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Have you ever loved someone enough to let them ruin you? Lines blur until neither knows where revenge ends and devotion begins. This is not a love story. It’s a descent. A dark romance of power, cruelty, obsession, and the kind of attachment that doesn’t ask to be healthy—only eternal.

Valoria was the omega who couldn't shift — the pack freak no one wanted. Her fated mate chose her sister on the altar. Her father's solution? Hand her over as a spare bride to Lycan King Azrael — the most feared, most ruthless lycan alive. A beast who doesn't love, doesn't feel, and doesn't show mercy. He didn't want her either. But he kept her — not as a wife, not as a mate. As a toy. Something pretty to break when he's bored. "You're mine until I decide you're not, little mouse. And I haven't decided yet." He tortures her, taunts her, watches her break and smiles like it's art. But somewhere between the cruelty and the madness, his hands learned her body before his heart learned her name. He doesn't want to love her — he wants to own her, tame her, ruin her so completely that no one else will ever want what's left. And the damning part? She's starting to crave it. But there is a little secret that Azrael doesn't know. This is not Valoria's first rodeo in life. He doesn't know the Moon Goddess ripped her from death with one mission; to seduce him, tame him, and end his reign. One hundred days. That's all she has before he kills her or she kills him. The only thing the goddess didn't warn her about was the thin chance of falling for the monster she's supposed to destroy WARNINGS: This is a DARK romance. Azrael is not your soft misunderstood hero. He is brutal, possessive, morally corrupt, addictive, and utterly unhinged. Expect 18+ smutty content, dubcon, PLOT TWISTS, and a monster who might either steal or crush your heart. Proceed at your own risk (of addiction, lmao).

[Warning: Mature Content 18+] The dark look in his Hades' eyes caused my body to tingle. For the first time in my life, I felt seen and wanted. "Leave now if you don't want this" there was a rough edge to his tone but there was something else. Desire. Instead of doing what he asked, I took a step closer to him...... Born a slave, Iris has known only cruelty from wolf to wolf, mocked by her fellow humans and hunted by the pack. When a prank drags her into the sacred mating ritual, she stumbles into the center of the circle and everything breaks: the feared Alpha Warrior, Hades, names her in front of the entire kingdom. A human. His mate. Claimed by a man no one dared to cross, the Cursed alpha and the King's blade. Iris is pulled into a world of iron law, whispered curses, and bitter enemies. Hades is a storm, silent, brutal, and bound by a curse that has killed every woman he chose as his mate. As enemies close in and betrayals surface, Iris discovers a power she never knew she had and a truth that could topple kings: she is no ordinary slave. She is the key to breaking the curse and when others find out who she truly is, she becomes a target. Her inner power reveals her as the Ultimate wolf queen and she fights beside Hades conquering their enemies. They end years of human slavery. Love forged in blood becomes war. Allies gather, loyalties shatter, and in the roar of battle Iris must choose; stay hidden as the mate of a Cursed alpha or rise as the wolf queen who will remake the world.

[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?

Five years of marriage. One night of betrayal. Two brothers bound by blood… and a secret that could destroy her. Zara lost everything the night her husband broke her, her home, her dignity, her faith in love. Running from a life that nearly erased her, she never expected to wake up in a stranger’s bed… or that the stranger would turn out to be her husband’s twin. Cassian Hartley is dangerous, cold, and watching her far too closely. He says nothing happened that night. Her body says otherwise. Now Zara is pregnant, trapped between two powerful brothers locked in a war fueled by obsession, control, and revenge. One wants to own her. The other swears he’ll burn the world to keep her safe. But the truth is darker than either of them. A cursed bloodline. A child who may inherit violence. A love that feels like protection… and prison. In a world where love bleeds into possession and safety comes at a terrifying cost, Zara must decide: run from the darkness… or embrace it. A dark romance filled with obsession, secrets, and forbidden desire. Enemies to lovers. Twin rivalry. Pregnancy twist. Once you start, you won’t escape.

In the Kingdom of Vaelis, power decides who lives, who dies… and who lies well enough to survive. Mireya Vale is meant to be nothing. Ungifted. Quiet. Forgettable. Just another girl thrown into the Crown Trials, clawing her way through the brutal Iron Spire where the weak are erased. Then there’s Jax Calder. Everything Vaelis fears. Everything it obeys. The kingdom’s perfect enforcer. The architect of the Iron Spire. The hunter sworn to wipe rebellion from the streets—starting with the elusive Black Thorn. Jax believes in control. In discipline. In breaking threats before they become legends. Until Mireya. There’s something about her… something sharp beneath the silence, something defiant in the way she meets his gaze and refuses to bow. He should crush her. Eliminate her. Walk away. Instead, he watches. Protects. Burns. Drawn together by tension they refuse to name, desire coils where hatred should live—and every stolen look feels like a betrayal waiting to happen. Because in Vaelis, enemies don’t fall in love. They destroy each other first.

To have the ability to see into people's past has no real appeal for the teenager this story is about, letting him only use it as amusement and to show off when he was drunk. Never look into someone's past beyond a superficial level. Never try to find out more than you should. NEVER. EVER. LOOK. INTO. THE. FUTURE. But everything changed the moment he was forced to look into the future, was forced to investigate the circumstances of a murder, and was forced to make the acquaintance of the victim's twin brother('s fists). The more time passed, the more it appeared that the primary reason for this murder wasn't a local, but a global one. This single, marred corpse was the beginning of a threat that would shake the world. (MC loses a screw when he enters the prison.) Slow Burn, BL, first-person view; MC is shorter than ML BUT we have a SWITCH-COUPLE! Love interest falls in love first; both MC and ML are straight, mutual bending, Enemies to Lovers) Many thanks to MelBri for helping so skillfully with any kind of grammar error! (*ˊᗜˋ*)/ᵗᑋᵃᐢᵏ ᵞᵒᵘ* WARNING: sexual content, excessive violence, graphic violence, torture, disturbing scenes https://discord.gg/FvX9PeWraY

*** With teary eyes, she looked towards the body of Lucien lying beside her. Not thinking twice, she stabbed herself with it, the sword sticking out on her other side, and she dropped to the ground. "May we be together until a thousand lifetimes." ----- Faes and wolves have been sworn enemies since the beginning of time. Still Lyanna and Lucien still fall helplessly in love with each other. In the heat of rage, the Fae King, Lyanna's father kills Lucien, and curses both his daughter and Lucien. Still Lyanna blesses them both, to meet until a thousand lifetimes. Fast forward till a thousand years later, when Lyanna and Lucien meet again! ----- This is a Werewolf x Fairy troupe. Please do give it a chance!

In her past life, he ruined her. In this one, he won’t let her go. In her past life, Princess Katerina was promised to Prince Maximilian, the man she loved… until he betrayed her and destroyed her name beyond repair. When duty demanded it, she married King Dorian to save her people. It was a marriage born of sacrifice, not desire. But Maximilian never let her go. Even after ascending the throne of a rival kingdom, he pursued her relentlessly... not as a lover, but as a hunter. An enemy king. A shadow that followed her across borders and battlefields. A war she could never escape. Because of him, she lost everything. Her name. Her achievements. And the most unforgivable loss of all... her children. She died without ever understanding why he destroyed her… or why he never stopped. Reincarnated into the modern world as Catherine Preston, she wants only one thing: a quiet life. She has wealth, a powerful family that adores her, and a brilliant mind meant for research, not war. This time, she believes merit will protect her. This time, she believes the world is fairer. She is wrong. Traitors circle her once more—stealing her work, erasing her name, cornering her with smiles and contracts. And just as she stands on the edge of ruin… he appears again. Not as her enemy. Not as a king. But as her savior. “Marry me,” Maximilian Whitmore says calmly. “I’ll give you everything you dream of.” Catherine refuses. She will not trust the man who destroyed her once already. But fate has other plans. A curse. A bond. A shackle she cannot break. The only way to ease the curse… is intimacy with the man she despised. Bound once more to the enemy king of her past life, Catherine must face a terrifying question: Does Maximilian truly not remember what he did… or is he hiding the truth behind those unreadable eyes? And when King Dorian returns in this life, offering her peace and safety… Two men. Two pasts. One woman who remembers everything. In a world where names mean power and love is a battlefield, was Maximilian her greatest enemy… or the truth she was never meant to uncover? A reincarnation romance of obsession, betrayal, fate-bound love, and painful second chances. #A heart-throbbing reincarnation romance filled with obsession, power, betrayal, and fate-bound love. #Enemies to lovers. Soul shackles. Overbearing kings. Painful second chances. #Slowburn romance. Update will be once a day and there will be bonus chapters if we reach milestones. Hope you'll join me in this journey.

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.

Ananya never expected death to bring her into another life. One moment, she was running her parents’ restaurant in the modern world. The next, she opened her eyes in silk robes, surrounded by hostile stares — the Queen Consort of the empire. But this body was cursed in everyone’s eyes. The Emperor loathed her. The mistress laughed at her. And the court whispered behind her back. Only she wasn’t truly alone. > “Finally, someone can see us!” “What kind of Queen Consort are you, so calm even with ghosts in your chamber?” “Shut up, Wei Rong, let her breathe. She looks like she’s about to faint.” Three ghosts — a stoic scholar, a brash general, and a mischievous noble girl — lingered at her side. They were invisible to all but her. And with them, she learned to survive the poisonous palace. When rumors spread that she was cursed, Ananya stood before the empire’s court. Instead of tears, she offered proof. Instead of fear, she offered dignity. > “If Heaven believes I am cursed, let the fire and smoke betray me. I will not hide.” And Heaven sided with her. Outside the palace, crises struck — starving soldiers, missing supplies, merchants growing fat from stolen grain. Inside, Lady Zhen, the Emperor’s favored mistress, grew bolder by the day, flaunting her beauty and mocking Ananya’s quiet grace. > “Sister, do you still dream of winning His Majesty’s heart? Look at you — plain, dull, unworthy.” “If simplicity is a crime, then let it be mine,” Ananya answered, unshaken. The Emperor indulged Lady Zhen openly… but in the silence of night, he tasted Ananya’s food, lingered at her table, and found himself unsettled by her calm. > “This is not palace fare,” he muttered. “It is lighter,” Ananya replied softly. “Easier to sleep after.” Step by step, conspiracy thickened. At a grand banquet, a poisoned cup was placed in Ananya’s hand. But a ghost’s laugh echoed in her ear — and the cup was swapped. A dancer collapsed instead. From that night on, the Emperor’s gaze changed. He began to notice the woman who never begged for favor, never fought for attention, yet always endured. Still, war brewed at the borders. Betrayals reached even the throne. Assassins crept through the palace halls. And the one person who seemed weakest became the calm at the center of the storm. Through whispered secrets, mischievous hauntings, and quiet resilience, Ananya carved her place in the empire. She would not simply survive. She would rise. And the Emperor who once despised her would one day whisper only her name.

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

She is his slave. He is her tormentor. And he would rather see them both dead than apart. ​River’s life was perfect until Alpha Ryker burned it to the ground. He slaughtered her pack, stole her inheritance, and reduced the once-proud Alpha’s daughter to a bullied Omega slave. ​He should be satisfied with his victory. He should be focused on his newly crowned Luna. Instead, he is obsessed with her. ​Night after night, Ryker steals into River's room, blurring the lines between hatred and desire. When River trembles and asks if he loves her, his answer is more terrifying than his cruelty: ​"What I feel for you is more than love... And if I don't end up having you by the end of the day, I'd kill you. And kill myself." ​They both have fated mates waiting for them, but Ryker doesn't care about fate. He only cares about possession. How can River survive a man who offers her only two choices: be his, or be a corpse?

Northcrest High was supposed to be Aira Kapoor’s fresh start— a school where she could stay invisible, avoid drama, and definitely avoid boys. But her plan dies in the first sixty seconds. Because she crashes—literally—into Reyhan Malhotra. Handsome, arrogant, effortlessly chaotic, and widely known as the school’s Certified Menace, Reyhan is the type of boy every sensible girl avoids. He breaks rules for fun. Teachers fear him. Students worship him. And Aira? She wants absolutely nothing to do with him. Until Reyhan finds her notebook. Inside it: “The 27 Rules for Surviving Reyhan Malhotra.” And instead of being offended, he decides to break every single rule—slowly, loudly, and with a smirk that gets under her skin. What starts as irritation turns into rivalry. Rivalry turns into tension. Tension turns into moments Aira can’t explain. And Reyhan… the boy she swore to avoid… gradually becomes the one person she can’t ignore. Between jealous classmates, chaotic best friends, unexpected feelings, and a growing storm of complications, Aira begins to question the one rule she promised herself she’d never break: Rule #27 — Never, ever fall for him. But Reyhan has never followed rules. So why would he start with these? A hilarious, addictive, slow-burn enemies-to-lovers school romance where a quiet girl meets the boy designed to ruin her peace—and possibly steal her heart.

Suwa Midoriko is an academic with a secret ability to cleanse cursed objects by touching them. So why doesn’t it seem to work on this ritual dagger donated to the museum where she works? It had to be removed from the exhibit, but theft wasn’t what she had in mind! Enter an infamous phantom thief—a man of many names and faces. He wants the dagger, but Midoriko won’t let him have it without putting up a fight! “Sorry, but I can’t let you go now…You’ve seen my real face.” After discovering that there’s more to her abilities than she previously thought, Midoriko finds herself entangled in a criminal underworld full of dangerous sorcerers. Unable to escape this fate, she has no choice but to rely on the thieving wizard who dragged her into this situation to begin with. He stole the dagger, but can he steal her heart, too? [UPDATES DAILY]

“On this stage, you are not a woman. You are a debt to be collected.” Elena Vance was once the crowned jewel of the East Coast, the untouchable "Pearl of Boston." She lived in a world of silk, old money, and the illusion of safety. But that world burned to ashes in a single night. Her father was found dead in a prison cell, her family's empire was seized by the state, and her younger brother’s life now hangs by a thread in a hospital bed she can no longer afford. When the hammer fell at the underground auction, Elena’s fate was sealed. She was sold for a staggering ten million dollars—a price higher than any asset her family ever owned. She expected a monster. She didn't expect Dante Moretti. Five years ago, Dante was the boy from the slums her father took in—the brilliant, silent protégé who followed Elena like a shadow. He was the one who taught her how to dance, the one who looked at her with a hunger that terrified and intoxicated her. But the Vances didn't reward loyalty; they destroyed it. Branded a thief and beaten within an inch of his life, Dante was cast out into the cold. Now, the boy is gone. In his place stands the "King of Ruins," a ruthless CEO who has built his throne on the bones of his enemies. And he has come back for the one thing he was never allowed to have. "I didn't buy you to save you, Elena," Dante whispers, his touch a chilling contrast to the fire in his eyes. "I bought you to watch you break. For every scar your father gave me, I will take a piece of your soul. You are my captive, my plaything, and for the next 365 days, your only master." Locked within Dante’s obsidian manor, Elena is prepared for the cruelty. She is prepared for the submission. But she is not prepared for the truth. As she navigates the lethal corridors of Dante’s world, Elena discovers that the ten million dollars wasn't just a bid of revenge. It was a ransom for a secret she didn't know she carried—a biometric key to a hidden digital vault containing the sins of every powerful family in the country. But Elena Vance is no longer a fragile pearl. In the darkness of captivity, she finds her teeth. She learns to turn Dante’s obsession into her weapon. Between the heated confrontations in the boardroom and the desperate, forbidden nights in his bed, the lines between hatred and desire begin to blur. He wants to ruin her. She wants to reclaim her throne. As a shadow organization emerges to claim the secret Elena holds, the captive and the captor must forge a blood-stained alliance. In a world where trust is a death sentence, they are forced to play a deadly game. Is she the key to his redemption, or the final blow to his destruction? In this war of hearts and power, only one thing is certain: You can’t ransom a soul that has already been sold to the devil.

“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.”

In 2020, Li Yichen died alone in an isolation center, coughing until the world went dark. When he opened his eyes again, he was no longer sick. He was no longer in the future. Reborn into the body of a young man in 1990s China, Li Yichen carried memories of a world that had not yet happened—and knowledge that could change everything. Across the same era, another soul had returned. She remembered the same future. She carried the same scars of a life cut short by a virus that rewrote history. They did not recognize each other as kindred spirits. They became rivals. In a time of rising opportunity and ruthless competition, they clashed in business, ambition, and pride—each determined to survive, to rise, and to never be powerless again. Love was never part of the plan. And neither was the truth—that they were not just rivals of the same era… but survivors of the same ending.