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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.

“In this life, I will rise from the ashes—and make them regret ever touching me.” Betrayed by the two people she trusted most—her husband and her best friend—Elena Ashford, heiress of the illustrious Ashford family, met a cruel end: burned alive in the flames of her broken marriage. But fate grants her a second chance. She wakes up five years in the past, her heart hardened and mind sharp with memories of betrayal. This time, she won’t be the obedient daughter-in-law, the loving wife, or the naive friend. She’ll destroy those who wronged her, piece by piece—using power, wit, and every tool at her disposal. But just when her world is fueled by vengeance, an unexpected bond forms. Enter Mila Blackwood, a bright and curious little girl who clings to Elena with innocent affection. Mila runs to her father Lucas Blackwood... "Dad, that pretty Auntie... I like her a lot. Can she be my mother?" "I won't get married again in this life," Lucas ruthlessly rejected his daughter. Lucas Blackwood is the cold and enigmatic CEO of the Blackwood Industries—who hides his own scars behind an icy exterior. On the path of revenge himself, will he make way for love in his life?

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.

No Future Without You Xavier Atlas doesn’t fall in love. He makes bets. As the untouchable football captain, he wagers he can make the new girl fall for him—and sleep with him—just to prove he can. Aylia Zehir was never supposed to matter. She’s quiet, guarded, and comes from a family barely surviving under debt, grief, and hospital bills left behind by her father’s death. When he realizes she had fallen for him, the game turns cruel. He pulls away, manipulates her, and turns her life into a living hell—never knowing the truth she’s hiding. As his brother begins to notice the damage Xavier leaves behind, cracks form in the perfect image he’s built. By the time Xavier understands what he’s lost, it may already be too late. Some bets ruin lives. Some love stories were never meant to survive.

"A Rejected Omega, A Dark Alpha Prince and their twisted dangerous fate." Amelie Conley, the eldest daughter of a revered Alpha family, was once expected to carry on her family’s proud legacy. However, when she turned sixteen, she failed to awaken her wolf, which made her earn the scornful title—the Curse of the Conley Family. At eighteen, she found her destined mate and carried his child, believing she had finally been given a chance at happiness. But when she rushed to share the news, she found him in a compromising position with her younger sister, Flora. Betrayal cut deeper than any wound, but the final blow came when he rejected her without hesitation, declaring Flora as his true mate. Shunned and heartbroken, Amelie made the painful decision to leave her pack for the sake of her unborn child. But just as she tried to escape, she was ambushed—hunted down like prey. Desperate to protect herself and the life growing inside her, Amelie fled to save herself and her unborn child, only to collapse into the arms of an enigmatic stranger—Gabriel Sinclair. Gabriel was no ordinary man. He was the Alpha Prince, a name feared across the nation. For twelve long years, he had scoured the lands for his mate, only to find nothing. He had convinced himself that the Moon Goddess despised him, just as his own mother had. But the moment he laid eyes on Amelie, everything changed. "You were marked, weren't you?" His voice dropped, edged with something dangerously close to possession as his gaze met hers, demanding the truth.  The question left Amelie in a dilemma. She didn't wish to tell him the truth. "I am not an ordinary wolf, Amelie. Who the fuck marked you before me?" Gabriel voiced in a possessive yet intimidating tone.  Amelie didn’t know that the man, who saved her was none other than the infamous Dark Tyrant—the Alpha Prince, Gabriel Sinclair, whose intentions were still unknown to her. ~~~~ **The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life.** Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight__pcy

"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.”

After dumping the Obsessive Tyrant, I was entangled ###### [Sickly Obsessive Maxim Sinclair VS Cunning Little Fox Summer Lowell] President of Sinclair Group, Maxim Sinclair, is ruthless, unfeeling, and notoriously uninterested in women, never rumored to be with any woman. However, only he knows that the woman bold enough to come undercover beside him, achieving her goal before fleeing, has haunted his sleepless nights for an entire year! Until that day, she unexpectedly returns to the country, parachuting in as the design director of a rival company... "Director Lowell, you used me and threw me away. Did I agree to this?" "Feelings fade, naturally things end. Why must President Sinclair pursue relentlessly?" "Summer Lowell, let me tell you, even if I have to go to hell, I will take you with me!" ... People gasp in sympathy, assuming this reckless woman is doomed to a fate worse than death. Little do they know, he has long laid an inescapable net, waiting for her to walk right into it. "I will trap you in a place where only I can see you, forever!" ——— [The Heroine is Career-Oriented, The Hero is Pathologically Obsessive, Known as the Jealous King of the Demon Capital!]

Thea Shaw travels from the modern society to the Women's Respect Country, diligently working for thirty years to reach the position of Great National Master. She is forced to travel back again. Before traveling, she was the Miss Sutton who was mistakenly taken by another family, spending twenty years in the countryside, while a fake heiress replaced her in the elite Sutton Family. Her parents are indifferent to her, relatives awkwardly look down on her, and the fake heiress is superior in every way, treating her with politeness. Originally feeling indignant and extreme about her fate and ready to fight for everything, Thea's sharpness is blunted by thirty years of living in a female-dominant society. She thinks, just get by, what else can you do? So the Sutton Family is astonished to find that the daughter lost in the countryside for twenty years is not demanding her status or proving herself, but is instead waving the banner of feudalism. Great National Master—controls national destiny, primarily fortune-telling, with a side of persuasion. Later on, everyone is talking: "Have you had your fortune told by Thea Shaw? She's really accurate, but when you go see her, you must wear formal attire." —— Landon Ford, the heir to the Ford Family, the strongest in Aethelgard. He is known for being erratic in temperament, with a terrible temper, mostly dealing with others without a smile, infamous for being a lunatic. The first time he met her, she had an ethereal aura about her as if she could ascend at any moment, solemnly requesting him to button up his open collar, and sincerely advising: "Boys, reputation is the most important." Landon Ford slants his eyes, grabbing her hand and pressing it against his heart: "Now, I have no reputation, and you must take responsibility." Thea Shaw: … Young people these days lack virtue in their actions. (Silly and Zen-like Little Fairy X Crazy and Rebellious Heir)

"A marriage decree, a bestowed wedding. She, a woman with no apparent talents, beauty, or virtues. He, a disgraced prince, bearing scars, disabilities, and serious ailments. Yet the world proclaims them a perfect match! Beneath the wedding banner, she smiles gently, her composure unwavering. Through countless trials, all she desires is peace in this life. Inside the wedding hall, a smile graces his lips, while his heart remains as cold as ice. Enduring all disgrace, he harbors the ambition to one day conquer the world. — He is my husband. To disparage him is to belittle me, to insult him is to insult me, to harm him is to harm me. If anyone dares to harm me, I will eliminate them! — I have no faith in the gods, nor do I seek mercy from the heavens. If she should lose her life, I will turn this world into hell, offering the mountains and rivers as a sacrifice for her. *In this story, both the man and woman wield formidable power. *She exudes serenity, while he harbors a shadowed heart. She possesses kindness, while he harbors darkness. Wicked individuals are dangerous, but sometimes, the kindness of others can be even more potent. *Though there may be many attractive men, remember that this story revolves around the relationship between one man and one woman."

Old phone in paw, Mr. Zhao corners Ye Fei: “You left this with me five years ago—still pretending we never happened?” Back then, Ye Fei got tricked into Mommy-hood, and Baby’s dad turns out to be the nation’s top heart-throb! Coward dad, scheming mom, meanie sister? → Zhao buys her the moon and watches them pout. Internet trolls? → One click → *poof* account gone. Little Ye Xiaomo tugs Zhao’s sleeve, pouting like a dumpling: “Daddy, Wang says I’m a wild kid with no dad!” Zhao pats his head: “Wang’s Wi-Fi just took a nap—forever.” Final scene: Zhao wearing an apron, waving a ladle: “So, when do I get upgraded from secret dad to official husband?” Ye Fei giggles: “Ever since I met you, life’s on easy mode!” Zhao winks: “Exactly—I’m the built-in cheat code!”

Fresh off the battlefield, Marshal Ke Lian received the startling news that his never-before-met fiancée had faced a family tragedy, losing both her parents. Despite inheriting a massive fortune, she now required someone to look after her. As the top-ranking figure on the "Empire's Most Popular Young Men Among Women" list, Marshal Ke Lian, known for his unparalleled charm and prowess, dutifully followed his father's wishes and married Du Xixi. He had envisioned Du Xixi as a delicate flower in need of tender care. But who could have imagined that the girl wielding a kitchen knife, fiercely battling the Humming Beast, would be the same one needing protection? Du Xixi stumbled into the Star Era, finding herself parentless and with a billion-dollar inheritance to claim... Oh, and a supposedly handsome fiancé she had never actually met. As the sole heir to the prestigious Imperial Chef Family, Du Xixi gazed at the rows of sleek Mecha in her new husband's courtyard and couldn't help but feel that a kitchen knife aligned more with her true temperament.

She once tried hard, but the marriage unknowingly turned into a lifeless pond. Her husband stayed out all night, and she gradually became numb from heartache. Work became her true companion. The only gift from this marriage was that it forged her into a calm and independent female journalist. She thought her heart had long drowned in that lifeless pond until she met that man in a crisp police uniform, with a crooked smile and cunning eyes... Their first encounter was at the scene of a crime. She went to report, and he went to apprehend. He mistook her for an accomplice, mercilessly cuffing her wrists to a wire fence! She panicked and bit him, desperately defending herself: "I don't have the stolen goods you want!" He, however, looked at her through his sunglasses with wicked charm: "Really?"

Fengyu loved gold, silver, and jewels more than anything. Her greatest dream was to eat, drink, and enjoy life as a salted fish. Her fiancé was the third-ranked scholar in the imperial exams, handsome as the legendary Pan An. Her salted fish life was perfectly complete. Her husband was poor? No problem, she was rich! But who would have thought that the winds of fate would shift, causing her soul to transmigrate into the body of Xie Xun, a dashing and rebellious young marquis, even making him lose a leg due to her. To survive on the battlefield, the salted fish had to turn over and rise, learning horseback riding, archery, and military strategy. The young marquis, bearing her face, caused chaos everywhere. Her fiancé, deeming her wild and foolish, broke off their engagement. She got engaged, and he reneged. She made money, and he squandered it. Her mountains of gold and silver were all emptied by him, and the two became locked in a love-hate relationship. Gradually, the plot started to go off the rails. The ex-fiancé, after breaking off the engagement, regretted it and confessed his deep love. Fengyu: I've already fallen for someone else. A scheming girl at the archery range tried to kill her, only for Fengyu to stab herself instead. Fengyu: What to do now? It looks like you've committed murder. Her parents, who had defended the borders for decades, returned home only to say, "Daughter, go follow the young marquis and start a rebellion!" How did the originally carefree salted fish storyline turn into one of a villain rising? In the end… Raising a husband turned out to be a money pit, but the husband was certainly worth it! A sickly schemer hiding their true nature (Fengyu) vs. A dashing but cunning strategist (Xie Xun)

Lucia Conti, a brilliant but socially overlooked woman with a shrinking dowry, decides to secure her future the only way society allows by advertising for a husband and negotiating the marriage like a business contract. Count Alessandro Ferretti, a pragmatic shipping magnate in need of a capable partner to manage his neglected estate, answers. Their marriage begins as a cold, efficient bargain: separate bedrooms, shared goals, and a clear focus on producing an heir. But as Lucia proves herself indispensable. Exposing corruption, hiring a woman steward, and transforming the Ferretti estate. Respect turns into something far more dangerous. What neither of them planned for is the slow, undeniable pull between two people who finally feel understood. --- When the priest pronounced them married, Alessandro leaned in to kiss her—a brief, chaste press of lips that was entirely appropriate for a business arrangement. Except his hand came up to cup her jaw, gentle and intentional, and the kiss lasted just slightly longer than necessary. When he pulled back, his eyes held something that definitely wasn't business-like. "Countess Ferretti," he murmured. "Count Ferretti," she managed, proud that her voice didn't waver.

Through years of abuse and death threats, Ye Jian is not so ready to bid adieu to this world just yet! Fortunately, destiny has granted her another shot at life. Only this time, she is determined to become the master of her own fate and retaliate her oppressors from her previous life. It's payback time. Although reborn with beauty and youth, Ye Jian obviously holds higher pursuits. In this life, she is determined to become an extraordinary commando. No, she does not need love, family, or any affection! He is born in a powerful family; and step-by-step, he becomes the youngest Major General through his own merits. He is drawn to her every move, despite her repeatedly shunning him. "What you need is love, my little fox," he whispers. "Get lost! I need bullets!" She steps away. Behold. Let this novel take you through the warm, happy, loyal, and passionate story of the aggressive military couple.

The sequel to Hunting the Field Guide. Kellen thought that his troubles were over. He'd dealt with the issue of the Poison Gate, he'd saved his sister, and he found out the location of where his trusty fellow Field Guide was located. As far as he was concerned, things were finally looking up for him. He could finally, finally live out the peaceful life he'd wished for when he'd first left the Front Lines. But then the E.A.G. reared it's old head. A hydra, a beast that just wouldn't die, Kellen was at his damn wit's end. All he wanted was to live out the life he'd literally carved out for himself. He just wanted to be happy with his Captain. Why was it so damn hard? ~ Meanwhile, Brent Jameson just wanted to be left alone. A man who knew he could have exceptional talent, Brent just wanted to do what he loved. Sleep around, escort people through Gates, and drink his problems away whenever he wanted to. He did not want to be the new Head of a Guild. That sounded like the exact opposite of what a man like him would want to do. He also didn't want to be attached. Maybe Kellen was right and he had a type, and maybe he avoided that kind of person, but hey, he was just a guy. He couldn't be with someone when he was worried at any minute that he could be teleported away from them and dropped into the ocean. Hell, it was dangerous for him to even have friends. Now that he was back 'home' with his lovely, wonderful family, he knew that he had made the right choice. Brent was better off alone.

[Congratulations, Terran survivor #99598, for activating the Universe Assistance System!] Althea, along with the remaining 1% of the population of their home planet, stared at the holographic screen in front of them in confusion. Their galaxy was apparently ending, and suddenly announcements from an alien system appeared in their heads, telling them they would be permanently transferred to another world. The survivors were all very depressed. First, they were forced to survive in a zombie apocalypse, and now they had to survive a new world altogether? It just so happened that Althea was one of the few people who got the Lord Token, the ticket to controlling a territory---a supposed safe haven for her people. Althea looked at her very large stomach and sighed at an unknown future. Would she be able to build a good home for her children? And... would she and her husband find each other again? #Apocalypse, #Josei, #Romance, #BeautifulFL, #HandsomeML, #PowerCouple, #Infrastructure, #MagicSpace, #KingdomBuilding, #Adventure, #Pregnancy, #Game Elements, #System #LitRPG ____ Now an E-BOOK~! Please rate, ne? WILL HELP US OUT SOOO MUCHH~! Book 1: AMAZON: https://a.co/d/hy7Rocr GOODREADS: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/203724162-after-surviving-the-apocalypse-i-built-a-city-in-another-world ____ READERS LOUNGE NOW OPEN~! (Readers ONLY please!) https://discord.gg/w8qKw2yaNK

Margaret Thornton’s marriage to Edward Blackwood was never meant to be romantic. It was a transaction—her father’s money in exchange for Edward’s title and the survival of his ancestral estate. Three years later, they live as near strangers, bound by obligation and mutual resentment. When Margaret’s parents arrive for an extended visit, the couple must convincingly pretend to be happily married to protect both pride and financial necessity. Forced into close proximity, old wounds resurface, and the careful distance between them begins to erode. What starts as performance slowly gives way to reluctant understanding, revealing the cost of their bitterness—and the possibility that something real may yet be built from what was never meant to be love. --- "Everything about this marriage is clinical, Edward. At least I'm honest about it." He set down his fork with deliberate care. "Very well. For one week, I shall play the part of the devoted husband. I shall touch you appropriately. I shall gaze at you with something approximating warmth. I shall lie to your parents with the same conviction I've been lying to everyone else for three years." He stood abruptly. "Is there anything else you require from your performing monkey?" Margaret's composure cracked, just slightly. "I require you to act as though I'm not the worst thing that ever happened to you." "But you are," he said softly, and there was something almost sad in his voice. "You're a constant reminder of everything I've lost. My freedom. My pride. My ability to make my own choices." He moved toward the door, then paused. "Though I suppose I'm the same for you, aren't I? A reminder that your father's money can buy anything except genuine respect."