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Riley Styles is a cold, calculating billionaire, forged in the crucible of war and haunted by a childhood marred by the ruthless grip of loan sharks. In stark contrast, Stephanie Rogers is a gentle but fiercely determined young woman, resolutely fighting to shield her widowed mother from the very predatory empire that once tormented Riley's family. Their fates intertwine on a tempestuous night when Riley witnesses the brutal assault of loan sharks on Stephanie and her mother. With the instinct of a man who has dedicated his life to hunting down the monsters that shattered his past, he charges in, unleashing a fierce wrath that reverberates with his own pain. Grateful yet shaken, Stephanie finds herself face to face with a man who excels in weapons and warfare but lacks the warmth of human connection. Riley, taken aback by her quiet bravery, discovers that her spirit penetrates the icy walls he has built around his heart. As Riley immerses himself deeper in his mission to dismantle the country’s deadliest loan shark network, Stephanie becomes an unwitting target—one aimed at breaking him. The very woman he risked everything to save now hangs in the balance, and Riley must confront the haunting battle he has feared his entire life: the battle for his heart. Will he guard his emotions or fight for the love that could save them both?

In Liveria, a kingdom gilded in gold and loneliness, Princess Elsbeth moves like a shadow present, but never truly seen. Her life changes the moment a nameless black book slips into her hands, whispering of histories the world has tried to forget. The Eleventh Jester arrives in Liveria. Heir to a centuries-old curse, he wears laughter like a chain: an immortal fool who must speak only truth wrapped in riddles a joke or a mocking song, a son bearing the burden his mother could never escape. He cannot die yet each jest costs him something that feels very close to it. Two unseen souls, one hidden in silk, the other in bells, Cross paths.

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] Penelope Anderson, long past the age society deems “marriageable” and burdened by rumor, devotes herself to securing a perfect match for her younger sister after experiencing an unsuccessful courtship. Everything proceeds as planned until Lord Anthony Ravenport, a notorious rake she once met under scandalous circumstances, becomes her sister’s most promising suitor. Though Penelope knows he is dangerously unsuitable, his status makes him impossible to refuse. As tensions rise, so does an undeniable attraction between Penelope and Anthony, one that threatens to ruin not only her sister’s future, but the fragile reputation of their entire family. *** “Why do you despise me so much that you consider everything I do unworthy of your blessings!” he demanded, eyes bright with frustration and restrained fury. “Because you are unworthy of one!” she yelled back, her gaze holding the same frustration as his. “You’re unworthy to be a husband, unworthy of my sister, unworthy of love, unworthy of everything! Your presence is only making things worse for Franseca,” “And your presence isn’t?!” he spat back, his composure gradually dwindling as seconds passed. “Just because you think you’re better off unmarried doesn’t make her one. She shows interest in me as much as I do her!” “Oh, is that so?” She countered, mockery and disbelief laced in her tone. “I know men like you. And men like you thrive on pity and selfishness, believing women to be nothing else but breeders and assets! How dare you speak of interest when all you think of is what benefit my sister possesses!” “I know women like you,” he retorted, keeping his voice likewise. “Women whose conclusions are based on personal grudges. Women who are blinded by rage, envy, and jealousy, disguised under safety. Women whose hearts are hardened by grief and sorrow, and all they can think of is affecting other people’s lives!” “How dare you,” Penelope seethed, expression cold in fury and her gaze heated in cold rage. No one has ever talked to her the way he did, and it annoyed her to such an extent that she could barely recognize herself anymore. “Oh, are you pained?” he demanded, mockery plastered in his expression. They were so close, so improperly close that breath fanned against each other, eyes brightened in rage, chest rising and falling from such pressure. “You are… insufferable!” She spat. “And you’re… aggravating!” he returned, hot breath matching hers, as their chest rose and fell in exasperation. For a moment, the world revolved around heated glares and venomous expressions. Finally, those pair of grey eyes left the storm of dark-brown ones, descending on her lips that were only an inch away. Sensing his diverted attention, her breath stuttered in response, eyes descending against those inviting red lips. Her heart raced wildly, breath puffing furiously as she swallowed the lump down her throat, unconsciously wetting her lips. “S-Stay away… from my sister,” She said, words barely above a whisper. Her heart raced, echoing in her ears, causing her to feel dizzy. His eyes darkened. “You’ll be the end of me,” he whispered back, almost like a plea. And in the blink of an eye, his lips crashed against hers. *** PS: BASED ON HISTORICAL SETTINGS AND TIMELINE. #Slowburnromance #enemiestolovers A/N: There will be slow updates for now, until I conclude “Surrendered To The Lord Of Sin”. Although this is my entry for WSA 2026. Thank you for trying this out!

On her eighteenth birthday, Aria Hale finally feels her wolf stir… just in time to attend the mating ceremony where the Moon Goddess will reveal her destined mate.She has spent her whole life as the pack’s weakest link – her wolf sealed, her power mocked, her future uncertain. But one touch will change everything.When her eyes meet those of Liam Blackwood, the cruel, golden future Alpha of Nightfall Pack, the bond snaps into place. He is her fated mate. Her miracle. Her salvation.And he rejects her on the spot.Humiliated, heartbroken, and banished, Aria thinks her story ends there… until a black car stops on the edge of the territory and the man inside offers her a choice.Damien Blackwood. Liam’s older brother. Cold. Untouchable. A billionaire who left the pack years ago—and the only wolf Liam has ever feared.“Come with me,” Damien says. “I’ll give you a home, protection… and a chance to become strong enough that they will all kneel.”Under his roof, Aria’s “weak” wolf begins to awaken. Dark secrets unravel. And the truth emerges: she is not just any wolf. She is a hidden Omega Queen.When danger threatens the pack that rejected her, Liam comes crawling back, begging for a second chance.But Aria is no longer the powerless girl he threw away.She must choose: the mate who broke her, or the brother who rebuilt her—and the throne the Moon Goddess always meant for her to claim.

{MATURE. DARK ROMANCE, MAFIA, YOU KNOW WHAT TO EXPECT IN MAFIA! BLOOD, GORE, ASSUALT. THE ROMANCE ISN'T DARK BUT THE THEME IS DARK. BE WARNED!} His hand pressed flat against the door before I could pull it open, and the warmth of him at my back made every nerve in my body go completely still. "You are the mother of my child and you belong to me," he murmured against my ear, his voice so quiet that made me shiver, "and every breath you take on this island exists because I allow it." His hand moved from the door to my jaw, tilting my face up toward his with a gentleness that made me gulp. "So tell me, my beautiful wife — where exactly do you think you're going?" I had no answer and a knowing smile pulled on his lips. *** Elsie Miller’s simple life unravels the moment she discovers she is pregnant with no memory of how it happened. In a small town where reputation is worth more than truth, her parents choose to erase the scandal the only way they know how—by selling her to a man old enough to be her grandfather to settle a crushing debt she never knew they had. She had accepted her fate and was ready to endure the wedding, but before the vows could be spoken, the church doors burst open and Salvatore Vitale—the most feared Mafia Lord in the underworld, known only as The Saint—strode in, put a bullet in her groom’s head without breaking his stride, and told the priest to continue the ceremony. Then his dark eyes found hers across the blood-soaked aisle, and he spoke the words that rewrote her entire future. "I’ve been searching for you. Mother of my child." Taken to Salvatore’s private island, Elsie is thrust into a brutal empire built on blood oaths and ruthless power. To his enemies, The Saint is a whispered legend. To his empire, he is untouchable. But to Elsie, he is the stranger tied to a night she cannot remember, the father of her unborn child, and the dangerously possessive man who has claimed her as his own. Surrounded by those who see her as unworthy and a discarded fiancée who will stop at nothing to reclaim what she believes is rightfully hers, Elsie quickly learns that mercy does not exist in Salvatore’s world. Power is law, loyalty is enforced, and weakness is hunted without hesitation. force marriage Possessive mmc Captivity Pregnancy

When the apocalypse began, Sara Harper should have been terrified. Instead, she felt alive. For years, she had been trapped in a life she hated—working, sleeping, and repeating the same routine until every day felt exactly the same. Then the world ended. The infected flooded the streets. Cities fell. Governments crumbled. Humanity was pushed to the brink of extinction. And for the first time, Sara felt free. Traveling through a broken world with a small group of survivors, Sara discovers friendship, danger, and an unexpected connection with a mysterious man who seems to know more about the outbreak than he's willing to admit. But as the infected grow stronger and terrifying secrets come to light, survival becomes about more than staying alive. Because sometimes the real monsters aren't the ones hunting outside. As the world descends deeper into chaos, Sara must decide what she's willing to fight for... and what she's willing to lose. The world ended. Her story was just beginning.

A modern royal setting, the male lead has a leg disability. Five years ago, their statuses were worlds apart. He was the Prince of a nation and she was a commoner; they were fated to end in divorce. When others mocked her for marrying a cripple, she would only give a faint smile. When they divorced, he gripped her chin and demanded, "Am I..." Five years later, they met again. The next day, he came with money to pester her relentlessly.

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.

“Su Xiaomeng, about that night—” One sentence from Yin Shixiu and her world tilts. He’s her best friend’s thirty-two-year-old uncle, a man whose name opens every door in the city, and the last person she wants to tangle with. “Uncle, look—you weren’t thinking straight and I was blackout drunk. Let’s just pretend it never happened, okay?” “…Fine.” Three months later he discovers—via an excited niece—that Su Xiaomeng is pregnant. “The moment the baby’s born, you let me leave. No more hounding me!” “…Fine.” He signs the marriage contract she writes herself. “Uncle, I need spicy hot pot at midnight…” “…Fine.” He’s out the door in the snow, gathering ingredients until his fingers turn blue. “Uncle, I’m scared. He’s kicking so hard—it hurts…” “Alright, alright—no more babies after this.” On the eve of delivery, he strokes her back, whispering promises until her breathing steadies.

For money, Jin Jumo "signed" herself to the business tycoon Rong Mochen, for a period of one year. Upon their first meeting, the man's voice was icy, "I like women who keep their place, understand?" "Yes." Jin Jumo nodded lightly. So, Jin Jumo always adhered to her place, tightly locking her heart away, never crossing the line. If there was anything in her relationship with Rong Mochen that Jin Jumo hadn't anticipated, it would be... --- "Mr. Rong, our contract expired a week ago." Jin Jumo lightly curved her lips, giving a smile that didn't reach her eyes as she looked at the man in front of her. "So?" "So, Mr. Rong, are you playing rogue now?" Jin Jumo gritted her teeth. "Hmm..." Rong Mochen frowned, leisurely raising his head to look at Jin Jumo, "Is my daughter behaving well in your belly?" "It's not even two months, how do you know it's definitely a daughter..." Wait... Jin Jumo's eyes widened in terror, she hadn't told him she was pregnant... Rumor had it, a car accident targeting Z City tycoon Rong Mochen resulted in the death of a seven-month-pregnant woman. Rumor had it, after the accident, the Rong Family's president underwent a drastic change, becoming ruthless and fierce from being coldly indifferent. Rumor had it, the person killed in the accident was the person closest to Rong Mochen's heart. --- Four years later. "Brother, do we really need to find a new boyfriend for Mommy?" The little bun bit his chubby fingers, looking at the little boy beside him who was slightly taller. "Yes." The boy squinted, his gaze coldly fixed on the televised global sensation of the Rong Family's president's luxurious engagement ceremony. "But didn't Brother say that the old man named Rong is our real dad?" Jin Jumo, who had just stepped into the house, was nearly collapsing inside. How did the two little guys know Rong Mochen was...

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]

She schemed to have Brandan marry her, and the price was being overpowered! Iris Harris was overwhelmed and, for the sake of her own life, presented a divorce agreement. Who would have thought she'd be pinned against the wall in the blink of an eye? "What are you trying to do..." she asked in panic. "Do you admit it?" "Yes..." "Do you still dare to divorce?" Iris Harris, tears welling up: "I don't dare!"

"Titus Zane, since you've done it, you have to bear the consequences!" At the engagement banquet of childhood sweethearts, Titus Zane is drunk. Sitting on the fourth-floor viewing platform, watching the man approaching step by step, she says, Nathan Moore, let's make a deal. If I jump from here and don't die, then let me go... Fine, his emotionless response was a single word, displaying his ruthlessness. Titus Zane smiled, the curve of her lips beautifully tragic and dazzling, slowly spreading her arms, her body leaning backward, leaving only an empty wine glass and a woman's shoe on the platform. Later, someone tells Titus Zane that the mother she trusted most was not her biological mother but a mistress who usurped the position, and the murderer of her biological mother... When the secret is revealed, Titus Zane discovers that her mother's kindness was merely a ploy to obtain her healthy heart... Note: The main characters in this story are emotionally and physically pure. It's a story of torment followed by love, feel free to dive in.

Trapped in the unspoken rules, eaten up by the devious boss, he can't stop, and is addicted to tangling with her. Between them, one swears never to yield, and the other insists on conquering. Asher Land swears, his biggest goal in this life is to transform Sophie Smith, the fierce little wild cat with sharp claws, into an obedient pet cat!

[The pampering story has ended] For a hundred million, he bought her. "From today onward, you're mine, in body and soul." The man held her, declaring dominantly like an emperor. ... ... Lucas Walker: Xiaoye, you are the rib that God took out of me. Xiaoye: I spit, it is you who is the rib, your whole family is the rib. Baby A: Mommy, is a rib the same as a spare rib? Baby B: I like sweet and sour flavor.

The handsome, noble, cold, and ruthless family heir Ignatius Leclair took a liking to the fostered girl Delphine Carter in his home. From then on, the aloof man transformed into a loyal companion, taking care of children, cooking... The entire aristocratic circle was utterly shocked, with everyone envying. Delphine Carter smiled serenely: cunning, energetic, vengeful, a different persona by day and night. [Reading Tips: 1V1, both protagonists are pure, sweet story, the heroine is beautiful.]

Somewhere between death and memory, she was remade. Pulled from the ashes of a failed expedition, a nameless girl wakes in a place called Solmere Bastion — an alchemical refuge built for the broken and forgotten. With no past but the relic she clutches, she is reborn as Ravine — a name given, not remembered. But the Dead Zone does not let go so easily. Whispers linger. Dreams unravel. The relic she carries is no ordinary pendant — it's a Matron’s Bloom; a sacred object passed only to those meant to carry on a bloodline... or a burden. As Ravine walks the rain-soaked halls of the Bastion, haunted by names that might have once been hers, she must uncover not just who she was — but who she is becoming. Because in this world, alchemy gives nothing for free. To live again is to owe something. And the Gate always comes to collect. Aporia is a slow-burn fantasy of identity, grief, and quiet magic — perfect for fans of lyrical prose, introspective journeys, and stories that linger long after the last page.

One night of spring breeze, stirring the white window screen fluttering in the air.\n\nOnly a nightstand lamp is on in the room.\n\nThe light is a soft, dim yellow.\n\n......

"If I was fated to repeat each life with you just to watch you perish, I would choose to put an end to this vicious cycle this time. Let me change your destiny for once and let me destroy the world which has been harming us, even if it meant perishing with the world forever.", Phoenix. What happens when Ivy's sleep disorders issues were a result of her repeated life with Phoenix in her paracosm whom she was protecting but wants to protect her this time round? What happens when in the real world, Phoenix was destined to meet her as Jason who protected her till the end even when they had to face death just to keep her alive? Will Ivy accept all that she had asked for with such a high stack of price to pay?

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!"