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[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "I want to make a few things clear" Aldric's lips brushed passed Amelia's lips. "Touch another man, he dies. Let another man touch you, he dies." "Tell me what you want Amelia,do you want me on my knees." Amelia trembled as he said those words, Aldric looked at Amelia lips and kissed her passionately, "You are my woman, Amelia" Mine alone. A/N: This is a dark fantasy romance book. The ML is dangerous, while our dear FL is innocent and kind.

[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.

"Who is it this time?” His voice was a low rasp, curling into the room like smoke, tying her stomach in knots of fear and something darker. Eva forced her pulse to slow, telling herself not to back down. But when his hands rose from the arms of the chair, a shiver ran down her spine. "You aren't supposed to be here," she gasped, as he stood impossibly fast. His black wings unfurled, stretching wide, enveloping her, pressing her to his chest as though he claimed her before she could claim her own breath. "Why?" His lips curled into a wicked, sharp smile. "So I won't discover you running off with that useless boy?" "I didn't—" "Of course, because he's dead." His words cut like a blade, delivered with the certainty of a god reading an open book. Eva stumbled back, pressed to the wall. "You've lost your mind! You didn't kill him—" "Why shouldn't I?" His voice dropped to a growl. A single finger traced the fading red mark on her neck. His eyes snapped with fury; the air itself shivered. He leaned forward, lips brushing her skin, teeth grazing flesh in a possessive bite, erasing another's mark. "He dares," Hades hissed, deadly and low, "he dares touch what belongs to me. A fool. Bold enough to place his lips where mine already mark her." Eva's chest heaved, terror and desire entwined so tightly she could barely breathe. His wings tightened, dark and unyielding, and she realized escape was no longer an option, and perhaps, she didn't even want it. "Don't forget, dear," he murmured, lips grazing her ear, "I've bought you. You're mine now. And I don't like to share." **** Humans are nothing more than servants in the glittering, cruel society of the winged Seraph. When a human offends them, the punishment is simple: be sold. Evangeline, never thought her own family would betray her. But when her sister committed the unforgivable, offending a seraph, their mother offered Eva in her place- without hesitation. Cast aside like unwanted trash, Eva is paraded before the Seraph nobility to be claimed. No one wants her. Until he appears. The Black Wing. The only Seraph whose feathers are not gold or silver or white, but midnight black. Feared. Cursed. Whispers say every human he has ever taken has perished. And yet, he chooses her. Dragged into his world of shadows, Eva becomes the obsession of a man everyone else fear and despises. He is possessive, merciless, and dangerously seductive. And while her family prays she will be destroyed... Eva begins to wonder if the true danger lies not in his black wings- but in the way her heart betrays her whenever he draws near. Can she ever survive this game of fate?

Alpha Kieran Never Took the Same Woman Twice... Until Her! Exiled. Betrayed. Broken. Autumn knew love was a luxury,a blunt lie...until the most ruthless Alpha in the realm claimed her as his mate… only to publicly reject and humiliate her before his entire pack. But when the moon rises, his hands tell a different story. Night after night, he drags her into his bed, his teeth grazing her throat as he growls: "You are my property, little thief.Never forget that!" Secrets lurk beneath his cruelty. Lies poison their bond. And when Autumn discovers her long dead sister is alive...and wearing Kieran’s mark.. she will have to choose - Trust fate, trust the Moon Goddess who never favoured her. Or trust her guts! [ Disclaimer : There might be scenes that resemble or are near r*pe scenes. But definitely not in the exemplary way. They are there for a reason in the story. It reflects some reality of the brutal world they live in. It unfolds as we move ahead. If it bothers you, please stay away. And please keep in mind, this is a story about a kickass female lead, despite all her suffering, she still kicks balls. So if you want someone whimpering, shy submissive...stay away from the book. One more thing to keep in mind is the fact that Alpha Kieran isn't our typical 'hero' material. He has a disturbing past, is morally gray sometimes, takes rash decisions... And is severely flawed... But definitely this creates a massive scope for growth and character arch ( you are free to hate him but give him a chance to tell his story as he lives through the highs and the lows) . PS : This book will gradually introduce you to other supernatural creatures and lores that might not be typically connected to werewolf books. Though the story primarily follows a single love story, it is plot driven. Which means you will be introduced to several supporting characters on the way. So keep an open mind and try to immerse yourself in the experience. ( keep a look out for bonus side stories too ) Now, if you are ready...grab your seat belts and lets go on a ride. #HappyReading everyone

In the Blood moon Pack, Aurora Hale is the mistake everyone wishes never happened. Born wolf-less to a prestigious Alpha family, she’s the shameful daughter, the unwanted sister, the girl the pack forgets until they need someone to blame. For eighteen years, Aurora’s plan is simple: keep her head down, survive the cruelty, and run the moment she turns eighteen. But on the night of her birthday, everything falls apart. Her wolf finally awakens, late, wild, and marked. And the mate bond snaps into place with brutal clarity. Her mate is Kade Blackthorn: the next Alpha, her sister’s beloved fiancé… and the boy who made her life a living hell. Aurora wants nothing from him. Not his pity. Not his protection. And definitely not his love. She’s spent a lifetime learning how to live without being wanted, she refuses to chain herself to the wolf who once enjoyed watching her break. Kade, however, is discovering a new kind of torment: needing the one girl who would rather burn their bond than accept it. With the pack watching, secrets unravelling, and a dangerous mark on Aurora’s skin that could rewrite the laws of their world, walking away won’t be easy. He can’t live without her. She refuses to live for him. Between them lies a bond that feels a lot like war. Can something so broken ever be remade into love, or will the wolf she hates drag them both past the point of no return?

The kingdoms of Kael Ryuan and Liora Shen have been enemies for generations, their lands torn by war, betrayal, and old grudges. Kael, a fiery and battle-hardened general, sees the world in black and white—loyalty and duty above all else. Liora, a gifted healer and guardian of mystical flora, believes in balance, compassion, and the quiet power of nature. When political conspiracies and dark forces threaten both their realms, Kael and Liora are forced into an uneasy alliance. Sparks of hatred ignite into dangerous attraction, and trust becomes a weapon as deadly as fire itself. As kingdoms burn and secrets unravel, both warriors must navigate betrayal, magic, and their own hearts. Only by learning to combine Kael’s flames and Liora’s nurturing power can they hope to survive—and perhaps find a love strong enough to defy fate itself. Embers & Everbloom is an epic enemies-to-lovers fantasy romance, weaving high-stakes war, morally complex characters, and elemental magic into a story of passion, power, and redemption.

"Don’t get it twisted, Frank. When the camera’s rolling, I can look at you like I love you. I can touch you like I need you. But it’s just acting. Don’t fall for something that doesn’t exist.” Frank should have listened. Landing the lead role in the highly anticipated BL blockbuster Echoes of Silence was supposed to be his breakthrough moment. Acting opposite Dean Shome—the untouchable “King of Queer Cinema”—was a dream come true. Until day one. Cold. Critical. Unforgiving. Dean makes it clear: Frank is nothing more than a rookie with a pretty face and zero depth. To him, Frank is a liability. But when the director demands more realism—longer kisses, lingering touches, breathless confessions—the line between performance and truth begins to blur. Off-camera, Dean is distant, professional, and emotionally sealed shut. On-camera, he looks at Frank like he’s starving. Late-night rehearsals turn into heated confrontations. Accidental touches last too long. Improvised lines feel too honest. And Frank realizes something terrifying: He’s no longer acting. There’s just one problem. At home, a girlfriend waits for him—a life he thought he wanted. Meanwhile, rumors swirl around Dean Shome: secretly gay, famously celibate, emotionally unavailable. The world sees perfect chemistry. The tabloids smell scandal. And Dean keeps saying it’s all fake. But if it’s fake… why does he hold Frank like he’s afraid to let go when no one is watching? Is Frank just a method actor who got lost in a role? Or is he falling for a man who refuses to admit he feels the same? In an industry where image is everything and love can ruin a career, how far will they go to protect their secrets? And when the red light turns off… who are they really?

In the heart of modern-day Delhi, 2026, a terrifying phenomenon begins to unfold young university students are mysteriously aging into old men overnight. The city is in a state of panic, and at the center of this chaos is Kian, a 'Daayaansh' (the offspring of a Daayan). Cursed with an eternal hunger, Kian has roamed the earth for centuries, forced to steal the lifespan of others just to survive. Haunted by his own existence, he is a predator who desperately wishes to be human. ​Enter Aarav Sharma, an unassuming history student at Delhi University. Aarav’s life takes a drastic turn when he unknowingly awakens the 'Vaishnav' powers of his ancestor, Raja Manikya the very king whose lineage was sworn to eradicate the Daayaansh bloodline. ​When fate forces these two sworn enemies together, an ancient war is reignited. Aarav is caught between his duty to protect the city from the 'monster' and his growing realization that Kian’s golden eyes hide a soul-shattering pain. ​With a secret organization named 'AAGYA' hunting them for their biological secrets and the vengeful spirit of the tantric Virbhadra seeking to reclaim Kian’s power, the line between protector and destroyer blurs. ​Will Aarav strike down the enemy he was born to kill, or will he become the protector of the one person the world fears the most? ​“I am the end of your hunger, and you are the beginning of my curse.” #UrbanFantasy #MaleLead #HiddenPower #EnemiesToCompanions #ModernMagic #SupernaturalMystery #IndianMythology

She was just a human caught in a world ruled by Alphas… When Elara’s life collides with the cold, untouchable Alpha of the Silverfang pack, she expects cruelty—but not this. One night of forced proximity, a shocking pregnancy, and secrets that could destroy them both. Can a human survive in a world where the strongest are merciless? And when the Lycan King arrives with power and danger beyond imagination, will Elara fight, flee, or surrender her heart to the cruel Alpha who holds her fate? Forbidden desire, ruthless power, and a baby that changes everything…

Being the fat, unwanted ugly duckling with no wolf would've been survivable. But the daily cruelty—from classmates at school and a vicious stepbrother at home—was too much for Anita to carry. One month before her eighteenth birthday, she steps in front of a speeding truck, ready to end it all. With her last breath, she curses the day she was born—relieved that death has finally set her free. Except… death doesn't come. Instead, Anita wakes up in a different time. A different world. A different body. Same nightmare family. Before she can understand what's happening, her stepbrother sells her off to settle his debt—handing her to the Alpha of the Dark Shadow Park, the most ruthless Alpha Mafia King alive. A man feared across realms. A man who owns everything he touches. Including her. Trapped in the hands of a cold, merciless Alpha who plans to use her and never let her go, Anita's new life spirals into violence, desire, and dark power plays. Survival becomes a daily battle. But fate isn't done being cruel. Because the monster who owns her—is also her moon-given mate. Now Anita must choose: Submit to destiny, or rewrite it in blood.

Who knew disobeying your parents could destroy your entire life in just one night. It all started with one small act of rebellion… sneaking out. One night Evelyn should have stayed home. One moment where she didn’t listen. By morning, her brother was missing. Her dad was gone. And whatever innocence Eve had left disappeared without leaving a trace. No matter how hard she tries, she can’t stop blaming herself. If she hadn’t wanted more, none of that would’ve happened. Now Evelyn lives in a house that doesn’t feel like home. With a mother pretending they’re okay. And three stepbrothers who look at her like she’s a mistake that walked into their perfect life. They watch her intensely, and hate that she exists in their space. But sometimes… their stares linger too long. And she forgets they’re supposed to be off limits. Then the letters start coming. Anonymous, uncomfortable intimate letters, written like the sender knows too much about her. About the thoughts that lives inside her head, the fears she’s never said out loud, and the desires she refuses to admit even to herself. Every word feels like proof she’s being watched. She should burn the letters. She should be terrified, or tell someone about it. Instead, her hands shake as she opens the next one. Now she’s falling into something she shouldn’t want. Craving a mystery she should run from. The danger is getting closer….and whoever the stalker is, he’s not ready to stop sending the pleasure letters. The person writing them may already be standing in the same room with her. The slippery slope theory isn’t a theory. It’s a curse. The past is bleeding into the present. Will Evelyn find her missing brother before it’s too late? Or will she disappear the same way the rest of her innocence already has?

"Sevgilim...Your Touch crossed beyond my Flesh—even drawing the MaRRow.... from my Bones — left wounds that could UnDo me." Existence turns into a crisis. When my own identity deceives me, when someone else’s presence steals the breath meant to be mine— that is when it becomes HIM and I . "You killed...your deer—it trusted you enough to die in your hands." A LoVe StoRY with No HEART...

Meredith Carter was once the pride of her pack—until the Lunar Curse marked her as wolfless, unwanted, and a disgrace. Humiliated, abandoned, and rejected by her fated mate, she thought the Moon Goddess had forsaken her. But her curse came with a cruel side effect—wild, uncontrollable pheromones that drove men insane with desire and disgust. A scent so intoxicating, it made her a target. The night she was cast aside when her pheromones spiralled beyond control, Alpha Draven Oatrun—the most feared and untouchable Alpha in the kingdom—claimed her instead. But Draven doesn’t want love. He doesn’t even want her. His reasons for marrying her have nothing to do with fate. Thrust into a world of ruthless politics, deadly enemies, and a mate who sees her as nothing more than a pawn, Meredith must fight to survive, reclaim her dignity, and uncover the secrets behind her curse. Because something is awakening inside her. Something powerful. Something… ancient. And when the truth is revealed, not even Alpha Draven will be able to resist what she becomes. Rejected. Cursed. Desired. Chosen. Will Meredith break free from her fate? Above all, what is this mystical force pushing her to start a war? — Excerpt: "You may have claimed me," Meredith whispered, her violet eyes burning with defiance, "but you will never own me." Draven exhaled a low, dangerous laugh. His golden eyes gleamed as he caged her in, his presence suffocating. "Own you?" His voice was velvet and steel. "Little wolf, I don’t need to own you." He brushed a strand of silver-white hair behind her ear—a touch so light, yet it sent shivers down her spine. "Because whether you like it or not…" His breath ghosted against her skin. "Your body already responds to me." Meredith clenched her jaw, ignoring the traitorous warmth pooling deep inside her. It was the pheromones. It had to be. "I hate you," she forced out. “Good,” Draven smirked. Because hate was just another form of obsession.

Look, I’m Riven Kael. Twenty-eight, data analyst, zero ambition beyond paying rent and avoiding small talk. My life was spreadsheets, instant ramen, and the occasional ghost I pretended not to see. Then one mandatory company gala, because of course it was mandatory, turned into the universe’s worst prank. I touched a cursed amulet. I just touched it. Next thing I know, I’m waking up in a penthouse that costs more than my entire bloodline, sporting a glowing marriage sigil on my wrist, legally and magically hitched to Azryth Valek. Yes, that Azryth Valek. The CEO of half the planet, a walking sin in a three-piece suit, an ancient demon lord who was literally sealed inside said amulet until I accidentally set him free. He says we’re bound. Separation means both of us die slowly and painfully. Soul-consumption optional but very much on the table if I’m stupid enough to fall for him. Which, newsflash, I am not. I’m not. Shut up. So now I’m living with an unfortunately hot CEO from hell, dodging assassination attempts disguised as corporate mergers, banishing spirits that show up at my desk like unpaid interns, and pretending we’re a power couple for the cameras while he smirks like he knows exactly how much I want to strangle him. Or kiss him. Or both. Brain, we are not doing this. I didn’t sign up for boardroom battles, multiversal rifts, or the terrifying realization that the arrogant demon who ruined my life might be the only one who truly sees me. But here I am. Still complaining, still fighting, still falling, against every shred of common sense, hopelessly, stupidly, irrevocably in love. Because when the universe marries you to the devil, it doesn’t ask for consent. It just hands you the ring. And damn it, I’m keeping it.

[Super Sweet] -------- Upon her return to the homeland, YuXi unexpectedly locks horns with her nemesis, Gu Linhan, setting off a chain of comedic catastrophes. "Mr. Gu, Miss Yu has made a scene at the celebration, and Miss Shen is not unscathed." "Mr. Gu, it seems Miss Yu has inadvertently sold your company..." "Mr. Gu, the family patriarch's prized new robot has fallen victim to Miss Yu's misadventures..." Each incident prompts Gu Linhan to close his eyes, reminding himself with a mix of exasperation and resolve: "The wife I chose, I must love through thick and thin." ------------ YuXi and Gu Linhan are the quintessential odd couple, whose long-standing animosity is challenged by YuXi's unexpected pregnancy. YuXi is determined to terminate the pregnancy and cut ties, but Gu Linhan, despite his protests and gruff demeanor, is deeply smitten.

Fengyu loved gold, silver, and jewels more than anything. Her greatest dream was to eat, drink, and enjoy life as a salted fish. Her fiancé was the third-ranked scholar in the imperial exams, handsome as the legendary Pan An. Her salted fish life was perfectly complete. Her husband was poor? No problem, she was rich! But who would have thought that the winds of fate would shift, causing her soul to transmigrate into the body of Xie Xun, a dashing and rebellious young marquis, even making him lose a leg due to her. To survive on the battlefield, the salted fish had to turn over and rise, learning horseback riding, archery, and military strategy. The young marquis, bearing her face, caused chaos everywhere. Her fiancé, deeming her wild and foolish, broke off their engagement. She got engaged, and he reneged. She made money, and he squandered it. Her mountains of gold and silver were all emptied by him, and the two became locked in a love-hate relationship. Gradually, the plot started to go off the rails. The ex-fiancé, after breaking off the engagement, regretted it and confessed his deep love. Fengyu: I've already fallen for someone else. A scheming girl at the archery range tried to kill her, only for Fengyu to stab herself instead. Fengyu: What to do now? It looks like you've committed murder. Her parents, who had defended the borders for decades, returned home only to say, "Daughter, go follow the young marquis and start a rebellion!" How did the originally carefree salted fish storyline turn into one of a villain rising? In the end… Raising a husband turned out to be a money pit, but the husband was certainly worth it! A sickly schemer hiding their true nature (Fengyu) vs. A dashing but cunning strategist (Xie Xun)

Devoted and hopeful in a three-year loveless marriage, Selina believed she would finally secure her husband Zane Kaius’s affection — or at least his attention — the moment she revealed her pregnancy to him. But everything shattered in a single night when Zane told her she was unfit to have a family with him. Only then did she realize she had been nothing more than a pawn all along — while he continued choosing another woman over her. A rebuffed wife with no identity. Betrayed and heartbroken, Selina decided to keep her little secret from Zane. She was determined to protect and raise her child alone, while reclaiming the life she had slowly 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. .... _Except_ "What if there was already a child?" Selina's voice was small, desperate, stopping him in his tracks. "Wouldn't you give us a chance? I don't want a child to grow up in the shadows, Zane. Not like I did." "Then get rid of it," he declared, not turning around."Let me be clear, Selina: you will never be the mother of my child. Not now. Not ever."

They called King Kaelen the most brutal Alpha to ever lead the Black Ridge Pack, until his own blood betrayed him, leaving him to die with thirty-two stabs to the heart. He expected the void of the afterlife. Instead, he wakes up a century later in the body of Linus, the useless third prince of the Blue Moon Kingdom. ​In this new world, Linus is nothing but a decorative pawn, a frail Omega sold to the enemy Emperor Fenrir to stop a war. To the court, Linus is a pathetic sacrifice. To his best friend, Silas, he is a rival who needs to be eliminated. To Fenrir, he is just another malnourished rabbit destined for a cage. ​But they’ve made a fatal mistake. ​The boy they see is a weakling, but the soul inside is a King who refuses to be submissive. Kaelen doesn't want a soft bed or a master; he wants his throne back. As he suppresses his Omega pheromones and unleashes a century-old bloodlust, the Iron Fang Empire realizes that their Omega concubine is actually the most dangerous man in the palace. ​The original Linus is dead. The man who replaced him is a monster in silk robes, and he’s ready to show the world that even in the body of an Omega, a King always rules. ​The Emperor wanted a mate to claim. He’s about to get a partner who might just conquer him instead.

~In a world ruled by blood and power, love is the most dangerous move of all.~ Isabella Moretti has spent her life knowing two things. Loyalty is everything, and the Romano family is the enemy. Especially Dante Romano. He always seemed cold, sharp and untouchable.The kind of man who doesn’t look at girls like her even when they shared the same halls, the same classrooms, the same stolen glances she swore he never noticed. Then he disappeared. Five years later, he returns not as the boy she once knew but as something far more dangerous. And when Isabelle's world falls apart, the last person she expects to claim her is Dante. Not to save her. Not to comfort her. But to possess her and no one is allowed to touch what he claims. He tells himself she’s just leverage, a necessary move in a deadly game of power. Keeping her close ensures the enemy cannot touch her… or use her. But proximity is a dangerous thing. Because Isabella has always known the fire beneath his ice. And Dante is about to discover that the girl he once ignored is no longer a naive school crush. She’s sharp, fearless, and far too intoxicating to keep at arm’s length. ~Isabella is supposed to be a leverage, a strategic move in a ruthless war. Instead, she becomes his weakness.~

“By the time I’m finished with you, you’ll forget your own name… but you’ll never forget mine” —————×————— Amalia Moretti should have died in that alley. Instead, Dante Castellano decided she was worth saving. A mafia king feared for his cruelty and power, Dante doesn’t rescue people, he claims them. With one signature on a contract, Amalia becomes his wife for a year, trapped in a world ruled by blood, secrets, and control. Living under Dante’s roof means obeying his rules and enduring his attention. Every touch lingers too long. Every look feels dangerous. Fear turns into heat, and hatred blurs into desire. What starts as possession becomes obsession. But as Amalia digs into the truth behind her brother’s death, she uncovers lies that threaten everything Dante has built and everything she feels for him. Loving him could destroy her. Leaving him might get her killed.