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One disgraceful public orgasm, and one classic assistance from Truck-kun… Instant transmigration straight into hell… or heaven? I died escaping from the most embarrassing moment of my modern life only to wake up as the disgraced Luna of a mighty kingdom. Powerless, despised, and mated to five scorching-hot, brutally possessive Alphas who loathe my very existence. Oh, and the original Luna? She cursed their... ahem... manhood back in their teens, locking them into years of aching, frustrated celibacy. No sexual release for them ever unless it was with her… now me. Armed with a sassy System that’s equal parts helpful and snarky, a virgin body hiding an experienced soul, I will flip the script, reclaim my power, and tease these frustrated Alphas until they beg, and turn their burning obsessive hate into scorching passion. Comedy, chaos, steamy reverse harem spice, and revenge. Who said dying couldn't be the start of the hottest second life ever? Even if I have to prevent a second death…

In the underworld, there are no saints—only predators. Matthew is one of the most feared. Cold, untouchable, and merciless, he is the silent king of Mercato del Muerte, the black market where weapons, blood, and secrets are sold. Everyone bows to his rules, because those who don’t… vanish. Vinny, another alpha, is his opposite—charismatic, reckless, magnetic. He thrives in chaos, flirting with danger as if it were a game. When he crosses paths with Matthew, it should have been a fleeting rivalry. Instead, he finds himself pulled into Matthew’s world, chained by debts, desires, and a fire he can’t put out. Two alphas. One black market. A dangerous game of dominance and submission where every touch feels like a threat, every kiss tastes like betrayal, and every choice could draw blood. Enemies. Rivals. Lovers. In a world where trust is worth less than a bullet, can Vinny survive Matthew’s hunger—or will he be ruined by it? https://discord.gg/tD8ppQCCw join my discord

This book is Book Two of Desired by Three Alphas; Fated to One. However, it can still be read as a standalone, so new readers can enjoy this story without reading the first book. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● I will recognize the man who murdered my family anywhere. A mask. Green eyes. And a scorpion tattoo on his right wrist. Six years later, while working at a BDSM club to pay my comatose brother’s hospital bills, I come face to face with a man carrying the exact same mark. Certain he is the monster who destroyed my life, I accept his offer to clear all my debts in exchange for becoming his submissive for two months. To me, it is the perfect chance to get close enough to drive a blade through his heart. But things don’t go as planned. Instead of hatred, I begin to fall in love with the masked man. And the game changes when I land a second job as the personal secretary to the Alpha King. The moment I meet him, my world tilts. He looks exactly like the masked man from the club—the same face structure, the same presence. The only differences? His eyes and hair are a different shade… and there is no tattoo on his wrist. How could two men look so alike? Believing he is a completely different man, I begin to fall for him too. What I don’t know is that the masked man I want to kill, the masked man I love, and the Alpha King I am falling for are all the same man. PS: This book has a high rate of sex, specifically dominant and submissive displays. PS: Two chapters are updated daily.

On the day she was meant to become a bride, her world collapsed. Betrayed by the man she loved and framed for a crime she never committed, she was abandoned, disgraced, and hunted like a criminal. With nowhere left to run, she thought her life was already over. Until a drop of her blood summoned something far worse. A demon. Bound by a mysterious blood contract, the powerful demon is now tied to her for one year. In exchange for his power, he promises to help her uncover the truth, destroy those who betrayed her, and reclaim the life that was stolen from her. But demons never help for free. As their dangerous alliance deepens, secrets begin to unravel, enemies close in, and the line between hatred and desire begins to blur. Because the only price the demon wants in return… is her.

On the night of her fifth wedding anniversary, Seraphina Vale dies watching her husband smile over a glass of champagne he knows she will never finish. When she opens her eyes again, she is standing in her childhood bedroom, staring at her untouched wedding gown. It is the day before she marries Adrian Hawthorne, the charming billionaire who will one day steal her family’s company, ruin her father’s legacy, and leave her bleeding on a marble staircase while his mistress calls it an accident. This time, Seraphina does not walk down the aisle. Instead, she signs a contract marriage with Adrian’s greatest rival Lucien Ashford, the ruthless CEO who was destroyed and bankrupted by Adrian in her previous life. Lucien wants revenge, Seraphina wants justice, and their marriage is supposed to be a transaction but as she guides him through corporate traps she already remembers, and he shields her from dangers she once faced alone, cold calculation begins to feel dangerously close to devotion. Meanwhile, Adrian is unraveling. The woman who once loved him without question now looks at him like he is already a ghost, and he cannot understand why losing her feels like losing something he never knew was irreplaceable.

BOOK TWO OF THE HAMILTON SERIES WARNING: A Regency Era novel. Adult content with detailed smut…Read at you own risk⚠️⛔️ Genre: Historical Romance / Smut / Enemies-to-Lovers / Mystery / Comedy [Book Two of the Hamilton Series. Can be read as a standalone, but better enjoyed after Lady Ines’ Scandalous Hobby.] To the world, Duke Rowan Hamilton is the perfect gentleman. But in the bedroom, he is a man possessed. Rowan Hamilton has it all: a Ducal title, the face of a fallen angel, and a smile that makes debutantes faint. He is the "Golden Duke"—charming, responsible, and utterly adored by society. But it’s all a lie. Beneath the coats and polite manners, Rowan is a man haunted by a ghost. For three years, he has remained faithful to the memory of a masked woman who stole a kiss, bested him at a game of chance, and vanished into the night. He doesn't want any one as his wife; he wants her. When his domineering aunt tires of his bachelorhood, she hires London’s most notorious underground matchmaker to force the issue. Enter Miss Delaney Kingsley. She is sharp-tongued, infuriatingly competent, and entirely unimpressed by his title. Her mission? To drag Rowan to the altar with the season’s "Diamond," Lady Celine, within three months to collect the juicy payment Rowan’s aunt had to offer. Rowan intends to fire the meddlesome woman. But when Delaney looks at him with those hazel, intelligent eyes and orders him around like a young lad, he feels the first spark of life he’s felt in years. He decides to play her game. He will let her "coach" him on how to woo a lady. He will let her teach him how to dance, how to flirt, and how to seduce. But he has no intention of using those lessons on Lady Celine. "You were hired to find me a Duchess, Miss Kingsley. But the only person I want in my duchy and in my bed... is you." As the lessons turn into forbidden nights and the bickering turns into scorching passion, Rowan begins to suspect that his matchmaker is hiding a secret of her own. She moves like a shadow, handles a rifle like a soldier, and tastes exactly like the ghost he’s been hunting for three years. What to Expect: * The Golden Retriever Duke: Who turns into a possessive Alpha behind closed doors. * The Matchmaker Trope: She’s trying to marry him off; he’s trying to take her clothes off. * High Heat: Slow burn that explodes into intense smut. * Competence Kink: He falls harder every time she bosses him around. * Cameos: Featuring the chaotic domestic life of Duchess Ines and Duke Carcel (and their baby Harry!). Excerpt: "Your Grace, please focus," Delaney snapped, adjusting his cravat with efficient, gloved hands. "Lady Celine is waiting in the ballroom. You must look at her as if she is the only woman in the world." Rowan caught her wrist, stopping her movements. He stepped into her space, backing her against the heavy oak door of the study, his "Golden Boy" mask slipping to reveal the hunger beneath. "And how, exactly, does one do that, Miss Kingsley?" he whispered, his voice rough. "Show me." "I—I cannot show you, I am merely the coach—" "Then teach me," he growled, lowering his head until his lips brushed the sensitive skin of her neck. "Teach me how to pretend I am not burning alive every time you walk into a room."

I tried to quit. My billionaire boss said no. Six years under Andrew Simon—screaming matches, shredded reports, impossible demands—I endured it all. Until the doctor told me: blind in ninety days. Now I need to leave. I need to see the world before the lights go out forever. Andrew rips my resignation to pieces, slams down a million-dollar check, and promises to make these final days the hottest, darkest nights of my life. He’s arrogant. Brutal. Ice-cold. Until the lights go out. Then his hands teach me pleasures my eyes never could. I wanted one last look at the light. I got him instead. Ready for ninety sinful days with the devil?

Darcy Vane collects debts for a living. She's good at it — iron nerve, sharp tongue, zero trust in anyone. When a devastatingly beautiful stranger offers to erase her dead father's debt in exchange for thirty days pretending to be his Fae consort, she takes the deal. She needs the money. He needs someone who won't be fooled by immortal court politics. Simple. Except Fae bargains have fine print. The consort bond connects their dreams. It demands they share chambers. It deepens with every feeling they refuse to admit. And when Darcy discovers she has Fae blood — that the dying court she's been faking her way through is actually her birthright — the lines between performance and reality dissolve completely. Caspian Ashworth is three hundred years old, a prince in exile, and absolutely not falling for the human woman who sees through every glamour he's ever worn. He is failing catastrophically. The Fae's Bargain is a slow-burn enemies-to-lovers fantasy romance about debts, bargains, and the terrifying moment you realise the thing you were pretending to feel has been real all along.

Mia Russo pulls double night shifts at a diner just to pay rent. She has no family, no connections, and no safety net. One rainy Tuesday at 3 a.m., she finds a bleeding man dumped in the alley behind her building. No phone. No ID. Just cold skin and a pulse, she refuses to let go quietly. She takes him home. She saves his life. She asks no questions. Big mistake. Luca Ferrante is the Don of the Ferrante crime empire—the most feared name in the country. He woke up in her bed owing her his life, and now he won't leave. Every day he stays, she gets pulled deeper into a world of blood, power, and dark desire she has no business wanting. When her kindness gets her dragged into his war, Mia loses everything—her job, her home, and her reputation—publicly destroyed by the rival family trying to bury Luca. Humiliated. Homeless. Exposed. She thought saving him was her worst decision. She had no idea it was the beginning of her power. Because Mia has a secret too. And when it comes out, it changes everything—including who the real target has always been.

Meherin Rahman’s world is collapsing—her father’s company is on the verge of bankruptcy, and time is running out. The only lifeline? Ryan Khan, the city’s cold, ruthless CEO, who offers salvation… for a price. A six-month marriage contract. A life in his luxurious, perilous world. Secrets, danger, and enemies lurking in the shadows. And a man whose icy eyes hide a dark obsession. In a game where power rules, love is a weapon, and every choice could cost her heart—or her life—Meherin must survive the ultimate contract. Will she surrender to desire, or will danger claim everything she holds dear?

One night of cowardice cost her everything. Fifteen years ago, Isabella Gomez disappeared from the Ashford estate—a broken girl betrayed by the boy she loved. Now she's back as Aurora Castillo: tech mogul, untouchable CEO, and the woman determined to destroy him. Liam Ashford has spent fifteen years searching for the girl he failed. He doesn't know she's standing right in front of him—or that every smile, every conversation, every moment of growing attraction is part of her revenge. But as Aurora plays a dangerous triple-game to dismantle his empire, her best friend's jealousy and a ruthless corporate raider's blackmail threaten to expose everything. Can you fall in love with someone you came back to ruin?

Warning: Only read, if you have a real appetite for the dark. It’s been six years since Danny and Rain last saw each other. Six years since best friends blurred into almost lovers. Since childhood affection ignited into something reckless, consuming, impossible to name. Then after one glorious night, Danny disappeared. No explanation. No goodbye. Just absence and the wreckage he left behind. Rain rebuilt herself on distance and control, convincing herself the spark had finally burned out. She was wrong. Now Danny is back. Harder. Colder. Hotter. Carrying a past he refuses to explain and a violence that clings to him like a second skin. The boy she loved, the boy who cooked for her is gone , replaced by a man tangled in blood, secrets, and enemies who don’t stay buried. Rain doesn’t just cross paths with him again. She’s pulled into his world. A world of ritualistic killings, whispered threats and blood-curdling violence. Every step closer to Danny drags her further from the life she fought to build , and deeper into a fire she knows will change everything. Their connection reignites fast and furious, desire burning like wildfire. But love isn’t enough to save them from what’s coming. The spark between them was never extinguished. It was only buried. And now it’s about to set everything ablaze. Will the fire consume them both , or will they survive loving each other in a world built to tear them apart? Guaranteed HEA and toe-curling smut;) Excerpt: “ Do you not want me?" I whisper, the question trembling right against his lips. His jaw tightens. His eyes darken. "You don't understand how much I want you," his voice comes out raspy. "How much I want from you." My pulse stumbles. "Then what's stopping you?" I breathe, pushing my chest forward without thinking, nipples tightening under the cool air, awareness pulsing through me. "I'm a greedy man, Rain." He holds my gaze. There's heat there. But there's fear too , both in equal measure. "I will take everything out of you. Everything." His voice carries a dark unmistakable hunger. His hands slide lower, deliberate and possessive. His fingers squeeze my ass hard, then settle there, pulling me closer into the hard line of his hips. "Everything. Until the only thing that remains in you is me." The words land low inside me, hot, aching. My sex throbs in answer, needy, traitorous. "And I will let you," I tell him, voice steady, eyes locked on his. "Only if I get to do the same to you." Silence stretches. His breath skims my cheek. His fingers tightening and then gone. Something flickers across his face hunger, and something I can't begin to understand. And then he looks down in defeat, knowing that he cannot give me what I want. Something fragile cracks between us. Whatever this is looms between us, darkening every moment , a shadow neither of us will name, stretching and stretching until it's all I can feel Contains intense slow-burn heat, emotional angst, and consensual light BDSM. "I'm going to do something," he says, voice low, deliberate, "And I need you to trust me. Do you trust me, Rain?" My mind is drifting somewhere far away — hazy, floating — but my body knows the answer instinctively. Yes. Yes. Yes. I nod slowly. "Yes." "Good," he murmurs against my warm skin. He kisses both my knees one last time, then pushes them up, pinning them tightly against my chest, spreading me completely open for him. Like I'm offering myself to him. His hand slides down, rubbing my pussy in slow, deliberate circles, like he's learning every response and cataloging it . He looks at me — really looks — eyes dark, hungry, ruined. "I'm going to spank you right here," he says, still stroking, like he's soothing me into obedience. "Right where you're swollen for me." All I can do is shiver. "You're going to count," he continues, calm and merciless. "Five."

It started when a transmigrator woke up in the body of Jasmine Maxwell, the villainess who forced Stephan into marriage, cheated with his brother, and shattered their family. The system’s mission was to make her husband fall in love again… or die trying, along with her real mother. But she refuses to grovel, and instead decides to use her own way to do things even though it is going against the system. Will she beg for forgiveness… or burn the whole script down?

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.

Elena Winter, daughter of Mr Raymond Winter, personal chef to the Ashford family, has always carried herself with quiet elegance. She dreams big, works hard, and believes that love only complicates life. Everything changes when she earns a scholarship to Crestwood Academy, a school built for the elite, where privilege rules and secrets spread fast. At first, Crestwood feels exciting. Then Elena crosses paths with Crown Prince Kaelith Altherion of Valeria, a boy raised on power and pride who expects the world to bend for him. Their worlds collide after she witnesses something she was never meant to see. Soon she is caught between danger, defiance, and a connection she refuses to acknowledge. Will Elena’s determination protect her, or will it pull her into a forbidden bond that could reshape her future? And will her beliefs about love survive the truth she uncovers? It was supposed to be a normal day at Crestwood Academy. Well, as normal as things ever get here, but that is a story for another time. I was on my way to Mr Wiston’s office to submit some papers, still thinking about what I had seen at Westwood University, when someone grabbed my arm and pulled me into the storage room. Before I could react, I found myself staring at the personal bodyguard of the crown prince. Yes, that crown prince. Kaelith Altherion of Valeria. The walking definition of arrogance, pride, and everything that goes wrong when someone grows up too rich. The bodyguard shut the door, looked straight at me, and delivered his message with all the attitude I expected. "His Majesty, Crown Prince Kaelith Altherion of Valeria, requests that you take these two thousand Valerian gold coins and forget everything you saw yesterday." I stared at him, lifted my chin, and smiled. My answer probably was not what he expected. "Since His Majesty is feeling generous, and since this is real life, not some romance story where the prince falls for the girl he tries to silence, I will not throw the money in your face. I will kindly help His Majesty spend it. And no, I am not forgetting anything." With that, I walked out.

To werewolves, humans are maggots. Aurora is a human trapped in a brutal pack, betrayed by her lover, sold into marriage with a man twice her age, and now accused of the ultimate sin: stealing the Moon Core, the relic that once chained the Wolf God Lycaon himself. The Lycans descend upon her. Four ruthless sons of Lycaon; the Scions of Sin. Greed. Pride. Lust. Wrath. Each brother is one of the Original Sins made flesh. Each will sacrifice anything to keep their father imprisoned forever. The Moon Core is their only weapon and now a fragile human has absorbed it. To them, Aurora is vermin. A thief. A disposable tool. But the Core is alive inside her, awakening powers she was never meant to wield. The brothers who swore to destroy her begin to crave her—body, soul, and every shattered piece in between. Now they face the impossible: kill the maggot who could end their race… or surrender to the woman destined to unravel their empire and them. •Morally grey MLs • Enemies to lovers • Dark reverse harem • possessive alphas • betrayal & revenge • Angst • Smut (the Moon Core isn’t the only thing pulsing inside her)

“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.

Aaliyah Moore never imagined love would come with a price. When her mother’s life and freedom hangs in the balance, Aaliyah is forced to accept a deal that changes everything: a two-year contract relationship with Rowan Blackwood, a cold, powerful billionaire whose public image needs saving as badly as Aaliyah needs money. No love. No questions. No escape. To the world, they are the perfect couple elegant, intimate, untouchable. Behind closed doors, Aaliyah is invisible, trapped in a relationship built on control and silence, slowly falling for a woman who treats love like a weakness. As emotions blur the lines of the contract, betrayal strikes from within. Framed, abandoned, and stripped of everything she thought she had, Aaliyah walks away with nothing but her broken heart and her dignity. But walking away changes her. When Rowan finally uncovers the truth, she realizes the woman she tried to own is no longer waiting to be claimed. Aaliyah is stronger now, independent, and no longer willing to trade herself for survival. This time, Rowan must face the one thing she fears most: love without control. In a world of power, secrets, and painful choices, Bound by Silence, Claimed by Love is a slow-burning LGBTQ+ romance about learning that real love isn’t demanded, negotiated, or owned, it’s chosen. And sometimes, the greatest love story begins after walking away.