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(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.

“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.

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......

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.

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.

In a small town where responsibilities are heavier than dreams, Ananya has learned to stay silent. Brilliant in studies and devoted to her family, she hides a secret deep within her heart — a burning desire to become a singer. Music is her escape, her comfort, her unspoken truth. But with her family struggling financially, she believes her dream is nothing more than a luxury she cannot afford. Every evening, she swallows her words and chooses silence over desire. Until one day, a mysterious voice drifting through the twilight air changes everything. Drawn toward a melody that feels strangely familiar, Ananya takes a step she never dared to before. Will she finally find the courage to give her dreams a voice? Or will silence remain her only companion?

He saved her from one monster to become her own. Bought at a Yakuza auction, Nicole’s innocence was a currency for cruel men. Until Kenji Soma took her. For six years, he was her ghost, her captor, her obsession. Now, the ruthless billionaire heir has come to collect. His price? Her absolute submission—in his boardroom and in his bed. He’ll use her body as his canvas for pleasure and pain, teaching her that the line between hatred and need is the thinnest of all. To survive the war raging around them, she must surrender to the one man who promises to ruin her in the most exquisite ways.

She was sold to the man who wants her dead. Princess Liora Ashenbane wakes up in a golden cage, drugged, betrayed, and handed over to the Alpha King of the werewolves. Thessian Nightfang believes she murdered his mate and slaughtered his people. The evidence shows her face. The punishment is death. She has three weeks until the full moon to prove she’s innocent. Three weeks to survive his hatred. Three weeks to uncover the truth. Three weeks before the Alpha King rips her throat out. But the massacre wasn’t what it seemed, and Liora is the key to a conspiracy that could destroy both humans and werewolves. Enemies to lovers. Weak to strong. Golden cage. Alpha King with a broken heart. She falls for the man who swore to kill her. This is very dark.

Ashriti's POV He lies beautifully. And I let him. I knew he didn't love me. He loved my money. My power. What I could give him. But he stayed. And that was enough. I ignored the cheating. I defended the lies. I paid for the damage. Because being used by him felt better than being without him. They said he was poison. They didn't know I was addicted. And then- he was gone. No warning. No goodbye. Just silence where his voice used to live. I'm still standing in that silence. Still waiting for him to come back and tell me this is just another one of his cruel jokes.

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?”

Kimberly Juliette Theodore, the daughter of a Viscount, and Rafael Alexander Grady, the son of the Duke, have been inseparable friends since childhood. Over the years, their bond deepened into love that neither could deny. Rafael vowed to love Kimberly forever but fate had other plans. When Kimberly hears the shocking news that Rafael has married Princess Charlotte Celestine Octavia, daughter of a powerful foreign kingdom, Kimberly heart shattered. Rafael feelings for Charlotte are nothing but duty. To keep Kimberly close, he makes her as a mistress. But Kimberly must ask herself: Can love survive when it exists only as a mistress? Will she remain by Rafael side, bound by passion and loyalty, or will she summon the courage to walk away from a man who is married to another? In world of power, duty, and forbidden desire, love is tested, and hearts must choose between loyalty and freedom.

Fractured Grace “He didn’t save me because he loved me. He saved me because I’m the only one who can unlock his father’s blood-soaked legacy.” Jessy Hamdy woke up in a world of silence. After a devastating hit-and-run, her memories are fragments and her body is shattered. At her bedside stands Yuri Volkov—a man with ice in his veins and the shadow of a billion-dollar empire at his back. He calls himself her protector. He calls the mansion her home. But the golden cage has bars made of titanium. Jessy soon discovers she isn't just a victim; she is the Phoenix Protocol. Her father—a man she once loved—mapped a digital ledger of every murder, bribe, and betrayal into her very biology. She is a living biometric key, and Yuri is the hunter who finally caught his prize. As the lines between captor and savior blur, Jessy must navigate a high-stakes game of psychological warfare. In a world where her mother is a silent partner in her betrayal and her father is a ghost seeking a payout, Jessy has to decide: Will she be the key that opens the door to Yuri’s dark desires, or will she be the fire that burns the Volkov empire to the ground? Why read this? Enemies to Lovers: From a hospital bed to a high-stakes power struggle. Tech-Thriller Twist: A dark romance where data is more valuable than gold. Strong Heroine: Watch Jessy evolve from a "broken asset" to the woman who holds the world's secrets. The Ultimate Subversion: An ending you will never see coming.

After being forced into an arranged marriage to save her father from going to jail due to bankruptcy and being neglected by her husband, she falls in love with her husbands brother instead. What disasters will this their forbidden love bring?

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!Ahmet's laughter was like a slap in the face. "You think you're in a position to negotiate with me?" he sneered. "I don't think so, Asli. You'll do what I say, or suffer the consequences. Do you want more time to outsmart me? No.” She could play his game. She certainly could do that before she finally killed him. A mischievous grin formed on her lips. "What would you gain from sleeping with me?" she asked, trying to keep her tone neutral. "You're not exactly known for your romantic conquests. And we're rivals, not to mention the fact that our families would kill us if they found out." She paused, her eyes narrowing. "So, what's the real motive here? What could you possibly gain from this?" There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, Asli wondered if she had caught him off guard. But then, Ahmet's smooth voice came back, dripping with confidence. "I’m glad to know you are well-informed about my romantic conquests. Let's just say, Asli, that I have my reasons. And as for what I'd gain… well, that's for me to know and you to find out." His tone sent a shiver down her spine, and she knew she had to tread carefully. She wasn’t going to win this against him. “Show me what proof you have and I will give in to your demands.” With that, she hung up the call, feeling a small sense of satisfaction at being the one to end the conversation this time. She was the only woman in the male-dominated Mafia world. Did he think he could subdue her so easily?

#PossessiveAlpha #SharpTonguedOmega #RoyalCourt #EnemiesToLovers #SlowBurn #ABO #Mpreg #EliteGuards #KnifeDuke #ScandalRomance #DepartmentOfSpite The Emperor’s bloodhound knows only how to hunt and he’s found a very interesting new prey. Gregoris Frasner doesn’t do polite conversation or slow dances. He doesn’t charm at banquets or linger for court gossip. He kills when ordered, tracks threats no one else can see, and sleeps better when his hands are stained with something real. His loyalty belongs to the Emperor and his Consort. Everything else is temporary. Until Rafael Rosenroth. Rafael was supposed to stay out of this. He’d spent years avoiding his mother’s arranged marriages, carefully balancing court expectations with just enough distance to be safe. But after one too many incidents, he was drafted into Gabriel’s infamous “Department of Spite,” where diplomacy is sharp, everything is weaponized, and affection is more dangerous than betrayal. But fate and Alexandra pushed him right into the depths of hell. What began as a joke turned into an obsessive alpha and an omega who wants nothing to do with him. Books order: Bound by the Mark of Lies (BL) Shadow Unit Scandal: The Commander’s Omega

Sold in a secret underground auction to the highest bidder, Jade Anderson braces herself to be claimed by a man twice her age, until a single, earth-shattering bid slices through the room and silences every voice. Purchased for a price no one dares to challenge, she is delivered not to a faceless buyer, but to the most feared man in the criminal underworld, a ruler whose empire is built on blood, secrets, and absolute control. Escape was plausible, but why would she run off now that she was under the same roof as the man who killed her father?

WARNING: DARK ROMANCE "Who knew that something so beautiful could come out of filth like Edmund?" He says, as he runs the backs of his fingers up and down my bare skin. Goosebumps spring up immediately. "Who would have imagined," he says slowly, savoring every word, "that something so exquisite could be born from a man as vile as your father." His eyes trace me with deliberate leisure, stripping, measuring. I felt skinned under his gaze. "A rapist," he continues lightly, as if reciting lines from a book. "A butcher of children. A coward who kills pregnant women and plunges his weapon into a friend's back." He stepped closer. Too close. "And yet," he murmurs, voice dropping, "he left this behind." His smile sharpened. I can't move. I can't breathe. "You should be grateful," he goes on, almost kindly. "If you had been born uglier, I would have killed you like the rest." A pause, then his hands on my cheek, gentle. "But beauty like yours," he adds, eyes darkening, "is worth breaking slowly." * What is worse than being rejected once? Being rejected two more times. Xira Valeen is a defective wolf who never thought she would get a mate. So when she is mated by one who only wants her for her birthright while his brother only wants her because she rises an uncontrollable hunger in him, she is doubtful. Then they reject her, she accepts quietly. Their enemy steps up and claims her as a mate just to use her against her former mates then he also rejects her. Three times she is rejected. Shunned and alone, Xira disappears and when she returns all three Alphas kneel before her, begging for forgiveness and swearing that they want and love only her. Hardened by their betrayal, she ignores them and joins the Mating Hunt, intent on finding the mate who can save her... However, the Moon goddess sure has a cruel sense of humor, or can this time be different?

Calista, an elf, has the power to see the future. Good or bad, she sees it all. Animals, insect, plants, or people, her power operates to everything no matter who they are. Or what they are. Even to this rock... All her life, she never dared to interfere the so called fate. If death comes so be it. If misfortune is in the way, don't worry, they can get through it. Accident? Nahh... pain tolerance is a must. Typhoon, Catastrophe, Ruins... Hah. That's fine... wait, what? Yeah, she never dared to interfere. Because what's bound to happen must happen. It is fate... Until the day she gazed into the eyes of death itself. Where wars unravel. Death after death. Blood flowd without end. Destruction stretch with no boundaries. Kingdoms fall. Races fell. Everything will be in utter ruins. And she refused to let it happen. Not in her lifetime. Not in this season. Nor ever. "Stand by and watch? No way. I will change it no matter what. Try to stop me? Hah. Take me down first..."

Every breath is a different shade of ink. Life is a raw, unfiltered journey through the full spectrum of the human heart. Within these pages, Jennifer Ali gives a voice to the silent chaos we carry inside—from the radiant warmth of love and the sharp sting of hate to the burning heat of frustration. Whether you are navigating the storm of anger, the heavy fog of neutrality, or the quiet ache of longing, this collection proves that no emotion is too small to be felt or too loud to be heard. It is an honest celebration of the beautiful, messy, and complicated feelings that make us human. Inside, you will find yourself.