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The Mafia King’s Hacker Bride

"You really think you can just hide forever? From them? From me?" "Do you really think we can be together?" she whispered, her voice rougher than she meant. "No. We can't. It just won't work." Zayden tilted his head, his thumb brushing against the frantic pulse under her jaw. "Why?" His voice dropped low, dangerously smooth. "Why can't we make this work, huh?" She swallowed, the movement making her throat press harder against his hand. "Don't forget, You're----" “Say you love me…. Or I’ll fvck that stubbornness right out of you. Bend you over this desk, and make you scream my name until you forget your own." Aylin's face turned beet red. She pushed against his chest forcefully. He didn't move an inch. ***** Aylin Monroe Alston is a brilliant hacker and martial artist with Turkish roots. She can change her identity and her looks as easily as changing clothes. Always staying a step ahead of death, she had been on the run until she crashed into him. Zayden Cole Virelli is a billionaire leading a double life. On one side, he is a successful businessman; on the other, he is a powerful mafia king. Women don’t exist in his world until a runaway hacker crashes into him, capturing his thoughts and refusing to leave his mind. A collision in a dark forest leads to one lie he told and one secret she kept. Now, the most feared man alive wants her, while the woman who can bring down empires with just her keyboard wants nothing to do with him. He’s possessive, she’s untouchable, and they’re both liars. Two worlds collided: a hacker who can take down empires and the mafia king who won’t let her go. Can their love make it through the mess they're about to create, or will one of them get hurt first? ⚠️WARNING!!!! - Mature Themes - He Fell First and Harder - Mafia World - Weak to Strong - Slow burn
Balishba · 179.8k Views

Lazy Sect Instructor: Accidentally the Strongest in the Realm

Shen Liang has everything a cultivator supposedly shouldn’t want: a low-stress job, a modest mid-tier sect, and a courtyard perfectly positioned for naps. After years of bloody battles and near-ascensions, he cashes out of the race for glory and takes the most comfortable post he can find—sect instructor, with free housing and three meals a day. His plan is simple: teach just enough to keep his position, hide just enough of his strength to avoid trouble, and spend the rest of his time reclining under a shady tree. Unfortunately, the sect dumps all its “problem” disciples on him—trash talent, bad attitudes, last-chance cases no one else wants. Even worse, his “lazy” lessons and casual domain tricks turn out to be exactly what monsters-in-disguise need to grow. As rumors spread of a trash class that doesn’t stay trash and a mysterious instructor whose students shrug off suppression and slice through geniuses, the sect’s quiet corner becomes anything but. Internal politics, rival instructors, and an encroaching external threat all converge on Shen Liang’s little courtyard. Now he has a choice: stay low and watch his disciples get chewed up by the world… or stop pretending, unfold the domain that terrifies even elders, and prove that the laziest instructor in the sect is also the most dangerous man in the realm. After all, if fixing problems once lets him nap peacefully for a decade, that’s still efficient.
JDH2017 · 922 Views

HEXAGON: THE BLACK SCORPIONS

The brutal murder of a renowned archaeologist in a forgotten alleyway should have been just another case—until it lands on the desk of Detective Silvers, a legend within the Investigations Department. Known for his flawless record and relentless pursuit of justice, Silvers has never encountered a mystery he couldn’t solve. This time, he steps into something far darker. As the investigation unfolds, Silvers discovers that the perpetrators are no ordinary criminals. They wield supernatural abilities, skills that defy human limits, and knowledge tied to forces long buried in secrecy. By the time he realizes the truth, withdrawal is no longer an option. The case has already claimed blood—and it demands more. What begins as a single murder spirals into a covert war fought in the shadows, drawing in powerful factions with clashing ideologies and hidden agendas: The Order, guardians of forbidden truths; The Mafia, whose influence stretches far beyond crime; the Investigations Department, struggling to uphold justice in a world that no longer obeys its rules; and the enigmatic Cult of the Black Scorpions, whose motives threaten to unravel reality itself. As alliances fracture and secrets surface, Detective Silvers is forced to confront a terrifying truth—this case was never just about justice. It was the opening move in a far greater game, one that will decide the fate of those who live in ignorance… and those who dare to uncover what lies beyond.
ASTRA_PENDRAGON · 11.9k Views

Reborn with my killer's looks

Over a thousand years ago, the Byzantine Empire (Romans but Catholic) unified the world through a campaign known as the SANCTIFICATION. This conquest was made possible by the Prime Twelve. Immortal warriors blessed with CRESTS; Divine marks that granted them godlike powers. The Prime Twelve's true purpose, however, was to seal the Seven DIAVOLO. The sealing was successful, but it came at a cost. Dimensional tears called Rifts began opening across the world, unleashing VARIANTS; monsters that defied natural law. To combat this threat, the Prime Twelve founded Major Houses and spread Crests throughout humanity. Today, those born with Crests called TOPPLERS form the ruling class of society, while the Crestless, the ACHUSOI are treated as second-class citizens. Marcus Chen was Achusoi. He survived by taking whatever work he could find in the empire's margins, invisible to a world built for the powerful. His life ended when one job went sideways, murdered by Huey Cross—the youngest son of House Cross. One of the Prime Twelve lineages. Ironically, Huey himself was Crestless, and an embarrassment to his bloodline. Marcus wakes up in Huey's body with fragmented memories and a terrible realization: Huey DID have a Crest. Just not one that came from God. Now inhabiting his killer's body, Marcus must navigate VIRELIA INSTITUTE, a university for gifted Topplers, while investigating what happened eight months ago at St. Helena Hospital..... the incident that put him in this body. By night, he becomes the Blue Reaper, a vigilante hunting down secrets the empire buried. But as he digs deeper, Marcus discovers a horrifying truth: the Seven Diavolo were never truly sealed. Their Heralds walk among humanity and he is infact one of them. Armed with a kingdom of Apostles, maids, servants, foot soldiers and his very own palace REQUEIM within the dimension of death - LIMBO. Marcus comes to accept his new fate "I AM THE BLUE REAPER, AND I HERALD DEATH." --- NOTE: See auxiliary chapters for detailed world-building and power system information.
elninotercono · 50k Views

To Make Him Fall...or not

“I gave you my soul in my last life. In this one, I’ll settle for your crown.” ~ In my first life, I was the devoted Queen. I waited two months for my husband, King Lauren, to return from the front lines—only for him to walk through the palace gates with a beautiful young maiden by his side and a decree in his hand: ‘She would be the new Queen’. And because of that evil beauty he brought to our kingdom, I died a discarded "nobody," executed for a crime I didn't commit. But death didn't take me. It sent me back. I woke up on the morning of his return. The crowds are cheering, the flowers are blooming, and my husband is about to humiliate me in front of the entire kingdom. But he doesn't know I've changed. He doesn't know I've returned with a special skill that makes me the most dangerous woman in the room. Before he can introduce his "New Queen," I hand him the one thing no one in this kingdom has ever dared to ask for: Divorce papers. In our land, a Queen asking for divorce is an abomination punishable by stoning. But Lauren thinks I’m bluffing. He looks me in the eye, tears my petition to shreds, and growls, “You are my wife. I will never stamp those papers.” He thinks he is keeping me trapped. He doesn't realize he has trapped himself in a palace with a woman who knows every one of his secrets—and is prepared to burn his kingdom to the ground just to see him sign his name. My goal is simple; I will make him fall... not in love, but to his knees. Since he spent my first life making me cry. I’ll spend my second making him bleed.
FaeyVor5651 · 43.6k Views

Craved by the Wrong Volkov

(trigger warning. This book contains mature themes) ****** "I can't..." she gasped between broken moans, her voice trembling somewhere between pain and pleasure. Every thrust seemed to blur the line between surrender and defiance. Then she whispered a name between her sweet cries ...it wasn’t mine. I froze. A slow, humorless smile curved my lips as the sound of his name filled the space between us. “Raph…” she breathed. I leaned in, my mouth brushing her ear. Feeling her tremble from touch until my teeth nibbled her earlobes hard enough to make her whimper and her fold to clench around my fingers. “Wrong name, Lynn.” I hissed, withdrawing from the warmth of her insides. I felt her body tense. She clawed at my shoulders, a desperate plea in every touch. “Don’t…” she whimpered. Those jade-like eyes unravelled me that moment. I could feel the ache in my trousers. A troublesome little viper. A cruel smile traced my lips hiding my emotions. “You called the wrong name,” I murmured, my voice low, dangerous. “And bad girls deserve to be punished.” Her glossy eyes met mine... so full of confusion, want, and power she didn’t yet understand. If she only knew how close I was to breaking. Because the only name she should be calling… was mine. Lucien. I craved it as badly as the air I breathe. ****** For better or for worse, till death do us part. That was their vows at the altar, but her husband broke them first.. He claims an open marriage is the solution to their childless marriage and that it's to protect her own interests. But all Braelyn sees is a prison built from guilt and lies. One heartbroken night, she stumbles into a karaoke bar and into the arms of Lucien. A man shrouded in mystery, rebellion, and danger. His very presence tells her to run but it also gives her the solace she craved. She never expected to see him again after she ran, forgetting his sinful existence, but life wasn't done making a joke out of her. Lucien isn't just any man, but one who can destroy everything she believes in. The man she was never meant to meet. Her husband's uncle The black sheep of the Volkov dynasty. A man whose desire will ruin her. Lucien knows she can't be his, but he was never a man who respected social norms. He doesn't care about anything but her every sin and touch. All he wants… is her, no matter how sinful it gets.
jodiekesh27 · 272.4k Views