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Love. Betrayal. Desire. William’s world is perfect on the surface, but two women will discover just how dangerous it is to hold a heart in the hands of a man who refuses to stop himself.

"I spent three years being the perfect, submissive wife. Now, I’m going to spend the rest of my life being your worst nightmare." For three years, Vivienne was the "Beggar of the West Mansion." She endured her mother-in-law’s slaps, the family’s mockery, and Roman’s silent cruelty—a cowardice born from weakness, not power. To the world, she was a “penniless leech” living off his charity. To Roman, she was a girl from the slums who should be grateful for his name. When Roman finally hands her a divorce decree to clear the way for his merger with a Sinclair heiress, she thinks she’s finally free. But the West family doesn't just want her gone—they want her silenced. To protect their secrets, they do the unthinkable: they declare her dead and lock her away in a high-security psychiatric ward. They thought they buried a nobody. They couldn't have been more wrong. Two years later, Vivienne returns—not as the broken girl they discarded, but as the true Chairwoman of the Sinclair Empire. She doesn't come back to beg; she comes back to destroy. Beside her, standing possessively at her back, is Lucien Hamilton, the most dangerous and powerful man on the planet. The hunt is on. The masks are off. And the West family is about to find out that the “penniless” girl they mocked... actually owns them all. When the CEO finally realizes who she really is… will he regret losing her, or regret crossing her? ~~~ “Vivienne? But… you’re dead. We had a funeral!” Roman stammered, his face drained of color as he looked at the woman draped in trillion-dollar diamonds. “You buried a girl who didn’t know her own power, Roman,” Vivienne said, her voice like shards of ice. “Check the markets. I’ve already lit the fire that will burn your empire to ash.” Roman fell to his knees, reaching for the hem of her gown. “Vivienne, please! I was blinded... I’ll make it right. I still love you!” Lucien Hamilton stepped forward, his hand on Vivienne’s waist as he stared down at Roman. “Touch her again, West, and I won’t just ruin you. I’ll make sure you lose your life along with everything you own.”

Serena was never meant to belong to a demon. In a brutal medieval world ruled by fear and faith, she becomes bound to a powerful demon whose desires are as dangerous as his protection. What begins as survival turns into obsession, and the line between captivity and desire blurs. A dark fantasy romance of power, temptation, and forbidden bonds.

I transmigrated as a tiny palace kitchen maid, expecting misery... but found warmth instead. Chefs secretly slip extra buns to homesick eunuchs. Kitchen girls pool coins to buy medicine for the sick old matron Nights are spent huddled around the stove, sharing stolen pastries and stories of hometown moons. No scheming, no rivalry-just friendship, laughter, and a little sweetness in the palace.

Six years ago, Princess Lyanna Graves publicly rejected the vampire king at their wedding altar calling him a soulless monster unworthy of love, and walked away, leaving Azrael Thornfield humiliated in front of his entire court. Now, six years later, her kingdom has fallen. Her family is dead and the only person who is offering her shelter is the vampire king she once refused. But Azrael is not doing this out for mercy. “I’ll grant you safety, and in return I want everything that belongs to you, including your body, and your pride. I’ll break you into pieces until you forget what it was like to reject a king.” Lyanna is left with only two choices: accept his cruel proposal or die. She chooses survival. Their revenge marriage is filled with games of dominance and possession which slowly transforms into something far more dangerous. Azrael who married her for revenge is suddenly terrified of losing her, and Lyanna who married him to survive realizes she’s falling for the monster she once created. for updates, you can join my discord server: https://discord.gg/yjX92fDdw

Chained in silver and hunted, Serena collapses into the arms of the Alpha Prince of Drakenfell. Dexmon knows instantly... she is his fated mate. But he is betrothed to another and bound by duty. So he does not claim what is his. He does not touch her. He does not mark her. And he is in a constant battle with his instincts. His wolf howls for her. Dragons bow to her. And men begin to circle. But Serena is not the helpless girl he expected. In fact, she is not who anyone thought she was. Power follows her whether she wants it or not. Dexmon is forced to watch as the woman meant for him becomes the most dangerous temptation in the realm. In Drakenfell, what is not claimed is taken. And fire always leaves scars. ----------------------------------- Author’s Note (R18) This story contains mature content intended for adult readers. If you enjoy fated mates, obsessive alphas, and moments where love and control blur together, welcome to Drakenfell.

She built the road before the world learned to walk. She died in a world that already had roads. She woke up in a kingdom that still believed horses were the peak of civilization. Transmigrated into a rigid feudal era ruled by nobles, guilds, and outdated traditions, Elara Veyne finds herself reborn as the overlooked daughter of a declining noble house—a woman with no power, no title, and no future worth mentioning. Except for one thing. She remembers a world that moved. Wheels. Engines. Roads. Industry. While the kingdom remains trapped in endless wars, political stagnation, and reliance on brute force, Elara quietly begins building something no one understands—and everyone fears. Not magic. Not divine blessings. But machines. Her first invention is dismissed as madness. Her second is mocked as heresy. Her third changes trade forever. As roads begin to replace battlefields and engines challenge the dominance of aristocracy, Elara rises from a forgotten noblewoman into the most dangerous kind of power—a tycoon who controls movement, logistics, and wealth. Standing at her side is Prince Caelan Auremont, a war-hardened royal bound by tradition, duty, and a kingdom on the brink of collapse. He does not believe in miracles—but he believes in Elara. Their alliance begins as necessity. Their trust is forged through resistance and sacrifice. And their romance burns slowly, dangerously, beneath political tension and unspoken desire. But progress has a price. The nobility wants her silenced. The church wants her condemned. The old powers want her erased before the world learns how to move without them. As Elara’s engines reshape history, she must decide: Will she merely survive this era— or become the woman who rewrites it? In a world that never imagined wheels could rule kingdoms, she becomes the First Engine Tycoon.

Sisi’s life becomes a nightmare on her birthday when her adoptive father tries to rape her. After she fights back valiantly, he beats her half to death and throws her into a ramshackle shed to rot. She believes she would die alone, until she discovers a wounded wolf cub hiding in the shadows. Drawing on her experience caring for infants, Sisi nurses the injured cub, only to learn he is no ordinary animal but a young wolf beastman named Jojo. When her father discovers Jojo and captures him, he threatens the cub’s life to force Sisi into his bed. Cornered and desperate, Sisi’s dormant faerie powers erupt. On that fateful night, she escapes with Jojo into the depths of the forest, vanishing where no one should be able to follow. Lost and hunted, the human girl and the little wolf beastman cling to each other for survival, until Jojo’s father, an Alpha wolf who had been crowned the new Beast King, finds them. Without warning, he seizes Sisi and declares: “My son has imprinted on you as his mother. You must take responsibility.” “H-How do I take responsibility?” Sisi whispers, terrified of being separated from Jojo. The Beast King pulls her close, his voice low and solemn. “Come with me. I will make you my official mate.” * PS: This story is about found family and motherhood, as well as a true love between a lone wolf and a faerie. Tags: Beastman, werewolf, faerie, slow burn romance, no rape, babyraising, possessive ML. - You can follow me on Instagram: @foreverpupa

"In the game of empires, love is a variable and mercy is a mistake. To save the man she loves, she will set the world on fire." Meilina began as a ghost, a girl sold into shadows, forced to kill to keep her secrets. Now, disguised as the scholar "Aryan," she has become the most dangerous weapon in Cao Renshu’s arsenal. To the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, she is a genius strategist. To the Mongol invaders, she is the black tide that poisons their rivers. But the war for the Northern Frontier is only the beginning. From the blood-soaked borders of China to the vibrant, treacherous courts of India, Meilina’s journey is one of survival and calculated vengeance. She isn't just fighting for an empire; she is hunting for a brother she lost, following a trail of secrets that spans across the Silk Road. Caught between her cold, logical mind and her yearning for the General who commands her, Meilina must navigate a romance built on lies. Cao Renshu is a man of honor; Meilina is a woman of shadows. Can he love the genius "Aryan" once he discovers the monster Meilina had to become? From regicide in the forbidden city to a desperate search across distant lands, Meilina will learn that some calculations have a price that can't be measured in silver.

she thought after graduation it’d be boring, like blazers and deadlines and maybe shitty coffee. not… this. not waking up next to someone who could buy a whole city just because he felt like it. fate probably packed its bag, booked a one-way flight, and said “good luck, babe,” because what kind of joke is marrying the man everyone whispers about but no one’s actually seen? he doesn’t talk much. he doesn’t need to. the room bends around him, and somehow she’s the idiot standing there pretending she’s not scared. he’s cold, or that’s what she tells herself, until he’s not. until the smile looks like danger and the touch feels like a threat dressed up as affection. and maybe it’s love. maybe it’s something uglier. maybe it’s both, tangled so tight she can’t tell which is choking her first. either way, there’s no running. not from him. not from what he is. Welcome to Lords of Obsession. Where love doesn't bloom. It bleeds. --- THE HUNTER LORDS OF OBSESSION BOOK ONE

‘Even the darkest nights will end, and the sun will rise again.’ The universe proved the saying wrong by all means when the earth fell into a state of everlasting darkness. Because of the unexpected turn of events, people struggled to turn their day-to-day life into night-to-night life. But this surfaced as a blessing for some. After all, not all are diurnal. And then there’s Lyra. Couldn’t accept the nightlife, couldn’t deny it either. Until she crashes into the wrong person at the wrong place when it's always the wrong time. Now survival is an important thing. But how is she supposed to live through the world when living made her the enemy of humankind?

In a world devastated by an unforgiving apocalypse, Qing Xia struggles against a life filled with despair. Surrounded by the suffocating remnants of society—polluted air, barren land, and the haunted expressions of humanity—he often envies those who have found peace in death, escaping the relentless suffering of existence. Yet, the memory of his family's sacrifice fuels his determination to endure, making him one of the last survivors in a landscape of desolation. But fate has other plans. During a routine mission, Qing Xia’s life abruptly ends, or so he believes. To his shock, he awakens reborn as an idol on the brink of obscurity, a mere shadow in a vibrant world. Eager for a second chance, he seeks solace in a newfound identity, yearning for a life filled with simple pleasures. However, tranquility slips through his fingers as he is thrust into an unexpected chaos—a variety show that pulls him into the heart of danger, where secret agents, ruthless hitmen, and shadowy figures lurk. With every step, the weight of his dreams collides with a reality he never wished to face. As he grapples with relentless uncertainty, Sian realizes that the struggle for peace may lead him deeper into turmoil. In this haunting journey, can he carve out a destiny in a world that seems determined to tear him apart? The winds of fate do not blow as one wishes, and with shadows closing in, every moment counts. ----------------------------

"Husband, I think I offended your entire board of directors today." Gu Jianlin replied calmly, "Then they deserved it." "Husband, I slapped someone again." "Which hand? Does it hurt?" "Husband, people online say I married you for money." He glanced at her lazily. "My money is all yours anyway. Let them stay jealous." ----------- In her previous life, Stephanie Su was killed by her husband, the man she had sacrified her career, her passion and her dreams for. When she opened her eyes again, she made only one decision: Never love the wrong man again. So she married Gu Jianlin - the rumored ruthless president, half-dead in a hospital bed, feared by the entire business world. Everyone waited for her downfall. Instead, they watched her become the most pampered woman alive. ========== This work is participating in WSA 2026. So please don't hesitate to show your love and support :)

Fabiola Thomas debuted 10 years ago but her popularity hadn't been able to climb up the ladder except in her dreams. It's just been one criticism or the other. She was sure they might not even get past the first 10 minutes of a movie starring her before writing their heart's contempt. Unfortunately, three years ago, she finally fell short in the ladder and two months ago her family married her off to Dylan Scott who became her worst nightmare! Would she survive this script written by others or would she finally write her own story?

Evie, a human resources professional who loves gossip, dies while trying to resolve a club fight and is transported to the body of a palace maid. However, the body is of a woman with a secret identity, trying to protect the ones she loves at all costs, even if that means that she has to get too close to the sun.

Evelyn Walters was the perfect heiress, until one reckless night with her father’s greatest enemy ruined everything. Pregnant, disgraced, and cast out of the Walters family, she left with nothing but her unborn child. Years later, she's survived. But as a single mother, the life she built was fragile until the man from her past discovered the truth. Now he wants her and his son. But how can Evelyn trust the father of her child... when he's also the enemy of the man who raised her? **** Excerpt: "B-Boss... the woman you slept with that night... she wasn't the supermodel the company just signed," Dylan stammered, his voice trembling. Axel's brow furrowed even further. He tried digging through the hazy, alcohol-soaked memories of that night.  Of course, he remembered the party. He remembered the whiskey. But the woman? Nope. His brain served up a blank slate. "Who was she?" Dylan swallowed. "The first daughter of William Walters." "Cough! Cough!" Axel coughed violently, his face turning red and eyes wide with shock. He never thought that woman would end up in his bed.  --- Curiosity won, as always. Evelyn grabbed the remote and hit the power button. The screen lit up, and her jaw dropped. Her eyes went wide, as if the Grim Reaper himself had just stepped out of the TV to ask for her phone number. “What the…? Why does my personal source of misery pop up the second I turn this thing on?” Because there he was, Axel Knight, gliding out of his luxury car like some corporate deity on his way to a business banquet. Evelyn scrambled for the remote to turn it off, but of course, fate had other plans. Axel turned to the camera and gave a casual wave, acknowledging the paparazzi vultures lined up outside. She hated to admit it, but the man looked sinfully good in his signature black suit and high turtleneck, his sleek black hair framing a face that could stop traffic and quite possibly her breathing. Then, suddenly, her stomach clenched. Her hand instinctively rubbed her flat belly. “Little tenant, did you just say you recognize him?”

In a world where magic is forbidden and witches are hunted, Ashlynn Blackwell has hidden her mark of the witch since birth. The night of her wedding she's betrayed and her secret is exposed. Attacked by her husband and his knights, Ashlynn was abandoned and left for dead in the wilderness. Rescued by the vampire lady Nyrielle, Ashlynn is offered a choice: die as a human or embrace her power as a witch. Bound by a mystical blood pact, Ashlynn is plunged into a world of ancient magic, immortal vampires, and deadly political intrigue for the chance to find eternal love. [Bronze Winner: Weekly Love Tales - Vampire] [Book of the Month: September/October 2024]

Rise Lee, a well-known A-rank esper in the federation. He was even ranked as one of the strongest among the A-ranks and recognized as one of the hopes for humanity.  However, he wasn't only famous because of his prowess or his attractive appearance; Rise was more infamous because of his terrible personality. He was called a villain by most guides and espers for a reason. And who would guess that Rise Lee was really a villain, in a literal sense?  The terrible truth then unfolded to him.  He, Rise Lee, is one of the main villains of the novel.  Rise Lee spat out a mouthful of curses and swore that if he had a second chance, he would mess up this damn novel until everyone went down with him. If the author was in front of him, he too would be destroyed with him!  And a second chance did come! Rise Lee, the villain, woke up five years before the main storyline! Heh.  So what if he was a villain destined to die? That protagonist who killed him, and the author... He would screw them over.  Being a villain, be damned. In this rebirth, he would take and mess up everything.  What did you say? The protagonist’s love life? Heh. That too. Rise would take his lover. The male lead... will be his.  - - #Guideverse #guide #espers #bl #r18 #rebirth

Her childhood was forged in shadows, and she was sharpened into a weapon, trained to be a ghost, a killer—an instrument of vengeance. The target: a decorated general who brought down her family. But fate doesn't follow orders. Just as Lara was about to execute her long-planned mission, everything spiraled out of control. A military convoy intercepted her escape route—escorting none other than the general himself. And then came the moment that changed everything. A blinding crash. Screeching tires. Her body was thrown like a ragdoll, then darkness. She had a fleeting recollection of another world, another lifetime where kings ruled the land with an iron fist. But she woke up, and twelve long months had passed.  She did not know where she was or who she was. She remembered nothing. They told her different names. A child with trembling hope whispered, “Mommy, your name is Moira Torres.” Her doctor insisted, “Your admission slip says Larissa Reyes.” A hardened general leaned close and commanded, “Remember who you are. Remember your mission.” Then another general—dangerously calm, incredibly familiar—looked at her as if she mattered and asked, “Can I call you Lara?” The name unlocked something buried deep in her soul. Lara Norse Kromwel. Daughter of General Odin Norse. Empress of the First Empire. But the man who watched her most closely dismissed it with cold certainty. “This is the 21st century,” he said. “What nonsense are you spouting? What Empress? You are my woman. You can only be mine!"

Yue Mingxuan is a military medic from 21st century who is died and wakes up in another world as a disgraced prince with a terrible reputation. His bad luck gets worse when he accidentally offends the cold and powerful god of war prince feared by all. But instead of killing him, he keeps him close. Using his medical skills, Yue Mingxuan starts to change his fate, while the proud prince seems more and more unwilling to let him go. He wanted to survive. With love wasn’t part of the plan.