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The Alpha Chose My Maid, So I Married The Rogue King

My husband thought I was his doormat Luna until I became his ruin. … I was the Goldbane heiress. Gideon Vexwood was the lowborn wolf I married for love. I thought we were building a kingdom; I didn’t realize he was building my coffin. In one night, my world shattered. A tragic accident claimed my father’s life and stole my unborn child, leaving my body permanently broken. With the Pack Council threatening to strip my title unless I produce an heir, I was forced into a desperate gamble. I trusted my husband. I trusted my loyal maid. Together, we struck a secret surrogate deal to save the Goldbane’s right to the Alpha seat. I thought it was our salvation. I didn't know it was a trap. While I drowned in grief, Gideon and his mistress were celebrating my downfall, manipulating the very contracts meant to save me to turn me into a servant in my own home. They called it strategy. I called it war. For seven years, I played the victim. I endured their cruelty, letting them think they’d won while I forged a secret alliance with the only man they truly fear: Jarek Ashthorne. The infamous Rogue King. A man who rules the underworld with an iron fist and holds a debt to my father that he has never forgotten. He was supposed to be my weapon of revenge. I didn't expect him to be my salvation. Now, as the secrets of that fatal night emerge, the long game is finally over. They took my child. They stole my life. Now, I’m coming for their crowns. ____ Jarek hauled me forward until my chest collided with the rigid planes of his torso. “You have no idea, Elowen. Everything about you... every tear you shed for a man who doesn't deserve you… It’s all my business.” I shivered, but I clamped down on the sensation instantly. “Get your hands off me! I know what you’re doing. I’ve heard the stories, Jarek. Stay away from my marriage, stay away from my pack. And you better stay away from my life!” Yet, he pressed his face into the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply. “Is that what you call it, Elowen? I call it a wake-up call. But if you’d rather go back to your ‘Alpha’ and pretend that the walls aren’t closing in, be my guest.”
HeeSha_TA · 26.7k Views

Kısmet

Kısmet is not just a love story — it is a collision of faith, fate, and fire. Iliana Mohammadi lives for purpose. Devoted to curing cancer and protecting the vulnerable, she believes faith is strength, not weakness. Jungkook grows up believing in nothing but power, wealth, and control. Where she sees divine order, he sees coincidence. Where she kneels in prayer, he laughs in disbelief. Their first meeting is not romance — it is war. But when a dangerous conspiracy begins eliminating those who attempt to find a cure for incurable diseases, Iliana becomes a target. Her parents are murdered. The research is threatened. And to survive — she fakes her death. Jungkook is left shattered. Loss becomes his turning point. Grief strips away his arrogance, forcing him to confront the emptiness inside him. In the ruins of heartbreak, he finds faith — not for her, but for himself. Jungkook dies with his disbelief, and Syed Adan is born. Meanwhile, darkness grows elsewhere. Elvin Wahida Khatun — a criminal lawyer with a secret life in the underworld — wages war against drug networks and the monsters who ruined her childhood. Ayaan, a surgeon devoted to saving lives, finds himself loving a woman built from violence and survival. Their love burns bright — and ends in sacrifice. When Iliana returns, alive but changed, she meets not the arrogant atheist she once knew, but a man rebuilt by belief. Some love stories reunite. Some end in graves. And some are written long before the characters ever meet. Kısmet is about loss, redemption, hidden wars, and the kind of destiny that cannot be outrun — only accepted. Because what is written for you will find you… even after death.
written_by_her · 2.8k Views

The Voyeur: He Gazes Back from the Abyss

She watched him for thirty days. She memorized his insomnia, his two-finger pours of Macallan at 3 AM, the way his eyes moved across a room like he was calculating distances. She catalogued his routines with the detachment of a scientist and the patience of a predator. She thought she was in control. She was the one being studied. — In the darkest channels of the dark web, Anya Voss is known as The Eye — an information broker who has never met a network she couldn't crack, never met a target who saw her coming. Julian Sterling was supposed to be her most lucrative job. Infiltrate his home system. Find the buried crimes of a man too powerful to be touched. Collect the payout. Disappear. Instead: thirty days of surveillance that was never hers. A security code that was an invitation, not a barrier. A hidden archive that opened without resistance — because it had been left unlocked, and she had been expected. And a man who looked through a camera she had spent eleven days concealing, and said her name. Now Anya is inside Julian's world — his prisoner, his analyst, and the only person who might be able to solve a problem that has defeated everyone before her. Because she isn't the first person he's brought here. There was someone before her. Thirty-seven someones, each one with a file in a partition she's not supposed to open, each one concluded with a single, irrevocable word: Withdrawn. Julian Sterling is not the monster she was hired to find. But the thing watching them both from the abyss might be. In a city under invisible surveillance, the most dangerous truth is the one you were always meant to discover.
RockJohn · 2.2k Views