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​Alpha Draegon wanted a son for twenty-four years. When his wife had a daughter instead, he lied to everyone. He raised the girl, Valen, to act and dress like a man so no one would know the truth. ​On Valen’s eighteenth birthday, a group of scary soldiers called the Lycanis arrive. They say every family must give them one man to join their army, or they will start a war. Valen’s father plans to go in her place to keep her safe. However, Valen leaves home in the middle of the night and gives herself to the Lycanis. ​She is taken to a cold place called the High Dark Mountain. She finds out that the Lycanis are dying out. They take men to help them have children and grow their population. The strong men become soldiers, and the weak men become workers. Valen is very strong, so the Lycanis women want her. ​The Lycanis King notices Valen. He is a mean and powerful leader. He makes Valen his personal guard. He does not know she is a woman. Valen has to hide her body and her feelings while she works for him every day. ​During a big battle, Valen gets hurt. Her secret is finally discovered. Everyone sees that she is a woman, not a prince. Now, the King has to make a choice. He can punish her for lying, or he can keep her with him to help stop his many problems.

In a world where humans and werewolves coexists peacefully, there’s a young human girl named Angel, who wants nothing more in life than to become a Nun of the holy church. But on the day of her Ordination, disaster strikes, and her already sad life takes a rocky turn down the hill… How would she survive this terrible fate??

Elara Ashford, 23, has been living a lie her entire life. She was brought up as Princess of Veridia, wearing silk and jewels, and she believes she has royal blood in her veins. However, when a marriage alliance insists that she marry the dreaded Dragon King of the North in order to stop war, her adopted family reveals the terrible truth: she was born with the real princess. She is merely the daughter of a commoner, a stand-in for the legitimate heir who was concealed for her "protection." Elara is now being sent to her death with a single, unachievable task: either make the monster fall in love with her or her real family, the commoners who abandoned her, will be put to death for treason. The Northern Kingdom is a real-life nightmare. Towers of obsidian are circled by dragons. In courtyards, Fae warriors hone their blades. In dimly lit hallways, witches murmur. And in charge of it all is Kael Draven, the ancient and deadly Dragon King, whose touch burns like dragonfire, whose amber eyes see through every lie, and whose court keeps a watchful eye on the frail human bride like wolves circling wounded prey. Elara anticipated a monster. She discovers a king who is plagued by centuries-old curses, haunted by betrayal, and frantically searching for his fated mate, whom he believes will break the curse that is slowly killing his people. He believes that *she* is a bond. She's not his mate, though. Wearing a stolen crown, she is a fraud. Elara learns that people have been lying about the North for generations as she makes her way through assassination attempts, lethal court politics, and a developing fascination with the dragon who could burn her with a single breath. Humans have betrayed the "monsters." And centuries ago, a human princess betrayed Kael himself, bringing a curse upon his entire kingdom. Elara's world falls apart when the real Princess Seraphine is found—beautiful, gifted with magic, and Kael's *actual* fated mate. Kael and Seraphine's mate bond is unquestionably ancient and ignites instantly. Elara ought to move aside. Let fate do its thing. However, Seraphine didn't have to spend months gaining the dragon warriors' trust. didn't put her life in danger to lift old curses. didn't fall in love with a monarch who taught her that monsters are created, not born. Elara is faced with an impossible decision after learning that Seraphine is a part of a plot to overthrow the Northern Kingdom from within and that the "true princess" is the real danger to the precarious peace: – Lose Kael to his true love and expose Seraphine. – Keep quiet and watch the kingdom she has come to love burn. – Fight for a love that wasn't supposed to be hers. Because bloodlines aren't always important to the heart. Sometimes love is forged in dragonfire rather than in the stars. Furthermore, the girl who wore a stolen crown, Elara Ashford, is set to demonstrate that fate isn't the most potent form of magic. It's a decision.

After her boyfriend vanishes, Lila Falcone is imprisoned in a brutal mafia world by Nico, the ruthless twin of the man she loved. What begins as punishment turns into a dangerous obsession, blurring the lines between hatred and desire. “Your life belongs to me; you should extinguish even the thought of escape.” His kiss was laced with blood, his possessiveness almost consuming her. But when the death order, "Lila must die," spreads throughout the mafia world, it is this same man who protects her from torment with blood-stained hands. As dark secrets surface, Lila must choose between survival and freedom before their forbidden connection destroys them both

Aiden Beaumont called her infertile. Ethan Beaumont called her HIS. But Kate Miller knew exactly what she was. Their doom. The man who tore her heart to shreds, divorced and discarded her, left Kate Miller with nothing but ashes. So she did the unthinkable… she fell into the arms of his brother. The man who set her destruction in motion from the very beginning. But fate has a cruel sense of irony. Because now Aiden wants her back. He's finally learned the truth: everything he believed was a lie. She was the only one who ever truly loved him, wanted him, cared for him. And when she needed him most... he vanished. Now caught between the brother who destroyed her and the one who wants to rebuild her into something far more dangerous, Kate faces an impossible choice. She can run, disappear into the quiet life of obscurity Aiden always said she deserved. Or she can become the wildfire that burns the Beaumont empire to ash. They called her broken. Worthless. A mistake. They should have called her a weapon. In a world where love is a luxury and revenge is a necessity, Kate will learn that the only way to heal a shattered heart is to ensure theirs never beat the same way again.

Chelly Morgan has always been untouchable… beautiful, cruel, and powerful as the Beta’s only child. Until a car accident lands her in the Moon Goddess’s realm... and strips everything away. Ignored while Sansa Riley, the omega she used to bully, is treated like royalty, Chelly demands to be sent back. The Moon Goddess agrees, but returns her in the one body she never wanted: Sansa’s. Living as Sansa is a nightmare. She discovers that Lucien, her mate in her original body, is obsessed with Sansa and is violent, and determined to cage her so he can have her all to himself. Fleeing him, she runs straight into Koa—her sworn enemy in her past life and Lucien’s stepbrother—and discovers he’s her true mate in Sansa’s body. Now, Chelly must survive possessive Alphas, resist a mate she once hated, and navigate a world that treats omegas as nothing but slaves. Because this time, power isn’t something she’s born with. She must fight to claim her power and refuse to be anyone’s possession. All while trying to control a fate that clearly enjoys watching her struggle.

"The more you run, the deeper I sink into the madness of needing you, My Rose." The blade sank in with ease. Blood splattered across the floor, warm on his skin, yet his deep laughter filled the room. His fingers were covered in bloodstains, adrenaline coursing through his veins as he brought the rose to his nose, closing his eye as he deeply inhaled, as if trying to draw every essence of her "Vanilla&Roses". "Oh, my sweetheart", he whispered, voice coated in something sinful."My love, My Madness'' His lashes fluttered as he drew in another breath. "You haunt me, Ella. In my veins. In my sleep. And every time I try to forget you, I end up crawling back to you. My only salvation,My only addiction, only mine." A year ago~ Blood soaked through his shirt. He was losing too much, too fast. And yet, all he could see was her trembling hands on his chest, pressing hard, her breath ragged as she held him upright. She pinned him against the wall to stop the bleeding. He could barely stand. His mask was on, but his eyes met her deep, wild, wanting. “Why are you helping me?” he rasped. She didn't answer with words; she just looked at him, as if he weren't a monster, and that was just the start of his unraveling. Since then, Sylus has returned to her, watching her. Craving her. Getting entangled in each other's worlds. She doesn't remember that night, or maybe she does? She became the only thing he wanted. The only thing he couldn’t have. Now she stands beside Asher, the man who thinks he can protect her. The man who touches what doesn’t belong to him. But " Sylus has seen every shade of Ella . The soft.The defiant. The ambitious, and each version pulled him deeper and deeper into his obsession for her" "My Ella. Eres mia," you belong to me." I let you loose just for a while, and now the hunt begins, sweetheart. There is no running from me." The story has just begun. An obsessive love triangle, tangled in secrets and desire. Where will it end? Who will claim her heart… or her soul? What is Asher hiding beneath his perfect smile? And what storm swept everything away, rewriting fates? The past is bleeding into the present. And this time, running isn’t enough.But the past never stays buried. Not when love turns to obsession. Not when two men are willing to burn the world for her.

I was Serena Vitale. Queen of everything. That all changes in a night. When an attack is carried on my father during his birthday dinner and every famiglia is breathing on my neck. My uncle, Matteo has also threatened my heirship to the Vitale Empire, I am forced to seek help from an unlikely ally. Luca Ferrante— my ex lover. He’s everything different from what I remember. Now he wants me to be his owned property. What would I let win in the end— my pride, my lust or my responsibility?

[18+ | Mature Content | Dark Romance] After slaving away for years as Ares King's sole overworked secretary, Catherine has finally had enough of his domineering and heartless attitude. She wants to quit and use the severance pay to settle her family's debts, and spend more time with her long-term boyfriend. But soon after she hands her resignation letter, she finds out that her boyfriend cheated on her. He claims she's a wreck with no future, and he's better off without her. Heartbroken and devastated, Catherine is grasping at the last straw when her boss, Ares King, proposes a contract out of the blue. "Become my wife for one year." "Why me, Mr. King?" "Because we work, Ms. Lane.” The last thing she wanted was to make a deal with the devil. But this offer is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Sell your soul to the devil for one year. How hard can that be? ********** Excerpt: "How many?" I froze. Did he expect me to count? "How. Many?" "I-I don't—Ah!" Ares spanked me again, continuously. My eyes stung, and sweet pain overtook me. I should feel sick from deriving pleasure from this, but strangely, I wasn't. "Two?" I teased, purposely getting the numbers wrong. "You shouldn't have done that." Just as I thought, he started again, but this time he drove each hit with more force until my ass was burning. "Fifteen!" I yelled, shaking. "Wrong." My heart momentarily stopped. "I got it right!" "You missed one." He pressed his hand on my searing bottom, and I moaned. I tried to squirm away, but he trapped my hands behind my back, his voice dark with warning. "Move again, and you'll regret it." ~ A/N: This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental.

This is written from the mcs (Alex) pov. Alexandra or Alex is a 16 year old teen in highschool year 11 in London. She's mostly a loner and enjoys hobbies like skateboarding, electric guitar and music. She's had a rough childhood, still does. She classifies her life boring until one odd school day where everything changes.. forever..? Slowest of slow burn you can get with Alex and the so called perfect student Hanna. First time writing sorry if it's not the best.

Amethyst Ravencroft thought magic only existed in stories. But on her sister's eighteenth birthday, her mother reveals a secret that changes everything: their family belongs to a hidden magical society ruled by five ancient covens. Every generation of eighteen-year-olds must attend a mysterious academy where they awaken their magical powers and bind themselves to their destined soulmate. Thrown into this secret world of rituals, power, and politics, Amethyst enters the academy expecting magic, danger, and maybe even love. What she doesn’t expect is her mate. Raze Thronecrest. The arrogant youngest son of the ruling coven… and the boy she once called her childhood friend. But their bond comes with a terrifying truth. Unlike any other magical system, the covens are cursed. To reach the peak of their power, a mage must eventually absorb their mate’s magic — by killing them or by true love. “Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.” The academy takes this rule very seriously. Now Amethyst is forced to share a room with the one person destined to either love her… or kill her. And if survival means killing her first love, she may have to strike before he does. But when her sister suddenly goes missing, Amethyst begins to suspect that the magical world she has just entered is hiding something far more dangerous than a cursed mate bond. Something the covens will do anything to keep buried.

[Warning: R18+ Content] I thought I was going to die. So I chose to be remembered. One night. One drink. One sin I could never take back. But the men I met at the bar weren’t strangers. They were The Trident… three ruthless heirs of the Corvanni Dynasty, the most feared mafia bloodline alive. Draven. Silent, merciless, a predator cloaked in shadows. Lucian. Calculative, hauntingly beautiful, a devil with a silver tongue. And Azriel. Wild, reckless, dangerously addictive. They don’t ask. They take. And now they want me… completely. Their obsession burns hotter than their empire. Their touch is forbidden, but I can’t resist. Because the deeper I fall, the clearer it becomes… I’m not just their desire. I’m their ruin. Excerpt ********** “Run if you want, Jade.” The nickname rolled off Lucian’s tongue like a promise and a threat, one no one had ever dared call me before. My breath hitched, legs trembling, but before I could take a step, Draven’s hand closed around my wrist… iron, unyielding. “You think you can walk away after tasting us?” His voice was quiet, deadly, sending shivers straight to my core. Azriel leaned in from behind, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as his laughter burned through me. “Sweetheart, we don’t chase what’s already ours. And you, little Jade…” his teeth grazed my skin, “…you belong to the Trident now.” Azriel’s fingers tilted my chin up, his grin sinful, dangerous, carved just for me. “Tell me, Jade,” he purred, voice thick with lust, “what do you want?” Heat scorched my skin, my lips parting, but no words came. My body betrayed me, trembling against the wall of Draven’s chest while Lucian’s hand traced lazy circles on my thigh, teasing, tormenting. Azriel’s laugh was low, filthy. “No, sweetheart. Don’t just tremble for us. Say it.” His thumb brushed my lower lip, slow, taunting. “Say what you want. Say you want our hands, our mouths, our cocks… say it, and I’ll give you everything.” Draven’s breath was at my neck, steady, lethal. “Careful,” he murmured, “once you speak it aloud, there’s no going back.” Lucian’s whisper slid against my ear, silken poison. “And when you do, Jade, you’ll never remember what it felt like to be untouched.” My mouth opened before my brain could reason… “I want you,” I whispered. Draven’s hand tightened, Lucian’s eyes darkened, Azriel laughed as if the world had finally given him his prize. Three bodies pressed in, heat and danger wrapping me like a cage I couldn’t escape. Didn’t want to escape. My heart screamed to run, but my body whispered the truth. I wanted them… All of them. ********** Three men. One woman. A love story carved in blood and obsession.

Meredith Carter was once the pride of her pack—until the Lunar Curse marked her as wolfless, unwanted, and a disgrace. Humiliated, abandoned, and rejected by her fated mate, she thought the Moon Goddess had forsaken her. But her curse came with a cruel side effect—wild, uncontrollable pheromones that drove men insane with desire and disgust. A scent so intoxicating, it made her a target. The night she was cast aside when her pheromones spiralled beyond control, Alpha Draven Oatrun—the most feared and untouchable Alpha in the kingdom—claimed her instead. But Draven doesn’t want love. He doesn’t even want her. His reasons for marrying her have nothing to do with fate. Thrust into a world of ruthless politics, deadly enemies, and a mate who sees her as nothing more than a pawn, Meredith must fight to survive, reclaim her dignity, and uncover the secrets behind her curse. Because something is awakening inside her. Something powerful. Something… ancient. And when the truth is revealed, not even Alpha Draven will be able to resist what she becomes. Rejected. Cursed. Desired. Chosen. Will Meredith break free from her fate? Above all, what is this mystical force pushing her to start a war? — Excerpt: "You may have claimed me," Meredith whispered, her violet eyes burning with defiance, "but you will never own me." Draven exhaled a low, dangerous laugh. His golden eyes gleamed as he caged her in, his presence suffocating. "Own you?" His voice was velvet and steel. "Little wolf, I don’t need to own you." He brushed a strand of silver-white hair behind her ear—a touch so light, yet it sent shivers down her spine. "Because whether you like it or not…" His breath ghosted against her skin. "Your body already responds to me." Meredith clenched her jaw, ignoring the traitorous warmth pooling deep inside her. It was the pheromones. It had to be. "I hate you," she forced out. “Good,” Draven smirked. Because hate was just another form of obsession.

"Papa!" I lunged for the door, but Marco, Papa's security chief grabbed me by the waist stopping me from going in. "No, Miss Iris! Don't." Too late. I'd already seen inside. My father, the king of New York's second-largest crime syndicate, Domenico Russo, who’d raised me by himself after Mama died and who had taught me how to stand strong in a world of monsters, was spread out behind his desk in a spreading pool of blood. So much blood. "No, no, no…" I tore out of Marco's grip and fell to Papa's side, my knees snapping on the marble. The blood was hot and foul;soaking through my dress instantly warm and obscene. "Papa, please breathe. Please stay."

"Sevgilim… you killed your deer—it trusted you enough to die in your hands." Charlie is not an ordinary boy. There is something wrong in the way he exists—something hollow, something impossible, like life keeps pulling him back for reasons no one understands. Geone becomes his only warmth. His only bond. A childhood promise that turns into something unbreakable… and undeniably forbidden. But when Hira, Geone’s forever enemy, enters their lives, everything begins to shift. Hatred turns sharp. Chemistry turns inevitable. And Charlie’s quiet devotion begins to fracture into something darker. Because Charlie doesn’t know how to let go. And some kinds of love are not love at all… They are hunger. In a world where closeness can ruin you, the bond between them will be tested by obsession, rivalry, and the terrifying truth of what Charlie really is. "Your touch crossed beyond my flesh, leaving wounds that could undo me..." A LoVe StoRY with No HEART...

I found the files three hours after my neighbor posted in the community group chat: "The Voss woman's garden is attracting rats. Someone handle this before property values drop." My fiancé responded publicly: "My fiancée is passionate. I'll speak with her." Private was worse. The folder on his server was labeled "Elena_Metrics." Subfolders: Grief Cycle (3 years, 4 months), Daily Habits (06:32 garden, 23:14 crying), Mother's Voicemails (42 recordings). He'd been watching me through the ring camera he installed "for security." Cataloguing my tears. Tagging my pain. At dawn, Patricia Holloway appeared at my door with his written blessing: "Remove the garden in 48 hours. Your fiancé agrees this is for the best." I closed the door. Removed my engagement ring. And opened my laptop.

Northcrest High was supposed to be Aira Kapoor’s fresh start— a school where she could stay invisible, avoid drama, and definitely avoid boys. But her plan dies in the first sixty seconds. Because she crashes—literally—into Reyhan Malhotra. Handsome, arrogant, effortlessly chaotic, and widely known as the school’s Certified Menace, Reyhan is the type of boy every sensible girl avoids. He breaks rules for fun. Teachers fear him. Students worship him. And Aira? She wants absolutely nothing to do with him. Until Reyhan finds her notebook. Inside it: “The 27 Rules for Surviving Reyhan Malhotra.” And instead of being offended, he decides to break every single rule—slowly, loudly, and with a smirk that gets under her skin. What starts as irritation turns into rivalry. Rivalry turns into tension. Tension turns into moments Aira can’t explain. And Reyhan… the boy she swore to avoid… gradually becomes the one person she can’t ignore. Between jealous classmates, chaotic best friends, unexpected feelings, and a growing storm of complications, Aira begins to question the one rule she promised herself she’d never break: Rule #27 — Never, ever fall for him. But Reyhan has never followed rules. So why would he start with these? A hilarious, addictive, slow-burn enemies-to-lovers school romance where a quiet girl meets the boy designed to ruin her peace—and possibly steal her heart.

She was born without a wolf. Born without protection. Born without a place in her own pack. When enemies storm her home and her brother dies shielding her with his body, Lyria loses the only person who ever called her family. Her Alpha father chooses politics over blood and sells her at a black market auction to secure peace. She steps onto the stage expecting humiliation. She does not expect to catch the scent that makes her pulse stumble. Her mate. Alpha Kael smells it too. But the look in his eyes is not desire. It is hatred. He believes she destroyed the woman he loved. He believes her existence cost him his true Luna. So he buys her, not to cherish, but to break. He marks her publicly while denying the bond between them. He vows she will suffer in his territory. Yet fate does not bend to pride. And wolves do not choose wrong. Secrets rot beneath the ashes of two ruined packs. Blood was spilled by hands neither of them suspect. And the truth, when it claws its way to the surface, will force a choice between vengeance and destiny. Because sometimes the one you are meant to love is the one you swore to destroy.

Fengyu loved gold, silver, and jewels more than anything. Her greatest dream was to eat, drink, and enjoy life as a salted fish. Her fiancé was the third-ranked scholar in the imperial exams, handsome as the legendary Pan An. Her salted fish life was perfectly complete. Her husband was poor? No problem, she was rich! But who would have thought that the winds of fate would shift, causing her soul to transmigrate into the body of Xie Xun, a dashing and rebellious young marquis, even making him lose a leg due to her. To survive on the battlefield, the salted fish had to turn over and rise, learning horseback riding, archery, and military strategy. The young marquis, bearing her face, caused chaos everywhere. Her fiancé, deeming her wild and foolish, broke off their engagement. She got engaged, and he reneged. She made money, and he squandered it. Her mountains of gold and silver were all emptied by him, and the two became locked in a love-hate relationship. Gradually, the plot started to go off the rails. The ex-fiancé, after breaking off the engagement, regretted it and confessed his deep love. Fengyu: I've already fallen for someone else. A scheming girl at the archery range tried to kill her, only for Fengyu to stab herself instead. Fengyu: What to do now? It looks like you've committed murder. Her parents, who had defended the borders for decades, returned home only to say, "Daughter, go follow the young marquis and start a rebellion!" How did the originally carefree salted fish storyline turn into one of a villain rising? In the end… Raising a husband turned out to be a money pit, but the husband was certainly worth it! A sickly schemer hiding their true nature (Fengyu) vs. A dashing but cunning strategist (Xie Xun)

Everyone says he is an iceberg, but only Maya Spencer knows he is a volcano, and moreover, a volcano that is passionately unlimited for her, an indulgently pampering volcano.