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A fated bond that could kill her. A king who’d rather let her die than crave her. Violet isn’t just an outsider in her wolf pack—she’s a ghost. Raised by a traitorous Alpha and discarded by the mate she thought she knew, she flees into the night with a death sentence on her heels. Freedom is her only hope... until she crashes into ​​Asher. The ​​Lycan King​​ is a blade forged in ice and shadow. He rules with absolute ruthlessness, haunted by a past that devours mercy. When Violet collapses at his feet, his instinct isn’t salvation—it’s annihilation. Because the moment their skin brushes, a searing, unwanted bond ignites between them. ​​And this bond doesn't just burn—it bleeds.​ She never wanted a king. He never needed a weakness. But fate demands blood… and the first cut might save—or slaughter—them both.

For six years, I was Hazel, girlfriend to the future Alpha, Julian. I thought we had forever, a cherished place in our werewolf pack, even as a human. Then Mate Hunt night ripped it all away. I woke up lost in the forest, only to find Julian with her – his true fated mate. His words hit harder than the forest floor: I was just a 'placeholder.' Six years together, and he tossed me aside, his fingers bruising my throat as he growled that I meant nothing. My world, my heart – shattered. Left for dead, freezing and injured, a different kind of predator found me. A colossal black wolf, eyes glowing gold, big enough to swallow me whole. But instead of tearing me apart, he curled around me, a warm, terrifying shield against the biting cold. For a moment, I felt safe. That safety vanished when my pack, my family, found us. The Alpha who raised me, Maxen, didn't see a survivor. He saw a disappointment. Turns out, he’d only taken me in hoping I’d magically become a werewolf like my mother – the fated mate who’d rejected him. When I couldn't shift, he cast me out, branding me an omega, the pack’s punching bag. Now, I'm less than nothing, surviving on scraps and enduring their cruelty. What they don't know, what I don't know, is that my monstrous protector is no ordinary rogue. He's Lykos, the wolf of Kael, the Lycan King. And Lykos has decided I am his fated mate – a human. Kael is furious, but his wolf has a will of its own, dragging the King himself towards my abusive pack. My old life is over. My only ally is a creature of legend. And the most feared Lycan in existence is on his way. Is he coming to save me, or is the King's arrival just another nightmare waiting to begin?

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?

Warning: This story contains BDSM steamy scenes, mature language, and forbidden romance.Recommended for readers who enjoy emotionally intense and sexually charged love stories with depth. ……. My father is a powerful politician. His enemies killed my mother. Now they want me. To keep me alive, he hires the most expensive security company in the city. Three men show up at my door and drag me to a secret beach house. Dante, Nikolai and Enzo My bodyguards. My captors. I’m a medical student. I’m supposed to study for exams, not stitch up gunshot wounds and listen to bloody stories that make my thighs press together. I should hate them.I should be begging to go home, not aching for the men that might destroy me. Instead, I let them pin me to the wall, big bodies caging me in, heat rolling off their skin as rough hands toy with the buttons of my shirt. One of them leans down and growls in my ear, “We’ve wanted to do this since the first day we laid eyes on you kitten”

Odessa Garrett had always been grateful to have a father who was there to defend and protect her from the cruel world until the inevitable took her only protector away. Odessa lost her adopted father at the age of 21 and that began a new phase of misery in her life. When she believed her life was finally having a good turn with her family, the unimaginable took her by storm. Her own sister, Maya, swore to destroy her reputation and when that failed to satisfy her, she vowed to get rid of her completely. Kidnapped and sold into slavery, Odessa wakes up to discover she was married to Adrian Macmillan–a handsome, hardworking billionaire who held a high position in his company where power was clutched by those desperate enough to chase it. However, things become complicated when she discovers she has Amnesia; a sickness that makes her memory lost. Ashamed of her current situation where she finds it difficult to recall her past achievements, she's afraid of losing everything she had worked for in the hands of these power mongers, including her family she had built with so much love. However, her greatest fear was her husband who now resented her for what she had become–for pretending to have lost her memory. In her struggle to find love in the arms of Adrian again, she encounters a bigger challenge, the truth that tests her determination and more importantly her heart. How will she survive this banter love where she claims her cold-hearted husband, protects all she worked hard to keep, and shields the terrifying truth about her? A truth that might take her position as Adrian's wife. Excerpt: ~ She was still in her daze when she noticed his eyes go down her body and quickly her hands fell on the towel wrapped around her chest, which was the only thing that covered her nakedness. But still, she felt stripped by those very eyes. "You must be my husband, Adrian?" She asked. Excitement bubbling. However, her questions were answered with a dangerous look that suddenly marred the man's face. "I must be your husband?" He scoffed loudly. His brows rose, furrowed to the point that it drew several angry-looking lines on his forehead. "What now? Pretending not to know what you are doing?" He now advanced towards her, keeping his eyes that now turned red locked in hers. A wave-like electric shock ran through her body as he ceased her on the spot with his dangerous aura. "You are pretending not to know me now, Wife?" ~ "Now, look at yourself and tell me, you still don't know what you're doing?" She shook her head, attempting to speak, but failed. "Now what? You're tongue-tied now?!" "I...I... don't know what you're talking about. I don't remember a thing." She shook her head. But it seemed her answer only enraged him the more.  "Goodness!" He spat, pushing her out of his grip. She stumbled backwards, falling on her butt, and whimpered as the pain shot through her. With tear-filled eyes, she looked at him, his eyes repulsively glaring down at her. Everything tumbled in her head, not understanding a thing. Why was he treating her like that? He's her husband, right? Why was he being cruel to her?

Selina Seth had been married for two years, devoting her life as a docile wife who loved her husband from afar. Unfortunately, she was met with cold neglect and indifference in return from the enigmatic CEO, Zane Kaius. Heartbroken, Selina decides to divorce him and take control of her life when she discovered the dark secrets of their marriage. But fate deals her another blow before she could leave freely—she is pregnant with Zane’s child. Despite being caught in a deal with him, she refused to let that fragile connection bind her with a man who once swore to have nothing to do with her. Yet the same man who once denied her now clings to her, unwilling to let her go at any cost. Still, this time, Selina isn't the same woman who'd risk her chance to be trampled on again!

Pre-read Hello there! this is my first work. And , I hope, if there's anything amiss, make sure to let me know. This story, I will make sure, to give you the thrill, entertainment and relieve from your boredom. A girl from an ordinary world starts her journey to solve a mystery started because of a chat with her someone, and on the way, meets some very interesting people, who will accompany her towards her journey. The sweet-sour relations, cunning minds, political drama, adventures and many more things. The relationship between her someone and her is not quite so simple as it seems. And on the journey they get to know each other more better. So sit in your seat tightly or lie on your bed to just enjoy.

"Sevgilim...Your touch crossed beyond my flesh — even drawn the marrow... from my bones—leaving wounds that could undo Me. " – Rebellion NoT A LoVe StoRY...

He’s cold, calculating, and allergic to chaos. She is the chaos. He’s top of the class. She’s Asia’s top model. His best recipes? Pastries and precision. Hers? Tears and total disasters. He wanted peace. She brought pandemonium. But Ice is starting to realize—the hardest part isn’t keeping her out… It’s wanting her to stay. A story of late-night parfait, accidental sleepovers, oven explosions and the kind of chemistry that breaks all the rules— This isn’t love. It’s a disaster waiting to happen. Updates on Friday and Saturday!

[Wife-Protecting Maniac + Group Favorite + Feel-Good Story] Her white lotus younger sister stole her engagement and even sent her to a profligate as a plaything. She turned and climbed onto her imperial uncle’s carriage, her eyes dazzled by his immense merit. He was dying, and she happened to be able to cure him, so the two hit it off immediately. Once the imperial decree of marriage was issued, with the Prince of Jin as her backing, she immediately launched a series of scum-abusing actions. Scummy Father: "Our family has no money!" She casually confiscated the entire family's assets, reclaimed her birth mother's dowry, and made them eat dirt. Scummy Sister: "The Second Prince likes me!" She pulled out her stepmother's deed of sale: "What to do? Your mother is my mother's servant, so you're a servile-born daughter." Emperor Emeritus: "You cannot be this princess consort; my son's fate cannot withstand you!" Prince of Jin: "How could my princess consort bear to be the death of me?" Note : Consider to Support this Story on Patreon.com/Flokixy to access advanced Chapters & 2 Chapters Daily and To Support The Daily Update

Dylan has everything—wealth, a name, and a future planned by his powerful CEO father. But as the only son, he feels like an heir to expectations, not a person with choices. Feeling trapped, he runs away and transfers to a public school to live life on his own terms. There, he meets Flynn—the only son of a commoner. Flynn is sharp-tongued, stubborn, and unlike anyone Dylan has ever met. At first, they clash, full of pride and misunderstandings. But when Dylan sees the hidden struggles Flynn carries, something in him changes. He starts to care—quietly, fiercely, and more deeply than he realized was possible. Flynn, who has never been cared for like this, doesn't know what to do with Dylan's attention—or the growing feeling in his own heart that he can no longer ignore. Between rivalry and tenderness, denial and desire, Dylan and Flynn navigate their complicated youth—where the most important truths are the hardest to say aloud, and the most unforgettable stories are the ones left unspoken. "Some feelings are too real to say out loud. Some stories are too true to tell." This is theirs—OFF THE RECORD. ---------------------------------------------------- PROLOGUE "Do you know Flynn?" Dylan asked. "Flynn?" Nicole echoed, raising an eyebrow. "Yeah... Flynn Amaro Luz." "Oh, the handsome guy from the Regular Department. Who doesn't know him? He's not just good-looking — he's smart, too. Most of the professors know him, and I heard some seniors from the Star Department even tried to recruit him, but he refused. Why do you ask?" "I think... I like him," Dylan said quietly. Nicole blinked. "So the rumors are true?" "Rumors? What rumors?" Dylan asked, frowning slightly. "Well... it's not exactly a rumor, but a lot of girls have been fantasizing you two together since Foundation Week. I just have to ask—are you gay, Dylan?" "I'm not," he replied after a pause. "I don't feel this way about any other guy... just him. And honestly, I'm confused too." "But... don't you have a girlfriend?" Nicole asked. "We're not together anymore," Dylan said simply. "So you broke up because of Flynn?" "No... not exactly. But... maybe it has something to do with him," Dylan admitted with a small shrug. "Have you told him how you feel?" "No. I don't think I can." "Because he's a guy?" Nicole asked softly. "It's not that," Dylan said, shaking his head. "I know he's a guy — but I'm confused by how he acts around me. I try to be caring, sometimes even clingy, and he always stops me. But if he really didn't feel anything, shouldn't he have pushed me away completely?" "Well... only you can find out," Nicole said after a pause. "I don't know him personally, so I can't judge." Dylan looked out the window, his expression uncertain but determined. "Actually... I'm planning to confess tonight. After his performance." Nicole laughed softly. "You're something else, Dylan. Who would've thought that a guy who looks so rebellious could be tamed... by another guy?"

"I can feel your dick pressed against my ass." Jamie gritted out, the words barely made it out of his throat. "But you love that, don't you." Jett whispered against Jamie's ears. - "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.

The rules were simple: marry Damian Cross, play the perfect wife, and never let him see the truth. To the world, Ava Sinclair is the picture of elegance poised, wealthy, untouchable. But behind the mask lies a woman on borrowed time, driven by one obsession: uncover what happened to her sister, Lily, who vanished after crossing paths with Damian a year ago. Damian Cross is everything the rumors promise ruthless, brilliant, and dangerously captivating. He built his empire on secrets and shadows, and when Ava steps into his world, he recognizes a liar in his arms. Yet instead of exposing her, he binds her closer, offering her a contract that turns her hunt for answers into a deadly game of proximity. In his fortress of glass and stone, every smile hides a trap, every kiss blurs the line between truth and deception. Ava swore she would never fall for the man who might have destroyed her sister’s life but the deeper she digs, the more she realizes Damian Cross may be the only man who can shatter her… or save her. Because in this marriage built on lies, one truth is undeniable: No one leaves Damian Cross unscathed.

Lara's trauma went from mild to chronic when she divorced her husband and went ahead to get inseminated from a sperm bank. She wants to be a single mother. Love has become a fairytale and men were only a bunch of liars and deceivers. She's done with marriage and love. Being a single mother would be the best decision she'd ever made. How would she have known that she made the wrong decision at that moment and fate turned her failure to fortune when she realised that she was carrying the child of the billionaire mogul Curtis Rodney. “You have just an option…” Curtis declared. Other options do not apply to him, he always has his way and the woman before him now has no option but to accept his decision as her only option. “And what is this option of yours?” Lara snapped at him.

Vegeta's unintentional wish alters Goku both inside and out. Now he, or rather she, must suffer the consequences. How will these newfound changes influence everyone, and how will it affect the end result of the Android saga?

This is the story of Naru Hatsune—A young wizard of the legendary Fairy Tail Guild. A practitioner of an art known as melody magic. She uses this magic to go on many grand adventures with her friends of Fairy Tail. Along the way of her adventuring she will experience hardships along with fun and love along with heartbreak. But who ever said adventures were easy?

“You’ve poisoned my tea.” His voice is molten silk, low and deliberate, as he stirs the cup with agonizing slowness. Each rotation of the spoon sends a shiver racing down my spine. I grip the table’s edge until my knuckles bleach white, heart hammering so violently I’m sure he can hear it. My breath catches—sharp, ragged—while his golden eyes pin me in place, never once wavering. He lifts the cup. Takes a slow, deliberate sip. Then another. The bitter poison must scorch his tongue, yet he doesn’t flinch. He savors it. Savors me watching him do it. “I don’t… I don’t know what you mean…” The lie tastes filthier than the toxin itself—thick, cloying, useless. Beyond the archway, naked omegas sway in glistening, hypnotic circles under flickering torchlight, bodies oiled and gleaming, every movement an invitation. I stare at them desperately, begging him to look anywhere else. Why does his attention burn hottest on the one tiny rebellion I dared? He sets the cup down. Silent. Final. Then he rises. Three measured strides. That’s all it takes for him to close the distance. His gloved hand captures my chin—firm yet maddeningly gentle—tilting my face up to his. I try to jerk away. His grip tightens just enough to remind me who holds the power. Before I can draw another breath, his mouth crashes over mine. My eyes fly open on a choked gasp. That’s when the arrogant devil lets the poisoned tea flood from his lips into mine—hot, bitter, intimate. It spills over my tongue in a slow, claiming rush, laced with the dark heat of him, the faint metallic edge of danger. I choke, thrash my head, but his fingers lock me in place, forcing me to swallow every sinful drop he feeds me. His tongue brushes mine once—deliberate, teasing—as the last of the poison slides down my throat. He pulls back barely an inch. Just enough to drag the tip of his tongue along his lower lip, licking away the final trace of toxin while he watches me shudder. My chest heaves, lungs burning, tears stinging the corners of my eyes. My body trembles uncontrollably—fear, fury, and something far more treacherous coiling low in my belly. “Now tell me, Princess…” His smirk is soft, wicked, victorious. His thumb strokes the edge of my swollen lower lip, smearing the last damp trace of tea. “How do we survive your poison when it tastes this sweet on your tongue?” What happens when the man you swore to destroy becomes the only one who can steal your breath? When the devil you loathe turns into the god who owns your every shiver? When you finally bite the forbidden fruit… and discover it was always meant to ruin you?

Three Princes, One Crown. Following the order of the Emperor, Three princes from different kingdoms sets out as mere men. Crowns hidden, no guards , true identity concealed. In the bustling central kingdom, fate entwines them. William, playful yet persistent, finds himself drawn to Adrian- an elegant prince whose beauty hides thorns sharper than blades. What happens when they find out they are rivals for the throne but it was too late because feelings weights as much as the crown? But shadows move.The third prince and an assassin were lingering, waiting to take their lives. The third Prince- far; yet close, moves in Secret. While Dada, an assassin sent to slay the princes at the Emperor's command, finds his heart ensnared by the one man he should never love. #Romance #Prince #hiddenidentity #boyslove #MxM #smut #rival

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!Ahmet's laughter was like a slap in the face. "You think you're in a position to negotiate with me?" he sneered. "I don't think so, Asli. You'll do what I say, or suffer the consequences. Do you want more time to outsmart me? No.” She could play his game. She certainly could do that before she finally killed him. A mischievous grin formed on her lips. "What would you gain from sleeping with me?" she asked, trying to keep her tone neutral. "You're not exactly known for your romantic conquests. And we're rivals, not to mention the fact that our families would kill us if they found out." She paused, her eyes narrowing. "So, what's the real motive here? What could you possibly gain from this?" There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, Asli wondered if she had caught him off guard. But then, Ahmet's smooth voice came back, dripping with confidence. "I’m glad to know you are well-informed about my romantic conquests. Let's just say, Asli, that I have my reasons. And as for what I'd gain… well, that's for me to know and you to find out." His tone sent a shiver down her spine, and she knew she had to tread carefully. She wasn’t going to win this against him. “Show me what proof you have and I will give in to your demands.” With that, she hung up the call, feeling a small sense of satisfaction at being the one to end the conversation this time. She was the only woman in the male-dominated Mafia world. Did he think he could subdue her so easily?