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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.

On the third night of their wedding anniversary, Selina held onto hope, convinced that the moment she told Zane Kaius about her pregnancy, he might finally notice her—or feel something in their cold, loveless marriage. But everything fell apart on their when Zane rejected her that she is unfit to have a family with him— all while continuing to choose another woman over her. Only then did she realize she had been nothing more than a pawn all along in his deeper games. Betrayed and heartbroken, Selina is determined to protect the pregnancy he had rejected, while reclaiming the life she had lost. She wanted a divorce. Yet the same man who once rejected her now clings to her, unwilling to let her go at any cost. This time, however, Selina is no longer the woman who allows herself to be trampled on.

Warning {Mature Content} Elaine has spent her life being the responsible one. The one who steps in when things are about to fall apart. So when her grandfather arranges a marriage for her younger cousin Ivy to Zane Whitmore a billionaire CEO with a dangerous reputation Elaine does what she has always done. She takes the burden on herself. What begins as a lie meant to protect Ivy quickly turns into a contract Elaine never meant to sign. Zane Whitmore is cold, controlled, and ruthless in both business and life. He doesn’t believe in love, only leverage. When he meets Elaine, he recognizes something he rarely encounters: a woman willing to stand her ground even when she’s afraid. Their agreement is simple. A marriage on paper. Mutual benefit. No emotions involved. As they are pulled deeper into each other’s lives, secrets begin to surface old betrayals, family conflicts, and a past that ties Zane to Elaine’s brother in ways no one is willing to talk about. The lines between obligation and desire blur, and what started as a sacrifice turns into something neither of them can control. In a world where power dictates everything and trust comes at a cost, Elaine must decide if she’s willing to gamble her heart on a man who could destroy her. A story of contract marriage, buried history, and a love born out of defiance rather than choice. (Mature content) Zane’s lips crush to mine, hungrily tasting my mouth and sucking my tongue into his. He moves lower, nipping at my neck, then my boobs, enveloping his lips around a pink nipple. I sigh in pleasure, my hands sliding into his hair and gripping hard as he bites down and then slips his mouth lower. And lower…….. My eyes fly open as he shoves my dress up to my waist and pulls my panties to the side. Suddenly, his mouth dives between my thighs, and when I feel his tongue drag up my slit, it’s like an electrical shock and my eyes roll back behind my head. Holy! FUCK!!.

TRIGGER WARNING! This story contains graphic depictions of gun violence and murder, mafia-related threats and organized crime elements, sexual content, kidnapping, alcohol use, betrayal and emotional manipulation. Reader discretion is advised. — “Is there no other way?” I asked, totally subdued by the fact that this nightmare marriage was the only solution. “No, there isn’t,” he said coldly. “I can’t afford to lose my son and have you turned into a sex slave by the Romanovs.” “Your son?” I scoffed, the memory of him taking my virginity and vanishing without a trace slicing my heart. “You seem to have forgotten that you never intended on taking things further with me. God, you’re no different from the Romanovs!” He assessed me coolly with those dark eyes and then said with a note of finality, “He’s my son, Niamh, and you’ll have to become my wife.” My father was killed. My uncle sold me to the Russian mafia syndicate. And now, the man I hid my son from for five years—Massimo Valentino—is forcing me to be his wife. My survival and the safety of Matteo depend on this hated forced marriage. But the situation is worse than I thought: I am the key to a hidden vault that the Texas underworld is willing to kill for. With the war raging outside and a major betrayal brewing inside the Italian mafia syndicate, my safety depends entirely on Massimo. I have to forgive and trust the man who ruined me, or lose everything. This is the first installment in The Valentino Princes Series.

“So where is she now? Dome?” Baphomet questioned. He had to reserve a lot of his abilities lest he fractured a part of this reality with his current abilities. He could only have complete control once in his original body. So his range of perspective was limited, and Erm would then be aware that he was here. He smirked at the surprise she would have upon figuring out he was in the same realm as she was. Erm by now already knew May wasn’t working alone, and she would most likely come to the conclusion that there was another deity involved. May shook her head, her beaded braids clinking. “She is in Ion.” His eyes subtly widened and then narrowed as his smirk increased. Was she also waiting for the Broken lands to open? Niya was heading there too. “It is decided.” He stood, staring down at May with a pleased grin. “We will head there. You will hide in my shadow.” He looked forward to seeing the interaction between the two relatives. Niya was certainly not going to be pleased and it could only get fun from there. “There is one thing. It is not good news either,” May pressed forward, her face forlorn. “Which is why I ask for punishment.” This was the first time she had failed after all the tasks she had done for him. “She has managed to unlock her core.”

I will recognize the man who murdered my family anywhere. A mask. Green eyes. And a scorpion tattoo on his right wrist. Six years later, while working at a BDSM club to pay my comatose brother’s hospital bills, I come face to face with a man carrying the exact same mark. Certain he is the monster who destroyed my life, I accept his offer to clear all my debts in exchange for becoming his submissive for two months. To me, it is the perfect chance to get close enough to drive a blade through his heart. But things don’t go as planned. Instead of hatred, I begin to fall in love with the masked man. And the game changes when I land a second job as the personal secretary to the Alpha King. The moment I meet him, my world tilts. He looks exactly like the masked man from the club—the same face structure, the same presence. The only differences? His eyes and hair are a different shade… and there is no tattoo on his wrist. How could two men look so alike? Believing he is a completely different man, I begin to fall for him too. What I don’t know is that the masked man I want to kill, the masked man I love, and the Alpha King I am falling for are all the same man. PS: This book has a high rate of sex, specifically dominant and submissive displays. PS: Two chapters are updated daily. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● This book is Book Two of Desired by Three Alphas; Fated to One. However, it can still be read as a standalone, so new readers can enjoy this story without reading the first book.

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Aadhya Verma never imagined that one transfer could feel like stepping into an entirely different world. From the simplicity of her village school to the polished chaos of Imperial School of Knowledge, everything feels unfamiliar—too big, too loud, too… much. But the real shock? Section E. The one section everyone avoids. The one filled with boys who don’t follow rules, don’t respect authority, and definitely don’t welcome outsiders. And Aadhya? She’s the only girl there. Surrounded by the most unruly, rebellious boys in the entire school, she quickly realizes this isn’t just about adjusting—it’s about surviving. Leading them is Vivaan Oberoi—arrogant, unpredictable, and dangerously sharp. He doesn’t like change. And he definitely doesn’t like her. What starts as cold hostility soon turns into a battle of egos, words, and wills. Vivaan and his friends make it clear—they want her out. But Aadhya Verma isn’t someone who backs down. With her stubborn resilience, quick wit, and unbreakable spirit, she refuses to leave. Instead, she stands her ground—challenging them, provoking them, and slowly… changing things no one thought could change. Because sometimes, the people who try hardest to push you away… are the ones who end up closest. Amid chaos, clashes, laughter, and unexpected moments, Aadhya finds something she never expected— friendship, belonging… and maybe even love. This Story by title it says it's a remake of Ang mutya ng section E but with an Indian version of it. Just with a few changes. I hope you like it. Offcourse all credits to Ate Lara for this Amazing story line. we love you...

[Mature Content R18+] [Slow-Burn Dark Romance] Two days before my wedding, my fiancé told me he would marry my twin sister, because it was her dying wish. My family, his family, everyone dear to me, turned me into a villain for being defiant. The decision was final. The bride had changed. They forced me into a golden cage, waiting for my turn to be another substitute. Then he came. The man who should have been my enemy offered his hand. Led us into one wild night. "Be my wife. Six years. Let's have a contract for exactly that long." "You lost your mind. You promised-" "And I'll give you five years. You can be free. Do whatever you want with the Kingston name. I promised that." "Wh... what?" "But you must promise me, you will be back, and let's live like we burn for each other in that last year." "Rafael... what are you planning to?" "Get things back to their right place." I was tired of being anyone's pawn. So, I play my own game. Five years later, I am back. Revenge is an understatement. The price for my suffering is due. My children keep asking for their father. They'll meet him soon, but there's a problem:  I’m not sure who the real father is. "Viona... I never stop loving you. Tell me they are my flesh, right? I want you back. I want us back." My ex-fiancé shamelessly pleaded before me. "They are mine. The four of them are mine." And there he was, my contracted husband declared with a glare that was ready to burn the whole society down. This should be a simple game of power. But love always meddles between the players. ====== Author's Note: This Novel is a character-driven plot with slow-burn smut. Every character has their own motivation and is layered. Every choice has no easy way out. If you enjoy slow burn, this might be to your liking. Please read all the free chapters before you decide to continue or not. Thank you for giving this story a chance.

[Wife-Protecting Maniac + Group Favorite + Feel-Good Story] Her white lotus younger sister stole her engagement and even sent her to a profligate as a plaything. She turned and climbed onto her imperial uncle’s carriage, her eyes dazzled by his immense merit. He was dying, and she happened to be able to cure him, so the two hit it off immediately. Once the imperial decree of marriage was issued, with the Prince of Jin as her backing, she immediately launched a series of scum-abusing actions. Scummy Father: "Our family has no money!" She casually confiscated the entire family's assets, reclaimed her birth mother's dowry, and made them eat dirt. Scummy Sister: "The Second Prince likes me!" She pulled out her stepmother's deed of sale: "What to do? Your mother is my mother's servant, so you're a servile-born daughter." Emperor Emeritus: "You cannot be this princess consort; my son's fate cannot withstand you!" Prince of Jin: "How could my princess consort bear to be the death of me?" Note : Consider to Support this Story on Patreon.com/Flokixy to access advanced Chapters & 2 Chapters Daily and To Support The Daily Update

The day spring ended, Princess Eirlys lost her freedom. When the ruthless King of the Southern Empire arrives at Calexia’s gates with armies at the border and trade routes under his control, he brings a single demand to prevent war — a double political marriage. To save her people, Eirlys is forced into an engagement with Prince Cassian of Helexia, the quiet and unreadable son of the very king threatening her homeland. At the same time, her beloved brother is bound to a Southern princess just as mysterious. Eirlys expects a life of cold silence and quiet resentment. What she doesn’t expect… is Cassian. A prince who does not believe in ruling through fear. A future king who may be hiding dangerous thoughts of his own. A boy trapped in the same golden cage as her. But in a world where kingdoms balance on the edge of war, love is not a fairytale — it is a weakness enemies can use. As political schemes tighten, secrets surface, and war looms closer, Eirlys must decide: Will she remain a pawn sacrificed for peace… or become the queen who dares to rewrite the fate of two empires?

Carmen Castilo was the only daughter of one of the most powerful mafia dons in the city—until the night her father was shot in front of her. At his funeral, while the family mourns, Carmen disappears. Kidnapped from her own home and drugged, she wakes beneath blinding lights in an underground auction where the most powerful criminals in the world gather to bid—not on weapons or territory, but on her. To them, Carmen isn’t just a woman. She’s the last piece of her father’s empire. The final bid reaches a staggering one billion dollars. The buyer is Nico Romano—the stepbrother she betrayed five years ago. Once cast out of the family after Carmen accused him of treachery, Nico returns more powerful, more ruthless, and determined to collect the debt he believes she owes him. Escape is impossible. Alone, stripped of allies, and trapped under Nico’s control, Carmen is forced to play by his rules—a calculated system of rewards and consequences he calls repayment. But Nico isn’t the only one playing a game. While he believes he owns her, Carmen is quietly rebuilding what was stolen from her. Someone murdered her father, and the deeper she digs, the clearer it becomes that his death—and her reason for getting Nico’s exiled—may have been part of the same carefully planned conspiracy. Surrounded by enemies and secrets, Carmen must reclaim her father’s empire before it falls permanently into the wrong hands. And the one man who might damn her soul…may also be the only ally powerful enough to help her win. *Please this is a mafia story. If you’re uncomfortable with blood and killing this is not the story for you*

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

Once upon a time, Eclipse lived a quiet life—until the Moon Goddess bound her to Malric NorthSteed, Alpha Prince of the North. A man who was Cold, Ruthless and Ambitious beyond mercy. On the night she was rejected as his mate, Malric slaughtered her entire pack… and then crowned another woman his bride. Buried under the burning betrayal, Eclipse dies with her family, but five years later, she is reborn as Arrow—an assassin feared by wicked nobles and criminals alike; a ghost whispered through the underworld. Every life she takes is training that sharpens her resolve toward a single purpose: Kill Malric NorthSteed. Then burn his entire empire to the ground. But Malric is no longer just an Alpha Prince. He is now the Alpha King of the North—untouchable behind towering palace walls and absolute power. So to reach him, Eclipse must do the unthinkable. She enters the grand Bridal Selection, a ruthless competition of fifty women vying to become his next Luna Queen—each bride hiding secrets, ambitions, and bloodstained desires of their own. Disguised, surrounded by spies and trapped among obsessed rivals and lethal politics, Eclipse plays the role of the demure woman seeking Malric’s heart… while plotting to rip it from his chest. Yet as the competition turns deadly, a terrifying truth emerges. In this game of hearts and death, she is far from the only pawn on the board; Her family’s massacre was no simple act of cruelty; The bond she once shared with Malric NorthSteed had been anything but an accident; Not to mention that Malric has been playing this game long before she even drew her bow, Eclipse tows the line of danger while donning on a fake mask before him. Because if Malric discovers who she truly is— If he realizes she is the mate he once rejected— If the embers between them ignite into something dangerously real— Then Eclipse will face a fate far worse than death. For when he catches her, no arrow, no mask, no hatred will save her. Not from his vengeance. Not from his power. Not from the forbidden love that could destroy them both.

One hate-comment was all it took to change her life—literally. ​Clara just woke up inside the novel she was mocking, trapped in the body of Seraphina, the billionaire villainess destined for a tragic end. ​In the original script, Seraphina is a pathetic socialite obsessed with the "Dark CEO" Julian, a man who humiliates her to protect his "White Lotus" darling, Daisy. But Clara isn't playing by the rules. She’s dumping the "Iceberg," ignoring the drama, and setting her sights on the "Golden CEO," Arthur, instead. ​But as Clara flips the script, the story begins to break. The cold-hearted Julian suddenly can't stay away, the perfect "White Lotus" isn't what she seems, and a reality-shattering glitch is threatening to erase her entirely. ​When the villainess stops chasing the lead, the whole world falls apart. Will Clara find her own "Happily Ever After," or will she fade away with the final page?

[Warning: This story contains explicit adult content and dark romance themes. It features a strong female lead and a dominant male lead. Expect dangerous plot twists ahead.] slow burn ---------------------- Julie pov I screamed at him as I tried to break free from the grip of his hands to reach for his belt, his body, anything belonging to him: "I don't care! I want you to fuck me now... do you understand?" ///////////////////////// Robert pov She said defiantly: "I'll do it myself," and placed her trembling fingers on her pussy. I pounced on her and gripped her hands tightly: "What are you doing, you crazy girl?!" She screamed as she tried to escape: "Let me go to get rid of this agony! If you don't want to fuck me, let me save myself!" I was pressing on her hands to restrain her, and she took advantage of my proximity and kissed me hungrily. I pulled my lips away from her with difficulty, while my body was screaming to throw myself on top of her and touch every inch of her. I was burning too, seeing her in this miserable state. She looked into my eyes deeply and said in a tone that made my world reel: "Robert... take my virginity... make me scream your name, Robert." ___________________ I'm Julie Michael I went with my father to a luxurious restaurant in New York, but I never left with him.My father sold me to a mafia king who owns a VIP club that rents out girls only to politicians and celebrities. On a lower floor of a world that doesn’t exist on any map, The girls are imprisoned in royal suites, prepared solely to please the clients, with no hope of escape. I was sold to Robert Cross, a billionaire who buys people for the joy of breaking them.But I refuse to break under his hands. In Robert Cross’s world, everything has a price tag. I was his most expensive purchase, and I intend to be his most dangerous mistake. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - "You bought my body, but you will not buy my submission," Julie spat. Robert leaned in, his voice a dark hiss: "Commodities don't need to like their masters, Julie... It’s enough that I took a liking to you and bought you, sweetheart." ______________ Adult content only Dark Romance Twisted

​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 rolls 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? ​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: Two chapters are updated daily.

✓ MASSIVE RELEASE ON THE LAST DAY OF EACH MONTH.✓ BLURB: “We are sorry Maria, we never meant to hurt you. Come back to us!" They all thundered. But it was too late, I was determined to make them Pay. *** I am Maria Moon, casted out of my Pack at the age of eighteen. All because of a tradition— one that states, that which ever family the Alpha's mate comes from, any other female wolf of same status is cast out. But it all felt wrong, It wasn't supposed to be me but her— my step sister— Patricia Moon. “I, Darren Copper, Alpha of the Frost moon pack, hereby declare that Maria Moon is no longer a member of this pack!” I pleaded for them to see the truth but no one cared, they were all blinded by their love for her. I became a rogue, wandered about for days and was unfortunate to attacked by the older rogues. And even more unfortunate to be saved by the quadruplet Alpha's, my Pack rival Alpha's. *** “Isn't she the Beta's daughter of Frost moon pack?" Damien growled as he turned to his brothers. “Definitely, she looks the same even after five years!" Adrien replied as he squatted, cupping my chin harshly on his palm. “She is definitely a spy, let's kill her!" Davian roared, stretching his claws, his stance ready to slaughter. “Don't Davian!" Aidan the oldest amongst the quadruplet echoed, “That’s all the more reason we should keep her close, letting her die is to easy.” He turned to the guards beside him, “Take her to the Pack, she is our Personal maid." Adrien chuckled lightly, a sly smirk appearing across his lips. “Nice idea Aidan. We would make her suffer!" CONTENT WARNING. This book contains explicit scenes, abuses, graphic violence and dark obsessive romance. Readers discretion advised.

They say seven is the number of perfection. For Luna Seraphine, it was the number that ended her silence. Six times, she tore the divorce papers apart, choosing love over pride, endurance over dignity, surrendering to the cruel demands of the mate who never cherished her. The seventh time, she signed her name without trembling. Alpha Ravyn panicked. His mistress, Daisy, the daughter of Seraphine’s former nanny, laughed it off. She’s only throwing a tantrum, they said. She’ll crawl back. They were wrong. The truth shattered what little remained of her heart: the child she had loved and raised for six years was never hers. That revelation became her breaking point. This time, Luna Seraphine walked away without looking back. As her power rose, so did Ravyn’s regret. The Alpha who once discarded her now slept outside her door, desperate for a single glance. But the woman who opened that door was no longer the Luna he broke. Cold, untouchable, unforgiving. Ravyn fell to his knees, begging for her hand, only to realize he was no longer the only one. Men of influence and power now competed for her attention because Luna Seraphine was no longer just a Luna. She was a world-renowned business mogul, a shadowed philanthropist. The most sought-after surgeon of her time, and a cyber genius. Then, a powerful, cold Alpha, one infamous for hating women, just shook the entire werewolf world and the North American billionaire elite, the Sovereign Circle, with a single tweet. “Sera is mine. I’ll pluck out the eyes of anyone who dares to look at her.” The internet exploded. The pack world went silent, and Ravyn… lost his mind. But the real question is this, will he dare challenge the richest, most powerful Alpha in the world… for the ex-wife he let go?