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“How about we both fuck your brains out and let you pick which d*ck you love the most?” he whispered in my ear and my stomach churned, but it was certainly not a bad idea. *~~~~* Imagine losing your memories and getting entangled with the very two men who ruined your life. Meet Gabrielle—the Pack Diamond, the White Wolf, the one with the most splendid abilities of all wolves, being the reincarnation of the Moon Goddess herself. Her life wasn’t perfect, as her manipulative mother saw her only as a pawn for power and nothing more. Until suddenly, she became the apple of the Moretti brothers’ eyes. But above all, her true identity is hidden as her memories remain lost. The question is—does she really want to recover them and face who she was, or uncover who her enemies truly are?

She fell into a world of beasts. They fell for her. Michelle never believed in fate—until a freak storm rips through dimensions and hurls her into a savage world where powerful beast-men rule and human females are extinct. Alone, terrified, and attacked by feral monsters within minutes of arrival, she's rescued by the last creature she expected: a massive black dragon who transforms into the most devastatingly handsome and possessive man she's ever seen. But Michelle isn't the helpless prize he expects. She's a mechanical engineer with survival skills, stubborn independence, and zero tolerance for being owned. When she cooks food, purifies water, and treats the wounded with knowledge the Beast-world has never seen, she proves her value goes far beyond being female. Then the others come. One by one, soul-marks appear. Eight powerful alphas, eight different tribes, all bound to one human woman. But Michelle discovers a terrible truth: she's not just rare—she's prophesied. Her ability to purify corrupted beast cores makes her the key to saving civilization from the Feral King, an ancient dragon bent on destroying everything. As political enemies hunt her, corruption spreads like plague, and her eight mates struggle to share her heart, Michelle must make the impossible choice. #Reverse romance #Fated mates #Slow burn #Found family #Epic fantasy world-building

What would you do if one day you discovered that everything you had built your life upon was a lie? And even after adapting… what if you lost everything again? Justice would be the only thing left to seek. But what if, while chasing that justice, you died—only to learn that another soul would take your place? Or imagine this: dissatisfied with your own life, you suffer an accident and wake up in another era, in another body, carrying memories that are not entirely yours. Would you finish the mission of the one who lived before you? Would you shape destiny as a hero of a different time? In a world not your own, with a life not originally yours… How to become a hero in other times?

In the coastal city of Nhemba the river meets the sea and every tide brings a new secret. Kairo is the city commander who has trained himself to be a shield, a man whose silence keeps lives intact and whose hands know how to hold danger steady. Lila is a refugee healer who arrived with only a satchel and a stubborn hope, a woman who reads the body like a map and stitches broken things back together. When a merchant cart overturns at the eastern gate it looks like rotten wood and bad luck. Kairo notices a deliberate cut, and Lila recognizes a rare toxin in the spilled grain. The accident is the spark that reveals a conspiracy reaching into the court, a plot that could shatter Nhemba and set old rivalries ablaze. Ordered to investigate, Kairo and Lila form an uneasy alliance. He brings strategy and steel, she brings knowledge and unexpected courage. Neither trusts the other at first, and both hide pieces of a past that could undo what they are trying to save. As they chase clues through salt-stained docks, shadowed warehouses, and opulent council rooms, their partnership deepens into something neither planned. Lila discovers that her past harbors a secret tied to the poison, and Kairo must face betrayals he buried long ago. The city tests them with betrayals, public scandal, and a coup that forces private loyalties into public choice. The Warrior Who Loved Me First is a slow burn romance about duty and surrender, about two people who learn that guarding a city is nothing compared to guarding a heart. Against a backdrop of political intrigue and Afrofantasy court life, Kairo and Lila must decide if love is a vulnerability to hide or the strength they will use to save Nhemba. The final choice will ask everything of them, and whatever they give will change the city forever.

ORIGINAL STORY THIS BOOK IS VERY SENSITIVE | DON'T READ IF YOU HAVE TRIGGERS FOR : •SELFHARM •DEPRESSION •SEX •DETAILED (Body&reality) A teenager named Noxan who is traumatized and addicted, is obsessed with Sylas in every way he wants to get as much of him as he can

His lips hovered near her ear, his voice a dark whisper against her skin. "You may fear me, little bride, but I will teach your body to crave me… to need me, until I am all you ever want." --- Belle was never meant to be the bride. But when her parents cried to her about how her beautiful sister could not be married to such a man, she was forced to take her sister’s place. To prevent war between the two worlds of humans and vampires, the kings decided to sign a peace treaty with a marriage, but the only man they could offer for this marriage was a vampire said to be mad and completely heartless. When they said heartless, they meant really heartless, but Belle, being a naive girl her whole life, had no idea what she was stepping into by agreeing to this marriage. At first, he appeared innocent, a man completely opposite to all the rumors around him, until she slowly began to realize every single thing said about the mad vampire was true, or perhaps even worse! He was a man who walked in the path of darkness. He knew no light and showed no mercy, even to those who were not his enemies. He had no heart to love, no emotions but dark ones to feel for anything or anyone. But all of a sudden, when he set his eyes on her, he decided he wanted to keep her, and Belle's naive world began to take a different turn because the mad vampire was hellbent on tainting her innocent soul. Expect "Now, can we forget this happened and enjoy the night?" He arched an amused brow at her, making Belle's heart drop to her stomach as she recalled the so-called wedding night. She hurriedly pulled away from him, her face flaming with embarrassment. From everything she had heard about this night, she was not ready to experience it with this man. The women whispering about it in Mr. Marchant's shop had said one would hate their husband's presence after it and be disgusted by the act. It was not an act meant for pleasure for any woman but torture. Now that she realized her husband would do the same with her, she swallowed hard and nervously clutched her dress. "I...I am not feeling well, My Lord, I—" "Rohan," he cut her off with a tone of amusement. "Use my name when you address me, sweetheart. You looked quite energetic when you tried to go after the ring for someone who isn't feeling well, but," he sighed softly, "I've always been a generous man. I won't let you stress yourself tonight." Belle began to sigh in relief and smile in her mind that he wouldn't push her for the wedding night ceremony. She was even about to part her lips and agree that he was indeed generous and even offer him a thank you when he continued to speak, causing the momentary relief to be replaced by dread. "I will pamper you tonight, and you won’t have to lift a hand. I will give you all the pleasure since you are feeling unwell. Take it as the first lesson in my plan to make you forget love and welcome lust." "...!" "Lie on the bed for me, Isa." Belle felt her throat go dry at that strict command. "I...I..." She began but could not find any words to say to make him spare her tonight. What had she got herself into? Belle thought as a pit seemed to form in her stomach, a deep, gnawing dread. "Do you need me to carry you to the bed, or would you rather walk there yourself?" Rohan questioned with dark mirth in his voice and eyes as he watched her like a hawk. He could tell she was nervous, but what to do? She had brought herself into his world. Belle began to walk slowly to the bed at a snail’s pace, as if delaying it would help prevent the dreadful act from happening tonight. She could feel him following closely behind her. When she reached the bed, she used her shaky hands to move the drapes aside and carefully sat at the edge of it, her hands folded nervously on her lap. She felt his piercing gaze on her, but she dared not look up at him. "Lie down," he ordered softly. MATURE CONTENT, NO RAPE!!

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With the weight of several worlds on her shoulders as a prophetess in the making, Zory has no interest in being slowed down by anything or anyone. When the number of targets on her back shifts from growing by the day to rising by the hour, her people quickly prove they're ready to start pulling some of the most ridiculous stunts of all time to protect her. She isn't the only one being haunted by her past lives as a phoenix and the only man who can truly understand can't seem to get her to level with him for so much as a second. With both her life and her legacy repeatedly on the line, Zory isn't interested in playing by anyone's rules but her own. With a new war on the horizon and unprecedented powers at her disposal, Zory feels obligated to stick to her guns on being the first line of defense in Zayin. As the bodies pile up around her, will she have it in her to stop a war faster than she may end up starting one? In a battle royale of seers from higher classes of beings, it doesn't help when the supernatural, paranormal and mythical beings under her jurisdiction as a proxy know so very little about life beyond their own world. The fact that the man who claims she's the love of his every life doesn't know how to take no for an answer isn't helping anything either.

Rebirth after death is already a miracle… But rebirth as a rabbit, the prey of both low-rank and high-rank beasts? Now that’s not even luck, that’s punishment. Linda Ein is born again—but in the Beast World—as a tiny, fluffy, high-value snack in a world full of predators. She discovers that the beastmen here suffer from a strange disorder that makes them shift uncontrollably between human and beast depending on their emotions, instincts, stress, or even random habits. They have no idea why this happens. But they assume it’s because their world lacks females, and that various mates for each of them will magically “fix” everything. Unfortunately for Linda and fortunately for them, Linda—now a rabbit—is the rarest female they’ve ever seen.  But Linda had one advantage no other creature had: in her previous life, she came from a family of generational zoologists, people who studied animals and passed it down to their offsprings the way other families passed down carpentry or smithing. She knew animal behavior, instincts, patterns, tricks. And this Beast World was simply… a very large, very chaotic research site. So when the beastmen begged her to stay, she lifted her rabbit ears and declared: “Perfection begins with giving me my own house.” “Done!”
“I need a store too. Beside it.” “Done!” “And… a generous supply of carrots delivered regularly. Two trucks a week isn’t bad.” “…..Done!” “Also, someone please tell that 1000-year-old flying snake to stop circling my roof.” “…” Suddenly, beastmen of all tribes are lining up, begging her…. “Queen Rabbit, please stay with me so I can stabilize!” “Me too!” “I want your presence too!” “Queen Rabbit, choose me!” Linda raises a paw. “Enough. I hear you. But this Queen Rabbit is a STEPMOTHER now so,….”

In a world scarred by the rise of biomechanical warfare and the shadow of an enigmatic syndicate known only as Ragnarök, one girl stands at the edge of revolution. April, a seemingly ordinary 20-year-old living in the fractured remnants of a future society, hides a past drenched in trauma and secrets. Blinded and deafened during a harrowing attempt to escape her abusive father—a man who destroyed her family—April is forced into a life of silence and darkness. But everything changes after an experimental surgery implants nanotech into her skull, technology far beyond anything humanity should possess. Now, April sees without eyes and hears through a new kind of sense. The nanotech has awakened a dormant potential in her—a  sigil etched behind her head shaped like Two-angelic wings. It’s not just a symbol. It’s her Gear, a powerful combat system linked to ancient animalistic and Zodiac powers—each wielder embodying a creature of legend. When she joins a covert organization aiming to dismantle Ragnarok, April discovers she’s not alone. Other Gear wielders now fight beside her. Read às April navigates brutal missions and highschool halls alike—where rivals like Tessa Lane threaten her sanity with cruel mind games—she must balance normalcy and the battlefield. Every encounter pushes her closer to the truth: about her powers, her family, and Ragnarök’s true purpose. The deeper April digs, the more the lines blur between ally and enemy. With Ragnarök’s agents—like the cold and calculating River Hoss—looming on the horizon, April must decide who she’s willing to trust, who she’s ready to fight, and how far she’ll go to protect what little she has left. The world doesn’t need a hero. It needs a weapon. And it just found one.

When Natasha Romanoff notices that she is starting to develop feelings for Wanda Maximoff, she doesn't want to admit to herself. "Love is for children." Is what the Red Room taught her over and over again. Natasha Romanoff makes the decision that is probably just sexual tension and if she has a good time with Wanda Maximoff, it will all be out of her system. After the results of the Red Room and more importantly meeting Wanda Maximoff. Natasha Romanoff is forced to take another look at the emotions she is feeling for the Scarlet Witch.

“Let me lick it clean,” said Xie Daiyu as he looked at Ruan Chanchan’s wound. Hearing his suggestion, Ruan Chanchan paused and looked at the mer in shock. She pursed her lips and said to him, “You are kidding me. Aren’t you?” “Why do you think I am joking?” The mer asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan gritted her teeth and said, “Because the wound is not somewhere you can just lick me.” “What's the matter?” Xie Daiyu asked with an innocent expression, even though his lips were about to curl in a smirk. “You are a beast woman, and I am a beast mer… this is nothing.” He pushed Ruan Chanchan down on the ground, his fingers skimming against her inner thigh. “It will be over in a matter of seconds.” Like hell it did! She ended up becoming the mother of his child. ** “This is not how you are supposed to do it.” With a frown, Rong Xian stared at her. The mer was usually silent, but today he was unusually chatty. Ruan Chanchan rolled her eyes while peering out of a boulder. She was staring at the sea while trying to look for the prince of the Basilosauruses. Her eyes kept flickering as she said to the mer behind her, “I need to talk with the prince, no matter what.” “Oh, and what do you want to talk to him about?” “Just about the salt trade.” “And what are you going to offer him in return?” the mer asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan frowned at his question. She turned to look at him before saying, “What can I offer? At most, we can discuss some kind of cooperation.” Rong Xian licked his lips as he moved forward. He caught hold of the woman and turned her around as he pressed her against the boulder. “I don’t know about cooperation, but we can discuss copulation. What do you say, Miss Ruan? Do you want this prince to give you a litter of little basilosauruses?” ** “You need to put more strength into it,” said Liang Feng. His brows were furrowed as he looked at the weak woman who was trying to pull the fang out of her arm. Ruan Chanchan frowned and scowled at the mer. She said to him, “Do you think that it's so easy?! Why don’t you do it if you think that it's that easy?” The mer sighed and crouched down. He reached out and caught Ruan Chanchan’s arm in his hands and, without waiting for the woman to say anything else, he pulled the fang out of her arm. “AHHH—urk!” Ruan Chanchan’s scream came to a sudden halt when the mer fed her a piece of flame fruit, which was sweet and delicious. “Feeling alright?” Liang Feng asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan nodded, and the mer smiled. “Good girl.” ** Kaboom! “You have to be kidding me!” That's how Ruan Chanchan felt after landing in a prehistoric world where not only did a gender other than men and women exist, but on top of that, these people could turn into beastmen! The second she arrived, Ruan Chanchan was almost squashed to death — but somehow she managed to escape. Don’t ask her how she did it; Ruan Chanchan still had some ptsd due to that incident. But if that was not bad enough, the world where she landed was also about to end. Great. Let the world know that Ruan Chanchan had offended some great immortal somewhere. Now, if she wanted to survive, then not only did she have to teach these beastmen how to farm, cook and clean themselves—You don’t want to get her started on how dirty these beastmen could be without knowing how to clean their hands and shower every day. And raw meat—yuck. Easy? Not! Not only did she transmigrate into the body of a fool, but she also ended up becoming the only beast woman who had no beast form. With a broken beast nucleus, Ruan Chanchan couldn’t find a single person who would willingly trust her. Fortunately, she had a supermarket system with her. Watch her use cotton balls and antiseptic ointments to stop the minor bleeding of the beastmen and use common antiparasitic medications to save a dying beast cub.

A law professor hiding his origin. A student who falls for him. And one secret that ties them both to the Marino name. Falling in war. Jace Marino lives two lives. Respected law professor by day, mafia heir by blood. He swore he’d left his family’s world behind, until a quiet student named Julian Pole walks into his class and turns everything upside down. Julian thinks he’s just fallen for the wrong man until he discovers the truth. Jace isn’t just his professor. He’s a Marino. And now Julian’s caught between love, lies, and one of the most dangerous families in New York

When Oleksandr Motuzenko, a Ukrainian high school senior, wins a one-year scholarship to study in South Korea, he expects a fun, easy exchange year — a break before university. Instead, he’s thrown into a whirlwind of culture shock, fame, music, and complicated feelings. Between joining a student band, falling for someone he shouldn’t, and navigating rivalries and heartbreak, Oleksandr learns that being fine isn’t about keeping it together — it’s about learning who you are when everything’s falling apart.

The twins, Zach and Mark, struggle to survive in a world brimming with hatred and anger directed solely at them. Rejected and cast out by their parents at just one year old, they spent the next several years being cared for by different relatives, only to be fully abandoned by their family at age nine. Every day is a battle for survival, with no certainty of their next meal. Their bodies bear fresh wounds layered atop old scars, offering no time or peace to heal. One day, mysterious beings summon them, promising a life filled with boundless love and care. Follow the twins as they shed their old selves and embrace their new identities as the Twin Demon Chaos. Along the way, they will meet their future mate, the Infernal Slayer Bane, and grow up in a wondrous new world among the Heavenly Clans. FYI, I use Grammarly Pro to check spelling, grammar, syntax, tone, and punctuation for consistency. I also rely on it for proofreading and editing, but I can guarantee my novel is born purely from my imagination—with a little AI help for name generation, since I'm terrible at naming!

“The end of the world was her fault or so they made it seem.” Doctor Riven Callis, the genius who devoted her life to saving Earth, found the solution humanity needed. But instead of glory, she met betrayal. The powerful twisted her creation into a weapon and silenced her with death. Two years later, she is reborn as Willow Sterling. By the time she turns eighteen, the world has almost recovered from the apocalypse and her new life is only just beginning. This time, Willow has her journey clearly drawn out. Clear her name and seize the future stolen from her. But what she doesn't expect is four strangers joining her journey. A grim assassin who kills without hesitation. A narcissistic bully who won’t leave her alone. A boy next door that seems harmless... or at least pretends to be. And a battle-scarred warrior who has only ever known war. Want to know how Willow rebuilds the world that she ended with her army of four?

Spaceships. Orbital stations. Virtual worlds. Incomprehensible aliens. A pan-galactic society where humanity is a minority. Humanoid robots. Artificial intelligences. Journeys beyond the universe. Time travel. Psi powers. Space battles. Distant gods. Video games. Servers where one can live their afterlife. Utopian societies. The Blind Gods have all this and more.

In the world of Pinnacle, bloodlines rule, hybrids are hunted, and princesses are silenced. Solace is all three and when she declares, "I am a Hybrid," everything changes. Kingdoms crumble, secrets unravel, and rebellion ignites. As she fights to survive, challenge tradition, and unite the hidden, Solace must navigate power, politics, and the cost of freedom in a world built on control. Kingdoms revolve around single bloodline powers: fire, telekinesis, shadows shaping culture, armies, and politics. Mixing bloodlines is forbidden. exceptional princesses may train, but most are pawns. Across continents, power differs: Elemental Dominion (earth, water, fire, air), Psychic Powers (telekinesis, foresight, illusions), Physical Augmentation (strength, speed, transformation), Mystical Manipulation (shadows, healing, dreamwalking). Monarchs inherit authority; Sovereigns earn it through strength, skill, and loyalty. Her rebellion sparks a new era, proving hybrids are not curses but symbols of freedom. In a world ruled by blood, power, and legacy, only the daring can change everything.

"Your boyfriend's death wasn't an accident, Miss Chen. But some things are better left buried." Aria Chen's world shattered the night she got the call. Her boyfriend, Daniel—kind, bright Daniel—was found dead at Blackwood University under "suspicious circumstances" that police quickly ruled accidental. But Aria knows better. Daniel's final voicemail, cut off mid-sentence with sounds of a fight, haunts her every night. Six months later, she transfers to Blackwood under a false name, determined to uncover what really happened. What she doesn't expect is Damien Cross—the devastatingly beautiful, cold-as-ice criminal psychology major who seems to know more than he's saying. He's brilliant, dangerous, and totally off-limits. Especially since he's still with his love, the beautiful but unsettling Victoria Ashford. When Aria learns Damien is conducting his own investigation into Daniel's death, they form an uneasy alliance. Together, they peel back layers of lies, corruption, and obsession at Blackwood's clean surface. But as they get closer to the truth, someone is watching. Someone who's already killed once. And this time, Damien is the goal. In a race against time, Aria must choose: get justice for the man she lost, or save the guy she's falling for. Because Victoria's obsession runs deeper and deadlier than anyone thought, and she won't let Damien go—even if it means burning everything to the ground. Some loves are worth dying for. Some secrets are worth killing for.

After her grandfather's death, Bai Hanyun was disowned by her parents and cast out of the Bai family. With nowhere else to go, she left the city and returned to the countryside. There, by a twist of fate, she discovered an antique mirror hidden in the basement of her newly purchased home. From that moment on, strange events began to unfold—until one day, she stumbled upon a prayer from a young general. Feng Xiyan, besieged by the Yuezhi Tribe and betrayed by the imperial court, had been driven into a desperate corner. With no access to water, food, or medicine, he and the citizens of Xiqiang City could do nothing but await death. But just as all hope seemed lost, Heaven intervened. From that moment on, the Feng Army and the people of Xiqiang City had enough food and water, living lives more prosperous than even the Emperor himself.