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"Sign the paper, Maya. It’s the most money a girl like you will ever see." Maya thought old Mr. Sterling was just the kindest regular at her diner—a man who liked his coffee black and his eggs over-easy. She didn’t know he was the patriarch of a billion-dollar empire. And she certainly didn't know that his final wish was for his ruthless, ice-veined son, Reid Sterling, to marry her. To Reid, Maya is a calculating grifter who "charmed" a dying old man into a payday. To Maya, Reid is a silver-spooned prick who wouldn't know a hard day's work if it hit him in his custom-tailored chest. The Deal: One year of marriage. Five million dollars. No touching. No feelings. But as Maya is pulled into a world of vultures in silk suits, she realizes the Sterling family secrets are deadlier than the debt she’s trying to escape. And Reid? He’s beginning to realize that the "gold-digger" he hates is the only person who actually sees the man behind the money. "You’re just a clause in a contract, Maya. Don't forget that." "Trust me, Reid. For five million dollars, I can forget you even exist."

Look, I’m Riven Kael. Twenty-eight, data analyst, zero ambition beyond paying rent and avoiding small talk. My life was spreadsheets, instant ramen, and the occasional ghost I pretended not to see. Then one mandatory company gala, because of course it was mandatory, turned into the universe’s worst prank. I touched a cursed amulet. I just touched it. Next thing I know, I’m waking up in a penthouse that costs more than my entire bloodline, sporting a glowing marriage sigil on my wrist, legally and magically hitched to Azryth Valek. Yes, that Azryth Valek. The CEO of half the planet, a walking sin in a three-piece suit, an ancient demon lord who was literally sealed inside said amulet until I accidentally set him free. He says we’re bound. Separation means both of us die slowly and painfully. Soul-consumption optional but very much on the table if I’m stupid enough to fall for him. Which, newsflash, I am not. I’m not. Shut up. So now I’m living with an unfortunately hot CEO from hell, dodging assassination attempts disguised as corporate mergers, banishing spirits that show up at my desk like unpaid interns, and pretending we’re a power couple for the cameras while he smirks like he knows exactly how much I want to strangle him. Or kiss him. Or both. Brain, we are not doing this. I didn’t sign up for boardroom battles, multiversal rifts, or the terrifying realization that the arrogant demon who ruined my life might be the only one who truly sees me. But here I am. Still complaining, still fighting, still falling, against every shred of common sense, hopelessly, stupidly, irrevocably in love. Because when the universe marries you to the devil, it doesn’t ask for consent. It just hands you the ring. And damn it, I’m keeping it.

Leo died in a stupid accident. He wakes up inside a novel he once read — as Viscount Damien Kaelan, a petty villain whose only role in the story is to falsely accuse the powerful Duke of Blackwood… and then die in disgrace. There’s just one problem. He’s already accused the Duke. With debt collectors at his door, his reputation in ruins, and a mysterious system assigning him survival “quests,” Leo has one goal: rewrite his death flag before the plot catches up to him. But the Duke is watching. Cold. Intelligent. Unforgiving. And far more interested in Damien’s sudden transformation than he should be. In a world of nobles, politics, and quiet power struggles, survival isn’t about strength. It’s about knowing which lies to tell… and who’s dangerous enough to see through them.

Maria Romanova lost everything in a single betrayal—her family, her fortune, her freedom. To save what remains of her name, she is forced into a marriage she never chose… to Mikhail Dragunov, the ruthless heir of a private Russian dynasty. Cold. Calculated. Untouchable. Their marriage is not built on love, but control and leverage. Every glance is a challenge. Every command is a test. And every punishment is designed to remind her who truly holds power. But Maria is not as fragile as he expects. A spark of fire burns within her—one Mikhail has yet to fully tame. As obsession replaces indifference and control begins to crack, she must decide: submit to the man who owns her future… or become the one thing he never planned for—his weakness. In a world where loyalty is currency, and love is a liability, one wrong move could cost her everything… including her heart.

The moon chooses mates. No one can defy its command. When Ariella discovers the Alpha destined for her, she believes her life will finally change. But the bond the moon created may become her greatest curse. Secrets, power, and betrayal threaten to tear apart the pack as the truth about Ariella’s fate slowly unfolds. Because sometimes the moon doesn’t give you the mate you want… It gives you the mate you must survive.

Content Warning: Contains mature themes that may be unsuitable for underaged readers. Excerpt Ragnar finally looked up. His eyes roamed her face, then dropped lower and lingered just a second too long. “Careful, princess. Keep taunting me like that and I’ll start thinking you like our nightly sparring.” “And if I did?” Her voice was soft now. Almost playful. “Would you stop pretending that you don't like it when I challenge you?” He rose from his seat slowly until he stood toe to toe with her. “Tell me something, Circe.” She tilted her chin up. “What?” “If I kissed you right now… Would you slap me, stab me, or kiss me back?” Her breath hitched. “That depends.” “On?” “How good the kiss is.” A pause. Something hummed between them, something neither of them dared name. Ragnar’s gaze dropped to her mouth. “Do you want me to find out?” She smiled, slow and wicked. “Make it worth the risk.” **** She was forced to marry the man who led the attack on her people. After her father is murdered, Circe is forced to leave her home and become a prisoner of the enemy. When she is taken to the enemy territory, she expects to be tortured physically in every way imaginable. But what she hadn't expected was for the vampire king to offer her up as a bride to his illegitimate son, the very same man that had her people slaughtered. It was a fate worse than torture. With her little brother's life on the line and with nowhere to run, Circe is forced to succumb to her fate. Right then she vowed in the name of her dead father to bring her husband to his knees. She would have her revenge, even if it meant destroying herself in the process. From the first time Prince Ragnar laid eyes on Circe, he knew she was going to be trouble. But trouble had never looked so intriguing. She was a puzzle he couldn't solve and that fact only drew him closer. Like a moth to a flame, she threatened to consume him. She would be his very own demise. Circe's presence in Lamora awoke something sinister, a malicious entity roaming the lands. From dusk till dawn, the streets of Lamora becomes engulfed in a strange fog and from within the voice of a woman can be heard. Anyone who wanders out at night when the fog comes, vanishes seemingly without a trace. Never to be found again. what happens when Circe's brother becomes a victim of this evil presence? What happens when Circe has no other choice but to team up with her husband, who she despises, in order to find the truth behind the disappearances and the evil magic plaguing their lands.

He owns her debt. He owns her body. But he cannot own her mind. When Alessia De Campo is summoned to the villa of the most feared mafia family in Naples, she expects to beg for more time to pay her father's €25 million debt. Instead, she walks through a door left ajar and witnesses a man executed for owing less than her father did. Enzo Moretti does not kill liabilities without first understanding their value. When Alessia catalogs the room—his ring, his guards' tells, the question he asked the dying man—instead of screaming, he decides she is not ordinary. He decides to keep her. The contract is simple: marry him for one year, and her younger brother will be protected. Refuse, and the debt will be called in full—and her brother will suffer the consequences. Trapped in his gilded cage, Alessia does not fight. She studies. She learns his tells. She becomes his weapon. She makes him crave her laugh. Then she discovers she is carrying his child. Enzo has one unbroken rule: no children. He decrees she will terminate. She refuses. And the most dangerous man in Naples kneels. "Teach me to survive your war. Because I am not giving you this child. And I am not running." The cage is no longer just around her. It is inside her. And she is learning to hold the key. Debt-Bound Bride of the Mafia King is a dark mafia contract romance where survival is a strategy, obsession is a currency, and the woman who watches becomes the one who rules.

In a rigid aristocratic society where marriages are political and mistresses are open secrets, Alina Ashworth, daughter of a bankrupt merchant is sold to the most powerful and feared man in the kingdom: Austin Moore, Duke of Ravenmoor. Her official title is his bed warmer. This humiliating title means she is his to use, display, and discard. Yet, he never touches her. Every night, she comes to his room, lies on his bed, but he doesn’t even look at her. But in public, he is a different man. At banquets, his hand is always on her waist and he introduces her to others with possessiveness that make men step back and women glare. Furious at being used as a prop, Alina decides that she will not be his silent ornament. If he wants to display possession, she will give him a performance worth watching. Soon, she weaponizes her bed warmer title, turns the humiliation into power and makes him fall for a woman he was never supposed to want.

**MATURE CONTENT** Yvette Swan grew up believing she was the cherished daughter of the powerful Swan family. Until the real heiress returned. Overnight, love turned into indifference… then cruelty. The home she once clung to became a gilded cage where she was nothing more than a tolerated mistake. Still, one person stood by her side. Her older brother, Nathan. Until the night she woke up beside his corpse. Framed for his murder with the very dagger her father once gifted her, Yvette is dragged into the Swan family’s private hell. Her nails are ripped out one by one. Her fiancé betrays her without hesitation. And the family she once loved watches… as if she were already dead. Branded a murderer. Broken. Abandoned. Her last thought is a vow… If she ever gets another chance… she will make them all pay. But fate doesn’t grant mercy. It offers something far more dangerous. ~~~~~~ Rescued from the brink of death, Yvette awakens in the mansion of the powerful Quinn family. Their missing daughter, Isabelle Quinn, has vanished without a trace. And Yvette looks exactly like her. Given a new identity, a new life, and a role she can never escape, Yvette steps into Isabelle’s world. A world of power, deception… and a marriage alliance that could shake the entire underworld. Because waiting for her is a man far more terrifying than the Swans. Cassian Knight. Heir to an empire built on blood. A man feared for his ruthlessness… and known for feeling nothing at all. No fear. No guilt. No love. A man who treats human lives like expendable pieces in a game only he knows how to win. But something is wrong. Because the moment Yvette steps into his world He begins to feel. A touch he cannot forget. A warmth he cannot explain. An obsession he cannot control. He doesn’t trust her. He knows she’s hiding something. But instead of exposing her… He decides to keep her. Because if she’s a lie… He wants to see how far that lie can go. And if she’s not… Then she might be the only proof that he’s still human. ~~~~~~ Now trapped in a marriage built on secrets, suspicion, and a dangerous attraction neither of them understands… Yvette must outplay a man who can see through lies… While hiding the truth that could get her killed. And Cassian? He’s no longer just watching. He’s hunting. As the past resurfaces and enemies close in, one thing becomes clear… The girl who died in the torture chamber is gone. What remains… Is something far more dangerous. ~~~~~~ She wants revenge. He wants to feel. And in a world where trust is a luxury neither can afford… They might just destroy each other first.

Eva Kane lived her life as she liked, like a free spirit full of energy. She was the only child of her father, so he spoiled her like a princess. But one day her world turned upside down. Eva was chilling at home when she suddenly heard the news on TV. It was about her father, he had jumped from the rooftop of his company building. Eva was shocked. Everything felt unreal to her. She could not accept it. She kept calling her father's phone nonstop in the hope that he would pick up, but he never did. Then the doorbell rang. Eva ran toward the door without checking who was on the other side. She opened it, hoping to find her father. But instead, several men stood there. Before she could react, they knocked her out. The next moment, when she opened her eyes, she found herself in a bedroom, lying on a huge bed. The person sitting beside the bed on a chair was Daniel Volkov. He was Eva's childhood friend, not close, but she had known him for a long time. She just hadn't seen him for a few years. And here he was, making her his as repayment for the debt her father had taken from him. What will Eva do now? She cannot run from him. She doesn't have money to repay the debt since her father's company got bankrupt, and Eva just found out that Daniel is the boss of a huge mafia group, one feared across the whole country.

She arrives in the city hoping to disappear. After her older brother's sudden death, Katherine leaves behind the only home she has ever known, carrying nothing but grief and the belief that distance might quiet the past. In a place where no one knows her name, she builds a life in silence-working mornings in a small café on the edge of a busy financial district, learning how to exist without being seen. Before she leaves, she finds a hidden box in her brother's room. Inside are letters she was never meant to see. Most of them are simple at first-ordinary words, familiar handwriting, fragments of care she doesn't fully let herself read. She only opens a few before closing the box again, leaving the rest untouched as if keeping them sealed might keep something else from unraveling. In the city, life settles into routine. Early mornings. Familiar faces. The comfort of being unknown. It should be enough. But it isn't. A man begins to pass through her world each day-always at the same time, always just out of reach of notice. He does not speak to her. He does not look at her like she is anything more than part of the background. And she does not recognize him. Not once. And yet, something about his presence begins to linger where memory should be clear. As fragments of her brother's past begin to surface in small, unsettling ways, Katherine starts to understand that distance does not always mean escape-and some things follow you quietly, long after you think you've left them behind.

it's a story about Rita she called ugly by everyone even her family, she was bullied by her classmates in school, she lost all her hope and live a life like she don't need anyone but truth is far from it. she was forced by her family into a marriage, she know the other Person does not want to marry her but she don't know what waiting for her a dream husband or hell.

“Get on your knees." My voice sliced through the room like a serrated knife. Ragnor didn’t hesitate. He sank to the cold stone floor, his knees hitting the ground with a heavy thud that synchronized perfectly with my beating heart. Ryker and Reign followed, their heads bowed, their Alpha pride crumbling at my feet. "We didn’t have a choice, Candace," Ryker groaned, his head bowed so low his forehead nearly touched the tops of my boots.  "Everything we do is a choice, Ryker," I whispered, leaning down. "Since you believed a lie over me, now show me,” I commanded, my voice dropping a lower octave. "Show me exactly how much you're willing to crawl to keep the mate you discarded." "Anything, Daisy," Ragnor choked out, his large, calloused hand reaching for my ankle. His touch sent a traitorous bolt of sparks through my skin, but I didn't budge. He pulled my foot closer, his heat seeping through the silk of my dress. He didn't just kiss it; he buried his face against my boot, breathing in my scent with a hot desperation. I looked down at the three most powerful men in the pack, all of them reduced to rubble before me, and I felt the tears burn behind my eyes. "It's a pity that’ll never be enough,” I said, my voice turning to ice.  "Then break us. Do whatever you have to do, just don't walk out that door. Don’t give up on us," Reign growled, looking up, his hazel eyes burning with lust. “We will burn in hell before we let that happen,” I forced a brittle, empty laugh. “Say hello to the devil, he’s no different than the beasts you’ve become after what you put me through,” I pushed Ragnor’s hands away, my touch merciless as I used my knee to shove the other two back.  "I’m done with you all. Go fuck your sweet Didi. I will get my release elsewhere,” I snapped, my voice coming out stronger than I expected especially with their bodies pressed against mine, and their lips sending tingles across my body.  I felt their eyes drilling holes into my back, hotter than a thousand lasers all at once as I strode out. I knew they were watching my retreat, but I didn't turn around to let them see the single, traitorous tear that had finally escaped my guard. I couldn't let them know how much their choices had truly cost me. I was the devil they’d made with each torment. And devils didn't cry. ~ Born the daughter of royalty, Candace Sinclair was once the noble daughter of the formidable Alpha of GraceSpring Pack until her perfect life became a nightmare in one single night. Labeled the offspring of a traitor, she was plunged into a miserable life of shame, scars and utter disgrace and condemned to serve as an omega slave among those who had once bowed to her. However the Moon Goddess wasn’t done with this queen. On the night of the full moon, Candace was rebonded to the beastly triplet Alphas—Alpha Ragnor, Alpha Reign and Alpha Ryker Pendragon, her sworn enemies. The triplets planned to reject her. They would have succeeded… if this wasn’t Candace’s last shot at being mated. Having survived three brutal, excruciating rejections, Candace seized control of her fate at the last minute, forcing them into a bond they never expected with her. That night, the triplets who once loathed her swore to make her life a living hell. But Candace doesn’t care—she will endure every torment if it means uncovering the conspiracy that destroyed her father and plundered her happy family into misery. But Fate is a bastard. Soon, this queen becomes the one obsession they can't escape. The one they crave so desperately they’ll lose their minds just to be buried inside her, until they lose themselves completely.  As cruel truths claw their way to light in this twisted game of love, betrayal, danger and passion, the Pendragon triplets start to see her for who she is—their queen. But Candace is done begging for scraps of their love. She is done being a weak toy in their twisted games. This queen wants them where they belong— groveling on their knees…forever?

[Warning: This story contains explicit adult content and dark romance themes. It features a strong female lead and a dominant male lead. Expect dangerous plot twists ahead.] slow burn ---------------------- Julie pov I screamed at him as I tried to break free from the grip of his hands to reach for his belt, his body, anything belonging to him: "I don't care! I want you to fuck me now... do you understand?" ///////////////////////// Robert pov She said defiantly: "I'll do it myself," and placed her trembling fingers on her pussy. I pounced on her and gripped her hands tightly: "What are you doing, you crazy girl?!" She screamed as she tried to escape: "Let me go to get rid of this agony! If you don't want to fuck me, let me save myself!" I was pressing on her hands to restrain her, and she took advantage of my proximity and kissed me hungrily. I pulled my lips away from her with difficulty, while my body was screaming to throw myself on top of her and touch every inch of her. I was burning too, seeing her in this miserable state. She looked into my eyes deeply and said in a tone that made my world reel: "Robert... take my virginity... make me scream your name, Robert." ___________________ I'm Julie Michael I went with my father to a luxurious restaurant in New York, but I never left with him.My father sold me to a mafia king who owns a VIP club that rents out girls only to politicians and celebrities. On a lower floor of a world that doesn’t exist on any map, The girls are imprisoned in royal suites, prepared solely to please the clients, with no hope of escape. I was sold to Robert Cross, a billionaire who buys people for the joy of breaking them.But I refuse to break under his hands. In Robert Cross’s world, everything has a price tag. I was his most expensive purchase, and I intend to be his most dangerous mistake. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - "You bought my body, but you will not buy my submission," Julie spat. Robert leaned in, his voice a dark hiss: "Commodities don't need to like their masters, Julie... It’s enough that I took a liking to you and bought you, sweetheart." ______________ Adult content only Dark Romance Twisted

"I've been reborn!! This time I refuse to be a simp for anyone, I'll make sure those b*stards gets what's coming to them!"

Aria Stone is a public defender who fights for people the system forgot. She's sharp, guarded, and has exactly one rule trust has to be earned. Lucas Vale is senior corporate attorney at the most powerful firm in the city and the opposing counsel on the biggest case of her career. The last man she should be trusting. When their shared mentor Judge Raymond Harmon dies and leaves them co-owners of his beach house with a condition requiring sixty days of living there together they have no choice but to make it work. But the house is more than an inheritance. Harmon was building something long before he died. And he chose them both deliberately. A conspiracy that runs deeper than either of them anticipated. A father Aria said was dead. A firm corrupt from the inside out. And two people who keep finding each other in the middle of all of it. Some verdicts can't be appealed.

He wants her gone but she refuses to leave. He's a cursed prince and she's his masked bodyguard. A kingdom about to go up in flames and secrets not meant to be revealed. Time is running out, will history repeat itself or will love conquer all evil.

"Forgive me, my soul," he said, knowing it was probably the last time he would see the love of his life. *** Simply put, King Agust is the devil in plain clothes. A raging Lycan with an unwavering desire to wipe out werewolves, he is the ultimate danger to a race whose only mistake is bearing the same blood as that of his father— a werewolf alpha who ruined him and left him consumed by hatred. Like a mad king, Agust has waged relentless wars to drive them into hiding. Until he meets Park. Ruler of Kiyoto, the last standing werewolf pack, Alpha Park is everything Agust despises yet cannot ignore. Fearless, defiant, powerful, and unforgiving, Park rejects Agust when he discovers they are mates. Agust takes it as a challenge. But when his Lycan army attacks Kiyoto without his approval, Agust burns them all, triggering a revolution. Even then, the only thing Agust cares for is the one man who makes him weak in the knees. Alpha Park. In the middle of the revolution, an enemy with a familiar face arises. Hidden in plain sight as Agust’s ‘twin,’ Alpha Ming Chang Zhu has only ever wanted one thing: to be Agust’s only choice. For years he’s stayed devoted to his ‘brother’s’ salvation. When he hears of Agust's mate, Chang Zhu sets course for Kiyoto to eliminate the obstacle standing between him and his greatest obsession. When the three lives collide in love, obsession, and vengeance, the mad Lycan king has to choose between the alpha who despises him and the one who would burn the world to have him. But is there truly a choice, when the king has always had his eyes on only one?

"Let me go!" I screamed, pounding his chest and trying to get out of his arms. His embrace is the last place I want to be, no matter how warm it feels against the chill, rainy night. "Lyra, calm down!" He commands, his tone authoritative, while he tries to gather my flying limbs. If he thinks barking orders like he is in the military is going to calm me, then he doesn't know the crazy woman he is dealing with. I continued to scream like I was being molested while demanding that he let me go. Words I mixed with 'I hate you.' As if he understands that only a drastic move would calm the situation down, he leans down and kisses me. There is no one Lyra hates more than Ryan Blackwell, a man she believes destroyed her life several years ago. So why then does her heart flutter like a hummingbird when he is near, and her body tremble at his touch? They say only a thin line separates love and hatred, and Lyra is about to find out how true these words are. Is Ryan truly the one who ruined her life, or has Lyra been wrong all this time?

Judy Myers is a rising star in her prestigious law firm, known for her sharp mind and unwavering commitment to justice. At only 29, she’s on the cusp of achieving her lifelong dream: becoming a judge. But her ambitions are thrown into chaos when she’s assigned the most controversial case of her career, a case her firm wants her to lose. Her client, Ethan Carter, is accused of murdering his closest friend in cold blood. The evidence against him seems overwhelming, and his connection to a powerful political organization controlling legislation makes him an easy scapegoat. But as Judy delves deeper into the case, she begins to suspect that Ethan has been framed and that the truth is far more sinister than she could have imagined. Uncovering a web of corruption, blackmail, and murder that reaches the highest levels of power, Judy realizes the case isn’t just about Ethan’s innocence. It’s about exposing an organization that has manipulated the law for decades. Torn between her duty to the truth and the danger of unraveling secrets that could destroy her career and her life, Judy must decide how far she’s willing to go to uphold justice. As the trial unfolds, Judy is tested like never before. Betrayed by her firm, targeted by powerful enemies, and haunted by her growing feelings for her client, she must confront her blind spots in a legal system rigged against the very principles she holds dear. Will Judy risk everything to bring the truth to light, or will the cost of justice prove too high? The Blind Judge is a gripping legal thriller about power, corruption, and the ultimate price of pursuing justice.