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[+18| Adult Content | Dark | Erotic Mafia Romance] In Central City, everyone knows the name Marcone. It’s a name whispered in fear, a name synonymous with blood, shadows, and an empire built on the broken bones of anyone who dared to cross them. Adrian Grayson is a ghost. A widower frozen in three years of grief, he lives for his art and nothing else. He doesn't care about the city's monsters, until he accidentally crashes into the most dangerous one of all. Twice in one night, the cold, lethal Matteo Marcone saves Adrian’s life. Adrian hates to owe anyone, especially a devil. But when he asks how to settle the debt, the answer isn't money or blood. "Climb into my bed if you want to repay me," Matteo rumbles. "Or remain forever in my debt." Adrian is straight. He is a man of honor. But in a fortress of stone and iron, trapped by a man who refuses to let him go, Adrian realizes that the Devil doesn't just want his body, he wants to consume his very soul. Will Adrian pay the price, or will he discover that some debts can only be paid in skin? A/N: This story is entirely fictional. All characters, names, locations, and events are products of the author’s imagination. Any similarity to real people, living or deceased, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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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.

He fell in love with the bastard. ........ Rai Est, a 33-year-old high school teacher, was suddenly transferred to Silverlake High School, a tiny school buried in the countryside. With only a few days to settle into his new life, Rai struggled to find a place to stay. Fortunately, the kind principal, understanding his situation, offered him a place in a house he owned and rent out. But Rai quickly learnt he wouldn't be living alone. Sharing a house wasn't supposed to be a big deal. A roommate or a housemate sounded harmless enough. Well…no. It's bad. Very bad... Because the person he has to share the house with turned out to be someone he already knows. Zade Grey... ZADE FUCKING GREY! They shared scars, fights, curses and a lot of 'nice memories' from their school days. It must be fate. After almost fifteen years, the ultimate enemies are reunited. And, one is very excited...

In a world divided between two powerful empires—the Northern and Southern kingdoms—peace is fragile and maintained only through forced political marriages between royal heirs. Seraphina and Cassian, heirs of the Southern Empire, and Eirlys and Lorenzo, heirs of the Northern Empire, are bound together by this arranged marriage despite being raised as rivals from opposing sides. What begins as a cold political arrangement soon unravels into something far more dangerous. Strange powers begin to awaken. Hidden truths about their bloodlines surface. And beneath the surface of both empires lies a secret world; one filled with hybrids, ancient rules, and a war that has been waiting to begin. But they are not the only ones watching. A mysterious masked figure begins to move in the shadows, manipulating events, turning allies into enemies, and pushing the world closer to chaos. Awakening the mythical creatures which only existed in the stories. As trust breaks and loyalties shift, the four heirs find themselves caught between duty, survival,betrayal, and the truth they were never meant to know. Because in a world built on secrets… Love and hate are equally dangerous. And power always demands a price.

(WARNING: R19) [Ding!] [Welcome, my dear host! You have one minute to complete your task or you’ll die!] [Task number 1: throw a fruit at your servant Bella. Goodluck!] Anna Carson died at her office work from stress and a million ton of caffeine in her bloodstream. When she opened her eyes, she found herself in the beastworld novel she was reading. She had transmigrated into the body of the villainess princess. She gets a sadistic and incredibly unhelpful System, one who forces her into the “Villainess arc” which she must obey or she loses her life. Anna’s goal is simple; complete her tasks and return to a perfect version of her real life, one where she probably doesn’t die at her desk. But things are never as easy as they seem. Especially with the addition of five incredibly handsome beast husbands, a comatose sister, and a kingdom that both fears and worships her. Anna, a hopeless romantic, a woman who has never killed a fly in her life, forced to play villainess. She must make her new beast husbands hate her, but not enough to actually kill her. wait…this wasn’t in the plan. why are they falling in love with her?!

Ready for a messy ride? *** Ren has spent years surviving behind a mask. By night he is known as the most sought-after Omega companion at the Deluxe pleasure house: elegant, mysterious, and untouchable. Clients know his scent, his voice, and the cold charm he uses to keep the world at a safe distance. No one knows who Ren really is. The identity he shows the world is only half the truth, and the secret he protects is powerful enough to destroy the delicate balance between the mainland’s most influential families. Everything begins to unravel after one reckless night with Feng Lang—the volatile Alpha heir feared across the city. One punch. One scandal. One mistake that drags Ren directly into the orbit of four dangerous heirs who rule the underground racing scene and stand at the center of an approaching political storm. Among them is Zhen Long, the calculating mastermind preparing for a ruthless election battle, Shen Yichen, the quiet genius who never loses and Wang Ruiqing, the amiable heir who rejected his family’s empire for a life in law enforcement. While the powerful circle grows suspicious of the mysterious Omega who appeared out of nowhere, Ren struggles to keep his two identities from colliding. Because if the truth about him ever comes to light, it will not only destroy the life he built—it will unravel years of secrets, revenge, and power plays carefully hidden beneath the surface of the mainland’s elite society. And the most dangerous part? Ren may not even know the full truth about himself. In a world where power is everything and secrets are currency, one Omega’s hidden identity could bring an entire empire crashing down. ***

Clumsy, chaotic, and endlessly enthusiastic, Park Ji-Ah lands her first job at an elite publishing company Hanryeon Tech—where she immediately collides with Ha-Joon Kim, the company’s cold, perfection-obsessed CEO. What begins as a daily war of nerves, paperwork, and personality clashes slowly turns into something neither of them planned: love. But loving a Kim is never simple. When Ha-Joon’s powerful family steps in, Ji-Ah is judged not for who she is, but for where she comes from. Labeled “unsuitable” because of her poor background, Ji-Ah becomes the center of a class-driven conflict that threatens both her relationship and Ha-Joon’s position. As tensions rise, chaos doubles when Ha-Joon’s other brother develops an interest in Ji-Ah’s sister, entangling the two families even further. Boundaries blur, loyalties are tested, and emotions collide, forcing Ji-Ah and Ha-Joon to decide whether love is worth standing against family expectations, societal pressure, and their own fears. In a world where perfection is demanded and mistakes are unforgiven, Ji-Ah must prove that sincerity, resilience, and a little chaos might be the most powerful things of all.

“I will not be marked.” Neo said. He turned his neck to look at Bryce. “Step back.” The threat in his tone was clear. “Or I’ll make you step back.” ~ Neo was betrayed and left to die in the most important mission of his life. When he opened his eyes again, it was ten years later and the world had moved on without him. He, who was once the strongest hunter on Mars, suddenly became a civilian without any of his abilities. Neo has to build himself up from scratch but his sync partners—the people who are supposed to be his soulmates—are set on holding him back and controlling him. In addition, Mars has become something else and is no longer the home he dearly remembers. Neo’s return stirs up forces that are greater than anything imaginable as he takes it upon himself to rectify things. His righteous actions gain him more enemies than friends. And somehow, his soulmates seem to be among those enemies.

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] Penelope Anderson, long past the age society deems “marriageable” and burdened by rumor, devotes herself to securing a perfect match for her younger sister after experiencing an unsuccessful courtship. Everything proceeds as planned until Lord Anthony Ravenport, a notorious rake she once met under scandalous circumstances, becomes her sister’s most promising suitor. Though Penelope knows he is dangerously unsuitable, his status makes him impossible to refuse. As tensions rise, so does an undeniable attraction between Penelope and Anthony, one that threatens to ruin not only her sister’s future, but the fragile reputation of their entire family. *** “Why do you despise me so much that you consider everything I do unworthy of your blessings!” he demanded, eyes bright with frustration and restrained fury. “Because you are unworthy of one!” she yelled back, her gaze holding the same frustration as his. “You’re unworthy to be a husband, unworthy of my sister, unworthy of love, unworthy of everything! Your presence is only making things worse for Franseca,” “And your presence isn’t?!” he spat back, his composure gradually dwindling as seconds passed. “Just because you think you’re better off unmarried doesn’t make her one. She shows interest in me as much as I do her!” “Oh, is that so?” She countered, mockery and disbelief laced in her tone. “I know men like you. And men like you thrive on pity and selfishness, believing women to be nothing else but breeders and assets! How dare you speak of interest when all you think of is what benefit my sister possesses!” “I know women like you,” he retorted, keeping his voice likewise. “Women whose conclusions are based on personal grudges. Women who are blinded by rage, envy, and jealousy, disguised under safety. Women whose hearts are hardened by grief and sorrow, and all they can think of is affecting other people’s lives!” “How dare you,” Penelope seethed, expression cold in fury and her gaze heated in cold rage. No one has ever talked to her the way he did, and it annoyed her to such an extent that she could barely recognize herself anymore. “Oh, are you pained?” he demanded, mockery plastered in his expression. They were so close, so improperly close that breath fanned against each other, eyes brightened in rage, chest rising and falling from such pressure. “You are… insufferable!” She spat. “And you’re… aggravating!” he returned, hot breath matching hers, as their chest rose and fell in exasperation. For a moment, the world revolved around heated glares and venomous expressions. Finally, those pair of grey eyes left the storm of dark-brown ones, descending on her lips that were only an inch away. Sensing his diverted attention, her breath stuttered in response, eyes descending against those inviting red lips. Her heart raced wildly, breath puffing furiously as she swallowed the lump down her throat, unconsciously wetting her lips. “S-Stay away… from my sister,” She said, words barely above a whisper. Her heart raced, echoing in her ears, causing her to feel dizzy. His eyes darkened. “You’ll be the end of me,” he whispered back, almost like a plea. And in the blink of an eye, his lips crashed against hers. *** PS: BASED ON HISTORICAL SETTINGS AND TIMELINE. #Slowburnromance #enemiestolovers A/N: There will be slow updates for now, until I conclude “Surrendered To The Lord Of Sin”. Although this is my entry for WSA 2026. Thank you for trying this out!

"They treated her like a toy. She became the Master." In a world of cold boardrooms and ruthless empires, Elena vane is a name spoken in whispers. She is the "Ice Queen" who appeared out of nowhere to dismantle the city’s elite. She doesn't want a crown—she is building her own, piece by bloody piece. Elena has buried her heart and replaced it with a blade. Every business move she makes is a step toward a reckoning that no one sees coming. She entered the arena expecting enemies to crush, but she didn’t expect a predator who would rather worship her than fight her. Alex Valois is the undisputed King of the corporate world—a man who knows no mercy. To Elena, he is the ultimate rival to be defeated. To Alex, she is the only mystery worth solving, a goddess whose cold eyes hold a fire he’s never seen. As elena prepares for her final act of revenge against a past that refuses to stay buried, she realizes the most dangerous man in the city might be her only salvation. The King has met his match. The hunt for the truth has just begun. [WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 18+] This story contains dark themes, including violence, revenge, and mature romantic situations. Reader discretion is advised.

Lillian Parker has always been independent and driven — but working as Sebastian Wolfe’s secretary at Sovereign is no easy task. Brilliant, ruthless, and demanding, Sebastian built the company from the brink of collapse at the age of eighteen, and he expects perfection… from everyone, especially her. When a personal betrayal leaves Lillian shaken and exhausted, she never expects the cold, sharp CEO to notice. Yet behind his icy exterior, Sebastian sees more than she realizes — and his silent, unexpected gestures hint at something neither of them is ready to admit. Late nights, impossible deadlines, and unspoken emotions blur the line between enemies and something far more complicated.

Revenge is, by all means, one of the most guaranteed things to happen when a warlord with dragon blood in his veins and ether at his side is betrayed, poisoned, and reduced not to death but to decades of obliterating pain as his ether channels burn from his very soul. Only one remained. One channel, thin and fragile around his heart, survived long enough for him to endure, to wait, to plan, to manipulate, and, eventually, to return to the world with one clear purpose: to burn down the nation of the traitor who thought he had erased him for good. But then came a fortune teller at a street stall. And with the fortune teller came a dare Arik accepted for fun, a spread of cards drawn with no real expectation beyond momentary amusement. Instead, he found something far more dangerous than revenge waiting for him. His mate. A story of rebirth, revenge, enemies-to-allies-to-lovers, political ruin, ether, and the deeply unfortunate reality that the one person tied to Arik’s fate may be the very last person he should ever want. — Warnings, disclaimers, cries for help… call them whatever you want. This is the third book set in the same universe, but it can be read on its own. The world will be fully presented, so nobody needs to do homework before stepping into the chaos. For anyone curious, the first two books are: Bound by the Mark of Lies Shadow Unit Scandal: The Commander’s Omega This universe is ABO dragged directly into etherpunk, political fantasy, violence, bad coping mechanisms, and my ongoing inability to let powerful people make emotionally healthy decisions. There will be violence. There will be gore. There will be smut. There will also be vengeance, terrible restraint, worse impulses, emotional damage, and at least one man reacting to fate like it personally insulted his bloodline. Good luck.

Amara, a wealthy aristocrat's well-bred daughter with a secret to hide, is thrown into despair when her world is suddenly shattered after discovering she isn’t the Caldwells' biological daughter. It was incredibly convenient for her father to discard years of love, devotion, and family ties, quickly sending her as a marriage tribute to a Werewolf Prince after receiving an invitation that, according to the Peace Treaty between Werewolves and Humans, required one of his daughters. It no longer mattered that she wasn’t truly a Caldwell, nor that she was already in love with someone else. So, on the night of her planned elopement with her lover, her fate with the monster was ruthlessly sealed. Forget that the Alpha Prince is a cursed monster—yet, why is he always in her face, treating her like his perfect plaything to pass the time? But most importantly, if he truly doesn't care about her, why do those who cross her suddenly disappear or get punished? — Excerpt: Amara could feel the tension in the way Alexander stood before her—the restraint in his silence, the weight of his attention pressing against her body. He shouldn’t be this close to her after cornering her against a tree. “Do you know what happens when I want something?” he asked, his voice dangerously controlled. Her breath trembled, but she shook her head. “I—I don’t know.” “I take it.” Amara inhaled sharply as she lifted her gaze to meet his dark, conflicted eyes, burning with something that made her heart stutter. “Then why haven’t you?” she whispered. His gaze dropped briefly to her lips. “Because if I cross that line,” he said, “I won’t stop.” “Then cross it.” Her voice was barely audible. Instantly, the restraint in Alexander’s eyes shattered. He lowered his head and claimed her mouth in a desperate, hungry kiss.

Lucien's control was fraying. He watched Elian's shoulders shake, watched fat tears roll down those flushed cheeks as the younger man tried—and failed—to hold back broken sobs. The sight should have disgusted him. Instead, it ignited something feral in his chest. "Be quiet, Elian," Lucien warned, voice low and strained. Elian's head snapped up, eyes blazing through the tears. "No! I will not be quiet!" His voice cracked, raw and defiant. "I demand you let me go. Set me—ah!" Lucien moved before he could think. In one brutal motion, he slammed Elian against the nearest wall, the impact knocking the breath from both of them. Elian's back hit stone with a dull thud, his wrists pinned above his head by one of Lucien's large hands. "Be quiet," Lucien hissed again, forehead pressed against Elian's, their breaths mingling hot and desperate. Elian whimpered, twisting uselessly in his grip. "You monster… you—" Lucien's mouth crashed down on his. It wasn't gentle. It wasn't a kiss—it was a claim. Hard, punishing, devouring. Elian gasped into it, the sound swallowed instantly as Lucien pressed closer, body caging him completely against the cold wall. The taste of salt from Elian's tears mixed with something sweeter, something that made Lucien's blood roar. Elian struggled for half a second… then his lips parted on a broken moan. Lucien pulled back just enough to growl against his mouth, "I said be quiet." But Elian—trembling, furious, aching—only whispered back, voice wrecked: "Make me." **** Some truths are worth killing for. ​Son of a traitor, Elian Morel was meant to burn in the Duke's dungeon. Instead, the ruthless Duke Lucien pulls him from the darkness and keeps him locked in his private wing—close enough to watch, to touch, to break. Elian hides a dangerous gift: with one touch, he can drag out the truth behind any lie. Lucien is cold precision and merciless control, a man bound by a royal betrothal and secrets of his own. But the more he tries to possess Elian, the more his iron restraint begins to crack. In a world of court intrigue and deadly politics, their charged proximity turns into something darker—something hungry. Every defiance, every forced confession, every lingering gaze pushes them closer to the edge. Between captor and captive, hatred and desire, a forbidden bond begins to form. One that could destroy them both. Power, obsession, and a love that defies the throne.

At Twenty-three, Scarlett Bellingham signs a ten-year contract with London’s most powerful billionaire, Jude Maguire. To the world she is the perfect wife; elegant, fashionable, composed and untouchable. But behind closed doors, their marriage is just an agreement on paper. Scarlett keeps her end of the deal smoothly even when she unexpectedly gets pregnant. She refuses to let motherhood weaken the life she has spent years building being Mrs Maguire. As the contract comes close to its expiration date then Micheal Gerard, a rival CEO who likes Scarlett shows up. Scarlett then finds herself at the center of a dangerous game as her carefully constructed world starts to crumble . Jealousy from a love interest develops. Hatred and betrayal from family surfaces but the truth is far more dangerous than anyone could imagine it to be. When the truth is finally exposed , Jude is forced to choose between the empire he controls and the woman he never intended to love. But Scarlett doesn't wait for him to choose as she walks away. Leaving behind the man who finally learned how to love and the children she calls nothing but a contract bonus. But she returns and this time not for survival but to destroy everything and take control.

This is a fanfic on the story of jayfer. This mainly focuses on the development of their relationship. From dating to marriage (hopefully) this explores all the nooks and crannies of love. this book will be a roller-coaster of emotions (at least i will try)

In a nation ruled by quiet control, the government doesn’t just eliminate threats— it rewrites them. Years ago, two siblings were discarded by that system, abandoned under the guise of state necessity. Forced to survive in the shadows, they grew up taking on dangerous, illegal work—learning how power really functions. And they never forgot who put them there. Revenge wasn’t a dream. It was a plan. Carefully constructed, piece by piece. The protagonist doesn’t aim directly for the top. He targets what connects to it. So when he infiltrates an elite gathering, it isn’t for a simple assassination. the son of a powerful government director—was never meant to be the final target. He was meant to be used. A way in. But the plan falters the moment they meet. He sees through him instantly—tearing apart his disguise, exposing his methods, and refusing to play the role assigned to him. Instead of becoming a pawn, he becomes something far more dangerous: An equal on the board. Because he knows things. Things he shouldn’t. Behind the government’s polished image lies a hidden system—one that abducts the world’s most dangerous individuals, erases their memories, and forces them into controlled environments known as “instances.” Places where identities are stripped. Where people are turned into experiments. Where the dead… don’t always stay dead. Officially, He is one of them. Declared dead. Erased from the public world. And yet— he stands ruins left by the god. Alive. Watching. Playing his own game. Realizing the scale of what he’s stepped into, the protagonist abandons patience. Instead of waiting, he accelerates his plan—launching an attack on a government facility tied to the system. It’s a move that was meant to seal his fate. Captured and “executed”, he becomes the epitome of punishment to those who desire . But the government doesn’t waste what it can use. His death isn’t an end. It’s a transition. When he awakens again, it’s not in the world he tried to destroy— but inside it. An instance. No memories. No identity. Only fragments. A lingering sense of purpose. A name he can’t recall. A sister he’s forgotten. And somewhere within the system— a man who was supposed to be a chess piece… but was never one to begin with. and a broad ear to ear grin

Vanessa is a powerful CEO who has just been betrayed by the man she loved.. one she had trusted and given up everything for. But he only wanted to use her. Never having known true love, she'd thought she'd found her 'one' What a fool she had been. Now, all she wants is someone easy to control, someone who won’t fight back and interfere with her plans. Or try to steal her money and inheritance. Her fiance, is not that man. But she has the perfect candidate in mind. Elliott Mae Ross. The Most beautiful man... And Elliott, with his angelic looks and quiet demeanor, seems like the perfect prey.. um husband. So what can a girl do but pursue a little white flower. Elliott Ross. The world believes that he needs to be protected. Showered with the title "National Younger Boyfriend', his delicate looks and features have attracted everyone, even stalkers. To anyone who has worked with Elliott Ross, he is a little innocent lamb with his big sparkly eyes. So, when he is forcefully romanced by the powerful Vanessa, how could he have refused... But not everything is as it seems. Vanessa thought she was bringing home a little white flower... how did it turn in a flesh eating monster? Help! Her 'sheep' turned out to be a wolf in disguise, who only ever wants to eat her now!! What was she going to do?