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She picked up the vase, examining it closely. I stood up dropping the gun in my hand on the bed to go near her. 'I need to know what she looks like from up close. Someone with such a voice have to be perfect in every other way as well'. >>>>>>> She is mine now, a fragile creature trapped in my world. I would decide her fate. This little rabbit is mine now, now that it is caught in my trap, it is mine to possess, mine to ruin, mine to break or protect. MINE forever. __________________ What will happen when ruthless, calculative and dangerous Mrityunjaya Singh Rathore fall in love with a sweet, innocent and full of life Ishika, stay tuned to find out.

[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.

Demyan hated Leksa, profoundly. He would never miss an opportunity to taunt him, fight him, or laugh at him. That’s why he mockingly called him “my wife” and joined forces under his command. Wait… under his command!? Dammit, that pretty face deceived him again!

​"Everything we’ve been through... and you reduce it to a single word? 'Duty'?" Mathias’s voice was a low, dangerous rumble. ​"Is that all I am to you, Olivia? Just a duty? Nothing more?" ​Mathias searched her eyes for a long, agonizing moment, waiting for a response—for a crack in her mask—but she remained as still as a frozen lake. ​"I gave my father everything: my loyalty, my dignity, and the heart of the husband I betrayed. In return, he gave me the executioner’s blade." ​Betrayed by her own blood, Olivia was stripped of her title and mutilated in a spectacle of shame. ​Her father’s final words were a poison more lethal than any blade: She was never a daughter, only a tool. ​But the fire of Olivia's soul refused to burn out. She awakens months before her execution. Back in time. ​Back to the side of Mathias, the cold and distant husband she once wronged for a father who loathed her. ​Now, Mathias looks at her with nothing but icy distrust, and Olivia must navigate a marriage filled with shadows. ​This time, Olivia won’t be a pawn. She will be the wife Mathias truly deserves... and the nightmare her family never saw coming. ​She has returned from the ashes, and this time, her wings are made of steel. ​Will she find redemption in the heart of the man she once loved too late, or will the flames of revenge consume them both?.

Han Soorin thought landing the job of a lifetime—makeup artist for LUMEN, the hottest K-pop boy band in the world—would be her dream come true. Billboards, music shows, sold-out arenas… and her ultimate bias, Jung Haejin, standing just a breath away. But reality? A nightmare wrapped in designer clothes. Haejin, the flawless leader adored by millions, is nothing like the angelic idol Gleams worship. Offstage he’s cold, sharp-tongued, and impossible to please. The first words he throws at Soorin? A sneer at her “lack of manners” and a warning she won’t survive a week. Yet every day backstage pulls her deeper into their chaotic world—glittering stages, vicious rumors, obsessive fans, and the suffocating pressure of perfection. She sees the cracks in Haejin’s mask, the loneliness behind the spotlight… and against her better judgment, her hatred begins to blur into something far more dangerous. When a scandal threatens to destroy them both, Soorin must decide: walk away from the idol she swore to hate, or risk everything to stand by the man she never expected to possibly... love? ✨✨✨✨✨ [Chapter: 5-20 Update Daily] [Update schedule: 10+ comments or 2 reviews=1 Bonus chapter]

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.

“Alpha Troy! Over here!” I yelled, raising my hand for help. I was under attack by a monster while saving my mates. The four of them heard me cry out as the creature clawed me and slammed me against the wall. “Help me!” I gasped, but their attention shifted when a soft cry came from the other side. It was Oriana, the gentle princess and a warrior, a combination most men lusted after. But not my mates. They were in my troupe, my friends, my lovers. We shared a bed, a bond. I knew they would save me. “Ohhh! I’m going to die,” she whimpered again, though she could have stood up easily. The monster’s focus was on me. “Yorick!” I screamed, reaching for another of my mates, struggling to escape, my leg tangled in silver chains. My mates looked at me and then at her—and I saw it. The shine of love in their eyes. In a heartbeat, they ran to her. My heart slowed. Tears welled up. Oriana had warned me: when it came down to it, they would choose her. She told me they only used me to pass time in the dorm room because I agreed for gangbang while other she-wolves did not. And now, right before my eyes, they were leaping into battle—for her. “We’ll come back for you, don’t worry,” Haiden shouted, as if that erased the betrayal. At that moment, the monster turned back to me. And I knew there would be no saving me. So I prayed they’d live long enough to regret their choice. --- Clementine had spent her life as the insufferable daughter of an alpha—tough, rebellious, and uninterested in love, especially in a world where male wolves were allowed multiple mates. Tired of her attitude, her stepmother forced her into an academy built to train fighters against deadly monsters. On her first day, Clementine was shocked to find her roommates were the worst people from her past: -Alpha Yorick, her bitter ex-boyfriend -Alpha Troy, her ex–best friend who believed she betrayed him -Alpha Haiden, the bully who had made her life hell -And Alpha Ian, her former cellmate who thought she manipulated him into punishment They all seemed to want revenge. But when they fought side by side on the battlefield, something strange happened–Clementine felt a mate bond with all of them. At first, things turned steamy. Hatred became desire. Tension turned into passion. But then, Clementine saw the truth: when it came down to it, they would always choose someone else over her. To them, she had only ever been a distraction, a toy to share and throw away.

After Lila suddenly loses her parents to an accident caused by her father's rival, she has to navigate the world by herself, run from the people still after her and ensure her parents get the revenge they deserve so they can rest in peace. But what happens when after all her struggles, her heart chooses the one single lead she has on her parents death. He's handsome, so what? He's still a murderer and a criminal. “Book me a surgery" “A surgery?Boss are you sick?” “No” She looks at me confused, “so what's the surgery for?” “A heart surgery, I'm just going to remove my heart and be done with all this” “Ehh, boss, I don't think you can continue living without a heart” “Really? Find me scientists then, they're going to start a research on it”

She picked up the vase, examining it closely. I stood up dropping the gun in my hand on the bed to go near her. 'I need to know what she looks like from up close. Someone with such a voice have to be perfect in every other way as well'. >>>>>>> She is mine now, a fragile creature trapped in my world. I would decide her fate. This little rabbit is mine now, now that it is caught in my trap, it is mine to possess, mine to ruin, mine to break or protect. MINE forever. __________________ What will happen when ruthless, calculative and dangerous Mrityunjaya Singh Rathore fall in love with a sweet, innocent and full of life Ishika, stay tuned to find out.

The night Selene turns ten, her world burns. Her family is slaughtered under the Alpha King’s banner. Her pack is erased from history. Her little sister dies screaming in the garden they once played in. And on Selene’s forehead, a mark appears. The Crimson Crescent. The symbol of a prophecy powerful enough to terrify kings. Hunted, orphaned, and forced into hiding, Selene grows up in the shadows with only grief, rage, and a vow carved into her bones. She will survive. She will return. And she will make the man responsible pay in blood. Eight years later, Selene infiltrates the royal castle as a servant, hiding her identity behind a false name and lowered eyes. Every day she walks the halls of power. Every night she sharpens her hatred. The Alpha King is closer than ever. Close enough to kill. But the monster she prepared herself to face is not the man she finds. As secrets unravel and the truth behind the massacre begins to surface, Selene is trapped between vengeance and something far more dangerous. Desire. Loyalty. Choice. Because the prophecy was never about destruction alone. It was about a queen rising from ashes. And deciding who deserves to burn.

I’m attracted to my boss… . . “Take your eyes off me… you make my stomach turn.” … Feelings… were mistaken for something real. A delusion… he couldn’t hide his true feelings. … “After all that torment… would you admit that you love me?” … A story where words of love don’t come easily. Are you ready to read?

Raina Voss was born to race—until the night she hit a black wolf on a fog-soaked highway… and the road hit back. The crash should’ve killed her. Instead, it marks her. Now the underground world of werewolf packs is watching her every move, because the scar on her skin isn’t just a wound—it’s a claim. And the man who appears after the accident, Ronan Lycaon, isn’t just dangerous… he’s the Lycaon King, a ruler feared even by his own Council. Ronan says Raina belongs to him. Raina says she’d rather die than be owned. But when a traitor inside Ronan’s pack starts hunting her, Raina is forced into a brutal deal: stay by the King’s side, or become the reason his empire collapses. On the Grey Roads, speed is survival. And love… is the most lethal contract of all.

Selara carries a secret powerful enough to start a war. Hunted after the fall of her royal bloodline, she is forced into the territory of Draven Blackclaw, a cold, dangerous Alpha whose obsession with control is matched only by his hunger for dominance. He does not trust her. He does not want her. Yet he cannot let her go. Their connection begins in hostility and grows into a dangerous game of power, desire, and restraint. Selara refuses to submit. Draven refuses to release her. Between them lies a fragile line between protection and possession. As enemies rise and the pack begins to question their Alpha’s loyalty, Selara must decide whether revenge matters more than survival and whether loving Draven will save her… or destroy them both. A slow-burn, dark werewolf romance packed with obsession, forbidden attraction, enemies-to-lovers tension, and explosive secrets.

Princess Sun-Hee was raised to be the light of a kingdom that no longer exists. In one night of fire and steel, her world was reduced to ash by the "Mad General," a man who loves war more than life and commands a pack of shadow-wolves that hunt by his very thought. She expected a quick death. Instead, she received a gold-plated cage. The General didn't destroy her home for land or silver. He did it for her. Bound by an ancestral debt her father never intended to pay, Sun-Hee is claimed as the ultimate spoils of war. Deep within his Shadow Palace, she is forced into a life of opulent silence, where every silk robe is a shackle and every meal is a reminder of her surrender. But the General is hiding a brutal truth: a creeping madness is clawing at his mind, an alpha-curse that only Sun-Hee’s touch can soothe. He is a predator who has never known peace. She is the captive who holds the key to his sanity. As the King’s jealousy boils and rival empires gather at the borders, Sun-Hee must navigate a deadly game of moral ambiguity. To save what remains of her people, she must decide if she will break the man who destroyed her world or become the mate to the monster who would burn the rest of the world to keep her.

He wants to break her. She might just destroy him. Isabelle Duval entered the hallowed halls of St. Aurelia’s Academy with nothing but a violin and a past she can’t remember. In a place where bloodlines are currency, she is a ghost, invisible, until she catches the eye of the school’s most dangerous predator. Dmitri Volkov is the crown prince of a medical empire, a man who views the world with the cold precision of a surgeon’s blade. He doesn't want Isabelle’s love; he wants her submission. He is determined to unravel her secrets and dismantle her spirit, note by agonizing note. But as Dmitri draws Isabelle into his dark orbit of power and obsession, the lines between hunter and prey begin to blur. Isabelle isn't just another girl to be discarded; she is a haunting melody that he cannot stop playing. At St. Aurelia, love is a war of wills. And as the music rises, Dmitri is about to learn that the girl he intended to ruin is the only thing capable of burning his empire to the ground.

I own the MC but nothing else. When the successor to God was chosen, she does what any fan of tv, movies, anime, and manga would do, go to the vast multiverses to help others but also to change events for the better. MC is Lesbian and OP.

Haylen Denvers has everything—wealth, beauty, popularity. What she doesn’t have is a heart she’s willing to give. She gets close to Jacean Smiths for revenge, never expecting feelings to blur the line between pretence and truth. As secrets surface, Haylen must choose—destroy Jacean as planned , or risk everything by falling for him.

In the world of wealth and privilege, Gabriela Flores is a force to be reckoned with. As the oldest daughter of a powerful American-Latina family, she's stunningly beautiful with curves that command attention, raven-black hair, and dark, eyes that sparkle with sass and intelligence. Her full lips curve into a perpetual pout, and her nose, slightly rounded at the tip, adds to her exotic charm. But beneath her fiery exterior lies a kind soul, waiting to be discovered. Gabriela's life is predetermined - she's the heiress of the Flores empire, but there's a catch: she must excel in college, become a success story, and start a family of her own. As she steps into the prestigious White's Academy to study business administration, she's ready to take on the world. But drama, romance, and self-discovery await her, all while navigating the cutthroat world of high society and uncovering secrets about her relationship with an underwater world she had been dreaming about for years. With her sassy attitude and sharp wit, Gabriela won't back down from a challenge. But as she navigates the complexities of her family's expectations and her own desires, she'll have to confront the ultimate question: can she claim her rightful place as the Flores heiress and still follow her own heart?

Katherine Blaire has worked six grueling years to rise to the top of the banking world of Manhattan. Confident, voluptuous, and ambitious, she's nearly within reach of the promotion that will help to finance the college education of her autistic brother. She needs but one account- the account of Anthony Marvin, arguably the most influential and dangerous man in New York. Anthony "Tony" Marvin doesn't just own hotels and nightclubs. He controls both legitimate and underground empires as the heir of the most notorious mafia family in the city. Tony is ruthless, heartbreakingly handsome, and untouchable until Katherine enters his club with the business plan and with an unwavering refusal to back away from him. When Tony offers Katherine something she cannot refuse —a night with him in exchange for the contract —she storms out, humiliated and outraged. But Tony is interested in the woman who had the strength to say no to him, and Katherine finds herself drawn into a dangerous game of power struggle, desire, and growing love. As their relationship grows stronger, Tony's father, the ruthless mafia kingpin Thomas Marvin, will do whatever it takes to eliminate what he sees as his son's greatest weakness. Surrounded by enemies and with Katherine's entire family in danger, she and Tony must decide if their love is worth risking everything — including their lives. In a world in which love is the ultimate vulnerability, can a banker and a mafia prince redefine the rules of power?

"I'll make you fall in love with me sweetheart." - Jett. "We'll see about that." - Jamie. - "I bet your dick is so small you need a microscope to see it." - Jamie. "I'll let you be the judge of that." - Jett. - Jett is the second son of a wealthy, powerful household that expects him to inherit the family company alongside his older brother. But Jett wants none of it. Boxing is the only thing that makes sense to him, Jett has spent most of his adult days swinging with his fists, the only place where he decides the rules. Jamie is everything Jett claims to hate. Cute, sharp-tongued, stubborn as hell, and impossible to ignore. A college student with a bright car, a sharp mouth, and a younger brother he protects with everything he has. Jett is like smoke, angry, dark, drifting between worlds he refuses to choose from. Jamie is like sugar, sweet at the core, though he hides it under thorns and fire. Together, they're a slow, inevitable burn.