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After a world-shattering Christmas date leaves her broke and reeling, Althea has no choice but to take the only job that can keep her life from falling apart. Unfortunately, that job comes with one brutal condition: she has to work for—and live with—Cassian, the very man who helped ruin her Christmas. He’s infuriating. Cold. Arrogant. And, annoyingly, not always an asshole. As Althea adapts to her new reality of shared walls and blurred boundaries, she begins to realize there’s far more to her boss than sharp suits and words. The hostility between them slowly morphs into something dangerous… something intimate. But something about Cassian isn’t right. And neither is Althea. Ignoring her growing feelings, she can’t shake the sensation that there’s something inhuman lurking beneath his carefully controlled exterior—something that claws at a truth she’s tried to bury for years: man-eating beasts are real. And they may be closer than she ever imagined. As the line between monster and man begins to blur, Althea discovers she’s far more entangled in this hidden world than she should be. And Cassian? He proves to be more than just her infuriating boss… or even her roommate. Some secrets were never meant to be uncovered. And some monsters were never meant to fall in love.

Wrong bride? Check. Random supernatural powers? Check. Happily ever after? Girl, even I don’t know. Marielle Morgan had one goal in life: avoid the spotlight and pretend she’s delightfully ordinary. So she walked away from her billionaire bloodline, the “tiny” detail of being heir to an actual throne, and the secret abilities her family is whispered about across kingdoms and continents. Silence. Freedom. Peace. Cute dream. Shame it didn’t last. Because somehow she stumbled into Damian Blackwell; a man who is everything she swore off, in a gala she wasn’t even supposed to be at. Damian. The CEO stereotype in its final, most dangerous evolution. Rich? Obviously. Cold? He created the weather app. Intimidating? HR keeps a special folder with his name in bold. Cursed? Oh, absolutely. A ticking countdown follows him everywhere, insisting he won’t live to see forty. No doctor can explain it. No science can fix it. And no amount of money can bribe whatever Fate is doing. He doesn’t believe in love, he just wants an heir to carry on his legacy and Marielle doesn’t believe in deals, especially not the marriage kind. And yet… she still said yes. Maybe it was coincidence. Maybe it wasn't. Because some choices feel like fate… And some men are so unforgettable, they destroy your whole “quiet life” aesthetic in under five minutes.

Isekaied into one of the many Eroge that she often played to 'relieve stress', Natalie is going to have to navigate a world that runs on 'fun' logic as well as power. Taking the place of the main character at a magical academy, Natalie has to make use of all her knowledge about this game world to live a comfortable life, but since it was once a game world, things never go smoothly, and it definitely isn't uneventful. Join her as she navigates a world where pleasure is sometimes more common and accepted then it should be while also having to worry about the threats to come... either from her new peers or from those outside of the Academy. ~~~ Warning: This is a futanari MC that will be both a 'giver' and a 'taker', which is where the Yuri prompt comes in. If you want pure Yuri I am sorry but it won't be that common in this novel; maybe eventually something will be introduced to spice things up in this novel, but otherwise it is a futanari book. This should be a healthy mix of smut and slice of life with the occasional action scenes to keep things fresh, and if you have read any of my other novels it should be a nice in-between of Servant System and Reincarnated As The Only Human - that means a fair amount of smut but also less 'stagnation' coming from that as I progress the story. I hope you enjoy and at least give it a chance, and I am always wanting to improve so don't hesitate to leave a comment~!

Emily spent the last three years dying slowly in hospital beds, her brilliant silver tongue trapped in a body that didn't work. Her only escape? A spicy life sim called Queen of Hearts. One day, on New Year's, Emily dies as she gears up for another playthrough. But death, it turns out, is only temporary. She wakes up reborn inside Queen of Hearts, as her player character! Except this time, she isn’t clicking options on a screen. This time, she is Aegis Starcaller, a commoner nobody with silver hair, purple eyes, and a body that can finally move… and real, tangible ladies to seduce. Armed with copious amounts of meta-knowledge and a divine fertility blessing that makes every conquered love interest feed her magical power, Aegis sets her sights on Rosevale Academy, where she will build the life she never got to have on Earth. ... And seduce everyone she can, while she's at it. --- Yuri / Futanari harem story with a Futa MC! | Isekai Power Fantasy | Rags-To-Riches | Updates Daily!

Protect her. Obey her father. Never fall for her. Those were the only three rules Theo was given when he accepted his assignment as the president’s daughter’s personal bodyguard. Danielle Geiger was supposed to be another mission to him, just a spoiled heiress hidden behind privilege and secrets. But the moment he saw the loneliness behind her toughness, everything he’d been trained to control began to break. And then, Theo broke all three rules. Every order he followed led him back to her. Every touch he denied burned a little deeper. And when the line between duty and desire finally snapped, there was no turning back. Because Theo could guard her body, fight her enemies, and take every bullet meant for her, but the one thing he could never protect her from… was himself. He guarded her body. But she was the one who held his heart hostage. Now, love isn’t the risk. It’s the weapon that could ruin them both.

[A HudConFanfiction] Desperate for work, Jay finds himself in the middle of a crowded hiring line, clashing with a sharply dressed stranger whose cold stare makes his skin prickle. Arrogant. Annoying. Impossible to forget. But when Jay notices a wealthy woman by the man’s side, his resolve hardens. If getting into that company means crossing paths with her again, then he’ll do whatever it takes. What Jay doesn’t know is that the mysterious man isn’t just another applicant—and that the attention fixed on him was never about the woman at all. Some opportunities come with strings attached. Others come with eyes that linger a little too long.

She insulted the devil. He decided to own her. Veronica Scalese walks into New York’s elite club, ‘Commissioned’ by accident—and mouths off to the wrong man; Luciano Genovese popularly known as ‘The Devil’. He grants favours but gets your soul in return. When Luca comes to collect a debt from her father, the payment demanded is flesh. Veronica becomes both Luca’s weakness and his obsession. He burns his empire to the ground to keep her. Undressed by the Mafia God is a mafia romance story where power is foreplay, love is a liability, and the most terrifying thing a god can do… is fall. From the author that brought you: 1. Defying The Rogue Alpha 2. The Vampire's Luna 3. Undressed By His Arrogance

“When you send me back, make me rich.” That was the first wish Freya ever made to the Moon Goddess after she was killed by the Immortal Alpha King, Nolan. She did not stay alive long enough to enjoy it. “When you send me back,” Freya wished the second time, after she was killed again soon after her return, “I hope I do not trip while my powerful wolf destroys everything in its path with just my growl alone.” She was sent back, and got killed again. By the third time Freya returned to the Moon Goddess’s abode, even the Goddess looked amused. “Any last cunning wish?” the Moon Goddess asked with a smirk. “Remember, this is your final wish.” Freya was tired of dying. Tired of being hunted. Tired of being brutalized before she could even understand why the King always found her. Still, she lifted her head. “When you send me back again,” Freya said quietly, “this time as the King’s weakness, make me remember.” The Moon Goddess stilled. “Very well,” she said at last. “If you survive beyond the moment of your previous death, I will return everything you lost. Your wealth and your powerful wolf. But you will begin again from the very beginning.” ******** Freya is reborn as the Immortal Alpha King’s only weakness. The moment Nolan realizes he can bleed when she bleeds, every enemy he has ever made comes for him—gods, alphas, even the Moon Goddess. So he keeps her close. Not out of mercy, but control. Freya hates the man who has killed her in every life, even as he becomes the only thing standing between her and death. Nolan despises Moon Bloods and the idea that one is bound to him. Yet the longer they remain bound together, the more his control begins to fail. Too close. Too aware. Too much heat where there should only be contempt. This is Freya’s last life. And surviving the King is no longer the hardest part. Wanting him is. A/N This story is different from what you may expect about werewolves, the Moon Goddess, and mate bonds. Some familiar rules are broken here. I hope you enjoy the journey.

He’s her stepbrother, her sin and her biggest mistake waiting to happen. Catherine Brown thought moving in with her mother’s new husband couldn’t be harder until she met the cold, arrogant and sinfully attractive Julian Vaughn, her stepbrother. He hates her, teases her and gets under her skin everyday. He’s everything she should stay away from, off-limits and untouchable. But when his anger turns into something darker and hungrier, when he looks at her like he wants to ruin her innocence, Catherine realizes danger has a new name. And no matter how hard she tries, she can’t stop wanting the one man she’s not supposed to have. When hate turns to desire, who’s really in control? EXCERPT✨ “You’ve never had sex before?” Julian asked, disbelief flickering in his eyes. Catherine hesitated, then nodded, staring at the floor instead of him. He bit his lower lip, trying to rein in the thoughts crowding his mind. Goodness, she was too innocent for her own good. “So all you did with your previous boyfriends were just kisses and smooches?” She immediately stood, her cheeks flushed. “There are no boyfriends,” she blurted. “I’ve never even been kissed. Please don’t laugh at me.” Laugh? Hell no. Julian wasn’t laughing. He was fighting the urge to pull her close. Knowing she’d never been touched only made his hunger worse. She didn’t realize he’d moved until his breath brushed her ear, his voice dropping low and dangerous. “Catherine, just say the word and I’ll show you what it means to be touched by a man.” Her heart stuttered in her chest and he could hear every beat.

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

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.

A knife in the pregnant Luna’s belly. All evidence points to the Alpha’s scorned concubine. Althea didn’t do it. But no one will believe the wolfless omega who was rejected, humiliated, and made his slave. So she runs—straight into the Red Mist and into the jaws of the one creature that even the Alpha hunting her fears. --- Thorne Vargan, the Hellhound of the North Clan, swore bloody retribution on everyone responsible for destroying all he had ever known—especially the woman who beheaded his mother. As fate would twist it, that woman’s daughter stumbles into his hellish domain… And Thorne is not letting her go. He claims her. As captive. As leverage. As vengeance. But the fates have a different tale to weave as something in him hungers for her in ways far more dangerous than hate. Her scent tempts him. Her fear intrigues him. Her secrets threaten to set his bloodand the entire pack system on fire. And while Thorne pins her to his world with claws and shadow, the Alpha she fled is coming. He wants his little omega back.m

Content Warning: Contains mature themes that may be unsuitable for underaged readers. Excerpt Ragnar finally looked up. His eyes roamed her face, then dropped lower and lingered just a second too long. “Careful, princess. Keep taunting me like that and I’ll start thinking you like our nightly sparring.” “And if I did?” Her voice was soft now. Almost playful. “Would you stop pretending that you don't like it when I challenge you?” He rose from his seat slowly until he stood toe to toe with her. “Tell me something, Circe.” She tilted her chin up. “What?” “If I kissed you right now… Would you slap me, stab me, or kiss me back?” Her breath hitched. “That depends.” “On?” “How good the kiss is.” A pause. Something hummed between them, something neither of them dared name. Ragnar’s gaze dropped to her mouth. “Do you want me to find out?” She smiled, slow and wicked. “Make it worth the risk.” **** She was forced to marry the man who led the attack on her people. After her father is murdered, Circe is forced to leave her home and become a prisoner of the enemy. When she is taken to the enemy territory, she expects to be tortured physically in every way imaginable. But what she hadn't expected was for the vampire king to offer her up as a bride to his illegitimate son, the very same man that had her people slaughtered. It was a fate worse than torture. With her little brother's life on the line and with nowhere to run, Circe is forced to succumb to her fate. Right then she vowed in the name of her dead father to bring her husband to his knees. She would have her revenge, even if it meant destroying herself in the process. From the first time Prince Ragnar laid eyes on Circe, he knew she was going to be trouble. But trouble had never looked so intriguing. She was a puzzle he couldn't solve and that fact only drew him closer. Like a moth to a flame, she threatened to consume him. She would be his very own demise. Circe's presence in Lamora awoke something sinister, a malicious entity roaming the lands. From dusk till dawn, the streets of Lamora becomes engulfed in a strange fog and from within the voice of a woman can be heard. Anyone who wanders out at night when the fog comes, vanishes seemingly without a trace. Never to be found again. what happens when Circe's brother becomes a victim of this evil presence? What happens when Circe has no other choice but to team up with her husband, who she despises, in order to find the truth behind the disappearances and the evil magic plaguing their lands.

Everyone at Eastwood High knows the ‘Ice Queen,’ but no one knows the girl shivering behind the mask. Sadie is the perfect student with a reputation for being untouchable, until she catches the eye of Daniel, the school’s notorious ‘Hard Guy’ and the leader of the most powerful clique on campus. When Daniel’s followers begin labeling Sadie as their ‘School Mother,’ she is thrust into a spotlight that threatens to burn her ‘People's Girl’ reputation to the ground. Trapped between the suffocating weight of public expectation and a series of secret heartbreaks, Sadie is forced to play the performance of a lifetime. But the social hierarchy isn't her only battlefield. Between maintaining her status and navigating Daniel's world, Sadie must also contend with a biting academic rivalry that keeps her on edge. A constant reminder that even in her moments of silence, someone is always watching, waiting for the Ice Queen to finally crack. In a world where everyone is watching the throne, only one person is watching the truth. keywords: #Academicrivals #popularmalelead #youngadult #icequeen #slowburn #highschoollife #sychopath

Fabiola Thomas debuted 10 years ago but her popularity hadn't been able to climb up the ladder except in her dreams. It's just been one criticism or the other. She was sure they might not even get past the first 10 minutes of a movie starring her before writing their heart's contempt. Unfortunately, three years ago, she finally fell short in the ladder and two months ago her family married her off to Dylan Scott who became her worst nightmare! Would she survive this script written by others or would she finally write her own story?

I never chose to enter the Arena— the place that swallows humans and supernaturals from every era and throws them into a death game with only one rule: survive. One moment I was walking down a normal street. The next, I woke up in a prehistoric jungle with the ground trembling under massive, thundering footsteps. That’s where I met him—Kael. An Alpha Werewolf with lethal instincts, a body built for violence, and eyes that could pin me in place more easily than his claws ever could. He had zero interest in saving anyone. Especially me. To him, I was a burden. To me, he was a threat. And he definitely wasn’t planning to keep me alive. “You’re not human, Maddie.” His breath ghosted my ear, hot and shivering down my spine. “And whatever you are… you shouldn’t exist in this world.” But the Arena made its choice before either of us could: Every round in this cursed place keeps forcing us together—fighting back-to-back, bleeding for each other, breathing in sync. Yet every time danger closes in, I end up pressed against his chest, his breath warm against my ear as he growls instructions I shouldn’t find intoxicating. “Stay with me, Maddie. You won’t survive a single night without me.” Maybe he’s right. Maybe I don’t want to survive without him. But the truth inside me—what I am, what I carry— …might be the very thing that gets him killed. And when Kael finally corners me in the dark, his voice a low, wicked whisper at my neck, I realize the Arena isn’t the deadliest thing here. He is. “Tell me what you are, little flame… before I’m forced to claim you.”

Isn’t she a bully? Then why is she suddenly so sweet to me? ... All my life, I’ve remembered her as my nemesis, one of my greatest fears back in high school my wicked desk mate, my evil roommate. I would shiver at the mere mention of her name, ELENA MORGAN, even while trying to keep my composure. There was something about her presence the quiet danger in her gaze, the way she carried power like a crown that always made me tremble. Seven years later, fate played its cruel trick. I met her again, Elena Morgan not as my classmate this time, but as my boss. The heiress to one of New York’s biggest empires, the Solaria Group. I had no choice but to work under her as her secretary. At first, I tried to brace my mind, believing she would still be the tough, ruthless girl I remembered. But I should’ve guarded my heart instead… Because she isn’t just powerful she’s sweet in ways that burn slowly, tenderly, until resistance feels impossible. Slowly, I begin to see the truth the reason behind her coldness in school, and how I had mistaken her quiet protection for cruelty. And now, piece by piece, she dissolves the fear I once felt… replacing it with something far more dangerous, a longing I can’t escape, and a love that I can’t resist.

Rohitha never planned to meet Rivan, the confident and sharp-tongued boy who turned her world of classes and rules upside down. What started as teasing became texts and moments that made her heart race. He was everything she shouldn’t want, yet every look made the world fade away. Somewhere between laughter and late-night chats, he became her favorite distraction—and maybe not the only one relationship is going on.

"Just give me money and leave me alone!" Nathan’s cold voice echoed through the mansion, his blue eyes burning with frustration as he glared at his five older brothers, and his twin. Alexander, the eldest, only smiled softly. "We’ll give you money… and love. You deserve it, Nathan.” "I don’t need love, for God’s sake!" Nathan snapped, his voice cracking with years of pain. Seventeen years ago, he was the twin they threw away, abandoned because a fortune-teller said his birth brought misfortune. Now that the family finally found him again, they want to make up for everything with affection, luxury, and endless attention… even if it means by force. He never expected the Salazar family to be this crazy. His older brothers protect him, spoil him, and control everything about his life, so much that it might ruin his chance at love and freedom. Nathan only wanted peace. But with five obsessive brothers and a twin who won’t stop smiling softly at him… How will he survive life inside his crazy billionaire family? *** Contains: # Teens love story # Crazy 'broken' house type family # Dark romance, 'kinky' stuff for adults characters #NO INCEST