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Rosalie Lockwood isn’t like anyone else. Born a rare witch-werewolf hybrid—something that shouldn’t even exist—she’s been treated as an outcast despite her loving family. In a world where witches and werewolves protect humans from the monsters of the night, Rosalie must prove herself. At seventeen, every witch and werewolf faces a rite of passage: their first kill. Defeat a monster, gain your mark, and step fully into your power. But Rosalie’s path is different—she must pass tests for both species. Her challenge leads her to a wendigo, but she’s not alone. Helping her is Damien Ivanov, a handsome, charismatic vampire whose presence stirs something she can’t ignore. Against all odds, Rosalie kills the wendigo and earns her mark. Yet the connection she feels with Damien is undeniable. He’s her mate—a bond thought impossible for a hybrid. While Damien wants to explore the pull between them, Rosalie resists, determined to keep her focus. But when a serial killer begins murdering couples in their quiet town of Cupid’s Hollow, stealing their hearts, they’re drawn together. United by a shared love for mysteries, Rosalie and Damien must uncover the killer’s identity before more lives are lost. As danger mounts, so does the flame between them. In each other, they discover not only the truth behind the murders but also secrets about themselves—secrets that could change their world forever.

"In her first life, she was a pawn. In this one, she'll be the player." She was destroyed overnight. Accused of corporate fraud. Branded a traitor. Watched by the entire city as her reputation collapsed beneath flashing cameras and ruthless headlines. The evidence came from Knox Global. From the empire ruled by Adrian Knox — the most untouchable CEO in the industry. Her fiancé. He never publicly defended her. But he never looked away either. When she opens her eyes, she’s back one year before the scandal. Before the forged documents. Before the boardroom betrayal. Before her name became a headline. This time, Elara Vale remembers everything. The directors who switched sides too easily. The investigation that moved too quickly. The silence that felt more deliberate than guilt. Was Adrian Knox the architect of her destruction— Or the only one fighting a war she never saw? She won't beg. She won't break. Because in a world built on secrets-- Love is either your greatest weakness... Or your sharpest weapon. As she steps back into a world of billion-dollar deals and silent corporate battles, one thing is certain: She won’t be the pawn again. And this time, she’s watching him too.

MATURE CONTENT | 18+ ONLY Contains: Explicit scenes, possessive behavior, power dynamics, violence, and dark romance themes In the ruthless heart of Moscow, power is the only currency that matters—and Julius owns it all. At thirty-five, Julius is an untouchable Alpha. A business titan who built his empire on control and fear. Engaged to a woman who secures his family's legacy, his path seems clear. He bows to no one. He belongs to no one. Until he meets Harrison. Harrison is thirty. An Enigma. A prodigy of the Russian underworld and a mafia king who doesn't ask for what he wants—he takes it. What starts as a collision of egos in a dimly lit club becomes something far more dangerous when Harrison marks Julius, binding their fates in a way neither can escape. Possessive. Ruthless. Unyielding. Harrison doesn't care about Julius's empire or his fiancée. He wants the Alpha—body, mind, and soul. But Julius was born to lead, not to follow, and he won't surrender easily. Not even to the man who now owns his fate. In a world where desire meets domination, a war begins. And in this battle for control, only one can win. Who will break first?

Eloise’s hand trembled as Damien closed the distance between them. “You know too much,” he said, his voice low yet threatening. “Then give me reason to keep your secret,” Eloise replied, her chin lifting with defiance. She had nothing to lose now with her father gone. Damien’s gaze softened, just enough to keep her confidence alive. “Be mine, Eloise. Only then will both our futures remain intact,” he accepted the proposal. *** Upon her bedridden father’s request, Eloise Wilkins travels to town to stay with her uncle’s family for the season. Whilst Elosie enjoys her stay, she is unaware of her uncle’s plans to steal the money her father has set aside for her to inherit after his death. One fateful night at a ball brings a shocking revelation about her father’s death, and the culprit behind it is someone she least expected. Before her uncle seals her fate, Eloise stumbles into a childhood friend whom she proposes to using a secret he needs to remain hidden to force him accept her offer. With the help of her new husband, could Eloise expose the truth behind her father’s death? … After a reunion with his childhood love, Damien Hawthorne does the unexpected and gets married to the ever-so-cheerful Eloise Wilkins. Damien uses his power to help Eloise expose her family’s deeds and reclaim what belongs to her. Given a second chance with Eloise, Damien doesn’t intend to let her slip between his fingers again.

She is the Fallen princess. He is the most powerful and the noble Master in the nation.

[True & Fake Heiress + Metaphysics Face-Slapping + 1v1 Power Couple] After being kicked out by her snobby adoptive family, everyone thought Guan Xuxu would end up sleeping on the streets. Instead, in the blink of an eye, she was revealed to be the true heiress of the billionaire Jiang family! Seeing her new wealth, the Guan family deeply regretted their decision. Shamelessly, they demanded half of the Jiang family’s fortune as "repayment" for raising her. Guan Xuxu merely sneered. With a flick of her wrist, she activated a single Truth Talisman, instantly exposing the Guan family’s ugly, greedy faces to the entire world. When her scumbag ex-boyfriend tried to crawl back to her, she raised a hand and ensured he saw his "ancestors" every single night at exactly 3:00 AM. Her elite cousins thought she was an uneducated embarrassment. That is, until the most powerful men in the country started lining up at her door. The Head of the Song Family: "As long as Master Jiang saves my daughter, name any price!" The rival Gu Family: "If Master Jiang helps us, President Jiang will be my blood brother from now on!" Even her habitually defiant younger cousin became her biggest fanatic: "This is my only big sister! If anyone dares to curse her, I’ll curse their whole family!" The Jiang family finally realized their "poor little girl" was actually a top-tier Boss in the Xuanmen (Mystic Arts) world! Exorcising evil, drawing talismans, and saving lives Guan Xuxu was incredibly busy. She also had to find time to chase after a "Golden Thigh" for good luck. Guan Xuxu: "I'm so exhausted." Chu Beihe, the untouchable 'Golden Thigh', proactively stepped forward to share the burden, wrapping his arms around her waist: "There is no need to chase. I am already yours."

Shawn Geller was supposed to be dead. And when he came back with a new face, all he wanted was to live quietly among humans and forget the past he had spent six years running from. But that became impossible the moment he realized the man he had been sleeping with wasn’t a twenty-three-year-old bank employee like he claimed, but an eighteen years old high school student. His student. As if that wasn’t enough, Jean isn’t just someone who refuses to stay away from him, he’s also connected to the very people Shawn has been hiding from all this time. Now Shawn is left questioning everything. Was it all just a cruel coincidence… or have they really found out he was still alive?

[Wife-Protecting Maniac + Group Favorite + Feel-Good Story] Her white lotus younger sister stole her engagement and even sent her to a profligate as a plaything. She turned and climbed onto her imperial uncle’s carriage, her eyes dazzled by his immense merit. He was dying, and she happened to be able to cure him, so the two hit it off immediately. Once the imperial decree of marriage was issued, with the Prince of Jin as her backing, she immediately launched a series of scum-abusing actions. Scummy Father: "Our family has no money!" She casually confiscated the entire family's assets, reclaimed her birth mother's dowry, and made them eat dirt. Scummy Sister: "The Second Prince likes me!" She pulled out her stepmother's deed of sale: "What to do? Your mother is my mother's servant, so you're a servile-born daughter." Emperor Emeritus: "You cannot be this princess consort; my son's fate cannot withstand you!" Prince of Jin: "How could my princess consort bear to be the death of me?" Note : Consider to Support this Story on Patreon.com/Flokixy to access advanced Chapters & 2 Chapters Daily and To Support The Daily Update

(WARNING: R+!9 Contents) In a world torn apart by the undead, survival is no longer about just staying alive. It’s about who you’re willing to trust, what you’re willing to give up, and how far you’ll go to feel something human again. Iyisha Clarke, a young doctor with more instinct than experience, crosses paths with Malcolm Briggs, a former Navy SEAL carrying wounds deeper than just the physical. They didn’t plan to travel together, much less depend on each other. But between dodging zombies, stolen kisses, and broken boundaries, their connection becomes harder to ignore. Supplies are scarce, safe zones are shady, and sex in a zombie apocalyptic world is messier than it sounds. Some people are trying to rebuild. Others are just trying to breathe. And somewhere between a dying government and whispered hope, Iyisha and Malcolm might find more than just survival. They might find a reason to live.

In her past life, Jenna Churchill was sold off for a can of sweet corn and fed to bloodthirsty hounds by the most powerful human monster in the apocalypse. However, now, Jenna is reborn a month before doomsday, and the first thing she does is steal the monster's spatial ring, his source of power. With this, she can change her future and that of her siblings, but unfortunately, the human monster she dreaded in the apocalypse was reborn too, and he's out looking for his ring. As the countdown draws nearer, Jenna must steal... *cough*, hoard supplies and stay alive, but the apocalypse seems to have a mind of its own, and the bearer of the spatial ring with a system isn't safe either. With her treacherous uncle's family to deal with, siblings to protect, and a mutating world that's far more intelligent to run on coincidence, she must put the psychopathic villain who's hot on her heels to rest somehow, because, De Warden doesn't just want his spatial ring back… he wants her head. The apocalypse is coming. But the man chasing her is much, much worse.

Shoved into the backseat of his father's car right after graduation, Riley Hale ended up marching toward a company building with a bagged lunch and a pen. Still in his toga, the fresh graduate never thought he’d land in the office of the continent’s top lizard, err, dragon, as his aide. And that would’ve driven any person wishing for a corporate career to tears. After all, who wouldn’t want to serve the fastest ticket up the corporate ladder: Kael Dravaryn, the infamously elegant, unhinged, and extremely overpowered Dragon Lord of the continent? Well, that would be Riley. The same Riley who didn’t expect to spend his days dodging fireballs, dressing his boss in robes more complicated than dark magic, and serving as a literal target during morning sparring. Now trapped in a job he never truly agreed to, the hardworking aide decided to hold out until it was time for his glorious resignation. But leaving a dragon’s clutches could never be easy, especially one with elemental mastery and a finger worth a private army. Yet, as Riley, who longs to quit, attempts to navigate ancient politics, wyvern threats, and other accidents (many of which are definitely not his fault), he might just hallucinate himself into seeing something beneath his boss’s arrogance and molten glares. Maybe he’d actually care if Riley got turned to ash.

Ariana Sinclair thought losing Kael would be the worst pain she could endure. She was wrong. The bond that once tied her to Kael Vaughn, the feared Storm Wolf, has shattered… and in its place, something ancient claimed her as Bride. The moment Ariana’s Fifth Blood awakened, an ancient entity returned and marked her as the one it had waited lifetimes to reclaim. Kingdoms now hunt her power, monsters kneel before her scent, and the man who once would have burned the world for her has been taken beyond her reach. Kael was supposed to protect her. Instead, he has become the chosen Guardian of the darkness rising against her, the one meant to deliver her into its hands. Across forgotten lifetimes, he has found Ariana again and again. Loved her. Lost her. Betrayed her. Killed for her. Now he is gone with Mira, a woman who can control the power inside him as if it was always hers to command. With their bond broken and war closing in, Ariana is left with one terrifying truth: If Kael returns, he may not come back as the man she loved. He may return as the weapon forged to claim her for the entity that calls her Bride. But Ariana was never born to kneel. And if fate wants a bride, it may have chosen the wrong woman.

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]

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.

“You incompetent god! I should’ve been the Alpha with big di*k, not some pitiful Omega!” — Cherion’s death was… not heroic. Winning the lottery only to die of a heart attack five minutes later was the definition of cosmic irony. But fate wasn’t done laughing at him yet. He woke up inside a tragic omegaverse novel he once read, right in the body of the pitiful omega doomed to be rejected, humiliated, and die alone. Still, he thought, “Fine. I’ll just avoid the main plot.” Except the main plot avoided him. But the script suddenly changed! Instead of being cast aside, Cherion was married off to Zarius, the empire’s greatest war hero… and the man destined to become the villain everyone feared. A cursed Alpha, praised as a savior but fated to die by the Crown Prince’s hand. Married to the future villain? Doomed. Married to a cursed Alpha? Double doomed. No, no doomed at all! He had a plan. A brilliant, flawless, absolutely desperate plan… but still a plan! “I said I’ll help you break your curse. In exchange, you let me go. Do we have a deal or not? Or are you too insecure to trust an Omega?” “Careful, little Omega. That sharp tongue of yours is daring me to test how it tastes.”

“Unlucky” would be the nice way to describe Lucas’ luck. He wasn’t just down bad. He was practically cursed. As someone who never asked to exist, he’s had to experience medical torture, imprisonment, and eventually death. And that was just his first life. Then, just as he thought of escaping his fate, he transmigrates into the body of the Empire’s most useless Flower Vase. Great, now he should have status, wealth, and beauty, right? Wrong. Because his new body, Young Lord Luca Kyros, was a vegetable. And what’s worse was that no one else seemed to know the truth. To everyone else, he was just your typical rebellious heir. He wouldn’t have minded that. He was used to being called a harlot or similar names for being a defective Guide. But the problem was he woke up right smack in the middle of the Royal Military Academy’s Assessment test. And his double body, the one who should be attending school, perished in an ambush. So now, he’s forced to resolve his existential crisis while attending a school he never even enrolled in. He’ll have to conquer his flimsy body, his brooding roommate, and his picky-eater “dungeon”—all that on top of surviving impending doom. Someone definitely needs a miracle.

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!"

WARNING :There will be adult scenes such as violence or sexual content. "Love? How foolish. It's all just a lie. There's no such thing as love, and it was created only to make foolish people like you believe." That's what a woman, the daughter of a notorious mafia boss, believed. There was no such thing as love in her dictionary of life, until a man came along and destroyed that dictionary. "Then let me show you something more interesting than love, ginger." Dominic Lawrence, a billionaire and the number one mafia boss in Dormania, fell in love with the daughter of another mafia family, Valeria Scarlett. A woman who had a reputation as the Angel of Death's lover because of her cruelty. Despite that, she was trapped in an arranged marriage with a man she didn't know at all. At least that's what she thought at the time. Because in reality, she had forgotten about him. Despite being constantly rejected, the mafia boss never backed down. He would do anything to get her. "You belong to me, ginger. From the first time I saw you. And if I can't have you, then no one can." -His Arranged Obsession- He chose her long before the contract was signed

Amara, a wealthy aristocrat's well-bred daughter with a secret to hide, is thrown into despair when her world is suddenly shattered after discovering she isn’t the Caldwells' biological daughter. It was incredibly convenient for her father to discard years of love, devotion, and family ties, quickly sending her as a marriage tribute to a Werewolf Prince after receiving an invitation that, according to the Peace Treaty between Werewolves and Humans, required one of his daughters. It no longer mattered that she wasn’t truly a Caldwell, nor that she was already in love with someone else. So, on the night of her planned elopement with her lover, her fate with the monster was ruthlessly sealed. Forget that the Alpha Prince is a cursed monster—yet, why is he always in her face, treating her like his perfect plaything to pass the time? But most importantly, if he truly doesn't care about her, why do those who cross her suddenly disappear or get punished? — Excerpt: Amara could feel the tension in the way Alexander stood before her—the restraint in his silence, the weight of his attention pressing against her body. He shouldn’t be this close to her after cornering her against a tree. “Do you know what happens when I want something?” he asked, his voice dangerously controlled. Her breath trembled, but she shook her head. “I—I don’t know.” “I take it.” Amara inhaled sharply as she lifted her gaze to meet his dark, conflicted eyes, burning with something that made her heart stutter. “Then why haven’t you?” she whispered. His gaze dropped briefly to her lips. “Because if I cross that line,” he said, “I won’t stop.” “Then cross it.” Her voice was barely audible. Instantly, the restraint in Alexander’s eyes shattered. He lowered his head and claimed her mouth in a desperate, hungry kiss.

My engagement ended in humiliation. One moment, I was the bride-to-be. Next, my fiancé was slipping a ring onto another woman’s finger—nope, not just anyone, my half-sister! And the whole city watched. So I did the unthinkable. I kissed the one man I was never supposed to touch—his aloof, very hot, useless uncle. Dominic Fletcher. It was supposed to be revenge. A scandal to wipe away my shame. Until he stole my bra and with it, my senses… and my already fragile heart. “Give it back!” I demanded, reaching for my bra, but he only lifted it higher. “I’ll keep this as a memento, Kitten,” he murmured, eyes dark, voice dangerously seductive. But Dominic Fletcher was far from useless. Behind the nonchalant façade was a ruthless power only I had glimpsed. And now, he wants to help me take my revenge— “Marry me, sweetness,” Dominic rasped, gaze sharp as steel. “I’ll make everyone who offended you a foot mat. What do you say?” How could I say no? I’d do anything to make that worthless, piece-of-shit scumbag ex lose sleep for the rest of his life and become his worst nightmare. So I said yes—to his uncle. I became his aunt-in-law. Then I returned, victorious and unbroken. My family pleaded for me to forgive them. My ex-fiancé fell to his knees, clutching my hand. “Let’s start again, Harper,” he begged. “You’re the only one I cherish...”