twisted

n a city built on lies, survival is the only truth. Mara grew up watching the system destroy those who believed in it — her parents among them — and learned that hope was a trap. Then she met Eli. A boy who carried a light she thought impossible, a quiet defiance against a world crumbling under corruption, propaganda, and fear. He vanished without a trace, leaving Mara with a spark she could neither explain nor forget. Years later, Mara becomes a symbol of rebellion, exposing the lies the powerful cling to, surviving riots, blackouts, and government control. And even as she ages, and the world repeats its cycles of chaos, the memory of a boy named Eli endures — proof that even in the darkest times, a light can survive.

[Warning: Possessive and yandere alphas, kidnapping, harem, and smut!] Lucien de Luca, heir to blood and bullets, wears the crown of the Lucero Syndicate, the most feared mafia in the country. A ruthless don with an empire at his feet, he built his throne on loyalty, violence, and cold calculation. But beneath the smoke, silk, and gunpowder, Lucien hides a dangerous secret. He’s not just the mafia’s serpent king, he’s an omega. And not just any omega, one who craves to be claimed, knotted, and broken by the kind of alpha strong enough to put him on his knees. The betrayal comes from within. His stepbrother—beloved right-hand, trusted shadow—sells him to five rival alphas, thinking it will erase Lucien from the game and leave the Lucero empire ripe for the taking. Only Lucien isn’t the helpless pawn his brother imagines. He’s the one holding the strings. He lets himself fall into the hands of his enemies… Because what better way to satisfy his darkest desires than to be devoured by four predators at once? But betrayal never goes unpunished. Before surrendering himself, Lucien left behind a gift, one last trap. And when it springs, his brother’s dream of power will burn to ashes, while Lucien takes his place exactly where he’s always longed to be: tangled in the arms of his alphas, finally free to indulge the filthy, dangerous hunger he’s denied all his life.

The night that was supposed to be the peak of my life became the night I lost everything. My step-sister Rose stole my achievements. My fiancé chose her over me. My father handed over the company I built with my own hands… to her. And when I finally walked away, broken and exhausted, Karl followed me home—drunk, furious, and ready to destroy what little I had left. One blow to the head was all it took to end Jenna Harvour. At least, that’s what the world was meant to believe. I didn’t die. I woke up drugged, half-conscious, and listening to people decide how to “dispose” of me.I heard Rose’s voice ordering my death to be written off as suicide. I heard doctors bargaining over my body. And when I was finally strong enough to open my eyes, I was greeted by a stranger’s face and a new name forced onto me: Jenna Lorance. They buried my old identity. They held a funeral with my name on it. And I was expected to disappear quietly into this new life they created. But the world doesn’t get rid of me that easily. My unexpected lifeline comes in the form of Damian Black—the heir to the largest mafia syndicate and the last person I ever thought would notice me. He shouldn’t care about a woman like me… yet he’s the only one who looks at me as if he can sense the truth beneath my new skin. Revenge is easy. Escaping him is not. Because once a man like Damian decides you’re his, he doesn’t let go—not even if the whole world believes you’re already dead. _________ Re-upload because i needed to fix first 6 chapters [Warning: Mature Context, R18+][Extremely detailed Smut...and a lot of it in later chapters]

Winds blew wildly tearing apart the trees from the roots, the skies light run and in came the black fog so thick you can hold it, screams becomes the air surrounding the world, the sea turns boiling red. Lighting strikes, emitting blue fires so angry it made the clouds bleeds, the whole world quivers with fear and the mountains shook with horrors, the legends are coming true and behind it green eyes stared deep into their souls lurking behind their every step. Where can you run to…………….

WARNING- 18+ CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEXUAL ELEMENTS TRAUMA AND TORTURE *************************************************************************************************** Ophelia Blackwood lived her life doing everything she could to be loved. First by her parents and three elder siblings, then by her best friend, and finally by her lover. She sacrificed everything just to be valued by Vincent Dimitri, the son of one of the most dangerous mafia families in Russia, and her childhood best friend, Elosia Jonas. They were her chosen family. Yet her loyalty was repaid with betrayal. After destroying Vincent’s greatest enemy and crowning him the King of the Underworld, Ophelia was killed—by Vincent himself. Elosia hung from Vincent’s half-naked body with a smirk as Ophelia lay in a pool of her own blood. “Thank you for giving me and Vincent such an amazing wedding gift, best friend.” Only in her final breath did Ophelia realize the cruel truth—this was the world of a novel, and she was dying the death of the villainess who killed the male and female leads for love. Ophelia laughed bitterly at her fate. In pain. In misery. Realizing that being unloved and betrayed was always destined for her. But when she woke up again—twenty years old, five years before the story began—she made a different choice. This time, she wouldn’t fight for love. She would fight for revenge. Ophelia proposed a contract marriage to the man she once ruined with her own hands—her former enemy, the heir to the most powerful family on the continent, Kayros Natheniel. “I have two conditions,” Kayros said calmly. “I’ll accept whatever,” Ophelia replied coldly. “First—you don’t meddle in my business. Second—I decide when this marriage ends. Not before two years.” But in that moment, Ophelia never imagined — The most dangerous man in the novel’s world would become obsessed with her instead, obsession which is worse than obsession itself “We’re not getting a divorce,” Kayros whispered with a dark smile while thrusting hard inside her, making her scream his name in pleasure. Ophelia freezes. "What? This wasn't part of the contract." Kayros's smirk doesn't disappear; instead, his beautiful blue eyes glint with domination. “Because I never planned on letting you go, my dear wife. You were born to be MINE.”

The universe hated me so much, it tossed me around, then dumped me straight into the arms of my father’s killer. — I thought I understood monsters. I grew up with them. I survived them. I swore I would kill the one who murdered my father and brothers. But when I finally found him, I failed. Dante Corsetti. Alpha. Mafia boss. The man who destroyed my family and dragged me into his house like a living trophy. He broke me apart until I didn’t know where my rage ended and his cruelty began. He said I was nothing. A prisoner. A reminder of everything he’d lost. A punishment for sins I never committed. Yet the longer I stayed, the more the world I thought I knew cracked open. The secrets about my bloodline, lies my father died with and a supernatural truth I should never have discovered. And in the middle of it all, a mate bond tied me to the monster I hated most. The goddess must be laughing because Dante is not the only one drawn to me. There were two others. Knox, who looked at me like I was the first good thing the goddess ever gave him. Reed, who claimed I was destined for him no matter who he had to fight. Three alphas. One impossible bond. And me, trapped between revenge, desire, and a fate dark enough to break every one of us.

For two years, Aurora Mclaren blamed her exhaustion on insomnia. That lie shattered the morning she woke to find a sharp, geometric bruise scarring her wrist, a mark she was certain she never received. Now, the world around her is beginning to fray. Shadows cling to her when she stands still. Reflections scream silent warnings. And a single, unnerving text message from a blocked number delivers a terrifying truth: The boundary is thinning. Dragged through a mirror and into the Hypnagogia, a twisted, silent reflection of her university campus. Aurora discovers the gold veins blooming beneath her skin give her the power to bend and reshape this glass reality. But such power demands a devastating sacrifice. The Hypnagogia is hunting her, led by The Siphon, a monster born from her own deepest trauma. To survive, Aurora must align herself with a mismatched group of desperate survivors and Ben, the boy she’d secretly loved forever. In a world of uncanny reflections, however, trust is a fatal flaw. Ben is behaving strangely. His touch is too cold, his smile is simply too perfect. Aurora must master the rules of the void before the gold in her veins consumes her humanity entirely. Rule #1: Don’t make a sound. Rule #2: Don’t trust the reflection. Rule #3: Don’t fall in love with the monster wearing your friend's face.**

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?”

They called him a monster. They were right. But monsters are born when love becomes stronger than reason. Rudra Singhaniya has finally embraced what he was always meant to be — the villain of his own story. For his wife, Anaya, he would destroy empires, drown kingdoms in fire, and rewrite fate itself. To love her is his blessing. To lose her… his curse. But in the darkness he rules, another shadow rises — a man equally obsessed, equally damned. The true enemy of the Singhaniya and Malhotra bloodline, a reflection of everything Rudra could have become — ruthless, unbound, and madly in love with the same woman. Between them stands Anaya — the only light powerful enough to make gods bleed and devils bow. And when two obsessions collide, love will no longer save anyone… It will consume them all. Because this time, it isn’t about right or wrong — it’s about who burns brighter in the end. The hero… or the villain.

In the span of a year, I lost my entire family. My father was killed in a helicopter crash with my grandfather. My mother was condemned by society and lost her life at the hands of the patient’s family. My eldest brother worked himself to death trying to hold everything together. My second brother was destroyed by the entertainment world he once loved. And my youngest sister, barely eighteen, was bullied to the point of suicide. When I returned home after a few years abroad, all that was left of them were ashes and whispers. Now, with my hawk-like relatives circling the family legacy my bloodline built for over a century, I have only one way to keep it from being devoured. Marriage. It was the condition for me to receive it. So I chose a stranger. Not just any stranger, the coldest one I could find. A man who wouldn’t flinch even if I drowned the world in blood. He looked at me from across his office, his eyes sharp, unreadable. “Why should I marry you?” he asked. “Just because of that century-old inherita—” “I don’t care about that,” I cut him off. He frowned, annoyed or intrigued, I couldn’t tell. “All I’m saying,” I told him. “Is that I can give you an entertainment you’ll never forget.” He said nothing. Just stared. So I stood, walked to his window, and watched the city spread beneath us. “Don’t you think this place is already too boring?” I asked softly. “I plan to run amok. To turn this country upside down. Maybe even the world.” When I turned back to him, there was something different in his gaze. Interest. Maybe danger. “I don’t care about the money,” I said. “But I won’t let them have a single cent. I’ll use every drop of it to wreak havoc…” A cold smile tugged at my lips. “…and let blood rain.” He raised a brow, the corner of his mouth curving slightly. “Oh,” he said. “That is indeed… interesting.”

What do you do when you're at a concert, dancing and trying to forget a colleague you've had a crush on, then suddenly a stranger grabs you from behind, and fucks you till you're too weak to stand? Yeah, that's my situation right now. Crushing on the handsome Alex - who, by the way, doesn’t know I exist - has made me make VERY crazy life decisions, including seeking the help of an arrogant love doctor, and disguising myself as a man just to work with him in his new company. And now, the same stranger from the concert, shows up behind me whenever, and makes me feel things I shouldn’t feel - utterly dangerous and forbidden things until I now crave him. Did I also mention that I hate my new boss? Yeah, Maxwell Wellington is just so annoying, infuriating and insufferable, and it seems the feeling is mutual cause he hates me too.

Camilla Sanchez/ Rodriguez/ Luther believed her rebirth had finally granted her happiness: Married d to Sinclair Luther, cherished as his wife, and soon to be a mother. Together, they'd conquered enemies and built a love stronger than fate itself. But the past refuses to stay buried. Her grandfather, thought long dead, is found alive, and with him comes a revelation that shakes her to the core: Camilla is the lost daughter of a Crown Prince from a distant kingdom. (ummmm...) Now, Camilla must choose between two worlds: the life she has built with Sinclair, or the throne that demands her bloodline. But the path to the crown is paved with danger, betrayal, and risks that could cost not only her life, but the life of her unborn child. Will Camilla embrace her destiny as a princess? Or will fighting for the crown destroy the love she fought so hard to protect? Step into Book 2 of Rebirth: Swapped Bride to the Ruthless Cursed Billionaire and discover whether love can survive the weight of royalty.

(This is a love story disguised with abuse!) "Mia Lowder is just a waste!" "Mia Lowder is too vicious, she framed her sister and even hit her own mother." "A person like her should just get out of Falwood." At a banquet, everyone surrounded Mia Lowder, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and cursed her. Suddenly, the cold and ruthless Mr. Grant appeared, protecting her in his arms, "She is my wife, damn it! Anyone who dares to touch her, try it!" Four years ago, she became crippled because of him and left Falwood in despair. Four years later, she insists on marrying him. Everyone was waiting for Benjamin Grant to abandon her again, but no one knew that Mr. Grant had set a trap for a full four years, just so she could return to his side. Soon after, he spoiled Mia Lowder to the extreme, to the point of obsession. Only then did the people of Falwood realize that Mr. Grant was unwell, and pampered his wife recklessly!

It's true love when a man who lacks nothing claims to love you. Ugly and poor men are not necessarily more dependable than the tall, rich and handsome ones. The wealthy magnate Wang is as righteous as he is wicked, yet fundamentally he’s extraordinarily arrogant. The grassroots girl, Yan Xixi, accidentally stumbles into his world, one wants to cheat money, the other wants to cheat people, a series of hilarious misunderstandings, simply hysterical. This novel won the first prize in Tencent's original creation competition, originally named "Inconvenient to Live" and is one of the key online works supported by the China Writers Association.

He said: We can divorce. She said: No, I want to be your father's daughter-in-law! When all the dust settled, she finally managed to protect her entire family amidst the upheaval of changing dynasties. Princess Qin: Your Highness, can we divorce now? King Qin: Don't even think about it~! PS: Set in an alternate history of the Tang Dynasty~ [The talented and skilled fallen noble Miss VS the domineering King Qin who dotes on his daughter-in-law on his father's orders]

The first time Nan Wan saw this man, she knew he had a "sickness," and it was the terminal kind. Coincidentally, she did too. He needed a wife who could help stabilize his career, she needed a husband who could pull her out of hell. He had a criminal record, she had an ex-husband, just perfectly matched. ———— Originally, those disdainful looks gradually turned into envy. ———— One day, a piece of news spread about the beautiful woman of the past passing away, and all the evidence pointed to Mrs. Mu. Everyone speculated that this marriage would come to an end, and even Nan Wan thought so too. However, Mr. Mu said to her, “Wanwan, I need you.” So, the days in prison didn’t seem as unbearable as imagined.

He was an extremely wealthy CEO. His hobbies were clinging to his wife and pampering her to the extreme. One day, the bodyguard reported, "Sir, Madam went to chase her ex-fiancé!" "Sir, Madam confessed her love for her ex-fiancé on a global livestream!" "Change the photos and names to mine!" "Sir, Madam went to the hospital to have an abortion!" The incredibly handsome and wealthy man couldn't contain his anger. "Bring Madam back to me, and take good care of her! No, stop! I'm going to get her myself!" After marriage, Su Fu glared at her possessive husband. "Let's divorce; this life is unbearable!" Shangguan Ling smirked. "So what if it's unbearable? Whoever leaves, loses! I'll give you the property, our child, and myself! Wherever you go, I'll go too!"

She always knew there was a woman hidden in his heart, so when that woman appeared, she obediently withdrew. However, unexpectedly, he abandoned his 'beloved' and instead frequently invited her. "Mr. Fu, didn't you say there was a contract to discuss?" He pressed her against the cold wall, continuously approaching: "If you were a bit uglier, perhaps I would want to talk contracts and drink tea with you, but you're so beautiful, I only want to talk love with you." To him, Qiao Mo was like his most cherished treasure, and whenever others looked at her, he felt they were trying to steal her.

She is a lonely girl with both parents deceased and no one to rely on. He is the distinguished and prestigious President of the Saxon Clan, handsome like a deity. Because of a ridiculous childhood marriage, she married him. Before marriage, the two agreed on three rules: marry without love, affectionate in public, uninterfering in private. Yet unexpectedly, he sneaked into her room the next day. He shamelessly violated the agreement! She was angry, "Matthew Saxon, you are unreliable; I want a divorce!" He smirked, "Want a divorce? First, give me a little bun." Everyone knows the young master of the Saxon Family is nonchalant and heartless, but he pampers her to the extreme. "Young Master, Young Madam said the scenery at the university opposite is nice." "Buy it." "The view from the rooftop of the building next door is great." "Buy it." "The new director at Saxon Clan is also quite handsome." "...Fire him immediately!"