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Alone and desperate to get out of debt, Ava begins to work odd jobs to keep herself afloat. She calls her gift for singing a silly talent and uses it to earn small cash at local bars. But a simple song from her was able to put Leon Prescott to sleep in seconds. Leon is old, wealthy and has insomnia. He walked into the bar that night hoping to spend the money he didn’t need on girls who needed it. Ava was the lucky girl of the night. She sang to him, he fell asleep immediately. Something that never happened. He needed her, he had to find her but she was gone. Destined to meet again, Ava is handed a contract. Move into Leon’s mansion as a live-in personal assistant and sing him to bed every night and get a hefty pay. The desperation caved in and killed her independence. She accepted, thus walking into a life of love, pain, and war.

[TW; mature content; smut; grumpy x sunshine; hate-to-love] --------------- He’s sunshine. He’s a cold blade. They’re doomed from the start. --------------- Alex is the fated Crown Prince of Vellara. Handsome, idealistic, and an outstanding swordsman, all he wants is to run away from the throne and its suffocating duties. William is his soon-to-be Court Mage—a stubborn man with cold eyes, a sharp wit, and a past full of sorrow. Alex refuses to be bound to someone who slapped him in front of the entire court, yet his attempts to sabotage the Crown Pact come to nothing when the king sends them on a mission that may be a deadly trap. As court intrigues and assassination attempts force them closer than either expected, Alex and William find themselves entangled in a bond far deeper and forbidden. Will love bloom between a prince and a foreign commoner, or are they fated to be torn apart by duty and social rank?

In a world where destiny awakens at eighteen and the constellations carve their mark upon the chosen, empires rise and fall by the power of Celestial Cores. Zhan Linhuan was once Yuèlín’s most revered general, believed to bear the divine White Tiger Core — a warrior of unmatched discipline who personally trained the empire’s crown prince, Long Weitian. To the world, he was loyalty incarnate. In truth, he was a shadow. His true nature was the rare Moonlight Fox Core — masters of concealment, capable of masking their sigil and identity beneath flawless illusion. The White Tiger was only ever a mask. His brilliance was earned through ruthless training and years as Mánhuāng’s most lethal spy. When war erupted, Yuèlín fell from within. The royal family was slaughtered and the young crown prince presumed dead before his power had fully awakened. Or so the world believed. Five years later, Long Weitian returned, the only bearer of spiritual core of the devine Dragons of his generation, supreme of all and born to rule. Forged by obsession and honed through bloodshed, he conquered Yuèlín and Mánhuāng alike, unifying both beneath his throne at twenty-four. His first decree as an emperor was simple: Find Zhan Linhuan. Alive. Yet it changed Linhuan's little harmonious life significantly. Stripped of power and hunted by two nations, with a bounty on his head and no path left to run, he made the most inhumane decision of his life—selling himself into the slave markets, trading his freedom to secure his family’s escape into distant hiding. He believed his past would never find him there — until he was bought by a mysterious veiled figure, the only person Linhuan had ever feared to confront, now standing before him not as a fallen prince, but as a tyrant emperor. Crimson eyes burned like a rising inferno as a frosty voice claimed him intimately, “Welcome back, Shizun...” Caught between ownership and obsession, vengeance and captivity, what fate awaits Linhuan, the fallen Moonlight?

She was sold like cattle. Now the monsters are bidding for her blood. ~ Lilith Brooks has always been the family disgrace; daughter of scandal, sister to the wanted daughter. When her mother dies and the only boy she ever loved betrays her, she vows never to beg for love again. But on the night she finally wins, fame, money, a taste of freedom but her family sells her into a nightmare. A supernatural auction. A realm ruled by wolves. And a man who buys her like property. Vladimir Dragunov is the Wintercrest Alpha, the feared ruler of the Lycan realm and High Alpha of the Onyx Concord. With a shattered past, a missing sister, and a throne soaked in blood, the last thing he needs is a defiant 'human' girl with a mouth as sharp as her mind and a humor darker than his past. But Lilith isn’t just anyone. She bears the Lunar Crest, a mark that could save or doom them all. When Kustav Volkov, an Alpha whose cursed blood runs in Lilith’s veins, comes to claim her as kin, Vladimir offers her a choice: marry him in a blood-bound pact that grants her protection… or be torn apart by the wolves because of lycan laws. But as enemies battle, conspiracies are woven, legacies burn, and forbidden attraction ignites, their marriage of convenience becomes anything but convenient. But someone from Lilith’s past refuses to accept defeat for he once knew her body… and now wants her soul. --- Excerpt He cut me off. “If it were your mother…” I froze, the words withering on my lips. He pushed on. “If it was your mother she tossed around like a rag doll…” He brought his face down, those beautiful analytical eyes boring into me. His head descended farther with the precision of a predator that knew its prey would never bolt. He knew that—whether because of pride or crippling fear—I would let his breath ghost against my face. His head didn’t just dip, it closed in, deliberate, each inch stolen. Cold pine and iron seeped into my lungs until breathing felt like permission I hadn’t given. My pulse lurched, and my skin prickled with something I hated to name. His proximity tangled danger with an ache I didn’t want to acknowledge. His voice dropped, brushing my ear—not soft, not harsh, but in that dangerous middle ground where you couldn’t tell if the next sound would be a whisper or a shot. “If I had a gun to her head, you would have acted. You wouldn’t weigh the risks in your head—you would move, shift, anything, even if it meant she would still be harmed… or die.” The timbre of his words thrummed through me, pulling heat to places it didn’t belong. “For a sliver of a chance she might survive, you would do something. Still, you refuse to move—you make excuses, you let your past bind you…” His head crept lower until he was right at my ear, his breath curling along the shell in a way that made my knees want to betray me. “Yet… you want to destroy an Alpha. Have him brought down to his knees." *** Dark Fantasy Romance Possessive ML Angst Rival love interest but no love triangle High stakes drama High sexual tension Smut(Of Course)

There's nothing wrong with Adelaide's life. There's nothing wrong with being cheated on. After all, half of marriages end in divorce and most end from infidelity. There's nothing wrong with getting addicted to an otome game. After all, everybody has something they're obsessed with. There's nothing wrong with reincarnating as the villainess instead of the heroine. After all, the villainess is richer and more powerful. There's nothing wrong with the villainess chasing after one of the love interests. After all, it's not like he's the canon route. There's nothing wrong with Ophelia's life.

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!"

Lin Shuyu knew the rules of the Liuyin Empire: Cultivate or be crushed. Strength was the only currency, and as a lowly artifact archivist with zero spiritual power, she was essentially bankrupt. In the eyes of the nobility, she was just another piece of dust in the library—insignificant, invisible, and utterly disposable. But Lin Shuyu had a secret that didn't involve cultivation. She was a transmigrator who didn't see artifacts as magical weapons. To her, they were systems. They were lines of code, architecture, and complex blueprints that whispered their vulnerabilities directly into her mind. Her quiet life among the dusty relics shatters when she encounters Mo Yuanli, the Empire’s terrifying Crown Prince. He is the "God of War," a man whose very presence causes the empire’s artifact networks to hum in submission. People tremble at his feet, not just out of respect, but out of a primal, bone-deep fear. He is the most powerful existence in the world—and the most isolated. However, the moment Shuyu stands near him, the "impossible" happens. Ancient, dormant artifacts that haven't stirred in ten thousand years begin to glow. The empire’s defensive arrays, designed to be impenetrable, start to rewire themselves under her gaze. The more Shuyu decodes the world around her, the more she realizes a horrifying truth buried beneath the palace floor: The Liuyin Empire isn't a civilization. It is a massive, continent-sized containment unit. And Mo Yuanli? He isn't the heir to the throne. He is the Core—the literal battery and prisoner of a system designed to exploit his power while keeping his soul in chains. Every artifact, every law, and every "protection" the empire offers is actually a shackle meant to ensure he never wakes up. As the Chancellor and the old guardians realize their "containment" is failing because of one powerless girl, the hunt begins. Shuyu is branded a traitor, a glitch that must be erased to "save the world." But they made one mistake. They taught Mo Yuanli that he was a monster meant to be alone. Now, he has found the only person who sees him as a man, not a machine. The system is glitching. The blueprints are bleeding. And Lin Shuyu isn't just an archivist anymore. She is the Architect. And she’s about to tear the cage down.

The Oracle of Viti Diya Oberoi spent her first life as a ghost. Kidnapped as an infant and raised by the Khanna family, she was led to believe she was a "charity case" until they sold her at a dark-market auction to pay their debts. She spent her remaining years fearing her buyer, the ruthless Kingpin Enzo Viti, only to realize on her deathbed that he was the only one who had ever tried to save her. Now, the clock has reset. Waking up in that same freezing basement on the day of the auction, Diya is no longer a victim. Armed with the memories of a future that hasn't happened yet, she knows the truth: the Khannas aren't her family, Enzo isn't her enemy, and the man who killed Enzo's father is still sitting at his right hand. When the bidding starts, Diya doesn't pray for rescue—she demands an alliance. By revealing secrets from the future, she transforms from a captive into Enzo’s most dangerous asset. Together, they navigate a world of blood and silk. Diya provides the "future" intel to dismantle Enzo’s enemies, while Enzo provides the power she needs to reclaim the Oberoi legacy and burn the Khanna’s lies to the ground. But in a life built on shadows and second chances, the greatest risk isn't the betrayal they see coming—it’s the undeniable fire growing between the Kingpin and his Oracle.

$800,000. That's what my father owed. That's what I'm worth to Dante Moretti. He's cold. Calculating. Obsessive. But here's the thing they don't tell you about monsters — they don't buy what they can take. He watched me for three years. Removed the lock on my door before he knew my name. Left an unsent message on a phone hidden under my pillow. I'm coming for you. I'm sorry it took this long. I should be afraid of him. I am. But I'm more afraid of what I did sixty-three days later — when he handed me a gun and I pulled the trigger. Mature | Daily Updates #DarkMafiaRomance #Possessive

A Mafia Surgeon Romance. At nine , Aurora lost her family in a massacre. The man who killed them— Don Marchetti, the most powerful Man in Astoria—kept her alive, as his property. Fourteen years later, she walked down the aisle with vengeance in her heart. But the wedding was bloodily interrupted by the Devil of Deluca. He killed her groom. Married her for himself. Carried her away. Aurora should be terrified but she is not. And when the Devil finally removes his mask, she sees why. She knows him. Adriano Deluca, her brother’s best friend. She thought he had died in the massacre. He survived. Just like her. He craves revenge. Just like her. But there’s something else in his eyes when he looks at her. Not just hunger. Not just desire. Worship. He has been watching her for years. He knows she’s sharp. He knows she’s a healer. He doesn’t know she’s the best surgeon in Astoria. A woman who can save lives with her hands— or take them. He doesn’t know she’s as dangerous as he is. He thinks he is possessing her but he’s about to find out what happens when fire meets fire. They don’t put each other out. They burn the world down. Together. #MafiaRomance #DarkRomance #PossessiveHero #R18 #Mature #StrongFemaleLead #SurgeonHeroine #Revenge #EnemiesToLovers #ForcedMarriage #ObsessedHero #AntiHero #ChildhoodFriends #Kidnapping #HEA

༺❘✦ Ryo thought moderating online fan drama about Llewellyn, the world's most famous hero, was the worst part of his job... What he didn't expect was the System deciding his online arguments counted as combat experience and dropping him into a magical apocalypse with Llewellyn himself! He also didn't expect the Internet to start shipping them! And he certainly didn't expect the System's idea of "combat partner" to involve an absurd amount of physical contact disguised as Healing Bonuses, shared body heat, Dungeon environments that look like dates, or being randomly teleported onto Llewellyn's lap! Llewellyn might be the strongest person on Earth, but he has no one to watch his back. Luckily for him, Ryo has had to deal with his unhinged online following for years… and he is more than willing to get his hands dirty in person. ━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━ Content Note: The rating goes up as the story progresses! Expect mutual attraction, sexual tension, only one bed trope, and explicit scenes between consenting adults. ━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━ Webnovel updates: Mon / Fri Early access available on Patreon (10 chapters ahead and increasing), where I generally upload on Tue/Thu/Sat. Thank you so much for your support! ━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━ BL, Fantasy, System, Romance, M/M, Magic, Action, Character-driven, Feral Partnership, Idiots in Love, Getting Together, Slow Burn, Smut, Ropes, Humor, Banter, Dungeons, Distorted Realms, Magical Apocalypse, Internet Drama, VR Games, Elemental Cafés, a Penguin.

This is the end. I’m going to die… That was the only thought in my mind as I stood surrounded by monsters, abandoned by my teachers and classmates during a monster rampage. Just as the Minotaur raised its hammer to crush me, a figure appeared out of nowhere. He swung his scythe and sliced the beast in half, then cut down the rest of the monsters in the blink of an eye. From that day on, I saw him as my savior. But why did everyone else see him as a villain? The media painted him as cruel and cold, a brutal ranker with an awful personality. They called him dangerous, someone to be feared and hated. What the hell are you guys talking about? Ezekiel isn’t like that! But no one believed me. Years passed, and I saw him again... It was at his funeral. He saved my life, and I couldn't save his. The guilt crushed me. But then, a miracle came. I was given a chance to make one single wish. “I wish I could save him!” I shouted without hesitation. And in that moment, time turned back to the day he died. #modernfantasy #romance #femaleleadpov #dungeons #rankers #adventurers #monsters #gates#internet

When the crown dies, the empire of Magadh is quick to delve into a chaos of blood and tears. Three heirs to the kingdom, and each with their own motivation. Who will take control? The royal queen holds so much power that she will not stop before putting her own son on the throne. But then what of the crown prince? In all this mess, Sanjay has his own plans. To outsiders, he is nothing but a wastrel second prince drowning in wine and women. To insiders, he is a chance to oppose the hard-to-control crown prince's faction. To the queen, he is just another stepping stone for her son. Then there is Angad- the up-and-coming rising star of the royal army and the captain of the eastern division. He is the dear nephew of The Grand General. A blunt, disciplined, and cold guy, he is known for his flaring hot temper. When the two opposing storms inadvertently clash, what calamity would hit the streets of Magadh? **All places and names have only been used as references. I am no history expert, so please don't look for geographical or political accuracy!**

She refuses to be controlled. He refuses to lose control. What begins as a corporate takeover turns into a battle of wills, where attraction is inconvenient, and distance becomes impossible. As power shifts and boundaries blur, Emma and Ethan discover that the most dangerous negotiations aren’t fought in boardrooms. Because when control finally breaks, passion takes over — and sparks don’t ask for permission.

Family is a luxury not everyone can afford. Adelyn learned that the day Clara returned to the Scott family —and she quietly stopped belonging. No one abused her. No one hurt her openly. But the love that was once hers alone became divided. The attention that once chose her … became something she had to borrow. And whenever something precious stood between her and Clara —Adelyn was the one asked to let go. Not once. Not twice. But every single time. Her dreams. Her choices. Her place in the family. Her heart didn’t break in a single moment —it wore down slowly … until nothing remained worth fighting for. So, she erased herself from their world. Not in anger. Not in revenge. But to save what little of herself was left. ————— Seven years later, Adelyn returned. Not for the Scott family. Not for their love. She came back for the dreams she was once forced to abandon —and this time, nothing would be taken from her. No compromises. No sacrifices. Only her life. Her rules. She breathed in freedom. “No family…no shackles.” But just then— Two small arms wrapped around her legs. She stiffened. Looking down, she met a pair of familiar doe eyes staring up at her with unwavering trust. “Mama … Eira waited long for you. Don’t leave again.” …Mama? Before she could understand or react, a tall shadow fell over them. A man stood there —gaze sharp, cold, claiming —looking at her like she had belonged to him. “You dared to show up again?” Adelyn felt clueless. She would have asked him what he meant, however — Before she could speak — the ground vanished beneath her feet. A powerful arm lifted her effortlessly. “Since you dared …” his voice dropped —low, restrained, dangerous. “Don’t think of escaping again.

In a world where entities co exist with nature. Humans come to be with a hidden pair of eyes and praised the entities as their leader. Until a system were born where humans desired to rise on top and be a leader on their own rights. But to reign one must perish so the highest of entities crushed the humans hidden pair of eyes erasing their existence from human sights and memories. Furious, the gods seeks an exchange from the entities to accept the same punishment they brought down to humanity. Leaving the existence of each other forgotten to both as they exist on the world together for thousands of years without ever seeing each other again. Until this peace is threatened as greed for power continues to overcome humanity. While the entities grew hateful to humans, blaming them for the misfortune that befell them after the fall of the gods favour on them. Practically blind to the presences among humans. A sudden climb of natural disaster wrecked havoc across the world taking and endangering millions of lives for reasons that remained unknown to all. In an effort to save their own countries, royalties have banded together to train under one movement to tilt the world scale back up despite having no clue how to. The question is will they succeed when all they do is go against each other?

"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

Arianne Summers was once the most feared woman in the business world—until love became her fatal mistake. Publicly betrayed by her fiancé, her empire stolen in a calculated corporate takeover, Arianne vanished from the spotlight, determined never to return. Five years later, her quiet life is interrupted by an unexpected knock. On her doorstep stand two scheming four-year-old twins holding a handmade sign: “Marry Our Uncle!” Their uncle, Franz Rochefort, is a world-famous actor reluctantly thrust into the role of CEO after his brother’s death. Overwhelmed, underestimated, and struggling to keep both his company and his family together, Franz needs help—even if he doesn’t know it yet. What begins as a logical, temporary arrangement quickly spirals into chaos as fake dates turn real, old enemies resurface, and two tiny matchmakers launch Operation: Make Uncle and New Aunt Fall in Love. In a world where power is currency and love is a liability, Arianne must choose—revenge against the past, or the unexpected family she never planned to have. A ruthless CEO. A reluctant superstar. Two scheming children. And a love story that was never part of the plan. #ceoromance #reversedroles #slowpaced special thanks to @schreient_rui