments between the performances. The mornings she hums in his kitchen. The night she calls him out on his cruelty and he doesn't fire back. The way Mateo Brooks looks at them both and says "She's good for you" and Ethan doesn't laugh. He signed a contract to use her. She signed one to survive. Neither of them signed up for this. Enemies don't fall in love. But apparently, nobody told them that.

​Liam grabbed my chin, forcing me to look into his piercing green eyes. ​"Why do you smell like my brother, Scarlett?" he demanded. ​My heart pounded against my ribs, but I stayed silent. My refusal to speak only fueled his anger. ​"I am your mate," he growled, his grip tightening. ​What he didn’t know was that he wasn’t the only one. I was mated to all three brothers—and none of them knew they were sharing me. ​Suddenly, a loud knock echoed through the room. ​"Liam? Are you in there?" ​It was Leo. ​Panic flashed across Liam’s face. He looked at the door, then back at me. He couldn't let his brother see me like this—half-naked and pressed against the wall. He grabbed my arm and shoved me into the bathroom. Before I could say a word, he turned the shower on full blast to drown out any sound I might make. BLURB I am fated to three men who want me dead. ​To the pack, I am the Rogue’s daughter. To Liam, Leon, and Leo, I am a mistake that should never have existed. The day I discovered I was the fated mate of all three brothers, I realized it wasn’t a blessing. It was a death sentence. ​They hate me. They believe my parents betrayed the pack and killed their mother, our Luna, and the shame of being tied to me burns their pride. None of them know the others share the same bond, and each one secretly plans to reject me and erase the connection forever. ​So I begged for time. Three months to strengthen my wolf so I can survive the pain of a triple rejection without dying. They agreed. ​But as the days pass, the hatred begins to warp into something darker—and far more possessive. ​"I was the first to kiss her," Liam brags. "I took her virginity," Leo yells out loudly. "She will love me first," Leon responds angrily. ​I roll her eyes and stomps my foot, my heart breaking even as my blood thrums with their possession. "I hate you! All of you!!" ​The secret is finally out. All three brothers know I belong to them. But instead of rejecting me and ending my misery... they refuse to share me. ​How do I survive three Alphas who would rather tear the pack apart than let another brother touch what is theirs? Especially when a dark prophecy is prophesied against the bond. ​Note: This is Book Two of Fated to Not Just One but Three. It can be read as a standalone, as it follows the story of their sons. ​PS: Three chapters are updated daily.

When the doctor tells Erica Jones she has ninety days before she loses her eyesight, her entire world comes crashing down. At that moment, she wishes the world would slow down long enough for her to see everything one last time. Unfortunately, her bank account says otherwise. After spending most of her life working to support her financially draining mother and coping with a mentally exhausting boss for the pay, Erica finally decides to resign and spend whatever time she has left actually living. But quitting Andrew Simon was never going to be that easy. Feared by employees and worshipped by investors, Andrew Simon is the cold-hearted billionaire behind one of the biggest companies in the country. A man who built his empire with blood, sweat, and lies. And somehow, Erica ends up tangled deeper in his world than ever before. The deal was simple: Stay until the company’s biggest project launches, and walk away with one million dollars. Enough money for treatment. Enough for healthcare. Enough to survive after the darkness comes. It was too good to refuse. Even if working beside Andrew Simon feels like standing too close to a fire capable of burning her alive. Erica tells herself she can survive anything for ninety days. The pressure. The secrets. The dangerous man slowly pulling her closer with every passing moment. What she never expected was falling in love with the devil who ruined lives for a living. The deeper Erica falls into Andrew Simon’s world, the more she realizes powerful men are willing to kill to protect what they built. And as the countdown to her blindness begins, Erica realizes her eyesight may not be the only thing she is about to lose. Because loving Andrew Simon might cost her life too.

On the night of her fifth wedding anniversary, Seraphina Vale dies watching her husband smile over a glass of champagne he knows she will never finish. When she opens her eyes again, she is standing in her childhood bedroom, staring at her untouched wedding gown. It is the day before she marries Adrian Hawthorne, the charming billionaire who will one day steal her family’s company, ruin her father’s legacy, and leave her bleeding on a marble staircase while his mistress calls it an accident. This time, Seraphina does not walk down the aisle. Instead, she signs a contract marriage with Adrian’s greatest rival Lucien Ashford, the ruthless CEO who was destroyed and bankrupted by Adrian in her previous life. Lucien wants revenge, Seraphina wants justice, and their marriage is supposed to be a transaction but as she guides him through corporate traps she already remembers, and he shields her from dangers she once faced alone, cold calculation begins to feel dangerously close to devotion. Meanwhile, Adrian is unraveling. The woman who once loved him without question now looks at him like he is already a ghost, and he cannot understand why losing her feels like losing something he never knew was irreplaceable.

At Twenty-three, Scarlett Bellingham signs a ten-year contract with London’s most powerful billionaire, Jude Maguire. To the world she is the perfect wife; elegant, fashionable, composed and untouchable. But behind closed doors, their marriage is just an agreement on paper. Scarlett keeps her end of the deal smoothly even when she unexpectedly gets pregnant. She refuses to let motherhood weaken the life she has spent years building being Mrs Maguire. As the contract comes close to its expiration date then Micheal Gerard, a rival CEO who likes Scarlett shows up. Scarlett then finds herself at the center of a dangerous game as her carefully constructed world starts to crumble . Jealousy from a love interest develops. Hatred and betrayal from family surfaces but the truth is far more dangerous than anyone could imagine it to be. When the truth is finally exposed , Jude is forced to choose between the empire he controls and the woman he never intended to love. But Scarlett doesn't wait for him to choose as she walks away. Leaving behind the man who finally learned how to love and the children she calls nothing but a contract bonus. But she returns and this time not for survival but to destroy everything and take control.

Cancer stole Ahcehera's future, leaving her with only one escape, reading her favorite novel during the final days of her life. Among all its characters, there was one she could never forget: the villainess princess. Condemned by the world, betrayed by those she loved, and sacrificed for the protagonists' happy ending, the princess was destined to die without anyone ever understanding her. When Ahcehera opens her eyes after death, she finds herself inside the very novel she once cherished. As the villainess princess. Armed with knowledge of the future, she refuses to accept the tragic fate awaiting her. If the original story demands her death, she will rewrite the story itself. But changing destiny comes at a price. The heroes are not as righteous as they seemed. The villains are not the true monsters. And the world she believed was fiction hides secrets that were never written on its pages. Caught between political conspiracies, interstellar wars, ancient powers, and a mysterious werewolf prince whose existence threatens everything she knows, Ahcehera must decide whether to follow the story she remembers, or forge an entirely new future. Because this time, the villainess princess will not be remembered as a stepping stone in someone else's tale. She will become the one who changes it.

To stop a war, Lexa Bourbon is offered as a tribute bride to the infamous Mad King, Alaric Kingsley. The cursed king whose brides never survive. The monster Lexa believes murdered her mother. And the man she swore to kill. But on their wedding night, her assassination fails. When Lexa awakens after a near-fatal fall, her memories are gone… or so everyone believes. Still legally bound as the king’s wife, Lexa is stripped of her title and cast into the abandoned palace, a cursed place feared even within Antares. Surrounded by enemies, watched by the Queen Mother, and trapped beside a possessive king who refuses to let her go, Lexa quickly realizes survival inside the palace is far deadlier than war itself. “You tried to kill me,” Alaric murmured against her lips. “Did you really think I’d let you escape me so easily?” As buried memories slowly resurface, Lexa begins uncovering terrifying truths about her mother’s death, the king’s curse, and the darkness growing inside the Mad King himself. Because in Antares, becoming the king’s bride is easy. Surviving him is not. ****************** Important Note: Chapters inside this book are for Pilot Read only. You can follow and read the full story & updates by becoming a patron at my Patreon account. Link follows: www.patreon.com/eustoma_reyna ***** contact me, your Author, at: Discord Link: https://discord.gg/PNGkTUy twitter: @EUSTOMA_reyna instagram: eustoma_reyna Facebook Page: @eustoma.reyna see all my works at: https://linktr.ee/eustoma_reyna

Kira has spent her life believing she's cursed - a wolfless embarrassment her father barely tolerates. But when she's forced into a contract marriage with the cold and terrifying Lycan King, she learns the truth is far more deadly. *** Derek Wolfe didn't ask for a wife, just a womb for his heir. Emotionless, merciless, and built entirely from brooding muscle and trauma, the Lycan King intends to use her, then send her back where she came from. But when an assassination attempt exposes the lies surrounding her birth, he realises he's married something far more dangerous than a powerless girl. P.S: This is a slow-burn love story.