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A Rogue For The Quadruplet Alpha's.

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.
wealthvera3 · 39.2k Views

Shattered path..

Synopsis – The Devil in St. Lumina He wasn’t supposed to want her. She wasn’t supposed to touch him. But the moment they meet… temptation becomes destiny. Marcelline enters St. Lumina University with a body made of curves and a smile made of sin— a breathtaking danger wrapped in silk and secrets. She move like a sin slipped into human skin— dangerously beautiful, wickedly confident, and born to ruin the self-control of every man who looks too long. Maximilian Brooks, The ruthless CEO with a voice made of command and a stare sharp enough to cut is used to bending entire industries to his will. But one smirk from Marcelline—and he forgets how to breathe and loses every rule he ever lived by. She pushes him. He pins her with a stare that feels like a kiss. Their tension is the kind that ruins sleep and shreds morality. Every time she gets close enough to whisper, he imagines dragging her even closer. Every time he steps toward her, she looks at him like she wants to undress him with just her thoughts. Their chemistry is not innocent. It’s molten. Addictive. Dangerous. Detonation. Every glance is a challenge. Every word is a provocation. Every accidental touch feels like a promise neither of them should ever make. But Marcelline isn’t human. The power inside her coils like a lover’s hand—hot, wild, and barely controlled. It leaks into the world, twisting Eleanor into something monstrous… and drawing the attention of a dark entity hungry for Marcelline’s power. Maximilian should stay away. He knows she’s a walking disaster. He knows touching her could shatter everything he’s built. Yet every time she smirks… every time she challenges him… every time she breathes his name like a promise— he forgets the consequences. He just wants her. All of her. Every sinful, forbidden part. Their connection is passion sharpened into a weapon, desire strong enough to scorch reality, and danger wrapped in velvet. Because nothing about Marcelline is safe. Not her lips. Not her secrets. Not the way she looks at him like she could ruin him… and he’d let her. This is a story of dark desire, supernatural temptation, and two powerful beings discovering that obsession can be far more dangerous than love. --------------- ◇ CONTENT WARNING ◇ This story is intended for mature audiences (18+) --> [NO RAPE] It contains themes, scenes, and dynamics not suitable for younger readers, including: • Sensual & Intense Romantic Content • Slow&fast burn and high-heat chemistry •Seductive tension •Sensual scenes, intimate moments, and adult situations •Dominant / possessive energy between leads ( explicit graphic details.) ◇Dark & Supernatural Elements •Occult energy, entity possession •Psychological tension •mild & more horror elements •Characters with dangerous, unnatural powers ◇ Emotional & Power Dynamics •Characters with morally gray intentions •High-intensity emotional tension •Moments of obsession, jealousy, and dominance •Flirtation with dangerous consequences ◇ Reader Discretion is Advised If you enjoy: Dark romance Supernatural seduction High-tension chemistry Magnetic, powerful leads Forbidden desire and danger woven together —then you’re in the right place. Prepare for a story filled with sinful smirks, heated glances, dangerous secrets, desires burning in passion and a connection that could destroy them both. ---
Grace_Winslow_8942 · 50.6k Views

I Don't Want This Kind of System!!

Everly, a connoisseur of orphan-to-riches tropes, always assumed her origin story began with a dramatic abandonment at the orphanage gates. Turns out, her life was even more cliché than her favorite novels! She wasn't merely dumped; she was swapped—a long-lost heiress to a vast fortune. Just when she thought her life couldn't get any more tropey, a mysterious System materialized, offering her a chance at a "good ending." The catch? Its "abilities" ranged from the utterly bizarre to the downright mortifying, making Everly question if a happy ending was truly worth the existential cringe. *** System 006: [Host, please choose 1 of these 3 system abilities!] Everly: "They're all weird! Let me just pick random!" System 006: [Hehe... host, I forgot to say that each system will have consequences, so something will happen to you when you use it...] Everly: "!!!" Days later, having been reunited with her biological family and experimenting with the System's... unique function, the consequence were already glaringly apparent. Her beloved brother: "My little sister is precious, but I need therapy to keep up with her alien-like thinking." Handsome man 1: "She's a pervert! I'm scared she'll take my innocence..." Handsome man 2: "Every time she talks, I feel like killing her. Is that normal?" NOTE: Please disconnect all logical circuits before proceeding with this novel, as it's an absolute chaotic comedy where the MC, Everly, has several screws loose in her brain. Don't expect much normalcy here—sanity checked out long ago and never came back.
callciel_rin · 99.3k Views

Shadow Sovereign Of The Broken Realms

In the year 2047, Earth is dying. Mana rot devours the oceans, cities sink into black sludge, and humanity clings to survival like rats in a collapsing cage. Kael Eze is nobody. A Level 1 Scavenger. A corpse hauler. A man who drags the dead for scraps while the world ends around him. Then the sky rips open. A cold, mechanical voice echoes in every surviving soul: [Final Calibration Complete] [Earth: UNSALVAGEABLE] [Sovereign Selection Protocol — Activated] [1 candidate chosen out of 8.4 billion…] Kael is selected. Not as a hero. Not as a savior. As the lowest possible thing: a Sovereign Candidate with 0.0001% authority. Thrown into the Infinite Staircase — the Throne of Ashes — where death is permanent, mercy is myth, and the first floor alone is rated ×7 difficulty. He awakens as an infant in a crib of blackened ribs. A six-winged nightmare calls him “little calamity” and laughs as ash-eaters scent fresh sovereign flesh. But something broken inside Kael wakes up too. [Hidden Trait: Soul Devouring Gluttony (EX)] Devour anything. Become anything. Regret nothing. From the weakest newborn king at the bottom of infinity, Kael begins a ruthless climb. He consumes gods, steals bloodlines, devours worlds, and carves his name into the fabric of broken realities. Betrayed by fate, hunted by ancient horrors, cursed by the very throne he claims — he doesn’t seek redemption. He seeks dominion. Because if the universe decided he was trash… then he’ll become the monster that devours the trash-heap entire. Weakest start. Highest stakes. No mercy. No limits. Only ashes… and the sovereign who rises from them. Will the last candidate become the Last Sovereign — or just another forgotten name in the void? Tags: Dark Fantasy, System, Weak-to-Strong, Ruthless MC, Anti-Hero, Multiple Worlds, Face-Slapping, Ancient Bloodlines, Betrayal, Overpowered Growth, Apocalyptic, No Harem (yet?), Soul-Devouring, Throne Conquest Drop a heart if you’re ready for Kael to eat the multiverse one bite at a time.
Bloodrush · 1.4k Views

Bound to my Enemy

Warning {Mature Content} Elaine has spent her life being the responsible one. The one who steps in when things are about to fall apart. So when her grandfather arranges a marriage for her younger cousin Ivy to Zane Whitmore a billionaire CEO with a dangerous reputation Elaine does what she has always done. She takes the burden on herself. What begins as a lie meant to protect Ivy quickly turns into a contract Elaine never meant to sign. Zane Whitmore is cold, controlled, and ruthless in both business and life. He doesn’t believe in love, only leverage. When he meets Elaine, he recognizes something he rarely encounters: a woman willing to stand her ground even when she’s afraid. Their agreement is simple. A marriage on paper. Mutual benefit. No emotions involved. As they are pulled deeper into each other’s lives, secrets begin to surface old betrayals, family conflicts, and a past that ties Zane to Elaine’s brother in ways no one is willing to talk about. The lines between obligation and desire blur, and what started as a sacrifice turns into something neither of them can control. In a world where power dictates everything and trust comes at a cost, Elaine must decide if she’s willing to gamble her heart on a man who could destroy her. A story of contract marriage, buried history, and a love born out of defiance rather than choice. (Mature content) Zane’s lips crush to mine, hungrily tasting my mouth and sucking my tongue into his. He moves lower, nipping at my neck, then my boobs, enveloping his lips around a pink nipple. I sigh in pleasure, my hands sliding into his hair and gripping hard as he bites down and then slips his mouth lower. And lower…….. My eyes fly open as he shoves my dress up to my waist and pulls my panties to the side. Suddenly, his mouth dives between my thighs, and when I feel his tongue drag up my slit, it’s like an electrical shock and my eyes roll back behind my head. Holy! FUCK!!.
EvaGrey · 23.3k Views

Revenge Wears Red Lipstick

On the night Eva planned to surprise her husband with news of her pregnancy, she walked into a nightmare—Nathan, her loving husband, tangled in a kiss with his ex-girlfriend, Katherine. “What can I say? I only wanted to give him a child since you couldn’t do so yourself,” Katherine, his ex cooed. “You’re really stupid,” Nathan added. “We’ve been doing this behind your back even before we got married. Did you really think I would choose you over Katherine?” He asked, as if she was living in delusions. Eva was shocked to the brink but didn’t fight back. She was a renowned model and had lots of money to forget her so-called husband and raise her child as a single mother. Unfortunately, Katherine had seen the pregnancy scan Eva was holding, clenched in her hand. She arranged for Eva to be beaten up so badly she had a miscarriage, a broken leg and a battered face, then tossed into the river to die. Fortunately, she was found by Dante De Rossi, a billionaire who was being pressured by his family to find a woman so as to clear off gay rumors which was starting to tarnish his reputation. Dante offered Eva a simple deal. “Just pretend to be my woman, and bear my child. As soon as the rumors are cleared, I’ll assist you in whichever way you want,” he offered. Tempted, Eva agreed. With a new face, and a new identity, Eva makes a comeback to make Nathan and Katherine pay, but makes sure to keep focus on her main mission since she was a child. But what happens when Eva’s journey of revenge leads her from one discovery to another? And Dante? Is he involved in anything or will he protect his family, even from his pretend wife despite knowing fully well he can’t live a day without her?
Sour_corn · 244.4k Views

Married to the Billionaire’s Mad Heir

Celeste had never felt loved. Living under the Dyers' roof, she had always been reminded of how unwanted she was. A charity case. A guest who had overstayed her welcome. There was nothing new about it-even she knew that. She had learned to make herself small. So when Marianne suddenly began treating her with warmth and affection, Celeste knew something had changed. She was no longer invincible. She didn't have to shrink herself. Didn't have to walk on eggshells. Her long-time wish finally came true, to be loved again by the people she called family. But it all came with a price. A price Celeste found absurd. There had always been a reason behind her aunt's kindness, and this time was no different. All Celeste had to do was marry a billionaire who had asked for her hand. It was fishy. Everything about it felt laughable. Celeste knew she wasn't worth marrying a billionaire. If anyone was, it was Lydia, Marianne's daughter. She was the obvious choice. But the mysterious billionaire had asked for Celeste specifically. And she wasn't given a choice. The moment she wrote her name on the marriage certificate, her life took a sudden turn. She woke up to the truth that she had been sold off to the Blackwells, the richest family in the world. But that wasn't the dreadful part. Celeste hadn't been sold to just anyone, she had been sold to Aiden Blackwell. And Aiden Blackwell was a madman. The mad heir of Richard Blackwell. ——————— "N-no please, please sir. T-this is w-wrong.." Aiden's fingers slowed down, but didn't stop it's slow stride, his brows furrowed as he stared at his wife. Her lips trembled but no more words came out. She still looked scared, but a little panicked now. "Is it wrong to touch my wife?" He asked, his fingers moving traitorously slow. Color painted Celeste's cheeks at his words. Was there a word to describe the feeling in between fear, panic and embarrassment? Celeste felt all three. Though he wasn't running wild now, she could see why he was referred to as the mad heir. Who touches a stranger like that just because she was called his wife? Aiden suddenly stopped, causing Celeste to tense up. Her eyes slowly found his face in the dark room, the little spill of light coming from somewhere in the room giving away his change in expression. His brows were drawn together at first, then a smirk crept up his lips. It was a slow movement and a sudden shift. Celeste watched as his eyes moved from her robe to her face, with his smirk growing darker. "Are you naked wife?" He asked the known, an evil glint in his eyes that set off alarms in Celeste's head. He'd found out she wasn't wearing anything under the robe, a normal person would let her go right? Hopefully he was normal to that extent. Aiden's smirk deepened as he continued. "And you're not here to seduce me?" He asked accusingly. Celeste's eyes widen, her lips parting wordlessly as she took in the accusation, feeling his fingers continue its slow trail. "You're in my bed, wearing nothing under your robe, isn't that seduction little lamb?" He asked, his voice low. "N-no b-but I-I.." Without warning he leaned in, so close Celeste could feel his breath brushing her face. "Shh, let me touch what's mine, wife."
Gen_evieve · 1k Views

The Duke's Unwanted Second Wife

Eilika Wolanski is the eldest daughter of one of Varos’ most respected merchants, but respect has never brought her kindness. A childhood accident left a scar across her cheek, and with it, a cruel label she can never escape. The “Unwanted Woman” of Varos. Mocked in public, pitied in private, and treated like a blemish to be hidden, Eilika grows up learning one painful truth, beauty matters more than character in high society. So when an unexpected marriage proposal arrives from the powerful House of Kingsley, no one believes it is real. The groom is Damian Van Kingsley, the widowed duke of Varos, feared for his cold temperament and admired for his unmatched looks and wealth. Rumors follow him like shadows. He has a secret mistress, a broken heart drowned in alcohol, and worst of all… A son he barely acknowledges. For Eilika, marrying Damian isn’t a dream. It’s the only option left for survival. Damian, once the kingdom’s most desirable nobleman, has been nothing but a hollow man since the death of his first wife. He has abandoned his responsibilities, pushed away his child, and lived with one vow burning in his chest. He will never replace his first wife. To force him back into duty, his mother arranges a second marriage, one he never asked for, and one he refuses to accept. Damian swears he will never touch her , will never look at her and will never treat her as his wife. But Eilika isn’t the greedy noblewoman he expected. She doesn’t ask for his affection. She doesn’t crave his title. She doesn’t even want his love. What Eilika wants… is something far more dangerous. A family. And perhaps that is the very thing Damian has been starving for all along. ~~~~ “This bed will remain cold until your last breath.” Damian’s voice boomed through the dark chamber. Eilika didn’t flinch at his words. Instead she replied gracefully, “I don’t seek love, Duke. You can visit your secret mistress every night… Just don’t come near me.” This marriage was never meant to become real, until the Duke's heart begins to betray its own rules.
Kn_star8 · 1.8k Views