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His free hand strayed. They burned as they slid across my waist. And higher. Dangerously close to the under curve of my breast. “The thing with girls like you, Maisie, is that you think all you need to fix to be picked is your appearance. I don’t doubt that you’d make a great fuck, but you’ll never be the type of woman men want to keep. The kind to be made Luna. You’re the kind that’s only good enough to fuck, but never good enough to be chosen.” *** After getting rejected by her mate, Cole Hayes, the future Alpha of the pack, and nearly losing her life from the pain of it, Maisie Adams and her best friends concoct a fail safe plan to get back at him and save her from dying. Phase I: Get a make over and become the hottest thing in Ashfall. Phase II: Make out with a hot stranger. Phase III: Get a boyfriend, someone hotter, someone older, and lose your V-card. Phase IV: Get Cole Hayes to apologize. Phase V: Reject Cole Hayes. What they do not, however, account for is Cole Hayes falling for Maisie and being unable to let her go. Even worse, they sure as hell couldn’t have known Maisie would catch the attention of the four Lycan royals at the academy and accidentally bond with them!

The mad vampire has broken countless humans. He never expected one to break him back. Hiln never meant to catch a vampire lord's attention. Disguised as a servant, and working in the shadows of a castle filled with monsters, all she wanted was to survive long enough to save her dying father. It almost works, until she is discovered by none other than the one Lord no one dares to cross. But Hiln is more than she appears. And when he pushes her to the edge of despair, an ancient force in her veins chains the most feared vampire in the realm to her will. Now he is bound to her, and the craving he feels for her blood, her body, and the woman who should be his victim, is slowly driving him mad. In a world built on power and cruelty, two enemies are about to discover that the line between hatred and desire is thin. She was supposed to be his prey. Instead, she became his obsession. More tags include: #grovellingML #obsessedML #yearningML #agegap #powercouple #fantasy #psychological #horror #adventure #magic #smut #darkromance Discord Server: https://discord.gg/mcnv69zPv

“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?

Journee, an NYPD officer and Archer, an FBI agent are after a common mafia boss, but they don’t know it. They cross each other’s path at every corner and involuntarily destroy each other chances to make a case against him. Each unknowingly keeps sabotaging the other. If they get a chance, they will kill each other. Finally, they decide to work together to put him behind bars and… fall in love.

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.

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.

Warning: Heavy sexual content and a fucked up male lead. Throw morally grey out the window. Excerpt: "Do you trust me?" His hand drifted to her neck. If he had asked her to walk into the fire with him right then, to tumble willingly into chaos, she would have said yes without hesitation. Her entire body shivered as she nodded, heart hammering, her pulse a wild drum against her ribs. "Always use your words, Bambola. Do you trust me?" he asked again. "Yes…yes…" Her back arched against him instinctively, skin flushed and glistening, every nerve screaming, every muscle taut and alive. Luca's other hand tightened at her neck, squeezing until she gasped for breath. The sensation was exquisite and terrifying, every nerve ending alight as he manipulated the fine line between restriction and pleasure. Vee squeezed her eyes shut, nails digging into his arm as she clung to him, her breath rattling in her chest. He sensed her reaching the edge and drove her closer, the hand at her neck tightening harder. "Luc…" she choked out, a fragmented plea that shattered as her body convulsed, releasing a hot, desperate wave against his fingers and the rug beneath them. Synopsis: She insulted the devil. He decided to own her. Veronica Scalese walks into New York’s elite club, ‘Commissioned’ by accident—and mouths off to the wrong man; Luciano Genovese popularly known as ‘The Devil’. He grants favours but gets your soul in return. When Luca comes to collect a debt from her father, the payment demanded is flesh. Veronica becomes both Luca’s weakness and his obsession. He burns his empire to the ground to keep her. Undressed by the Mafia God is a mafia romance story where power is foreplay, love is a liability, and the most terrifying thing a god can do… is fall. From the author that brought you: 1. Defying The Rogue Alpha 2. The Vampire's Luna 3. Undressed By His Arrogance

Elena Thorn never expected to cross paths with the ruthless and cold CEO, Ryan Redland who got rid of her like some nuisance. She never imagined that her fate would be sealed with him by a contract marriage, forced on them both. She is spoiled, free spirited, and daring. While, he is a man of control, order and silence. Despite the consistent tension, a costly romance simmers. What starts as a reluctant union quickly spirals to something sinister. With a dangerous love triangle, a vengeful, greedy and power-hungry secret rival in play, their union is one filled with love and betrayal. Can their bond survive the endless twists of deceit, pride, lust and betrayal? Will this contract be much more costly than they both bargained for?

She died three times—and every time, because the war broke out. And then she's reborn on the most humiliating and painful day of her life: the day she's rejected by the love of her life. So on her fourth life, Seraphina does the unthinkable and heads straight to the source of the war: She marches into the Demon Lord’s castle… And proposes marriage! Now bound to the most dangerous man alive, she must stop a war that always happens— Before it kills her again.

I am Alina Graves. My whole life I was taught to be invisible. Omega. Orphan. Servant. I scrubbed floors in Blackthorn Castle while the alphas feasted, and lowered my eyes when they passed by. I knew: survival meant silence. But on the night of the Blood Moon, fate decided otherwise. I was thrust into the sacred circle in place of the ailing bride. And the bond struck—like lightning to the chest. My mate is Kael Blackthorn, the future Alpha King, whose name is whispered with fear across all the lands of England. He did not want an omega on the throne. He publicly rejected me before the entire pack. Called me a mistake. The humiliation burned hotter than fire. But at night, he came. Claimed me as his. Secretly. Cruelly. Without choice. Now, every glance from him is a brand. Every order is a chain. Every whisper in the castle corridors hints that my blood hides an ancient power capable of destroying the entire kingdom. I was meant to remain broken. But if fate made a mistake in choosing me for him—I will make the world bleed for that mistake.

Kyoto Seinaru walks around the city with his girlfriend named Tomori. They are having their time together until- Seinaru was struck by Tomori after knowing that she doesn't even love him yet mocking him to be so easy to fool. He realize, he got deceived by the one he most believe. He stares to the ground with a blank face while wondering, Why didn't he shed any tears? He finally discover that this is not his first time being put in such a painful situation. Filled with anger, the girl vanished in front of his very eyes. In his little heart, he wondered, If there are infinite lives for me to go through, Will I finally meet an honest woman, Or will this heart remain empty forever. He finally awake but not to meet with an honest woman he has been seeking for life- rather being a woman himself. Yet he realize that he is neither a man nor a human anymore. He is now a succubus and has a pointy tail connected to his hips. Amongst the human, demon was considered as an evil race so they united to face them. He realize it's now even harder for him to find a true love until- a nowhere man greets and treats him gently. Will he finally find his true love, even it's a bit reverse... ------------------------------------------------------- Official Light Novel Song ♪ : 「Touch Me Once」- Reborn Of The Shapeshift Demon King by Seinaruz Additional Tag : #genderbend #opmc I'll try to release a chapter a week. Chapter XI finally finished. Next one on 13-15th May GMT+8 2000. (I'll try my best)

I don’t own anything at all. Hermoine Granger was betrayed by her so called friends, Dumbledore, The Weasleys, Neville, and the light by a agreement to leave her with Bellatrix. The only ones who didn’t betray her are Luna plus Ginny, let’s not forget her favorite professor Minerva McGonagall. Now in the dungeons in the dark she was contacted by Death to be trained by the Higher Class Beings who stand the summit as she excepts. Hermoine is OP and Lesbian to never let a man touch her. Weasley Bashing Dumbledore Bashing Multi Multiverse travel. I’m gonna rewrite this.

Everyone is a poet when the first drop of rain hits the pavement. Instagram stories go up instantly — slow-motion raindrops racing down a windowpane, a steaming cup of masala chai, captions like “Pluviophile" But here’s the truth — people only love the rain until it touches them. Once the aesthetic is captured, the romance fades. No one talks about the clogged drains, the ruined shoes, or the chaos left behind. They love the idea of rain… not its reality. And maybe, people are the same. Megha has lived her whole life being admired from a distance — “You look Chinese,” “So exotic,” “North-Eastern beauty.” But the moment she steps outside, admiration turns into stares, whispers, and words that make her feel like a stranger in her own country. Just like the rain, society loves her as an idea — but not her existence. Tired of never belonging, Megha only wants one thing — freedom. To live like the rain… wild, fearless, and uncontained. Ironically, fate takes her to the one place she never wanted to go — China. A place where she meets Chen Yuze — a quiet, distant boy who feels like the calm before a storm… and the kind of rain she never understood. Between late nights, soft music, and a small bakery that slowly becomes their world, something begins to change. But not all storms end in rainbows. Sometimes, they leave people broken… And sometimes— they bring them back.

He married her to control her… but she might be the one thing that destroys him. Maria Romanova lost everything in a single act of betrayal—her family, her fortune, her freedom. To salvage what remains of her name, she is forced into a marriage she never chose… to Mikhail Dragunov. Cold. Calculated. Untouchable. The heir to a dynasty built on power and secrets, Mikhail doesn’t love—he controls. And in his world, obedience isn’t expected… it’s enforced. Their marriage is a contract. A cage. A silent war. But Maria refuses to be broken. Behind her silence burns something dangerous—something Mikhail didn’t anticipate. And the more he tries to control her, the more she begins to see the cracks beneath his perfect cruelty. Because there are truths buried deep within the Dragunov empire… truths that trace back to a year no one speaks about. 2006. A year of disappearance. Of betrayal. Of something that should have stayed buried. And somehow… Maria is at the center of it. As obsession replaces indifference and control begins to unravel, Maria must decide— Remain the pawn in Mikhail’s game… or become the one woman capable of destroying him. In a world where loyalty is currency and love is a liability, one wrong move could cost her everything. Even her heart.

​Liam grabbed my chin, forcing me to look into his piercing green eyes. ​"Why do you smell like my brother, Scarlett?" he demanded. ​My heart pounded against my ribs, but I stayed silent. My refusal to speak only fueled his anger. ​"I am your mate," he growled, his grip tightening. ​What he didn’t know was that he wasn’t the only one. I was mated to all three brothers—and none of them knew they were sharing me. ​Suddenly, a loud knock echoed through the room. ​"Liam? Are you in there?" ​It was Leo. ​Panic flashed across Liam’s face. He looked at the door, then back at me. He couldn't let his brother see me like this—half-naked and pressed against the wall. He grabbed my arm and shoved me into the bathroom. Before I could say a word, he turned the shower on full blast to drown out any sound I might make. BLURB I am fated to three men who want me dead. ​To the pack, I am the Rogue’s daughter. To Liam, Leon, and Leo, I am a mistake that should never have existed. The day I discovered I was the fated mate of all three brothers, I realized it wasn’t a blessing. It was a death sentence. ​They hate me. They believe my parents betrayed the pack and killed their mother, our Luna, and the shame of being tied to me burns their pride. None of them know the others share the same bond, and each one secretly plans to reject me and erase the connection forever. ​So I begged for time. Three months to strengthen my wolf so I can survive the pain of a triple rejection without dying. They agreed. ​But as the days pass, the hatred begins to warp into something darker—and far more possessive. ​"I was the first to kiss her," Liam brags. "I took her virginity," Leo yells out loudly. "She will love me first," Leon responds angrily. ​I roll her eyes and stomps my foot, my heart breaking even as my blood thrums with their possession. "I hate you! All of you!!" ​The secret is finally out. All three brothers know I belong to them. But instead of rejecting me and ending my misery... they refuse to share me. ​How do I survive three Alphas who would rather tear the pack apart than let another brother touch what is theirs? Especially when a dark prophecy is prophesied against the bond. ​Note: This is Book Two of Fated to Not Just One but Three. It can be read as a standalone, as it follows the story of their sons. ​PS: Three chapters are updated daily.

‎ ‎In a world ruled by power, legacy, and hidden corruption, Laurel Davis, the young Black CEO of Luxury Oil and Gas, stands at the intersection of control and chaos. ‎ ‎She is intelligent, beautiful, and dangerously calculative, a woman shaped by survival rather than softness. Beneath her composed exterior lies a past tied to the underworld, a world she once moved through and still quietly influences from the shadows, even after attempting to leave it behind. ‎ ‎Laurel is not a traditional heroine. She is manipulative when necessary, emotionally guarded, and strategically ruthless. She does not trust easily, nor does she love lightly. Every decision she makes is calculated like a war strategy because in her world, weakness is not an option. Even illness does not slow her down; instead, it becomes another obstacle she learns to control. ‎ ‎Her ambition leads her toward a global alliance with GTS (Global Technology Standard), one of the most powerful technology corporations in the world. GTS dominates innovation in robotics, digital infrastructure, and controlled defense systems, making it the ultimate partner for expansion. But GTS does not form alliances easily. Every partnership is a test, one that evaluates power, loyalty, and hidden intent. ‎ ‎At the center of GTS is Andrew, a man with a fractured past and a disciplined present. Once a celebrated footballer in Russia, Andrew abandoned his sports career after inheriting his grandfather’s global empire. Now the CEO of GTS, he carries a calm authority shaped by discipline, loss, and justice. Unlike Laurel, Andrew believes in structure, legality, and emotional restraint. ‎ ‎Beneath his composed exterior, however, he secretly seeks justice for his late parents, whose deaths remain tied to unresolved truths buried within powerful systems. ‎ ‎When Laurel and Andrew’s worlds collide, it is not romance. It is strategy, suspicion, and power negotiation. Andrew is drawn to Laurel in ways he does not immediately understand, while Laurel remains distant, viewing him as a necessary but unpredictable ally. Their connection becomes a slow-burning clash between emotion and control, justice and manipulation, trust and survival. ‎ ‎Surrounding them are deeply entangled lives: Eric, Laurel’s younger brother once lost but later found, who becomes the emotional core of her fractured humanity. His presence anchors her decisions, softens her cruelty in rare moments, and also becomes the greatest vulnerability that enemies can exploit. Their bond is not simple protection; it is survival, trauma, and an unspoken emotional dependence that defines many of Laurel’s most dangerous choices. ‎ ‎Nicholas, a man shaped by fear of love and past heartbreak; Eun Woo, calm and observant yet emotionally complex; and Kang Dae and Lee Joon, both tied to loyalty, secrets, and unresolved past and present connections with Laurel’s hidden past and complicated present. ‎ ‎Seo Hee is not naive to Laurel’s darkness; instead, she understands it, adapts to it, and stands beside her without fear. Their bond is not soft. It is loyal, chaotic, and unbreakable in its own way. Seo Hee often acts as both witness and accomplice to Laurel’s decisions, knowing when to question her and when to simply stay. In many ways, Seo Hee is the only person who sees both the human and the monster Laurel is becoming, and still chooses to stay. ‎ ‎At its core, Thread of Fate: perfecting the Imperfections explores the collision of two philosophies: control versus justice, manipulation versus discipline, and fate versus choice. As Andrew falls deeper into emotions he never planned to feel, Laurel continues resisting vulnerability, and Eric unknowingly becomes the emotional breaking point that forces her to choose between power and humanity, their relationships become a dangerous question: ‎ ‎Can fate bind people who refuse to be owned by it, or will it break them first? ‎ laurel Davis Andrew Kim Eric Advice Nicholas min Lee Joon seo hee Kang dae.

"Their first love was like a fading stars". Yoshimura Senkai, just as her name was Reze she really was like a Rain. she teach me patience, resileance, introduced me to—my first reckless parties, my first taste of freedom, my first real understanding of love, desire, and loss. Amano Reze, He save me, saved me from becoming someone I never thought I will be, broken, emotionally unstable. He'd teach me actual love, care, made me into Girl i used to be. Turn me back from what i had became around that time, Looking back at it now I miss those days, ...only things that are left is regrets. ——— Amano Reze, a quiet, playfull yet emotionally guarded, haunted by a past she refuses to confront. Her carefully constructed world fractures when Yoshimura Senkai enters her life—Quiet, enigmatic, and unsettlingly perceptive, observant. Senkai’s interest in Reze is neither gentle nor accidental; it is rooted in the secrets that bind them more tightly than either is willing to admit. He fixed her, from the broken glass he made the art out of it. he make her emotionally stable, and yet decent again. But, Complicating everything is Lemon Kannawa, Reze’s ex-lover, whose unresolved feelings and possessiveness resurface as a old wounds reopen. Lemon’s presence turns the college into a battlefield of manipulation, jealousy, and half-buried truths, forcing Reze to relive a relationship that once consumed her identity. As desire blurs into obsession, the three are drawn into a dangerous emotional triangle where love is weaponized and vulnerability becomes a liability. Loyalties fracture, past betrayals resurface, and the line between affection and control erodes. What begins as a college romance spirals into a psychological game where every character must decide how much of themselves they are willing to lose for love—and whether escape is still possible once the past demands its due.

what if jay was smart, rich and powerful. and what if Kiefer was her only match in her power?

(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?!