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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 · 237k Views

The Extra's Advent: My Villainess Fiancée is a Yandere

[A/N: No smut. Moderate pacing, with a slight lean toward fast pacing to keep the story sharp and avoid dragging. Romance is secondary] ___ I transmigrated into a slow-paced action romance fantasy novel. You know the type. A naïve, righteous protagonist with a growing harem, invasive creatures to slaughter, a God to kill, and a guaranteed happy ending. And then there was the Mob villain. The jealous, exiled half-brother who goes full psycho, challenges the protagonist… and gets killed by his own fiancée. Yeah. That villain was me, Caelir Vayne. But everything changed when I awakened SSS class and three op skills. Cloning. Copy. Fusion. “…Wait. Isn’t this a little too overpowered?” But something’s wrong. Why isn’t the plot following the story? Why are events spiraling out of control? And worst of all… Why is my fiancée, the girl who killed me in the original story, now staring at me like I’m the only thing that exists? Hold on. They have a word for this kind of behavior. “…Don’t tell me... she’s a yandere?” ------------ Updates: 12 chapters per week. 1 chapter on Wednesday and Saturday, while 2 chapters on other days. ... I recommend reading the free chapters first before deciding whether to continue or leave the novel. Trust the process. The story is planned, and the payoff is worth it. ... Disclaimer: This work is a piece of fiction. Any resemblance between characters and real individuals is purely coincidental.
Veilwriter0 · 1k 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 · 30.8k Views

Drop The Scam, Pick Up His Uncle!

For nineteen years, Lin Che lived a quiet life in her small village — poor, simple, but happy. She had plans: finish school, marry her childhood sweetheart Zhang Rui, and build a humble future together. Then one afternoon, a convoy of luxury cars thundered into the village — and everything changed. The visitors were from the Gong family, one of the wealthiest families in the country. They claimed Zhang Rui was their long-lost heir, stolen at birth and finally found after twenty-two years. In one moment, Lin Che’s kind, gentle fiancé became a young master. And within days, he changed. He stopped visiting her. He stopped calling her “Che Che.” Soon, Lin Che learned the truth that shattered her heart — Zhang Rui was now engaged to the heiress of another rich family. Betrayed and humiliated, Lin Che swore she’d never let herself be looked down on again. But fate, apparently, had other plans. When she storms into the Gong Group’s headquarters to demand an explanation, she accidentally crosses paths with Gong Feng — Zhang Rui’s uncle, the cold, calculating head of the Gong family empire. He sees through her immediately. She thinks he’s the devil. And yet somehow, she ends up tangled in his world — a world of money, lies, and accidental scandal. As she tries to “get revenge” on her ex, Lin Che finds herself the center of gossip again — only this time, as the woman who caught the attention of the infamous Gong Feng. But what starts as chaos might just become something real…
BOOKWORM7 · 29.6k Views

The Alpha Chose My Maid, So I Married The Rogue King

“I was his Luna, now I’m his ruin.” … I was the Goldbane heiress. Gideon Vexwood was the lowborn wolf I married for love. I thought we were building a kingdom; I didn’t realize he was building my coffin. In one night, my world shattered. A tragic accident claimed my father’s life and stole my unborn child, leaving my body permanently broken. With the Pack Council threatening to strip my title unless I produce an heir, I was forced into a desperate gamble. I trusted my husband. I trusted my loyal maid. Together, we struck a secret surrogate deal to save the Goldbane’s right to the Alpha seat. I thought it was our salvation. I didn't know it was a trap. While I drowned in grief, Gideon and his mistress were celebrating my downfall, manipulating the very contracts meant to save me to turn me into a servant in my own home. They called it strategy. I called it war. For seven years, I played the victim. I endured their cruelty, letting them think they’d won while I forged a secret alliance with the only man they truly fear: Jarek Ashthorne. The infamous Rogue King. A man who rules the underworld with an iron fist and holds a debt to my father that he has never forgotten. He was supposed to be my weapon of revenge. I didn't expect him to be my salvation. Now, as the secrets of that fatal night emerge, the long game is finally over. They took my child. They stole my life. Now, I’m coming for their crowns. ____ Jarek hauled me forward until my chest collided with the rigid planes of his torso. “You have no idea, Elowen. Everything about you... every tear you shed for a man who doesn't deserve you… It’s all my business.” I shivered, but I clamped down on the sensation instantly. “Get your hands off me! I know what you’re doing. I’ve heard the stories, Jarek. Stay away from my marriage, stay away from my pack. And you better stay away from my life!” Yet, he pressed his face into the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply. “Is that what you call it, Elowen? I call it a wake-up call. But if you’d rather go back to your ‘Alpha’ and pretend that the walls aren’t closing in, be my guest.”
HeeSha_TA · 14.5k Views