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In a world where loyalty is currency and love is weakness, Ivy Thorne walks a razor’s edge between survival and revenge. Betrayed by the Council that destroyed her family and hunted by the ghosts of her past, she must lead a fractured pack against impossible odds. But when the ruthless, immortal Executioner Darius Zane steps into her path, the line between enemy and desire blurs—and the very bond she’s sworn to ignore could be the key to victory… or the chain that drags her into darkness. Dangerous, forbidden, and unrelentingly dark, this is a story of war, betrayal, and a love that could burn everything to ashes. “He’s 242 years old, cold, and deadly. She’s 21, bitter, and hunted—but when fate throws them together, forbidden desire ignites a war that could consume them both.”

Two families. Two empires. One unforgiving rivalry. Jordan Azul is perfection personified—elegant, adored, the untouchable princess of a luxury dynasty. Leonel Virell is raw power incarnate—ruthless, magnetic, the heir who conquers without mercy. From childhood taunts to cutthroat boardroom wars, their worlds have collided in sparks of hate, pride, and unspoken fire. But when a high-profile campaign throws them together—cameras capturing every charged glance, every accidental touch—their carefully guarded enmity explodes. One viral fall. One forbidden almost-kiss. One explosive court-side surrender that shatters the internet and ignites a global obsession. #JorLeo trends worldwide. Brands beg for their electric chemistry. Families rage to keep them apart. And as scandals erupt, secrets unravel, and desire burns hotter than any feud, Jordan and Leonel must confront the truth: some rivalries aren't meant to end in victory... They're meant to end in surrender. In a glittering world of wealth, power, and unrelenting passion, love isn't just dangerous—it's inevitable.

Excerpt... We were too close. I knew we were too close, but neither of us moved. The office was dark except for the glow of our laptops. It was past midnight. We'd been working for hours, building the case, connecting pieces, and somewhere along the way we'd ended up on the same side of the desk. Shoulders almost touching. Close enough that I could smell his cologne "This is a bad idea," I whispered. "I know." "We agreed. Fake engagement. Professional. No complications." "I remember." His eyes dropped to my mouth, lingered there. "Doesn't change the fact that I want to kiss you." My breath caught. "Roman..." "Tell me you don't want it too." His voice was rough, low. "Tell me I'm reading this wrong and I'll move. I'll go back to my side of the desk and we'll pretend this never happened." I should have said it. Should have lied. But I was so tired of lying. "I can't," I whispered. "Can't what?" "Tell you that you're wrong." Something flashed in his eyes, dark and hungry. He leaned in slowly, giving me time to pull away. I didn't. Journalist Amara Reyes has spent sixteen years chasing the truth about her father's death. Heart attack, they said. Case closed. Everyone moved on except Amara. Now someone is watching her every move, roses appear where they shouldn't, messages turn from warnings to threats, and the closer she gets to the truth about what really happened sixteen years ago, the more dangerous everything becomes. Roman Vale is a billionaire CEO who doesn't tolerate loose ends, cold and ruthless, the kind of man who can destroy you with a single phone call. When Amara starts digging into Vale Industries, he sees a problem that needs to be eliminated. But Amara isn't easy to eliminate. When blackmail forces them into a fake engagement, the line between enemies and allies disappears. She needs his resources, he needs her silence, but the deeper they dig, the more they realize their fathers' deaths sixteen years ago weren't coincidences but murders. Two fathers, two deaths, one killer who's been hiding in plain sight for over a decade. The threats are escalating, the stalker is getting bolder, and falling in love might be the most dangerous thing they've ever done because the person who killed their fathers is still watching, still waiting, and won't stop until both of them are dead.

Being the fat, unwanted ugly duckling with no wolf would've been survivable. But the daily cruelty—from classmates at school and a vicious stepbrother at home—was too much for Anita to carry. One month before her eighteenth birthday, she steps in front of a speeding truck, ready to end it all. With her last breath, she curses the day she was born—relieved that death has finally set her free. Except… death doesn't come. Instead, Anita wakes up in a different time. A different world. A different body. Same nightmare family. Before she can understand what's happening, her stepbrother sells her off to settle his debt—handing her to the Alpha of the Dark Shadow Park, the most ruthless Alpha Mafia King alive. A man feared across realms. A man who owns everything he touches. Including her. Trapped in the hands of a cold, merciless Alpha who plans to use her and never let her go, Anita's new life spirals into violence, desire, and dark power plays. Survival becomes a daily battle. But fate isn't done being cruel. Because the monster who owns her—is also her moon-given mate. Now Anita must choose: Submit to destiny, or rewrite it in blood.

“Gözlərin—Your Touch crossed beyond my Flesh—even drawing the MaRRow.... from my Bones — left wounds that could UnDo me…” Existence becomes a crisis. When my own identity deceives me, when someone else’s presence steals the breath meant to be mine— that is when it becomes me… and him. Each nerve of my body move only by some inner command, humanity itself feels...as though it fades into nothing. My Everything becomes his. And I… dissolve. But.. The moment someone else enters his life… My selfhood, my belonging — all of it feels like a lie. "Sevgilim… you killed your deer—it trusted you enough to die in your hands." NoT A LoVe StoRY...

In the multiverse of the "other life"—where Hell, Norse realms, and ancient mythologies intersect—Asmodeus, demon king of lust and despair, has long fed on humanity's deepest, darkest desires. When Loki, the infamous Norse trickster god, slips into Hell with murderous intent, what begins as an assassination attempt becomes something far more dangerous: an uneasy alliance between two eternal agents of chaos. Bound by a prophecy that threatens apocalypse, they must navigate treacherous realms, infernal politics, and the unraveling mind of a grieving tyrant. Amid deception, hedonistic rebellion, and unexpected intimacy, an unlikely bond forms—one that might defy fate… or ignite the very end it was meant to prevent. A darkly humorous, mythology-mashing tale of reluctant soulmates, infernal rebellion, and cosmic inevitability, The Beginning of an End asks: can two tricksters rewrite prophecy, or will their bond be the spark that ends one existence and quietly begins another?

{European Fantasy | Romance | Royals} Aldrich hated Yvonne because she had made him destroy his plans. She shamelessly assumed the position of Crown Princess and became his legal wife. Yvonne Valentine is famous for her selfish, arrogant and arbitrary nature, but no one knows that she harbors deep wounds in her heart.

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.

✓ MASSIVE RELEASE ON THE LAST DAY OF EACH MONTH.✓ BLURB: “We are sorry Maria, we never meant to hurt you. Come back to us!" They all thundered. But it was too late, I was determined to make them Pay. *** I am Maria Moon, casted out of my Pack at the age of eighteen. All because of a tradition— one that states, that which ever family the Alpha's mate comes from, any other female wolf of same status is cast out. But it all felt wrong, It wasn't supposed to be me but her— my step sister— Patricia Moon. “I, Darren Copper, Alpha of the Frost moon pack, hereby declare that Maria Moon is no longer a member of this pack!” I pleaded for them to see the truth but no one cared, they were all blinded by their love for her. I became a rogue, wandered about for days and was unfortunate to attacked by the older rogues. And even more unfortunate to be saved by the quadruplet Alpha's, my Pack rival Alpha's. *** “Isn't she the Beta's daughter of Frost moon pack?" Damien growled as he turned to his brothers. “Definitely, she looks the same even after five years!" Adrien replied as he squatted, cupping my chin harshly on his palm. “She is definitely a spy, let's kill her!" Davian roared, stretching his claws, his stance ready to slaughter. “Don't Davian!" Aidan the oldest amongst the quadruplet echoed, “That’s all the more reason we should keep her close, letting her die is to easy.” He turned to the guards beside him, “Take her to the Pack, she is our Personal maid." Adrien chuckled lightly, a sly smirk appearing across his lips. “Nice idea Aidan. We would make her suffer!" CONTENT WARNING. This book contains explicit scenes, abuses, graphic violence and dark obsessive romance. Readers discretion advised.

For five years, Aria Kozlov lived for vengeance. After losing her entire family in a brutal massacre, she was shown one face behind the bloodshed: Billionaire Marcus Thorne. Armed with a dancer’s grace and an assassin’s ruthlessness, she enters his world to destroy him, body, mind, and soul. But nothing is as simple as it seems. As Aria steps into Marcus’s world, she discovers a game far more dangerous and complicated than she ever imagined. With trust a rare commodity and betrayal lurking around every corner, Aria must decide how far she’s willing to go for revenge... and whether some wounds can heal without losing herself. Trained to Destroy Him is a gripping billionaire romance filled with secrets, power plays, and a passion that could either save them or destroy them both.

On the day I was to marry the love of my life, the ceremony was bathed in blood. The Vampire Emperor, Azrael Bloodbourne, tore me from the altar and dragged me into his dark and dangerous world. He says I am his bride. His possession. His key to a legacy no vampire has ever dared to dream of. But as I struggle against his shadow, another figure emerges from the cold. Ezryn Graemor, Alpha of the Snowfall Tribe, kidnaps me for his own desperate purpose—to lift a curse that has haunted his bloodline for generations. I thought he only needed me for my blood… but every glance, every touch, betrays a truth far more dangerous. I am his fated mate. In Azrael’s darkness, I feel a fire I shouldn’t crave. In Ezryn’s wintered touch, I feel a pull I can’t resist. Now I must choose to either surrender my body to the Vampire who claims me as his Empress, or risk everything for the Lycan whose soul is bound to mine. Either way, my heart and my life hangs in the balance. WELCOME TO BOOK ONE OF MY FANTASY SERIES.

On a scholarship she can’t afford to lose, Elyria Glen has learned how to survive quietly, until she becomes the new target of her classmates’ cruelty. Locked in storage rooms, humiliated in restrooms, her belongings destroyed, her grades slipping dangerously low, she is running out of time and hope. Desperate, she turns to the one person everyone fears: Klorel Dalton, the school’s resident delinquent with a violent reputation and no interest in graduating. She offers him a deal: her intelligence for his protection. If she keeps his grades flawless, he keeps her safe. He agrees. But with one condition. She must live with him, and pretend to be his girlfriend. What begins as a cold contract slowly turns into a fragile alliance, then something far more dangerous.

the top class alpha who doesn't like someone challenged him but got ridiculed by an omega in public. when he try to find that omega he found there was no info about that omega. he tried every method but it was like that omega has never existed in his world. it was like two different world that by mistake gave encounter them of each other that fateful day. Now he disappeared. he wants that omega even if has to destroy this world just to intersect his with that boy's. mafia ceox the boy whose origin he doesn't know. forbidden love but is it really a love between them or something else?

Valoria was the omega who couldn't shift — the pack freak no one wanted. Her fated mate chose her sister on the altar. Her father's solution? Hand her over as a spare bride to Lycan King Azrael — the most feared, most ruthless lycan alive. A beast who doesn't love, doesn't feel, and doesn't show mercy. He didn't want her either. But he kept her — not as a wife, not as a mate. As a toy. Something pretty to break when he's bored. "You're mine until I decide you're not, little mouse. And I haven't decided yet." He tortures her, taunts her, watches her break and smiles like it's art. But somewhere between the cruelty and the madness, his hands learned her body before his heart learned her name. He doesn't want to love her — he wants to own her, tame her, ruin her so completely that no one else will ever want what's left. And the damning part? She's starting to crave it. But there is a little secret that Azrael doesn't know. This is not Valoria's first rodeo in life. He doesn't know the Moon Goddess ripped her from death with one mission; to seduce him, tame him, and end his reign. One hundred days. That's all she has before he kills her or she kills him. The only thing the goddess didn't warn her about was the thin chance of falling for the monster she's supposed to destroy WARNINGS: This is a DARK romance. Azrael is not your soft misunderstood hero. He is brutal, possessive, morally corrupt, addictive, and utterly unhinged. Expect 18+ smutty content, dubcon, PLOT TWISTS, and a monster who might either steal or crush your heart. Proceed at your own risk (of addiction, lmao).

She wanted Paris. She got a palace. After winning the nation's most prestigious cooking competition, Liana Davis, a doctor turned chef, is finally going somewhere. Paris. Fame. Freedom... Until an accidental fall off a cliff lands her in a gilded bed, surrounded by bowing servants, addressed as Princess Ioana of a powerful royal kingdom that should not exist. But there's only one problem. Liana isn't Ioana. She doesn't belong in corsets, she doesn't speak "thee" and "thou", and she certainly didn't agree to attend royal balls, smile for nobles or play along with a family that watches her a little too closely. But pretending may be the only way to survive. Trapped in an alternate universe ruled by crowns, codes and cruel traditions, Liana must survive palace politics, an icy royal family and a court that expects obedience...not sarcasm. But unfortunately for them, sarcasm was her default mode. When a royal decree announces her arranged marriage to a ruthless, arrogant prince, love was the last thing on her "royal" bucket list...or so she thinks. Between royal balls, biting comedy, simmering drama, and a mysterious man who appears...and vanishes...like a prophecy waiting to unfold, Liana finds herself caught between fate and free will...and a marriage that may change everything. In a world where power is inherited, she intends to earn hers. A fantasy romance filled with comedy, drama, royal intrigue, love after marriage, and a heroine who refuses to kneel.

Fillia died once—alone in a modern hospital, exhausted and forgotten. She wakes up in another world inside the body of a werewolf hiding as a village animal medic, sworn to keep her clan invisible at all costs. Her mission is simple: stay human, stay hidden, never draw blood. Then she saves him. Frank is not just a wounded shifter—he is a fallen Lycan Alpha, a predator powerful enough to start a war if discovered. Injured by betrayal and hunted by both humans and his own kind, he should have killed the woman who smelled wrong the moment he woke. Instead, he marks her. Bound by a dangerous pact, Fillia is forced to shelter the very creature her world fears most—while villages burn, Alpha Councils move in secret, and an ancient force known as the Sentinel begins to break apart. Loving Frank is not a choice. It is a crime. Because in a world built on dominance and blood, love doesn’t save lives—it decides who survives the war that follows.

"Two families, one blood-oath, and a web of digital secrets. Gu Yanchen is a middle-class 'mediocre' student who barely scrapes by with passing marks—at least, that’s what the university mainframe says. In reality, he is The Architect, the shadow genius controlling the system from the bottom. Lin Xia is the top-tier scholarship student and the elite hacker known as Nebula. When a fated meeting between their mothers revives a 20-year-old marriage contract, these two rivals are forced into each other's orbits. But as the arrogant Student Council plots their downfall, a darker secret remains hidden: Lin Xia has a twin sister, Lin Yu, a hardware genius trapped in a gilded cage by the villainous Jiang family. As frequencies collide and secrets unravel, they must decide if their rivalry is a glitch or the perfect connection."

This is the story of Naru Hatsune—A young wizard of the legendary Fairy Tail Guild. A practitioner of an art known as melody magic. She uses this magic to go on many grand adventures with her friends of Fairy Tail. Along the way of her adventuring she will experience hardships along with fun and love along with heartbreak. But who ever said adventures were easy?

Dark romance x mature content x slow burn. ****Blurb***** "Look, I have an Escalade, by the way." Fedora's lips folded. He had no idea what to do with that information, but he figured if he just indulged the man's ego, it would end faster. Faster, my foot. Miguel swallowed hard, his voice dropping to a low, predatory whisper as he leaned in. "All my offers, and any other thing you can wish for... I will get it done." He beat his chest softly, his eyes darkening. "If you can just follow me outside. To the back of my comfy Escalade. It's been a long time since I had a bitch served... in my car." He finished the sentence and swiped his tongue across his lips, biting them with a raw, sexual hunger. He waited for the final reply, already getting high on the thought of cupping that tiny waist with one hand and burying himself in that Chanel-scented skin until the boy pleaded his name in parables. Fedora went stoic. He was completely frozen, the world stopping as the shock and bewilderment hit him like a physical blow. He scoffed in disbelief, his jaw practically hitting the floor. 'Back of the Escalade. Bitches served in a car'. "Me! Fedora!! Bitch!!! Served in the back of a car!!! Unto delicacy!!!! Gosh!!!!!" Fedora muttered, the words replaying in his head like a record skip. A dry, hysterical laugh escaped his lips. Oh, this was the height of it. He wasn't going to stand there and let another man disrespect him. Never. Miguel took another step closer, his head hovering over Fedora's, dominant and sure. The boy hadn't said a word; he was definitely giving in, Miguel thought. He leaned in further, waiting for the "yes" but what came next?! It was, by far, the least expected thing any living human being would have the guts to do to him. Behold, it was no other than a hot, non-withheld, redirective, and resounding SLAP!!!! †††††††† **************** Fedora loved him. Miguel loved him too obsessively. Possessively. To the point where devotion blurred into control. Miguel wanted to be involved in everything that touched Fedora’s life, and he proved, time and again, that he would go against his own will, spill blood, even die if it meant keeping Fedora spoiled, protected, and tethered to him. On the surface, Miguel was everything anyone could dream of. Until Fedora fell so deeply in love that he hit rock bottom and realised the darkness there was too suffocating for both his aesthetic and his sanity. He thought he knew Miguel. He was catastrophically wrong. Fedora had been blind to the beast he let into his heart. The truth comes apart slowly, cruelly: Miguel is the reason Fedora has no family. The reason is that there is no life for him beyond Miguel’s shadow. And worst of all, Fedora had chosen him anyway, his memories erased not by force, but by misplaced devotion. “Pick a gun and empty it into his brain.” The solution sounds simple. It isn’t. Fedora doesn’t know what’s real anymore. He can’t tell if what he shared with Miguel, the man he once humiliated in a bar, the man who later became his lover, was genuine love or a carefully staged performance fueled by manipulation, guilt, and obsession. The cruel irony? Miguel is wrapped around Fedora’s fingers, tight as a rosary around a nun’s hand. And yet, Fedora is still the one trapped. Now he must decide. Will he avenge his family? Will love survive the truth? And if Miguel dies, will it be swift… or slow enough to satisfy the damage left behind? This isn’t a romance. It’s a beautifully brutal descent into love, control, and consequence. Enter at your own risk. ********* . warning!!! Some statements, scenes, and incidents in this book may not sit well with religious readers. [Everything is fictional and not intended to harm or coerce your mind in any way]

Five years of marriage. One night of betrayal. Two brothers bound by blood… and a secret that could destroy her. Zara lost everything the night her husband broke her, her home, her dignity, her faith in love. Running from a life that nearly erased her, she never expected to wake up in a stranger’s bed… or that the stranger would turn out to be her husband’s twin. Cassian Hartley is dangerous, cold, and watching her far too closely. He says nothing happened that night. Her body says otherwise. Now Zara is pregnant, trapped between two powerful brothers locked in a war fueled by obsession, control, and revenge. One wants to own her. The other swears he’ll burn the world to keep her safe. But the truth is darker than either of them. A cursed bloodline. A child who may inherit violence. A love that feels like protection… and prison. In a world where love bleeds into possession and safety comes at a terrifying cost, Zara must decide: run from the darkness… or embrace it. A dark romance filled with obsession, secrets, and forbidden desire. Enemies to lovers. Twin rivalry. Pregnancy twist. Once you start, you won’t escape.