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Ariana Sinclair has spent her life trying not to be noticed. With silver eyes and nothing remarkable about her, staying invisible was the only way she knew how to survive. Everything changed the night her mother disappeared. Hunted and left with no one to trust, Ariana would not have survived if Kael Vaughn had not stepped in. He fought for her, and in that moment, his wolf claimed her as his mate. After that, her eyes turned gold. Ariana soon discovers she is the Fifth Blood, a power tied to something ancient and unfinished. When creatures from the Void begin to appear, it becomes clear that this is not a coincidence. Something is searching for her. Kael, the Storm Wolf Alpha, should have walked away, but the bond between them only grows stronger. As his power becomes darker and harder to control, Ariana begins to realize that what connects them may also destroy them. Because the Void is not just invading. It is looking for her. And whatever she is becoming… may not be something the world can survive.

Sophia Akira, was popular as best-known fan-fic writer. She was childhood nemesis with Liam Tatsuya. Their hatred for each other was just a excuse why they argue and disagree with each other. Below the cover of competition their love and trust for each other was unstoppable... Their love for each other was began in their high school days eventually creating high school love story but it doesn't stop there!!! their love went on to their camps days. Despite the problem they eventually continued to love each other forever!!

Athena the best princess in the history was faced with tragic end of her life. Just as she thought that her life is over and heavens await for her. She again opened her eyes in a new body. In front of her was no other than the Demon lord that she killed with her own hands in her previous body. Argument and fights were normal for them but love which was hidden in depths of their selfish desires came to light. Athena, in midst of her love was faced by the anger of those people who betrayed the original owner of her body, Luna. She decided to take revenge on those who once consider her as nothing more than a piece of junk. Supporting her was no other than the exact person that she killed with her own hands, Demon lord or rather Julian his new name.

[WARNING: mature content, toxic relationship] The empress Rosetta, who made the most strongest yet most complicated empire in history was suddenly pulled into space-time hole. Taking her to her past life. She was a male. A emperor. Of course it was her. But the happiness of seeing herself in her past life doesn't last long as her past self fall in love with her present self. Theo, her past self was lusting after her. But unexpectedly she was transported back to her empire. ***** "I know I am no different from him. But the fact that is different between us is. I can hide it. The lust, the obsession and the possessiveness that I feel towards him." She thought as he appeared again. In her empire. To haunt her. To lust after her.

**MATURE CONTENT** Yvette Swan grew up believing she was the cherished daughter of the powerful Swan family. Until the real heiress returned. Overnight, love turned into indifference… then cruelty. The home she once clung to became a gilded cage where she was nothing more than a tolerated mistake. Still, one person stood by her side. Her older brother, Nathan. Until the night she woke up beside his corpse. Framed for his murder with the very dagger her father once gifted her, Yvette is dragged into the Swan family’s private hell. Her nails are ripped out one by one. Her fiancé betrays her without hesitation. And the family she once loved watches… as if she were already dead. Branded a murderer. Broken. Abandoned. Her last thought is a vow… If she ever gets another chance… she will make them all pay. But fate doesn’t grant mercy. It offers something far more dangerous. ~~~~~~ Rescued from the brink of death, Yvette awakens in the mansion of the powerful Quinn family. Their missing daughter, Isabelle Quinn, has vanished without a trace. And Yvette looks exactly like her. Given a new identity, a new life, and a role she can never escape, Yvette steps into Isabelle’s world. A world of power, deception… and a marriage alliance that could shake the entire underworld. Because waiting for her is a man far more terrifying than the Swans. Cassian Knight. Heir to an empire built on blood. A man feared for his ruthlessness… and known for feeling nothing at all. No fear. No guilt. No love. A man who treats human lives like expendable pieces in a game only he knows how to win. But something is wrong. Because the moment Yvette steps into his world He begins to feel. A touch he cannot forget. A warmth he cannot explain. An obsession he cannot control. He doesn’t trust her. He knows she’s hiding something. But instead of exposing her… He decides to keep her. Because if she’s a lie… He wants to see how far that lie can go. And if she’s not… Then she might be the only proof that he’s still human. ~~~~~~ Now trapped in a marriage built on secrets, suspicion, and a dangerous attraction neither of them understands… Yvette must outplay a man who can see through lies… While hiding the truth that could get her killed. And Cassian? He’s no longer just watching. He’s hunting. As the past resurfaces and enemies close in, one thing becomes clear… The girl who died in the torture chamber is gone. What remains… Is something far more dangerous. ~~~~~~ She wants revenge. He wants to feel. And in a world where trust is a luxury neither can afford… They might just destroy each other first.

I was Serena Vitale. Queen of everything. That all changes in a night. When an attack is carried on my father during his birthday dinner and every famiglia is breathing on my neck. My uncle, Matteo has also threatened my heirship to the Vitale Empire, I am forced to seek help from an unlikely ally. Luca Ferrante— my ex lover. He’s everything different from what I remember. Now he wants me to be his owned property. What would I let win in the end— my pride, my lust or my responsibility?

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]

She died three times—and every time, because the war broke out. And then she's reborn on the most humiliating and painful day of her life: the day she's rejected by the love of her life. So on her fourth life, Seraphina does the unthinkable and heads straight to the source of the war: She marches into the Demon Lord’s castle… And proposes marriage! Now bound to the most dangerous man alive, she must stop a war that always happens— Before it kills her again.

[WARNING TRIGGER: Mature Content 18+. No Rape] #Excerpt "Did you go meet him again, my sweet girl?" a voice whispered in her room. Luna spun towards the sound, but only a shadow lingered on her bed. She gasped as the figure rose, stepping towards her. "I... I... hmm...” she stuttered, her mind racing for excuses. She had thought he wasn't in the packhouse today. "No need for excuses, my sweet lamb," the voice cooed. "Now, are you ready for your punishment?" - - - - - - "He was her past, present, and future. She was his beginning and end." ______________ Synopsis Luna wanted revenge, surprisingly not on the alpha who rejected her, but on the man who claimed her as his bride, the man who was none other than the Lycan King, Alpha of Alphas. Luna Harristone was the pack's outcast, ridiculed all her life because she had'nt awakened her wolf by age 19. The alpha who claimed he loved her and promised to make her his bride rejected her like trash. Luna felt like her life had no meaning until the news spread that the feared Lycan King, Draven Iranov, was arriving. At the banquet, he claimed her as his bride. but his eyes triggered a flood of memories of the man who killed her parents. Draven Iranov is a twisted, emotionless king, notorious for his merciless deeds. Many called him a monster; his behavior and actions were pure evil. he was the monster that lurked in the shadows. Draven claimed he knew her. But Luna only remembered him as the monster who killed her parent. And wanted nothing to do with him. The problem? Luna wanted to kill him, but he wants to marry her. Will she be able to escape the clutches of the heartless king? or will she have to face the demons of her past, all alone. Author’s POV: “have you ever read a werewolf story that is set in ancient time, with the focus on Regency era romance? If not, then sit back let this story take you on a wild ride of ectasy (;..^~^.;). I promise you’d be blown away!” _______________ #Slowburn #Morally twisted Ml #Adventure #R18 #Dark Romance __________ Connect with me on these platforms Discord: Mimidaniels_ Facebook: Author Mimidaniels Instagram: Writer Mimidaniels_

This is Book 2 of The Soulfire Chronicles. The Rise of the Flamebearer told the story of how I survived. This is the story of what it cost me. Alaric and Evelyne, my beloved husband and dear cousin, two people I trusted and loved, betrayed me with each other and had me burned alive. My mother sacrificed her life to bring me back before my execution date. I remembered every betrayal before it happened, and I used all of it. The affair. The stolen assets. The lies he told to keep me caged. I filed for divorce, gained the Empress's approval, and walked out of that marriage with fire in my blood and three awakening trials behind me. Alaric now sits under house arrest and under investigation. Duke Caelan Vorenthal was my husband's greatest rival. He was also my ally, my protector, and the man I never planned on wanting. I built something real with him while I was tearing my husband apart. Then news arrived of his demise. His unit destroyed. No survivors found. I don't get to fall apart. The wards protecting seventeen estates are failing, and my blood is the only thing that can hold them. Eight months to stabilize everything and reach the final trial. If I fail, the collapse begins and it won't stop. Something bigger has been moving behind all of this. I can feel it. I just can't name it yet. Here comes Crown Prince Thalion. He thinks I'm dangerous, said so to my face, and now he's assigned as my escort because he doesn't trust anyone else to do it. Eight months with this man's eyes on my every move. He wasn't supposed to be part of this. He's becoming something I didn't plan for, and the way he looks at me when he thinks I can't see it is becoming harder to ignore. I was bred to obey. I burned. I came back. And I'm not finished. Regression | Enemies-to-Lovers | Forced Proximity | Slow Burn | Political Intrigue | R18

#PossessiveAlpha #SharpTonguedOmega #RoyalCourt #EnemiesToLovers #SlowBurn #ABO #Mpreg #EliteGuards #KnifeDuke #ScandalRomance #DepartmentOfSpite The Emperor’s bloodhound knows only how to hunt and he’s found a very interesting new prey. Gregoris Frasner doesn’t do polite conversation or slow dances. He doesn’t charm at banquets or linger for court gossip. He kills when ordered, tracks threats no one else can see, and sleeps better when his hands are stained with something real. His loyalty belongs to the Emperor and his Consort. Everything else is temporary. Until Rafael Rosenroth. Rafael was supposed to stay out of this. He’d spent years avoiding his mother’s arranged marriages, carefully balancing court expectations with just enough distance to be safe. But after one too many incidents, he was drafted into Gabriel’s infamous “Department of Spite,” where diplomacy is sharp, everything is weaponized, and affection is more dangerous than betrayal. But fate and Alexandra pushed him right into the depths of hell. What began as a joke turned into an obsessive alpha and an omega who wants nothing to do with him. Books order: Bound by the Mark of Lies (BL) Shadow Unit Scandal: The Commander’s Omega

Winter Harper came to New York with a plan. The plan failed. So she built something else — three jobs, a small apartment, and a three-year-old daughter who calls strangers "Dada" with alarming confidence. She didn't expect Alex Larson to be in that city. She didn't expect one exhausted, unguarded night to change everything. And she absolutely did not expect to be pregnant — again — by the one man she's spent her whole life refusing to need. Alex is cold, controlled, and worth more money than most countries. He's also been quietly showing up in Winter's life for months — paying her rent anonymously, making her shifts easier, picking up her daughter from daycare like he has the right to. When he finds out she's carrying his child and she hasn't said a word, he shows up at her door with ice in his eyes and two questions she doesn't have good answers to. Winter has her pride, her independence, and every reason not to trust him. Alex has his money, his patience, and a three-year-old who already calls him Dada. Chloe always knew. She just had to wait for the adults to catch up.

Warning Mature content - Rated 18+ I was born cursed—an omega in a world that worships strength. My pack despises me. My stepmother and stepsister humiliate me. The only one who’s ever shown me love is my father… but even his power couldn’t stop the treaty that bound me to enemy territory. To survive, I must attend Noctos Dominium Academy, a prestigious school ruled by the most dangerous pack in the region. And at its heart is him— Damien Blackwood, the enemy Alpha’s son. Cold. Ruthless. Tattooed sin wrapped in grey eyes that burn with violence. On my first day, he pulled me out of my car, slammed me against the hood, and promised he’d break me. I should hate him. And I do. But hatred has a taste, a burn in the veins that feels too much like desire. And no matter how much I fight it, his presence sparks something I can’t control. As tensions rise between our packs, more threats surface—hidden enemies, dark secrets, and shadows that want me dead. Three new boys enter my life: Kieran Vale – the golden rebel with a sharp tongue and dangerous smile. Flirtatious, reckless, yet with secrets buried deep. Malakai Draven – quiet, haunting, a genius with a tragic past. His intensity draws me in even when I try to resist. Lucien Thalor – A cold, mysterious prince with silver eyes and hidden depths. Each of them offers a different kind of danger, a different kind of temptation. Yet all roads lead back to Damien—the one I should never want, the one who embodies everything I was raised to despise. Trapped between duty and desire, love and hate, betrayal and loyalty, and an unknown enemy threatening the lands, I have to decide: Will I burn for the enemy Alpha, or will his hatred consume me whole? This isn’t just school. This is war. And I am the prize at the center of it all

“No one looks at you. No one touches you. You’re a Whitehall now... And you’re mine.” Roman’s voice was a low, dangerous growl against her neck. She tilted her chin, meeting the predator in his eyes with her own cold fire. “I belong to no one, Roman, certainly not a beast in a jersey. If you want to claim me, you’ll have to do better than your father’s signature on a contract.” She spun her wheelchair to leave, but he was faster. His hand locked around her waist, dragging her back as his palm slammed against the wall beside her head. “Don’t you fucking dare me, Estelle.” — Estelle Rutledge was the Ice Queen of the Rutledge sports dynasty: national treasure, global brand, and the financial backbone of her family’s empire. Until one catastrophic crack on the ice shattered her career… and left her in a wheelchair. In the elite world of the one percent, a broken asset becomes a liability. With the Rutledge legacy collapsing under a mountain of debt, Estelle’s own mother did the unthinkable. She sold her daughter to the highest bidder, trading Estelle’s freedom for a check from Magnus Whitehall, the ruthless billionaire owner of a professional hockey empire. But Magnus didn’t buy Estelle for himself. He bought her to be his son’s leash. Roman Whitehall is the NHL’s most dangerous beast. A volatile heir with a scandal-soaked reputation and a temper that threatens the family’s billions. To the league’s board, he’s a loose cannon. To his father, he’s a problem that needs a wife to clean up his image. The command was simple: “Be the one thing he can’t avoid… or lose your legs.” Now Estelle is legally bound to a man who sees their marriage as a cage, and her as the bars holding him in. Roman believes she’s a fragile burden. Estelle thinks he’s a monster fueled by rage and secrets. But inside the Whitehall mansion, built on power, money, and lies, Estelle discovers a terrifying truth: she is not the first “Ice Queen” Magnus Whitehall has broken. Trapped in dynasty politics and a contract signed in blood, Estelle faces an impossible choice. Will she let the Whitehalls destroy what’s left of her… or join forces with the beast she hates most and burn their empire to the ground? Because even though she hates it, Roman Whitehall may be the only man who can help her stand again. Even if he has to break her first.

Four years ago, he whispered my name like it was his. Now, he says it like a curse as he claims my life. I should hate him. But I don’t. Renzo Valenti was once the boy who whispered promises against my skin. Now, he’s the man who watches me like I’m a mistake he hasn’t decided how to erase. The night everything fell apart, I lost my world. And somehow… ended up trapped in his. Every word he gives me is a command. Every silence feels like a threat. Every step I take pulls me deeper into something I should want to escape. He doesn’t trust me. He doesn’t forgive me. And yet— he won’t let anyone else touch me. I don’t know what’s more dangerous anymore— the truth behind that night… or the man who refuses to let me go.

When Rosalind follows her father to a grand banquet in the kingdom of Ewyndor, she expects nothing but humiliation as her father intends to pawn her off to settle his gambling debts. Rosalind is fiercely unwilling to be controlled and is definitely unprepared for the attention of King Alaric, the kingdom’s feared tyrant whose dangerous charm and ruthless reputation make the bravest men tremble and women weak in their knees. Intrigued by her defiance, Alaric claims Rosalind as his own, and suddenly she is trapped in his castle, under the scrutiny of his watchful eyes, sinful tongue, and burning touch. Desperate to escape, she discovers a secret ally in a mysterious servant, one whose true identity shocks her and forces her to question everything she thought was real, with the fact that her father hadn't been in debt at all but had handed her to the malicious king with evil intentions. Rosalind finds herself caught between two men: the controlling, prideful king who desires her completely, and the enigmatic servant who sees her as more than a prize. In a palace where deception is law and freedom is impossible, can Rosalind survive and who will truly claim her heart?

[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 their forbidden secret? #BL #Omegaverse #SportsRomance #RivalsToLovers #SecretIdentity #PossessiveAlpha #Smut #Hockey #ForcedProximity #EnemiesWithBenefits#Mpreg#Erotica

The Desert Kingdom would trade dreams slipping away like grains of sand for illusions that shimmered like mirages; and the Abyssal Realm wandered among shadows, yet drowned in the heart of the light. And he - the ruler of the Frozen Throne - would spread his dominion into mortal hearts and sow suffering there. As for me, I was a Tear Collector born from the echo of fate. I gathered weeping souls, touched their memories, and gently embraced their cold, hardened hearts. This is how the Realm of Tears was protected; it was sacred, unyielding, and merciless toward the lost.

[REBORN] [REVENGE] [OP-FLAME MAGIC] [POLITICAL INTRIGUE] [POSSESSIVE ML] My husband burned me alive. My unborn child died in the flames. My cousin watched and smiled. But the fire didn't kill me. It woke me up. I am Seraphina D'Lorien, and I have returned to the months before my execution with a power they never expected: The Flamebearer’s Bloodline. They think I’m the same obedient wife. They think I’ll walk into their traps again. They are wrong. To destroy them, I need an ally. I need Duke Caelan Vorenthal... my husband’s deadliest rival and a man the entire Empire fears. He offers me protection. He offers me a throne. But his touch carries a heat that rivals the fire in my veins. I was bred to obey. I was reborn to reign. This time, I’m the one holding the match. What to expect: Ruthless Revenge: No forgiveness for traitors. Awakened Power: Watch the FL master the forbidden Flamebearer magic. Political Chess: High-stakes court maneuvering. Protective/Dangerous ML: A rival who becomes an obsession. Slow-Burn, High-Heat: 18+ content (Steamy scenes).

One day before her wedding, Lyra Valtieri discovered that her fiancé was having an affair with the best friend she trusted the most. Even worse, that betrayal turned out to be part of their plan to seize her family’s wealth. Broken and intoxicated by the pain, Lyra spent one night with a stranger, a man who was also heartbroken because the woman he intended to propose to had chosen to pursue her ballet career instead. In a half-conscious state, they spent the night together without ever truly seeing each other’s faces. The next morning, Lyra left just like that, leaving a sum of money on the table because she assumed the man was nothing more than a gigolo she had hired to forget the worst night of her life. She never knew who the man was. The man never knew who Lyra was either. But he never forgot one thing, the insult of being given money by that woman. Six years later, Lyra returned to her country to save her family’s company, which was on the brink of collapse. She had no choice but to form a partnership with the Withmore family in order to save it. But who would have thought, she would meet Lucien Whitmore, the President Director of Luxora Holdings, who had been her rival since childhood. Neither of them realized the truth about that night six years ago. Lyra did not know that the man she had thought was a gigolo was Lucien Whitmore. Lucien also did not know that the woman he had been searching for all this time was standing right in front of him. What will happen when they both discover that the person they slept with six years ago is their enemy? And what will Lucien do when he finds out that, from that night six years ago, he has a child with his enemy?