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MY RUIN: In Love With My Step-Uncle

[CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit sexual content, graphic violence, strong language, and themes of trauma. It is intended for mature audiences (18+) only. Reader discretion is strongly advised.] ------------ “Talk dirty to me,” I whispered. He growled low in his throat. “You want filthy, little bird?” “Yes.” He thrust deeper, harder, and leaned close, his lips brushing my ear. “I am going to fill your fucking cunt with so much cum that you will still be dripping until tomorrow. You will sit at breakfast with my seed soaking through your drawers and smile at Aunt Cornelia like the proper little slut you are.” I moaned. “That is disgusting.” “You asked for it.” “Again.” ------------ Clara Vance had it all. Millions of followers, a beauty empire built on glamour, and a life curated for the camera. But a lost bet with her mother sends her away from a marvelous weekend trip to Mykonos and into the dusty attic of her family’s decaying ancestral manor. The catch was her inheritance. Her task? A dreary clear-out. Her discovery? A centuries-old diary belonging to her great-grandmother, Eleanor Thorne. The ink tells a story of a forgotten history. Eleanor’s forbidden obsession with her guardian and step-uncle, Casimir Guggenheim, a ruthless railroad tycoon with a heart of stone. But when Clara touches the tear-stained pages, the scent of crushed gardenias doesn’t just fill the room, it drags her back to 1879. Trapped in Eleanor’s corseted body, Clara finds herself under the roof of the very man who haunted the diary. To the world, Casimir is a cold, untouchable magnate. To Clara, he’s a puzzle she’s determined to break. The problem? Clara isn’t the timid, fragile girl Casimir remembers. She’s a 21st-century It Girl with no filter, a strategic mind for business, a total lack of respect for Gilded Age propriety and a defiance waiting for trouble to happen. While the original Eleanor was a victim of her station, Clara is ready to burn the cage down. As Clara navigates a world where a single misstep means ruin, scheming relatives see her as a pawn, and a powerful suitor sees her as nothing but a business merger. She realizes the history books were wrong. Rewriting Eleanor’s tragic end is dangerous, especially when she starts falling for the man she was never supposed to have. History says they’re a tragedy. Clara says history is about to get a makeover.
Luna_Primrose · 156.8k Views

Rebirth in the 80's: The Daily Life of the Villain's Mom

Jiang Ran, a descendant of a family of traditional Chinese medicine, has developed new drugs and won numerous awards, but her greatest love is making and eating delicious food. After years of hard work, Jiang Ran finally won the national gourmet competition, but in her excitement, she entered a book, becoming the supporting character Jiang Ran, who divorces the male protagonist and ultimately dies tragically on the street. In the book, Jiang Ran is described as fat, with oily pimples and lazy, selfish habits. Before divorcing the male protagonist, she bullies his parents, siblings, and after the divorce, ends up homeless with her son. The newly transmigrated Jiang Ran: "......" Jiang Ran has transmigrated into a book. To avoid dying tragically on the streets, she focuses on making gourmet food, opening a restaurant, saving people diligently, and treating diseases. She pays off the debt owed to her husband’s family by the original character and raises her son, who in the book was to become a big villain, correctly. As for her husband? When he comes back, she plans to ask for a divorce! Pei Huai is about to graduate and plans to return home. But he discovers something strange in the letters his younger brothers and sisters have been sending recently. Brother: Sister-in-law’s cooking is so delicious! I like sister-in-law! Sister: The clothes sister-in-law made are so beautiful! I like sister-in-law! Pei Huai feels something is not right and decides to go home and take a look. As he steps into the house, he is greeted by a bright and charming face: "Husband, you’re back? Are you back to get a divorce?" Pei Huai remains expressionless: No, I am not! {Reading Guide: This text is set in an alternate world with creative liberties taken. The understanding of the '80s and '90s comes from online research, and I hope for your understanding.}
Yu Renmei · 1.4m Views

Cursed and Fated: Offered To The Wicked Alpha Prince

**Mature Content** Adeline Valois was a broken Omega because of a lifetime of abuse. Following her mother’s death, her father’s remarriage introduced a stepmother and stepsister who stripped Adeline of her dignity, forcing her to live as a servant in her own house. When the call for a royal bride arrived, she was discarded, traded like a burden to the one man in Valdaria whose name alone could chill the blood of the bravest warriors. Gideon Knightley, the kingdom’s eldest prince, was the legendary "Golden Alpha." Though his title suggested brilliance, his reputation was one of ruthless wickedness. Yet, a darker secret loomed: Gideon was cursed, and the price of that curse would be paid in blood by the woman who won his heart. No high-ranking family would dare gamble their daughter’s life on his volatile nature, leaving Adeline to be offered up like a sacrificial lamb to a wolf. However, the kingdom’s expectations were shattered the moment they met. A dark, possessive obsession took root in Gideon’s cold heart, transforming the predator into a protector. He vowed to become a mate whose singular devotion would be whispered of for centuries. Adeline, who had spent a lifetime fearing the chains of marriage, found herself falling for a man who did not just offer his hand but surrendered his entire soul to her, demanding nothing in return but her presence. ~~~~ "I am a broken Omega, Prince," she blurted out. "And your mother... She cares for you. She only suggested a way to protect you from whatever curse you carry. I simply saw a chance for the freedom I've never been allowed to have." Gideon spun on his heels with predatory speed. His hand moved to the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her hair as he surged forward, drawing her so close that even the air between them vanished. "No one cares for me," he hissed, his eyes burning with a dark, golden fire. "You think I am a fool, don't you? You placed your trust in the Luna Queen after a single meeting, yet you could not bring yourself to trust my words. Freedom? That is a word you will forget. I am going to show you exactly what happens when you listen to others, especially that woman."
Light_ray · 162.2k Views

Villainess mistress makes a comeback

We all know how it goes. The CEO falls for the 5'9, soft-spoken, brown-eyed girl with a smile untouched by the world. Love at first glance. A fairytale written in bold. Meanwhile, the woman who loved him first Who knew his silence, his shadows, his worst days is pushed aside. They call her jealous. Obsessive. A villain. And the story ends with applause for the innocent girl and the powerful man. A happy ending? You’re wrong. Kashi loved him first. She loved him loud, recklessly, with her whole soul. And then she arrived. Perfect smile. Soft voice. Brown eyes. The kind of girl the world bends for without asking why. He looked at her once and that was enough to erase years. Kashi didn’t lose him quietly. She lost him publicly. Humiliated. Replaced. Turned into a meme. A punchline. So she disappeared. For one year, Kashi buried herself. And while the world moved on, someone else was watching. Chaos. He watched from the shadows. obsessive, patient, dangerous in the way only quiet men are. She never noticed him. So he waited. Now Kashi is back. Not to beg. Not to compete. Not to play the villain in someone else’s love story. She’s back to rewrite the narrative. The CEO she loved since childhood doesn’t want her? Fuck him. The world laughed when she broke? Let it burn. And as Kashi rebuilds, stronger, colder, sharper. she starts to notice something strange. Who exactly is X? And why does he kneel like a loyal dog when she calls his name?
Moshi_ki_0833 · 36.3k Views

Wolf Princess Sold to the Dragon King

"Take me instead." Three words. Guinevere Lunaris trades herself and saves 300 lives. Tied. Gagged. Underestimated by a mile. They chain her to a tree in the snow. Mistake. While running for her life, she meets a stranger in the dark and tells him to hide so he isn’t killed. Twelve hours later, he walks into her father's hall wearing a crown. The man she just told to hide in a hole is Maddox Drakencrest, High King of Velkaris. Ruler of an entire continent. Maddox hears his dragon say ‘mate’ right away. But her wolf is silent. More and more Alpha Kings enter the hall. She catches the tail end of her father’s toast and chokes on her wine. "—leave here with a virgin bride." An auction for her hand turns into a full-out bidding war. Maddox wins. 750 million in gold, three dragon fleets, and an urn full of the bastard who chained her the day before. Every force in Velkaris is betting against a wolf on a dragon throne. The Elders say the queen must be a dragon rider, which is impossible for a woman without dragon blood. The king's half-brother agrees with them, but his solution is a civil war and taking the crown for himself. If his brother’s rebellion wins, Maddox dies and she belongs to him. If the elders win, she goes back to the father who sold her. Neither is happening. Her wolf calls Velkaris home. She's not giving it up. They expect Guinevere to behave like a good little wolf princess and play along with their political games. She says bet.
TheLoneQuill · 677.4k Views

A Werewolf's Unexpected Mate

[Trigger Warning: This semi dark fantasy romance contains few mature themes.] SYNOPSIS: •A WORLD BUILT ON LIES• Long ago, humans lived unaware of the supernatural beings hidden among them—werewolves with their primal instincts, witches whispering spells in the dark, and elves with their ancient, watchful eyes. For centuries, they coexisted in fragile silence. Then, everything shattered. Near the shadow-drenced woods of the Shadow pack kingdom, human traveler stumbled upon a gruesome scene: an old woman’s lifeless body, her skin ashen, her wounds gaping like accusations. A few paces away lay a dead werewolf, its throat ripped open, its muzzle still flecked with blood. The truth was undeniable—monsters walked among them. Fear ignited war. Humans, armed with fire and steel, hunted the supernatural races. Witches and elves were dragged into the slaughter, their homes burned, their people butchered. The bloodshed raged until King Alfred V of the Amethyst Kingdom stood before the four Werewolf Kings—Silverhowl, Crimsonheart, Shadow, and Atlassian —and offered a deal drenched in poison. A sacrifice for peace. Every twenty years, each human family would surrender a daughter to the werewolves. And in return, the future Alpha Kings must wed a human—or the war would reignite. The werewolves agreed. The witches and elves retreated, their hatred festering like an open wound. The world remained fractured, its peace a fragile lie. --- •THE PROPHECY OF FIRE• In the hidden Blaze Tribe, where crimson eyes burned like embers, the seer Prophetia foresaw annihilation. "Our people will fall," she rasped, her voice trembling. "But from the ashes, a girl will rise—the one who will bring true peace… and the one they will slaughter for it." The tribe made a desperate pact. They would cast a spell—a curse of forgotten memory—erasing their existence from the world’s mind. Their souls would be the price, but their legacy would live on in Ovelia, the child of prophecy. The night the Blaze Tribe fell, Ovelia’s parents hid her in the whispering forest, their hands shaking as they sealed a goddess—Firera—inside her infant body. Then, they turned to face their doom. --- •FATE’S CRUEL WHISPER• Ace Draven—half-werewolf, half-witch prince of Silverhowl—had never believed in destiny. Until he found a crying infant in the forest. His wolf, Fenrir, howled in recognition. A crimson thread shimmered between them—mates. But Firera, watching from within Ovelia’s soul, snarled. "She’s a child. This is too soon." With a flick of her wrist and spell, she tore the memory from Ace’s mind, leaving only an empty ache in his chest. --- •TWENTY YEARS LATER: A SACRIFICE IGNITES• Ovelia has spent her life as a slave, raised by the cruel mayor of Timberline Village—a man who would gladly sacrifice her to spare his own daughter. The night of the sacrifice, the air reeks of damp earth and iron. Torches flicker as the werewolves emerge from the shadows. And then—Ace Draven steps forward. Their eyes meet. Fenrir *howls*. Ace’s claws unsheathe, his breath ragged. He doesn’t understand why his wolf is clawing at his ribs, why his pulse hammers at the sight of this stranger. But the bond between them burns hotter than vengeance. Ovelia doesn’t know him. He doesn’t recognize her. And yet, their souls scream in unison.
FantasiaLia09 · 231.5k Views