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Isn’t she a bully? Then why is she suddenly so sweet to me? ... All my life, I’ve remembered her as my nemesis, one of my greatest fears back in high school my wicked desk mate, my evil roommate. I would shiver at the mere mention of her name, ELENA MORGAN, even while trying to keep my composure. There was something about her presence the quiet danger in her gaze, the way she carried power like a crown that always made me tremble. Seven years later, fate played its cruel trick. I met her again, Elena Morgan not as my classmate this time, but as my boss. The heiress to one of New York’s biggest empires, the Solaria Group. I had no choice but to work under her as her secretary. At first, I tried to brace my mind, believing she would still be the tough, ruthless girl I remembered. But I should’ve guarded my heart instead… Because she isn’t just powerful she’s sweet in ways that burn slowly, tenderly, until resistance feels impossible. Slowly, I begin to see the truth the reason behind her coldness in school, and how I had mistaken her quiet protection for cruelty. And now, piece by piece, she dissolves the fear I once felt… replacing it with something far more dangerous, a longing I can’t escape, and a love that I can’t resist.

Isla Cruz has always played it safe—until danger walked into her life. When a mysterious stranger, Rafe Moreno, appears in her world, the sparks between them are instant… and forbidden. Handsome, confident, and dangerously tempting, Rafe isn’t just a man—he’s a challenge, a thrill, and everything Isla has ever wanted to resist. But some desires refuse to be ignored. Every glance, every touch, every secret shared pulls them deeper into a passion neither of them can escape. The line between temptation and danger blurs, and soon Isla realizes that the greatest risk of all… is giving in. In a world where secrets are deadly and love is forbidden, can Isla trust her heart—or will desire destroy them both?

Elara Thorne's life in the sleepy coastal town of Havenwood is anything but ordinary. Strange occurrences at her antique shop, like whispering voices from ancient artifacts and inexplicable surges of energy, are becoming more frequent. Little does she know, these events are tied to her own forgotten heritage and a burgeoning magical power within her. Kaelen Vane, a mysterious and ancient immortal, watches over Havenwood, ensuring the uneasy truce between the town's hidden vampire, werewolf, and other supernatural residents remains intact. The resurfacing magic, however, threatens to shatter this balance and ignite a war. As Kaelen investigates the disturbances, he encounters Elara, drawn to her raw power and the unsettling familiarity he feels in her presence. A dangerous attraction sparks between them, defying their separate worlds. Elara finds herself reluctantly pulled into Kaelen's secret world of shadow and ancient rivalries. The Whispering Collective, a shadowy force manipulating the town's darkest secrets, views Elara's awakening power as a key to unleashing a forgotten entity that could plunge Havenwood - and the world - into eternal darkness. As Elara and Kaelen navigate the treacherous currents of forbidden love and ancient magic, they must confront their pasts and risk everything to uncover the secrets of Havenwood before the town's magic falls into the wrong hands. Elara must embrace her true heritage and control her unpredictable powers, while Kaelen must break free from the constraints of his duty and protect the woman who awakens his deepest desires. But with the Whispering Collective closing in and the threat of eternal darkness looming, can their burgeoning love survive the escalating conflict

Cassandra Heartriane has spent her life despised by her father and overshadowed by her half-sister—a mistress of the crown prince. She has everything Cassandra does not: beauty, charm, and her father’s pride. But now, the palace itself offers her a chance to prove her worth. Alongside nineteen other noblewomen, Cassandra is summoned for a ten-day test that will decide who becomes the queen’s next ladies-in-waiting. Those who survive will wield unimaginable influence, standing right next to the throne—and finally earning the approval of her cold, demanding father. Yet the palace is a treacherous maze of lust, betrayal, and secrets darker than anyone imagines. Every step is a gamble, every alliance a risk… and her half-sister is watching, waiting to see her fail. Amid the schemes and whispers, a mysterious knight appears—handsome, cold and calculating. Cassandra and the attractive knight burn every time they see each other but he is harboring a burning desire for revenge against the queen who destroyed his family. In a world where power, desire, and deceit intertwine, Cassandra must decide: will she play the queen’s puppet, or will she carve her own fate?

August Caeser is living in a Nuclear Apocalypse, In a bunker with 1,247 people's worth of family, extended family, friends of theirs, girl/boyfriends of theirs too, whores, business partners, their families too, basically too many variables for the Contessa in her to like. Especially when her family was poor. But she is close to the Owners' of the Bunker, the Cato family. For better or for worse. As she already knows she wants to ruin her social life again and again trying to get married in this Bunker. Let alone, she might want a better job at some point. As your Work Effort and Quality determines your rewards during this time in the Bunker.

Aries was supposed to be a simple movie extra. One explosion later, he opens his eyes in a real beastman world—wounded, half-naked, and no longer acting. Humans are extinct. Male humans? Impossible. Fertile male humans? A world-shaking miracle. To the Beastlords, he is a blessing. To the clans, he is a cause for war. And to the cold, teasing system inside his mind? > [Celestial Breeder Identified. Processing host…] Aries only wants to survive long enough to make sense of this world, but every beastman who scents him wants something else entirely—claim him, protect him, fight for him, or breed him. A single human has returned to a world built on instincts and dominance… …and the Beastlords will burn it down to possess him.

He bought me for a year. Our bodies obeyed the contract. Our hearts betrayed every clause. When Alexander Vance, New York's most ruthless CEO, offered me a deal, I thought I was only selling my image: A year of sham marriage. Perfect public exchanges. Private nights of uncommitted pleasure. Absolute rule: no feelings. But each stolen touch, each lingering glance, each night between silk sheets eroded the boundaries between business and desire. What began as a transaction transformed into a passion no contract could have foreseen. And when the dark secret of his past came to light, we discovered the true danger: We had fallen in love with the one thing the agreement forbade—each other. Now, with the deadline approaching and the truth threatening to destroy everything, we must decide: Do we fulfill the contract and lose each other... Or do we break all the rules and risk everything for the most forbidden love of our lives?

To retrieve her grandmother's locket, Ella gets physically stuck in her ex's apartment and is found by his intimidatingly handsome roommate, Jax, sparking an irresistible and complicated romance.

“You’re eighteen now?” he whispers, his fingers brushing her lips. “Then don’t run from me this time.” Elara thought the kiss was nothing serious, just a silly dare with a dangerously handsome stranger in a bar. One kiss. One moment. Yet neither of them could forget it. The next day, that same stranger walks into her house… His name is Anderson. Her stepbrother-to-be. Her new teacher. Her first mistake… and the one she wants to make again. He tells her to stay away. He tells her they crossed a line. He says it can never happen again. But the minute Elara turns eighteen, everything changes. His control cracks. His jealousy burns. And the boy who once told her “no”… starts kissing her like she already belongs in his bed. Dangerous. Forbidden. Addictive. Some lines aren’t meant to be crossed, but he’s ready to cross every single one for her.

Celeste had never felt loved. Living under the Dyers' roof, she had always been reminded of how unwanted she was. A charity case. A guest who had overstayed her welcome. There was nothing new about it-even she knew that. She had learned to make herself small. So when Marianne suddenly began treating her with warmth and affection, Celeste knew something had changed. She was no longer invincible. She didn't have to shrink herself. Didn't have to walk on eggshells. Her long-time wish finally came true, to be loved again by the people she called family. But it all came with a price. A price Celeste found absurd. There had always been a reason behind her aunt's kindness, and this time was no different. All Celeste had to do was marry a billionaire who had asked for her hand. It was fishy. Everything about it felt laughable. Celeste knew she wasn't worth marrying a billionaire. If anyone was, it was Lydia, Marianne's daughter. She was the obvious choice. But the mysterious billionaire had asked for Celeste specifically. And she wasn't given a choice. The moment she wrote her name on the marriage certificate, her life took a sudden turn. She woke up to the truth that she had been sold off to the Blackwells, the richest family in the world. But that wasn't the dreadful part. Celeste hadn't been sold to just anyone, she had been sold to Aiden Blackwell. And Aiden Blackwell was a madman. The mad heir of Richard Blackwell. ——————— "N-no please, please sir. T-this is w-wrong.." Aiden's fingers slowed down, but didn't stop it's slow stride, his brows furrowed as he stared at his wife. Her lips trembled but no more words came out. She still looked scared, but a little panicked now. "Is it wrong to touch my wife?" He asked, his fingers moving traitorously slow. Color painted Celeste's cheeks at his words. Was there a word to describe the feeling in between fear, panic and embarrassment? Celeste felt all three. Though he wasn't running wild now, she could see why he was referred to as the mad heir. Who touches a stranger like that just because she was called his wife? Aiden suddenly stopped, causing Celeste to tense up. Her eyes slowly found his face in the dark room, the little spill of light coming from somewhere in the room giving away his change in expression. His brows were drawn together at first, then a smirk crept up his lips. It was a slow movement and a sudden shift. Celeste watched as his eyes moved from her robe to her face, with his smirk growing darker. "Are you naked wife?" He asked the known, an evil glint in his eyes that set off alarms in Celeste's head. He'd found out she wasn't wearing anything under the robe, a normal person would let her go right? Hopefully he was normal to that extent. Aiden's smirk deepened as he continued. "And you're not here to seduce me?" He asked accusingly. Celeste's eyes widen, her lips parting wordlessly as she took in the accusation, feeling his fingers continue its slow trail. "You're in my bed, wearing nothing under your robe, isn't that seduction little lamb?" He asked, his voice low. "N-no b-but I-I.." Without warning he leaned in, so close Celeste could feel his breath brushing her face. "Shh, let me touch what's mine, wife."

He was told devils only come to those who call them. But Hugo never called... he only wept. When Hugo crosses paths with a man too beautiful to be real, temptation begins to take shape, delicate and merciless. Dreams blur, memory bends, and the line between mercy and possession fades into something almost divine. An aspiring magician aching for recognition, he finds himself wondering how far he’s willing to go to be remembered.

"When love turns to despair, can a long time crush fill the void? Huo Yi's heart was pained seeing the person he had secretly loved for years tormented by the loss of his elder brother. It pains and angers him when he sees his brother not cherishing what he has and eloping with someone else.  Unable to bear seeing the man he loves go through emotional pain, he came up with an idea that others may find unthinkable and desperate, but to him, it's a successful attempt to be with his love. The proposal of becoming a substitute for his brother.  But as the forbidden relationship goes on, Hou Yi gets more addicted and possessive, and Huo Yi's emotions are put to the test. Will their love crumble under the weight of deception? What will happen when his brother returns and finds out about the relationship? Will Huo Yi's love ever be reciprocated? Who will the man choose between His real love and a Substitute?

Song Yue grew up in Nie Rougang's home, raised and protected by him for eighteen years. She clings to him with her whole heart, but now that she’s grown up, Nie Rougang insists she must move out and return to her grandfather’s house. Song Yue refuses to let go and keeps sneaking back, causing chaos until Nie Rougang finally explodes and drives her out of the villa. Hurt and angry, Song Yue runs away from home with her best friend Lan Xia. With no money and nowhere to stay, the two girls end up taking a part-time job selling adult products in a nightclub. There, Song Yue accidentally provokes Li Meiran—a powerful, dangerous man with a violent temper. Things quickly get out of control, and Li Meiran tries to force himself on her. Just when Song Yue thinks she’s doomed, Nie Rougang storms in with a gun, facing off with Li Meiran in a deadly standoff. Song Yue escapes through a window, but trouble doesn’t end there—the moment she thinks she’s safe, she runs into a furious, ice-cold Nie Rougang, who isn’t done with her yet. A story of obsession, danger, jealousy, and a love that neither side can escape.

After my husband cheats, I get my revenge by sleeping with his powerful, estranged father. But my plan backfires when I'm framed for murder and left to die in prison. There, I learn a devastating truth: I'm the secret heir to a vast fortune—the very reason they betrayed me. Now, if I survive, I'll rise from the ashes to claim my legacy and become the stepmother from hell. I have only one goal, to make my ex-husband call me "Stepmother."

For five years, Aria Kozlov lived for vengeance. After losing her entire family in a brutal massacre, she was shown one face behind the bloodshed: Billionaire Marcus Thorne. Armed with a dancer’s grace and an assassin’s ruthlessness, she enters his world to destroy him, body, mind, and soul. But nothing is as simple as it seems. As Aria steps into Marcus’s world, she discovers a game far more dangerous and complicated than she ever imagined. With trust a rare commodity and betrayal lurking around every corner, Aria must decide how far she’s willing to go for revenge... and whether some wounds can heal without losing herself. Trained to Destroy Him is a gripping billionaire romance filled with secrets, power plays, and a passion that could either save them or destroy them both.

Have you ever loved someone enough to let them ruin you? Hatred turns intimate. Violence turns protective. Control turns possessive. Lines blur until neither knows where revenge ends and devotion begins. This is not a love story. It’s a descent. A dark romance of power, cruelty, obsession, and the kind of attachment that doesn’t ask to be healthy—only eternal.

I am a new author, so there might be some grammatical errors. Try not to be too harsh. And don't forget to share your valuable reviews. SYNOPSIS "You are my mate, I am not going to share you with anyone, not even my brothers " his whispering tone felt like melted sugar in my ears. I was drowning in his scent, my mind was in a frenzy. Suddenly, I woke up with a start, panting heavily after a steamy wet dream which I have been having quite a lot lately. Myra Miracle, an orphan since birth, visits her childhood best friend Nora to Kimberg to. While she was having dinner with Nora and her parents, she felt dizzy and enchanted at the same time for some unknown reasons. Later that evening, she met four hot, handsome and mesmerizing people which made her restless all night long. Since then she has been having wild dreams. Why is that so? Why is she so attracted to her best friend's brothers?

There are no women left in the werewolf world. At least, that's what the packs tell themselves. The world is ruled by wolves. And wolves have no queens. Female werewolves are extinct—erased by time, war, or something worse. No one dares to speak of them. No one remembers how they looked. No one *survived* them. Except her. Raised as a mistake. Hidden like a curse. She bound her chest in bloody cloth and learned to walk with a limp so they wouldn't see her hips. She spoke in growls and spit like the boys. She pissed in the dirt and pretended not to bleed. Her grandfather called her deformed. Said she was sick. A freak. Told her if the pack ever found out what she really was, they’d rip her to shreds. And she believed him. Until the night of her first shift—when her bones broke and reformed into something unmistakably *female*. Now, the secret she was told would kill her becomes the reason she's sold. Five alphas. Five monsters in human skin. Rulers of a vicious, dying pack. They've been waiting their entire lives for something like her. Something to fuck. Something to breed. Something to chain. Now exposed as the only living female werewolf, she is captured and sold like livestock—delivered to five ruthless alphas who rule by claw and blood. Five rivals who see her as salvation and property. A walking womb to breed a new generation. Their personal apocalypse in fragile flesh. But they made one mistake. They thought she was prey. But she is not fragile. She is fire. She is hunger. She is vengeance wrapped in curves and teeth. They want her on her knees. She’ll bring them to theirs. By the time their lust turns lethal and their unity rots into war, she’ll have made them hers—or burned them to the fucking ground. She’ll let them fight over her. She’ll let them touch, taste, even claim her. She’ll feed their obsession until it rots into madness. Then she’ll twist their lust into rage—and tear their precious pack apart from the inside. One kiss at a time. One betrayal at a time. One body at a time. She was born to be their ruin.

"I'll make you fall in love with me sweetheart." - Jett. "We'll see about that." - Jamie. ✧ "I bet you'r d***k is so small you need a microscope to see it." - Jamie. "I'll let you be the judge of that." - Jett. ✧ Jett is the second son of a wealthy, powerful household that expects him to inherit the family company alongside his older brother. But Jett wants none of it. Boxing is the only thing that makes sense to him, Jett has spent most of his adult days swinging with his fists, the only place where he decides the rules. Jamie is everything Jett claims to hate. Cute, sharp-tongued, stubborn as hell, and impossible to ignore. A college student with a bright car, a sharp mouth, and a younger brother he protects with everything he has. Jamie's world is small but stable.Jett is like smoke, angry, dark, drifting between worlds he refuses to choose from. Jamie is like sugar, sweet at the core, though he hides it under thorns and fire. Together, they're a slow, inevitable burn.

**Power Is a Woman Who Knows Your Secrets** is a dark, female-led psychological thriller about seduction, control, and the terrifying strength of information. Nyx Vale uses intimacy as interrogation. Men believe they are conquering her—until they realize they have handed her the truth that will ruin them. As powerful men fall one by one, Nyx builds an unseen empire, ruling the city without a title, a throne, or a single public appearance. Her legend spreads: if she chooses you, it’s already over. But power attracts challengers. A man who learns her methods. A world that fears a woman who cannot be controlled. Governments that decide she is more dangerous than criminals. Forced into a global game of survival, Nyx must decide whether to disappear… or become something far worse than a myth. This webnovel delivers: * A ruthless, seductive female anti-hero * High-status men falling fast and hard * Psychological dominance over physical violence * Constant cliffhangers and escalating stakes * Dark feminine power with zero apologies