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"Sold as a pawn to pay off his debts, just to forcefully become the cruel billionaire's wife" Elena Clark’s world turns when her father’s reckless debts catch up with him, and the man he owes, a cold-hearted billionaire named Justin Shawn comes to collect his money. With no other means to pay him back, her father offers her hand in marriage as a means of paying his debts. ‎ ‎Trapped into an unromantic contract marriage, Elena is forced into a public life with Justin, playing the role of the perfect billionaire’s wife doll.Outwardly, their relationship is famous for romance and the romantic actions being displayed on social media, but behind closed doors, it’s all a business contract, no love just hate for each other ‎ ‎Justin’s icy aura chills Elena to the core. She’s a die hard fan of romance believing in love but it all gets shattered when she was forcefully married to Justin. Justin is the very embodiment of everything she despises: ruthless, calculating, unkind, selfish, self-centered and doesn't love.. His reputation is tainted by rumors of being so cruel.Elena has heard whispers of his inability to love anyone, after his heart got broken by a girl he once dated. ‎ ‎As Elena struggles with the hate and thoughts of commiting suicide., she finds herself torn between her father’s betrayal, her own dreams of freedom, and the stupid contract that keeps her glued to Justin’s side. But underneath Justin’s cold mask lies a secret, one that could change everything if only Elena is brave enough to uncover it. ‎ ‎In a world where love feels like a mirage and trust is a tricky game, will Elena find a way to melt and get into Justin’s frozen heart, or will she accept the fate of being in a loveless marriage. ‎

I was just trying to survive my toxic family when I had the hottest one-night stand of my life. Then I found out he's my new stepbrother. And a mafia don. Demetrio DeLeon is dangerous, controlling, and completely off-limits. He's also the only man who's ever made me feel alive. Every stolen touch is forbidden. Every heated glance could destroy us both. But when his enemies come for me, I discover I'm not just some college dropout caught in the crossfire. I'm the missing daughter of the Russian Bratva's most feared pakhan. The girl whose kidnapping twenty years ago started a bloody war between two mafia empires. And now that war is back, with me at the center. Demetrio says he'll burn the world down before he lets me go. My biological brother Alexei wants to take me home to Russia. And I'm caught between two families, two worlds, and a love so consuming it might just kill us all. Some secrets are worth dying for. This one might cost me everything.

“I was his Luna, now I’m his ruin.” … I was the Goldbane heiress. Gideon Vexwood was the lowborn wolf I married for love. I thought we were building a kingdom; I didn’t realize he was building my coffin. In one night, my world shattered. A tragic accident claimed my father’s life and stole my unborn child, leaving my body permanently broken. With the Pack Council threatening to strip my title unless I produce an heir, I was forced into a desperate gamble. I trusted my husband. I trusted my loyal maid. Together, we struck a secret surrogate deal to save the Goldbane’s right to the Alpha seat. I thought it was our salvation. I didn't know it was a trap. While I drowned in grief, Gideon and his mistress were celebrating my downfall, manipulating the very contracts meant to save me to turn me into a servant in my own home. They called it strategy. I called it war. For seven years, I played the victim. I endured their cruelty, letting them think they’d won while I forged a secret alliance with the only man they truly fear: Jarek Ashthorne. The infamous Rogue King. A man who rules the underworld with an iron fist and holds a debt to my father that he has never forgotten. He was supposed to be my weapon of revenge. I didn't expect him to be my salvation. Now, as the secrets of that fatal night emerge, the long game is finally over. They took my child. They stole my life. Now, I’m coming for their crowns. ____ Jarek hauled me forward until my chest collided with the rigid planes of his torso. “You have no idea, Elowen. Everything about you... every tear you shed for a man who doesn't deserve you… It’s all my business.” I shivered, but I clamped down on the sensation instantly. “Get your hands off me! I know what you’re doing. I’ve heard the stories, Jarek. Stay away from my marriage, stay away from my pack. And you better stay away from my life!” Yet, he pressed his face into the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply. “Is that what you call it, Elowen? I call it a wake-up call. But if you’d rather go back to your ‘Alpha’ and pretend that the walls aren’t closing in, be my guest.”

***The story is still being updated. Slowly. I live in America and we are dealing with a lot in regards to civil unrest and ICE. I’ve been busy helping my neighbors. I do mass release when I update. *** Violet Velmont. A girl raised to be a princess is given away by her father to be bred by 5 lustful princes. Violet is determined to change the brothers, and refuses to back down. But the brothers have a long way to go. They're cruel and cold. With each brother having their own very distinct personalities, poor Violet will have her work cut out for her. With countless trials, they will all be tested. The worst part, just as things start getting good for her, her world crashes again and when a problem with wolf shifters arise, and it will cost her the person she loves most. Violet's whole world hangs in the balance. Can love save her? Can love conquer the princes? Or will loss break her? EX: He uses his body to push her towards the water and he rubs her again he presses the front half She was so surprised by how good this felt. How badly she wanted him to bite her. And just as she finished that thought he stuck his hands between her legs again, and then he bit her on the opposite side of Oliver's bite. The bite burned her core undoing her as he played with her clit with his fingers and then sliding them inside her. Holding her body hostage with his fangs and fingers she completely submitted to his whims. He could have whatever he wanted in that moment and she wouldn't complain a bit. Pulling his fingers out of her and sucking her juices off them he says "You really are the best thing I've ever tasted. And now I know why my brothers are struggling not to fuck you and are fighting over you. I don’t think we can wait until the full moon to start breaking you in." The Sequel/Spin Off is out now! "I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha"

An Alpha she can’t escape. A bond that is forbidden. And a baby she must save. ---------------------- It was insanity to abscond from Alpha Kalio. Absolute madness to kidnap his son. And a completely deranged behaviour to run straight into the human territory, hoping that a long aged sacred law would stop the Alpha from chasing her into the forbidden lands. Well, Idalia never claimed to be sane, so she did all that. Enraged, Alpha Kalio chased right after her to get back what was his. Idalia continued running, her plan not being to outrun him forever but to stall him till it was time for the prophecy. However, things quickly go south as she falls into the claws of a man who takes a possibly dangerous interest in her. Now she has more dangerous things to escape from and even far more life-threatening things to protect her son from. There was no way this could get even worse ….or so she thought. —— —— Begins with slow burn, survival and mystery. Not a love triangle. 50 power stones - 1 extra chapter 5 golden tickets - 1 extra chapter

Everyone says he is an iceberg, but only Maya Spencer knows he is a volcano, and moreover, a volcano that is passionately unlimited for her, an indulgently pampering volcano.

What happened the moment Yuri vanished from Drew’s house, blood staining his hands? Jay-jay’s world shatters into silence and guilt. Keifer burns with unspoken love and rage he can’t control. Section E’s unbreakable barkada starts cracking under secrets that refuse to stay buried. From midnight searches and heartbreaking confessions to kidnappings, comas, and betrayals that cut deeper than any knife — this is the extreme emotional storm fans have waited for. JayFer endgame. No forgiveness comes easy. No one escapes unscathed. Fan continuation after Chapter 386 (Checkmate). Inspired by eatmore2behappy’s original. Not official. Heavy angst → heart-wrenching comfort → ultimate healing. Buckle up.

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

Only those who mean to ruin her can see her at all. Survival is Mira Castillo’s only plan. Getting through senior year at Westbrook Academy comes first. Her younger sister’s safety matters just as much. After that? Vanishing into some college distant from Connecticut. Moving unseen down school corridors feels natural now. Slurs come her way - she lets them land without reaction. Staying invisible suits her. Being nobody works. A shadow stays fixed on her movements. It doesn’t blink. Doesn’t shift. Just holds still - like it belongs there. Mira catches his eye, though no one knows why. Damen Blackwood belongs to everything powerful in Westbrook - the money, the influence, the unspoken rules. He leads them all. Yet he watches her, quiet moments piling up like unread letters. What begins as a glance shifts slowly into something harder to ignore. His attention deepens without warning. When others notice, things change fast. The group that never saw her now fixates on what he sees. One look too long sets off reactions none predicted. Out here, Mira's pulled into a fight she didn’t ask for. Exes with deep pockets stir trouble just because they can. Kids who need to show strength pick at her like it means something. Then there’s him - the one who notices her in ways that unnerve, though noticing could be what finishes her. Hidden things can protect you. Still others might lead to trouble.

Yoshimura Senkai, just as her name was Reze she really was like a Rain. she teach me patience, resileance, introduced me to—my first reckless parties, my first taste of freedom, my first real understanding of love, desire, and loss. Amano Reze, He save me, saved me from becoming someone I never thought I will be, broken, emotionally unstable. He'd teach me actual love, care, made me into Girl i used to be. Turn me back from what i had became around that time, Looking back at it now I miss those days, ...only things that are left is regrets. ——— Amano Reze, a quiet, playfull yet emotionally guarded, haunted by a past she refuses to confront. Her carefully constructed world fractures when Yoshimura Senkai enters her life—Quiet, enigmatic, and unsettlingly perceptive, observant. Senkai’s interest in Reze is neither gentle nor accidental; it is rooted in the secrets that bind them more tightly than either is willing to admit. He fixed her, from the broken glass he made the art out of it. he make her emotionally stable, and yet decent again. But, Complicating everything is Lemon Kannawa, Reze’s ex-lover, whose unresolved feelings and possessiveness resurface as a old wounds reopen. Lemon’s presence turns the college into a battlefield of manipulation, jealousy, and half-buried truths, forcing Reze to relive a relationship that once consumed her identity. As desire blurs into obsession, the three are drawn into a dangerous emotional triangle where love is weaponized and vulnerability becomes a liability. Loyalties fracture, past betrayals resurface, and the line between affection and control erodes. What begins as a college romance spirals into a psychological game where every character must decide how much of themselves they are willing to lose for love—and whether escape is still possible once the past demands its due.

In a werewolf pack that despised weakness, Aphrodite learned to survive by staying quiet, keeping her head down, and enduring cruelty in silence. The Alpha heirs hated her. The future Beta and Gamma made her life unbearable. When she finally breaks and seeks freedom at the Moon Goddess temple, she does not find release. She finds truth. Aphrodite is not human at all. She is a rare white wolf, descended from an ancient Direwolf bloodline long believed extinct. The ritual meant to sever her ties awakens her wolf instead and with it comes the scent of five mates bound to her by fate. The Alpha twins who once scorned her now cannot stay away. A human hunter walks beside her and proves that strength is not born of fangs or dominance. A cursed Wolf King holds the key to her past and her father’s imprisonment. And watching from the shadows is one who was never meant to interfere at all. As gods fall, packs fracture, and war reshapes the world, Aphrodite must decide what destiny truly means. Is it submission to fate or the courage to choose her own path. Love does not come in one form. Neither does power. In a world ruled by gods and wolves, Aphrodite will become something neither ever expected. Not a queen. But the axis upon which the world turns.

[FREE Chapters till the end of February, after that some chapters will be locked for premium] What if the tragic story you once mocked… becomes the world you were thrown into? Xiao Zhi is an editor who loves tearing apart novel manuscripts for their cliche plots and cruel twists. But one day, she wakes up inside one of those very novels, as the unlucky princess destined to die a tragic death. The script says she will be married off to a barbaric prince, tortured, and killed tragically. But Xiao Zhi refuses to accept that ending. Armed with her editor’s sharp eye and modern wit, she vows to rewrite her fate, outsmart her enemies, and survive. The problem? No matter what she does, the story stubbornly plays out as it was written. Every move she makes only brings her closer to the death she’s trying to escape. How can she survive a story that refuses to be rewritten?

Seraphina Laurent has built her life on control. At St. Ravenwood Academy, she’s known for her brilliance, her perfection, and her icy composure. Emotions are distractions. Weakness is unacceptable. Then Damian Vale transfers in. Confident, observant, and impossible to ignore, Damian doesn’t try to break her walls, he studies them. Their rivalry begins with subtle academic clashes and charged glances, but curiosity quickly turns into something far more dangerous. Because the more Damian watches her, the more he wants to understand what lies beneath the ice. And Seraphina is starting to realize that losing control might be the most terrifying, and tempting, risk of all.

“Let me go Henry,” I said coldly. “I am not yours, not anymore.” Henry scoffed. “You will always be mine. I was your first mate.” “And yet you rejected me. I don’t need you anymore, I have-” “Who do you have, Nyssa? Him?” He laughed humorlessly. “You don’t even know who he is.” Rowan growled, a low warning sound. “Shut the fuck up!” “Why?” Henry shot back. “Tell her what you’re hiding, Rowan, let’s see if she still loves you after.” ********************* Nyssa was once the beloved of the pack—the Beta’s daughter, mated to the Alpha. But once her parents died, and she was unable to shift, her life began to crumble until she was finally rejected by her mate, Henry. It was hard enough that he left her for her best friend, but as the Beta’s daughter, she was forced to remain with him until an attack leaves their pack vulnerable and they have to seek help for the lycans. What was meant to be a diplomatic trip turned into chaos when Nyssa realizes she is mated to Rowan—the lycan king. Lycans and wolves don’t get along, and there is a lot of history between the three of them. To Nyssa, the angel she doesn’t know is better than the devil she knows, But what happens when that angel is just another devil in disguise? After all, Rowan is hiding some dark secrets of his own, the kind that threatens their already fragile bond. Would she be able to handle the pressure? Or will she go back to Henry who may have never gotten over her in the first place?

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!Ahmet's laughter was like a slap in the face. "You think you're in a position to negotiate with me?" he sneered. "I don't think so, Asli. You'll do what I say, or suffer the consequences. Do you want more time to outsmart me? No.” She could play his game. She certainly could do that before she finally killed him. A mischievous grin formed on her lips. "What would you gain from sleeping with me?" she asked, trying to keep her tone neutral. "You're not exactly known for your romantic conquests. And we're rivals, not to mention the fact that our families would kill us if they found out." She paused, her eyes narrowing. "So, what's the real motive here? What could you possibly gain from this?" There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, Asli wondered if she had caught him off guard. But then, Ahmet's smooth voice came back, dripping with confidence. "I’m glad to know you are well-informed about my romantic conquests. Let's just say, Asli, that I have my reasons. And as for what I'd gain… well, that's for me to know and you to find out." His tone sent a shiver down her spine, and she knew she had to tread carefully. She wasn’t going to win this against him. “Show me what proof you have and I will give in to your demands.” With that, she hung up the call, feeling a small sense of satisfaction at being the one to end the conversation this time. She was the only woman in the male-dominated Mafia world. Did he think he could subdue her so easily?

Dark romance x mature content x slow burn. ****Blurb***** "Look, I have an Escalade, by the way." Fedora's lips folded. He had no idea what to do with that information, but he figured if he just indulged the man's ego, it would end faster. Faster, my foot. Miguel swallowed hard, his voice dropping to a low, predatory whisper as he leaned in. "All my offers, and any other thing you can wish for... I will get it done." He beat his chest softly, his eyes darkening. "If you can just follow me outside. To the back of my comfy Escalade. It's been a long time since I had a bitch served... in my car." He finished the sentence and swiped his tongue across his lips, biting them with a raw, sexual hunger. He waited for the final reply, already getting high on the thought of cupping that tiny waist with one hand and burying himself in that Chanel-scented skin until the boy pleaded his name in parables. Fedora went stoic. He was completely frozen, the world stopping as the shock and bewilderment hit him like a physical blow. He scoffed in disbelief, his jaw practically hitting the floor. 'Back of the Escalade. Bitches served in a car'. "Me! Fedora!! Bitch!!! Served in the back of a car!!! Unto delicacy!!!! Gosh!!!!!" Fedora muttered, the words replaying in his head like a record skip. A dry, hysterical laugh escaped his lips. Oh, this was the height of it. He wasn't going to stand there and let another man disrespect him. Never. Miguel took another step closer, his head hovering over Fedora's, dominant and sure. The boy hadn't said a word; he was definitely giving in, Miguel thought. He leaned in further, waiting for the "yes" but what came next?! It was, by far, the least expected thing any living human being would have the guts to do to him. Behold, it was no other than a hot, non-withheld, redirective, and resounding SLAP!!!! †††††††† **************** Fedora loved him. Miguel loved him too obsessively. Possessively. To the point where devotion blurred into control. Miguel wanted to be involved in everything that touched Fedora’s life, and he proved, time and again, that he would go against his own will, spill blood, even die if it meant keeping Fedora spoiled, protected, and tethered to him. On the surface, Miguel was everything anyone could dream of. Until Fedora fell so deeply in love that he hit rock bottom and realised the darkness there was too suffocating for both his aesthetic and his sanity. He thought he knew Miguel. He was catastrophically wrong. Fedora had been blind to the beast he let into his heart. The truth comes apart slowly, cruelly: Miguel is the reason Fedora has no family. The reason is that there is no life for him beyond Miguel’s shadow. And worst of all, Fedora had chosen him anyway, his memories erased not by force, but by misplaced devotion. “Pick a gun and empty it into his brain.” The solution sounds simple. It isn’t. Fedora doesn’t know what’s real anymore. He can’t tell if what he shared with Miguel, the man he once humiliated in a bar, the man who later became his lover, was genuine love or a carefully staged performance fueled by manipulation, guilt, and obsession. The cruel irony? Miguel is wrapped around Fedora’s fingers, tight as a rosary around a nun’s hand. And yet, Fedora is still the one trapped. Now he must decide. Will he avenge his family? Will love survive the truth? And if Miguel dies, will it be swift… or slow enough to satisfy the damage left behind? This isn’t a romance. It’s a beautifully brutal descent into love, control, and consequence. Enter at your own risk. ********* . warning!!! Some statements, scenes, and incidents in this book may not sit well with religious readers. [Everything is fictional and not intended to harm or coerce your mind in any way]

[Warning: R18+ Content] I thought I was going to die. So I chose to be remembered. One night. One drink. One sin I could never take back. But the men I met at the bar weren’t strangers. They were The Trident… three ruthless heirs of the Corvanni Dynasty, the most feared mafia bloodline alive. Draven. Silent, merciless, a predator cloaked in shadows. Lucian. Calculative, hauntingly beautiful, a devil with a silver tongue. And Azriel. Wild, reckless, dangerously addictive. They don’t ask. They take. And now they want me… completely. Their obsession burns hotter than their empire. Their touch is forbidden, but I can’t resist. Because the deeper I fall, the clearer it becomes… I’m not just their desire. I’m their ruin. Excerpt ********** “Run if you want, Jade.” The nickname rolled off Lucian’s tongue like a promise and a threat, one no one had ever dared call me before. My breath hitched, legs trembling, but before I could take a step, Draven’s hand closed around my wrist… iron, unyielding. “You think you can walk away after tasting us?” His voice was quiet, deadly, sending shivers straight to my core. Azriel leaned in from behind, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as his laughter burned through me. “Sweetheart, we don’t chase what’s already ours. And you, little Jade…” his teeth grazed my skin, “…you belong to the Trident now.” Azriel’s fingers tilted my chin up, his grin sinful, dangerous, carved just for me. “Tell me, Jade,” he purred, voice thick with lust, “what do you want?” Heat scorched my skin, my lips parting, but no words came. My body betrayed me, trembling against the wall of Draven’s chest while Lucian’s hand traced lazy circles on my thigh, teasing, tormenting. Azriel’s laugh was low, filthy. “No, sweetheart. Don’t just tremble for us. Say it.” His thumb brushed my lower lip, slow, taunting. “Say what you want. Say you want our hands, our mouths, our cocks… say it, and I’ll give you everything.” Draven’s breath was at my neck, steady, lethal. “Careful,” he murmured, “once you speak it aloud, there’s no going back.” Lucian’s whisper slid against my ear, silken poison. “And when you do, Jade, you’ll never remember what it felt like to be untouched.” My mouth opened before my brain could reason… “I want you,” I whispered. Draven’s hand tightened, Lucian’s eyes darkened, Azriel laughed as if the world had finally given him his prize. Three bodies pressed in, heat and danger wrapping me like a cage I couldn’t escape. Didn’t want to escape. My heart screamed to run, but my body whispered the truth. I wanted them… All of them. ********** Three men. One woman. A love story carved in blood and obsession.

Sold in a secret underground auction to the highest bidder, Jade Anderson braces herself to be claimed by a man twice her age, until a single, earth-shattering bid slices through the room and silences every voice. Purchased for a price no one dares to challenge, she is delivered not to a faceless buyer, but to the most feared man in the criminal underworld, a ruler whose empire is built on blood, secrets, and absolute control. Escape was plausible, but why would she run off now that she was under the same roof as the man who killed her father?

Velreth survives by forgetting. Elion serves the Order of Silence, an elite force that wields forbidden memory magic. When she is tasked with hunting a legendary thief named Mara, she uncovers a shocking truth—Mara isn’t just a criminal… she is a memory the city erased, and someone Elion once loved. As forgotten memories unravel the very foundations of the city, Elion faces an impossible choice: protect Velreth, or destroy the Order that stole her past. Because some memories refuse to stay buried… And some loves are powerful enough to haunt eternity.

A beautiful beginning of a captivating modern fairytale. Felicity thought her biggest challenge was surviving her first year at Oxford—until she met Christopher, the charming stranger hiding a royal secret. Between forbidden romance, jealous rivals, and family scandals, freshman year will either break her… or crown her. Felicity Paddington is a girl with big dreams. She loves her family deeply, especially her dad, even though he abandoned her and her mom. She doesn't know why he left, and that question still haunts her. Her heart was once broken by Theodore Owen, and since then, she's kept it guarded. But everything changed when she was accepted into the University of Oxford. That's where she met Christopher Blake_ a prince of England. He's a royal who refuses to be caged by tradition. He spread his wings, lives carefree, and has made his fair share of mistakes. His rebellious spirit often clashed with his father, the King, and when he left the palace to attend university, it only added fuel to the fire. But Christopher loves his family _ despite the tension. And then he meets Felicity.... and suddenly, the world feels different.