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Lilian Aeren Vale, daughter of the disgraced House of Vale, has known nothing but ruin. After her father's execution for a crime she believes he never committed, and the destruction of her home, she is forced to live under her uncle's roof, where she is treated as a burden, and a reminder of the shame no one wishes to claim. But when the Northern Duke threatens to ignite a civil war along the southern borders, the crown offers Lilian as tribute to secure peace between both borders. Her fate is sealed; she must become the wife of the very House that condemned her father to death. Two souls shaped by opposing truth, bound together by a political marriage meant to prevent bloodshed. As old wounds collide with buried secrets, Lilian and the Duke must unlearn a lifetime of hatred and uncover the truth hidden beneath generations of lies, betrayal and manipulation. Their marriage may save a kingdom… But only the truth can save them from each other.

#DarkRomance #PossessiveAlpha #FeistyOmega #RoyalCourt #SlowBurnBond #Mpreg #ABO #Yaoi #Collar #Dominant The Mad King of Saha stands seven-foot-three, ruling a sleek modern empire with a reputation for brilliance and madness. He lost one mate to his brother-in-arms and swore never again. Then a wedding, a poisoned glass… and Christopher Malek. A sharp-tongued stand-in server who thinks he saves a king but only blows his own cover: he’s a dominant omega, unmarked and unbonded. Will a mad king and a hidden omega bend toward each other… or will the court tear them apart before a bond can even form? Order of Books: [BL] Reborn as the Empire’s Most Desired Omega Caught by the Mad Alpha King

Enemies to Lovers? You are at the right place! Liam Von Sylvyran: He is the third prince of the kingdom of Solaryn. He is also the youngest of all siblings. Though he is blessed with magic power, he cannot control this magic power. He has always been humiliated for this flaw and has always been compared with his older siblings. So he has a hunger to prove himself. He is the commander of the royal imperial army of Solaryn. He is one of the best fighters on the continent. It is also notable that he is incredibly intelligent, quick-witted, and has extraordinary beauty. Kian Eryx: He is the commander of Oblivara's imperial army. There is a quote that says that he is blessed by magic itself. He is one of the greatest magic wielders in the three realms. He is the definition of perfection. He has breathtakingly good looks, is incredibly smart, observant, and has extraordinary reflexes. He places top among the best fighters on the continent. There is nothing that he lacks aside from a heart. *** 100+Power Stones= 1 Chapter [Bonus Per week] 50+Golden Tickets= 1 Chapter [Bonus Per month] Super Gift= [Fan's requested chapters]

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.

Nico tightened the belt around my neck and forced my head up as he leaned over my body, his lips brushing against my ear. "If you let go, I won't let you come. Do you understand?" Good God, no. He pulled the belt back further, and I almost gagged from the pressure around my throat. "I asked, do you understand? "Yes... sir," I whispered, my voice barely audible. One hard jab, and he was inside me. If it weren't for the belt around my throat, I would have screamed. Being unable to make a sound forced me to endure the pleasure in silence, which only intensified everything I was feeling. He was supposed to ha‍te‌ her. She was nev‌er meant to want him. A forbidden fire burns between them, and Lila Falcone finds herself completely subjugated by Nico the twin brother of her beloved Nikolai, who controls her body, her choices, and her destiny. Lila once thought she understood love. Until six months ago, Nikolai death dragged her into a brutal underworld ruled by power and bloodshed. Now, she is imprisoned by his twin brother Nico, a vengeful man who blames everything on her. However, desire blurs the lines between cruelty and obsession, turning imprisonment into a sweet fruit, the initial punishment slowly twisting into a forbidden, inescapable bond. Faced with his every command, every stolen breath, every moment of intimacy, Lila gradually understands that survival might require submission, but submission to him could lead to her utter destruction. Where betrayal breeds, can love still exist? Or, before the truth is revealed, will their forbidden passion utterly destroy them? Forbidden Fire is a dark gangster romance novel that tells a story of obsession, revenge, and a love that should never have existed.

What if all men were rough? In world where woman get treated like shit, Richard is a misogynist living in a mysogynistic world. He hates woman, will he change?

“Oh my god! The prince sent an invitation for the upcoming royal ball!” Eleanor exclaimed, her voice trembling with excitement as she waved the golden-sealed letter in her hand. “The royal ball!?” Anna and Cindy squealed, nearly toppling over their chair in delight. “Shh! We don’t want Ella to hear about this,” Eleanor hissed, glancing nervously over her shoulder. And there she was, Ella, standing by the doorway with her eyes gleaming, ready to pounce on anyone in sight. “Did someone say balls?” Ella grinned widely, her smile wide enough to make her mother and sister flinch. “No, no—it’s a royal ball, a ball. It’s where people… dance,” Eleanor stammered, her voice faltering. “Well, then,” Ella said, her grin stretching further, “there’s going to be a lot of balls there.” And with that, Ella darted to her room, already rummaging through her drawers. Ella wasn’t just dreaming of going to the royal ball— she dreams of every ball. In a kingdom obsessed with beauty and perfection, Ella, long ridiculed as the “ugly half-sister,” has spent her life in the shadows of her graceful and adored sisters. However, Ella never allowed mockery to pierce her strange, unbothered world. She focused on the hobby that kept growing—collecting balls and other round-shaped items. When the royal family announced the grand ball to find a bride for their prince, Eleanor’s heart sank. She feared Ella’s oddities might bring embarrassment to their family. Desperate to uphold their name, Eleanor resolved to turn her awkward daughter into a refined young lady, no matter how severe the training. “Posture, Ella! You’re not a hunchbacked scarecrow!” “Smile softly, not like you’re about to eat someone!” But despite Eleanor’s strict lessons, Ella’s wild grin never faded. It only sharpened. When the night of the royal ball finally arrived, the palace glimmered under crystal chandeliers. The prince stood poised, the very image of perfection, until the grand doors opened. Ella entered, her gown shimmering with hundreds of tiny glass spheres sewn into the fabric, catching every flicker of light. The room fell silent as a faint, musical clinking echoed with each step she took. The prince turned, his flawless gaze locking with hers. Ella smiled, leaning close enough for only him to hear. “I’ve always loved balls,” she whispered. The prince’s lips parted slightly, his polished smile faltering as if he wasn’t quite sure what he was looking at. Ella tilted her head, her grin fierce and unrestrained. Then, the grand doors opened again. Gasps rippled through the crowd like a wave breaking on marble. With that, a mysterious woman in a simpler dress entered.

I married him to save my family. I lost myself instead. Georgia Steele was raised to believe that marriage was duty, sacrifice, and obedience. When her father’s empire begins to crumble, she is offered as a solution to a powerful older man who promises security in exchange for her future. At first, her new life is gilded and controlled, beautiful on the surface and suffocating beneath it. Then another man appears. Charming, attentive, and seemingly everything her husband is not, he offers her escape and love. She follows him willingly, believing she has chosen freedom. She is wrong. What begins as rescue becomes captivity. What feels like devotion turns into domination. Georgia is isolated inside a vast mansion where her memories are questioned, her movements monitored, and her sanity slowly dismantled. When she resists, she is medicated. When she speaks, she is silenced. When she tries to escape, the world is taught to believe she is unstable. Locked beneath the house in a hidden cellar, Georgia is erased from existence while her captor builds a new life above her. As months turn into years, Georgia survives through pain, hallucination, and rage. Another woman is brought into the house, then another, each one unknowingly stepping into the same trap. In the darkness below, Georgia’s mind fractures, hardens, and evolves. What is buried does not stay silent forever. This is a story of psychological imprisonment, gaslighting, female suffering, and the terrifying resilience of a woman pushed beyond her breaking point. It is not a love story. It is a descent, a haunting, and ultimately, a reckoning. When the truth finally surfaces, it will not come gently. Some houses are built to destroy women. Others are meant to burn.

The night a strange light swallowed her, Wei Lian opened her eyes in an ancient world— in the body of a widow surrounded by chaos. But the real shock? Her three young daughters also transmigrated… straight into the bodies of the widow’s three silly sisters-in-law! Just as Wei Lian tries to escape with her girls, fate throws her another nightmare: Her daughters’ real father— the cold, arrogant CEO she once slept with— also transmigrates into this era… and finds her. With fire in his eyes, he points at the three grown sisters-in-law calling him “Father” and demands: “You stole my children in the future. Repay me for the sperm in this life.” Now stuck with an angry man, three magical daughters, and a chaotic ancient village, Wei Lian can only scream inside: “Heaven, can’t you transmigrate someone ELSE?!”

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?

Smells of sweet fragrance. It's probably of another flower. Rose or Honeysuckle. Gentle winds blow and the flower snaps off its stem. "I thought you would love this flower. It used to be your favourite." Rose... It's so red "Kira... I'm so glad you woke up... I... I... couldn't live without you." I want to slip off everything "I even brought you your favourite snacks." Why did you hold me. I thought you understood me. I... I... The flower rolls down the hill. Why did it snap so easily. It was so fresh and healthy. It had just ... Bloomed. "W-who are y-you?"

Seraphina Vale was burned alive for a crime she did not commit. Betrayed by the people she healed and condemned by the man she trusted, she was tied to a pyre and left to die. But fire did not kill her—it awakened an ancient power buried in her blood. Years later, the kingdom trembles at the name Ash Witch. Now king, the same man who signed her death order must face the truth: the woman he destroyed is alive… and bound to him by fate. Vengeance, forbidden love, and fire collide in a world where ashes do not forget.

Marcus and Zara had been dating since she was sixteen, and almost a year had been spent having him by her side. He happened to be the billionaire’s heir. She was sure they would be mates, destined after all. But her boyfriend had found his mate, and it wasn’t her. A ruthless, super-rich Alpha Kane Sterling descended upon Zara's pack and found his destined mate there.

Summer’s marriage to Gideon had been nothing short of a fairytale. Their days were filled with joy and peace until one incident ruined everything completely. The man she loved the most accused her of cheating. ======= “Who is the father of the child?” Gideon thundered, squeezing her shoulders. His crushing grip made her wince in pain and fear. “It’s yours. Why won’t you believe me?” “I wanted to. But these reports tell different story.” He threw the paternity test reports at her. “Hope is not my child?” The ground shattering revelation rattled Summer. She tried everything to save this marriage, but it didn’t turn well. Hidden conspiracy and betrayal tore her world apart, costing her everything, including her own life. The moment she thought it was over, she found herself gone back in time. She had been reborn. Armed with the knowledge of what was to come, she vowed to protect herself and her family. ====== “Since I’ve been given a second chance, I’ll not let the history to repeat.” She thought she would stay far away from Gideon, but fate had other plans. He appeared in front of her again six years later. This time, he didn’t want to kill her. He wanted to trap her, torment her, and own her. Would Summer let him ruin her again? Would she be able to change her fate this time? “In this life, you can never escape me,” Gideon hissed. Summer looked into his eyes coldly. “We ended things six years ago. I’ll never let you crawl back into my life again.” Pinching her chin, he declared, “No one can stop me from reclaiming you, not even you.”

#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

“Love between a maid and her master isn’t possible, Your Highness!” I said nervously. But he wouldn’t listen. He smirked, pulled my waist closer to him, then bent down and pressed his lips against mine. My eyes widened in horror. “W-what are you doing, Your Highness? This is forbidden!” I trembled. He chuckled softly and lifted my chin. “It would be more forbidden,” he whispered, “if I kiss you and you don’t respond.”

Anshu Agrawal is 22 and already feels like someone who stayed alive by mistake. She remembers things that never happened to her — deaths she didn’t die, love she never lived, promises made by people who don’t recognize her. Every time she tries to understand herself, the future shifts slightly, like reality correcting an error. There is something following her. Not a monster. Not a god. Tomorrow. An intelligence that does not exist in time, but governs it. Tomorrow believes Anshu is a contradiction — a human shaped by a memory that should have vanished before she was born. As timelines fracture and forgotten versions of herself bleed into the present, Anshu is forced to face the most terrifying truth of all: She was never meant to survive. She survived because someone chose her over the future. And that choice broke everything.

UPDATES DAILY (for now) Ten years after a global societal collapse due to an undisclosed and poorly understood “accident”, Athena finds herself staring down the barrel of a fifty caliber sniper rifle, wielded by an out of place woman in a yellow sundress who is defending her claim over a broken vending machine. As Athena and her three brothers, Benny, Cal, and Jules continue to scrape out a meager existence in the wreckage of an urban wasteland, they happen across the stranger in the sundress again. And again. And again. Each time, she specifically antagonizes Athena without relent, pushing her to the point of genuine burning hatred. When the stranger, Katie, finally approaches the four of them with a scheme that is certain to be mutually beneficial, Athena is faced with a painstaking opportunity to best further her one and only goal in life: keeping her brothers alive. To that end, Athena will stop at nothing, not even if it means working with someone she despises. Or dealing with Katie’s sailor-mouthed, explosive-obsessed, junkrat twelve year old sister, Bumblebee. In order to survive the perils of the urban wasteland and carve out a better existence for themselves, the six must join forces and face the worst that the apocalypse has to throw at them. Whether they live or die depends entirely on their ability to coordinate their survival against the conditions, environment, resource scarcity, and the infernal heat of summer. Not to mention, the monsters that hunt when the acid rain falls. CHANNEL 87 deals with sensitive subjects such as violence, gore, suicidality, starvation, cannibalism, infectious disease, death, and human cruelty.

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+]

At Crescent Moon University, hierarchy is everything. Alphas rule. Omegas serve. And Isla Monroe—the scholarship student with scars on her wrists and silence in her eyes—knows exactly where she stands. When the mate bond snaps into place during the Fall Equinox Ball, linking her to Daemon Blackthorn, the Alpha heir every she-wolf dreams of claiming, Isla thinks fate has finally given her something beautiful. Until he looks at her with disgust and says the words that shatter her: "I, Daemon Blackthorn, reject you as my mate." Humiliated before the entire campus, Isla does what she's always done—survives. She buries the bond's pain, throws herself into her studies, and tries to become invisible again. But Daemon can't stop watching her. Can't stop noticing how she never breaks, how her intelligence outshines his elite classmates, how the "weak Omega" has a spine of steel. When Isla's true identity is revealed—the lost Silvermoon Alpha heir, hidden for her protection after her pack's massacre—everything changes. Suddenly, she's not the broken scholarship student. She's the most powerful unmated she-wolf in the territory, and Daemon's rejection looks like the biggest mistake of his life. Now he'll do anything to win her back. But Isla has spent months rebuilding herself without him, and she's discovered something crucial: she doesn't need a mate to be whole. Daemon will have to prove he wants the real her—scars, strength, and all—not just the powerful Alpha everyone else sees.