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The Alphas Secret

“Does she know?” His voice was calm, too calm, as he opened the rectangular box on his desk. When he stood, his shadow swallowed the weak glow of the lamp in the corner, plunging the room into something darker, heavier. My mouth went dry the instant I understood why no one had followed me in this time. He’d wanted me alone. And I’d walked straight into it. He rounded the desk slowly, deliberately, each measured step tightening the knot in my chest. The Luna inside me stirred, quivering—not in submission, not entirely in fear, but in raw awareness of the Alpha closing in. Power pressed against my skin like a living thing. “I—” My voice failed me, breath catching before the word could form. “I asked you a question, Leah.” His tone sharpened as he closed the distance. “Does… she… know?” With every word, he leaned closer, until there was nowhere left to retreat. His presence loomed over me, vast and unyielding, and then suddenly there was nothing between us at all, his nose brushing mine, his gaze dark and unreadable. His scent hit me like a blow warm, commanding, intoxicating. I didn’t realize I was leaning into him until it was already happening, drawn by instinct rather than choice. I barely registered the glint of metal in his hand, the letter opener catching the light until fabric tore. The sharp tug at my shirt snapped me back as the first button flew loose, skittering across the stone floor. My breath stuttered, pulse roaring in my ears as the room seemed to shrink around us, leaving only his heat, his control, and the unspoken line we were both standing far too close to crossing.
DearMadeline · 20 Views

The Mafia's Undoing

Katherine Blaire has worked six grueling years to rise to the top of the banking world of Manhattan. Confident, voluptuous, and ambitious, she's nearly within reach of the promotion that will help to finance the college education of her autistic brother. She needs but one account- the account of Anthony Marvin, arguably the most influential and dangerous man in New York. Anthony "Tony" Marvin doesn't just own hotels and nightclubs. He controls both legitimate and underground empires as the heir of the most notorious mafia family in the city. Tony is ruthless, heartbreakingly handsome, and untouchable until Katherine enters his club with the business plan and with an unwavering refusal to back away from him. When Tony offers Katherine something she cannot refuse —a night with him in exchange for the contract —she storms out, humiliated and outraged. But Tony is interested in the woman who had the strength to say no to him, and Katherine finds herself drawn into a dangerous game of power struggle, desire, and growing love. As their relationship grows stronger, Tony's father, the ruthless mafia kingpin Thomas Marvin, will do whatever it takes to eliminate what he sees as his son's greatest weakness. Surrounded by enemies and with Katherine's entire family in danger, she and Tony must decide if their love is worth risking everything — including their lives. In a world in which love is the ultimate vulnerability, can a banker and a mafia prince redefine the rules of power?
Coco_Monae · 122.4k Views

CHAINSAW MAN: LUST CONTRACT

Reader Disclaimer This story is a fanfiction inspired by the original work Chainsaw Man, created by Tatsuki Fujimoto. It is not an official work, not canon, and represents an alternative interpretation intended for a mature audience (18+). All original characters, settings, and concepts belong to their respective rights holders. Vanessa was never meant to exist in this world. An adult woman—lucid, morally unrestrained, and fully aware of her own desires—she is violently torn from her reality and cast into the brutal, absurd universe of demon hunters. Unlike others, she is not chosen to be a hero, a savior, or a martyr. Instead, she enters into a forbidden pact with a primal entity: the Devil of Desire. This contract grants her neither pleasure nor love. It turns desire, frustration, obsession, and jealousy into raw, corrosive power. The more she is wanted, the more dangerous she becomes. The more someone grows attached to her, the closer they come to ruin. In a world already ruled by fear, violence, and manipulation, Vanessa acts as a slow-burn poison. Her presence destabilizes demon hunters, fractures emotional balance, and inevitably draws the attention of Makima, who immediately recognizes her as an anomaly that cannot be controlled. With Denji, whose desires are simple, desperate, and painfully human, Vanessa hesitates—exploit him, or spare him. With Power, chaos becomes intimate, volatile, and impossible to contain. With Makima, a silent war unfolds, where domination, control, and corruption replace blades and contracts. Chainsaw Man: Lust Contract is an R18 fanfiction blending brutal action, psychological violence, explicitly adult themes, and isekai elements, where desire is never romantic—only dangerous. Here, every impulse has a cost. And Vanessa is willing to make the world pay it.
JMCarl_21 · 9.7k Views

Rebirth: The New Bride Wants A Divorce

Anna thought her life ended the moment she saw her husband, Daniel Clafford, in the arms of her sister. She had already lost her unborn child something Daniel never even noticed and now, with her last shred of hope shattered, she decided to leave quietly. But fate was cruel. Before she could walk away, she was pushed off the balcony of the Clafford estate. Only… she didn’t die. When she opened her eyes again, she was back on the day of her wedding, her sister having run away and Anna forced to take her place as the replacement bride. This time, Anna swore things would be different. No love. No expectations. No more foolish devotion to a husband who only brought her heartbreak and cold indifference. Yet something is wrong. The Daniel of this life isn’t the same man she remembers. He refuses to ignore her, refuses to let her go, and most shockingly—refuses to divorce her. “I’m telling you, Anna. Stop bringing divorce into our conversations,” Daniel warned, his voice taut. His heart ached, but seeing her unyielding expression made his resolve crumble. With trembling hands, he cupped her face and whispered: “Please… give me a chance. I promise I’ll love you right this time.” But Anna only laughed bitterly. To her, Daniel Clafford was still the same man—wicked, calculating, dangerous. He married her with a motive. And now he dared beg her to stay? Dream on, Daniel Clafford. Because this time… Anna was determined to make him taste his own medicine.
akshaya_vanne · 1m Views

The Undead's Personal Slave

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?
rach_sales · 236.2k Views