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Emperor Devil and His Northen Queen

“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?
SlutTyrant · 437 Views

Surrender To Us, Our Luna (One Luna, Four Alphas)

“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.
AlexisDee · 1.3m Views

Blackmail and roses

A single message pulls journalist Amara Reyes back into a story she thought she had left behind - The story of her father's mysterious disappearance and death years ago. The case was quietly closed, the investigation buried, and everyone moved on… except Amara. She has spent years trying to understand what happened, haunted by the questions that seem to have no answer Determined to uncover the truth, she dives into a world of secrets, lies, and dangerous power that she could never have imagined. Roman Vale is everything Amara isn’t - calm where she’s fiery, controlled where she’s impulsive, and untouchable where she’s vulnerable. As a billionaire with a cold, calculating reputation, Roman is used to protecting his family’s interests at any cost. When Amara stumbles into his life, he sees a challenge in her relentless curiosity, while she sees a man she can neither trust nor ignore. Thrown together by blackmail, circumstance, and mutual suspicion, Amara and Roman clash at every turn. She wants answers. He wants control. And yet, amidst the tension, a slow-burning attraction begins to ignite. Roman’s icy exterior hides a man capable of loyalty and unexpected warmth, while Amara’s courage and determination awaken emotions he thought he’d buried. But love doesn’t come easy when every secret has a price. The closer they get to the truth, the more dangerous it becomes. When the blackmailer’s moves put Amara in direct danger, Roman faces a choice that could change everything: protect the empire built on lies, or protect the woman who has become his heart. Blackmail & Roses is a thrilling enemies-to-lovers romance filled with tension, danger, and heart. In a world where everyone hides something, Amara and Roman must navigate betrayal, corporate power, and their own hearts — proving that even among thorns, roses can bloom.
Kathywrites · 595 Views

Love,Written In Ruins

Eloise thought her first heartbreak would end in tears. She was wrong. It ended in gasoline and a match. ​For two years, she’d loved him with a naive belief in "forever." He was her safe place—until she found the truth buried in his trash. Used condoms, the scent of betrayal still fresh. Then came the final blow: a call from a friend who’d spotted him at a restaurant with someone else. ​Eloise didn't just walk away; she crashed his dinner. She emptied a glass of wine over his face, slapped him until her palm burned, and threw the evidence of his infidelity at his chest. ​But heartbreak demanded a higher price. That night, her agony took the shape of a flickering flame. She watched his estate burn, waiting for the satisfaction to kick in. ​It never did. Because the house didn’t belong to her ex. ​It belonged to Luciano Solis De la Vega. ​A man whose name is whispered in the city's darkest corners. Ruthless. Powerful. Terrifyingly composed. Luciano doesn’t believe in mercy or insurance claims; he believes in collateral. And now, Eloise is the only asset he intends to collect. ​She is his debt. His punishment. His. ​Luciano is a master of control, a man who breaks beautiful things just to see them bend. But Eloise refuses to shatter. Every defiant glance and every tremor of fury awakens a dangerous obsession within him. ​Their nights are a war zone where hate collides with heat and punishment blurs into desire. But as the smoke clears, Eloise realizes the fire she started was only the beginning. Between jealous lovers and enemies disguised as friends, she is trapped in a world where even loyalty has teeth. ​When two broken souls collide, they don’t heal. They incinerate. ​From the ashes of betrayal, a new kind of love is written—not in promises, but in ruins.
Layla_Pearls · 44k Views

Contract Marriage: Breaking His Own Rules

Linda Gilbert’s fall was well planned and cruel. One moment, she was a top model, adored by brands and envied by many. Next, she was branded a homewrecker, wrongly accused and framed by someone who wanted to destroy her. The scandal spread overnight, tearing her career apart completely. Her father disowned her and left her with nowhere to turn. She wandered the streets under the hot sun, lost and exhausted, only to be hit by a car and land in the hospital. That was when Linda learned the car that almost killed her belonged to the scariest CEO that everyone feared. His assistant believed she had deliberately thrown herself in front of the car, assuming she had fallen too low and had nowhere else to go… just like another desperate woman trying to force her way into his boss’s life. But Linda knew she wasn’t chasing power. What was happening to her wasn’t her fault, and the accident was nothing but a cruel coincidence. As if looking down on her wasn’t enough, she was offered a contract meant for a random woman like her. Under normal circumstances, she would have slapped it back in their faces and spat on it. But she had no choice. She forced herself to sign a harsh contract marriage for one year, with no love or affection, in exchange for the one thing she needed the most, to clear her name… As Linda stepped into a life she never wanted, she set her heart on one goal… revenge. While the world believed she married for power, she remained unbothered, quietly taking control of her life on her own terms. What she never expected…Was that the man who wrote the rules would be the first to break them?
Precy_Elegancy · 2.8k Views