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On her engagement night, Louisa’s life falls apart. She is falsely accused of betrayal, humiliated in public, and as a result, her father disowns her and throws her out. But her heartbreak didn’t end there—she discovered her fiancé in an intimate moment with her sister on the very bed meant for their marriage. Heartbroken and alone, Louisa fled the country to rebuild her life—only to discover she was carrying a child from a night she barely remembered. Four years later, she returned as Louisa Song, with a little damsel by her side, determined to reclaim the life she had lost. Those who hurt her would pay a hundredfold. Forgiveness? A second chance? To Louisa, they were luxuries no longer within reach. But soon, she discovered that her child bore a striking resemblance to the stranger from that fateful night—who turned out to be a hidden billionaire. Now, he wants Louisa and their child bound in a contract marriage neither of them is willing to accept… with something far more dangerous waiting between them.

I wasn’t supposed to matter to him. Men like Marco Vitale don’t notice women like me. He’s the most dangerous mafia king in Sicily. Ruthless. Untouchable. Feared. And I was just doing my job. Stay quiet. Stay invisible. Get through the flight. That was all I needed to do.Until one mistake ruined everything.One spill. One second. And suddenly, he noticed me. I thought I would lose my job.Instead, I lost my freedom. Because Marco Vitale doesn’t chase women.He chooses them. Keeps them. Owns them.And once he decides something belongs to him— it doesn’t leave. Now I’m trapped in his world.A world of power, control, and danger I don’t understand. A man I can’t escape.A man who looks at me like I already belong to him. I tell myself this isn’t real.That I can walk away.That I still have a choice.But every time he says my name— I feel it. The truth.This was never just a mistake. It was the moment he decided I was his. And in Marco Vitale’s world… there is no escape.

A marriage built on deception. A love neither expected. And a truth that could destroy them both. **** He married a stranger. She became the only truth he ever wanted. When Adrian Alaric Montrose, a duke of Langford, agrees to an arranged marriage, he expects a union of convenience, nothing more. But the quiet grace of his new wife disarms him, her warmth awakening a tenderness he never imagined. What he doesn’t know is that his duchess is not Lady Evelina Harcourt at all, but Clara Whitlow, a humble girl who traded her freedom for her mother’s life. **** She stepped into another woman’s world— and found the one man who could see her truth. Clara Whitlow never meant to deceive anyone. But when desperation forced her into a noblewoman’s place, she became the Duchess of Langford overnight. Cold halls turned warm beneath her care, and the duke who’d never known love began to fall for her kindness, her laughter, her heart. But secrets can only sleep for so long. When the truth surfaces, Clara must face the man she loves, and the ruin her love has wrought. BOOK TROPES: Arranged Marriage Marriage of Convenience (turned real love) Identity Swap / Impostor Bride Forbidden Love Class Difference Romance Hidden Identity Love Born from Deception Slow Burn Romance The Duke Falls First Found Family Redemption & Forgiveness Emotional Reveal / Secret Comes Out

                        They say home is where the heart is, but her heart has always lived elsewhere. It lived in the smell of paddy fields on a village she have never been to. It lived in the sound of a bustling marketplace in a village whose name she did not know. It lived in the quiet, aching gaze of a man she had never met, yet loved with a familiarity that terrified her. She was a stranger in her own skin, a protagonist unaware that her current life was merely a quiet interlude between the chapters of a much louder, deeper story—a story that had already ended, yet refused to die....

Enemies To Lovers+ Unfiltered Smut + Billionaire Romance + Strong Female Lead. . . From this: “I’ve slept with every woman in this house. What will it take to get that divorce, Brianna? Do I have to go after your mother next?" To this: “I don’t want anyone if it’s not you, my dear wife.” Brianna thought her nightmare was finally over the night she made her abusive, cheating husband fall to his death. But when he woke up in the hospital, smiling at her with tender eyes and calling her “the most beautiful woman he’s ever met”… she knew something was terribly wrong. This wasn’t the man who humiliated her, mocked her, and destroyed her name. Now, her deadbeat husband has become a possessive, seductive, and obsessed doting stranger—one who claims he’ll cherish her forever. . . [Excerpt] "Wife, your hands are dirty now. Go wash them. I don't want his scent on you." That seemed like a good enough excuse to regain her senses with the timeout. Brianna sighed, already turning to limp, but the grip from the bed suddenly became firmer. She tugged further, but to no avail. Sighing, "Lucian, let go. I need to go to the restroom. I need a moment to... to process this." She tugged her slender wrist again, against his hold, but his fingers were a collar of iron. He didn't even look at the door. His dark, fixated eyes were locked onto the palm Marcus Thorne had just grabbed. Lucian's voice was heavy with the haze of the concussion and a terrifying, sudden possessiveness. "No. I don't want you out of my sight. Someone else might... hold your hands again." "I am going five feet away. I'm not a child, and I'm certainly not a prisoner. Now, let go so I can get this… this man's sweat off my skin." "I'll do it," Lucian muttered. However, before Brianna could ask how, he pulled her hand toward his face. Her eyes widened as she realized his intent. "What are you doing, Lucian? Don't you dare—Don't you dare lick my hand!" Brianna flinched violently, dragging her body backward until she was nearly doubled over the edge of the bed, but he was immovable. His concussed brain had simplified the world: Stranger touched Wife. Stranger's scent must be replaced by mine. "Stay still, wife. It'll be quick." "What kind of animal are you—! Lucian, stop! This is unhygienic! It's… it's psychotic!" Brianna turned desperately towards the corner where Marcus Thorne was still standing paralyzed by the sight! "Marcus! Well, don't just stand there! Do something! Help me!" Meanwhile, Marcus Thorne looked like he wanted to jump out of the window! He was watching the President of Better Health, the most powerful man in the city, bring his wife's hand to his mouth with the raw intent of a wolf. Marcus stammered, his hands shaking as he took a frantic step toward the door. "I-I think I'll just... I'll leave the couple to their... their private recovery. Yes. Intimate recovery." "Marcus! Get back here!" Brianna cried out with wide eyes of disbelief. But Marcus refused to look back. He gestured vaguely with a trembling hand, looking as though he'd just witnessed a ritual he wasn't meant to survive, and ran into the hallway. The door clicked shut with a finality that sounded like a prison cell locking. Brianna stared at the wooden door, her mouth agape. "You coward! You—" "Wife, I told you. Stay still." ... From deadbeat to doting, her husband has changed overnight. But if he isn’t the man she married, then something is wrong with her husband!

Four hundred years ago, the moon wept blood. From that night onward, demons—known as the Tainted—swarmed the land, feasting on the spiritual energy of the living. The once-peaceful realm descended into chaos. Now, humanity survives behind two massive walls, while the lands beyond decay into a demon-infested wasteland. Join Linyue and her companions who specializes in finding trouble, inventing trouble, and loudly denying they caused the trouble as they stumble upon the buried truths behind the Weeping Moon. Secrets that have remained hidden for centuries and may change everything they know.

In her past life, Michelle was an ordinary doctor who worked in a small hospital, but once in a while, a strange envelope would arrive at her apartment and she would take up a weaon and turn into a deadly assassin known for her stealthiness. But being a top assassin, Michelle had many enemies and ended up dying, only to wake up in the body of Michelle Grace, a pampered young miss in a world similar to ancient dynasties, except that cultivation existed there. Not everyone could cultivate, but Michelle Grace could. The original Michelle Grace was engaged to the Crown Prince, and he killed her before Michelle took over the body, so after making a deal with Michelle Grace's father, the Archduke, Michelle took on the name Grace and started a revenge plan on the Crown Prince, his lover, his mistress and his father, the Emperor. A bit troublesome: Michelle gained the attention of two men who together were the Dark Lord. They were horrifyingly powerful, so Michelle had to be careful around them. Luckily, they didn't have in their plans harming her, as they were intrigued by her constitution. Michelle possessed a rare blood, which they could use.

Ema’s life was never kind. Sold by her own mother to pay off a debt, she is dragged into the world of the mafia, believing her life is over the moment she stands before Derek, a feared mafia alpha with a ruthless reputation. But instead of cruelty, she finds protection. As Ema struggles to survive her new life, she discovers she is being hunted for a reason she doesn’t understand. The truth shatters everything she knows—she is a Virex, a rare and dangerous being capable of absorbing a werewolf’s power with a single touch. Trapped between enemies, secrets, and a fate she never chose, Ema must learn to survive under the grip of a mafia alpha who is far more connected to her destiny than she ever imagined.

Excerpt: “I warned you, didn’t I, Aliana?” His deep, masculine voice reverberated through the air like silk. Her name rolled off his sinful lips so seductively that it made her want to roll her eyes in reluctant delight. That thought alone made her brows knit in confusion until she heard him continue, “You step into my world, and I will ruin you in ways you never imagined.” Aliana shivered, not only at the warning he had given her far too many times, but also at the way his icy blue eyes pierced her so intensely that it felt as though she might burn and freeze all at once. Yet here she was….alone, standing in his mansion, dimly lit with only the glow of the burning fireplace casting shadows across one side of his gorgeous face. Thunder rolled outside, followed by the onslaught of heavy rain pelting against the massive floor-to-ceiling, black-panelled windows. Ignoring her thrumming heartbeat, she drew in a sharp breath and replied, “You did… but didn’t I say there is nothing I love more than a challenge? If you’re going to ruin me, Gavriel, at least make sure you’re the only one left standing when the dust settles.” His eyes widened ever so slightly before he rose from his armchair and padded across the carpet to stand right before her. The moment his fingers lifted to touch her chin, a jolt of electricity shot down her spine as he leaned in and said, “You want to play a dangerous game, Aliana…. and make no mistake, this devil loves to play.” Tilting her chin closer to his face, he whispered, “So here’s my offer, Aliana…. marry me.” .... The book cover is mine, don't use it.

I died a heroic, powerful, male Archmage… so why did I wake up as a sixteen-year-old girl?! Theo’s last memory is of a glorious, failed last stand. His next is a beeping hospital machine—and a terrifyingly handsome guy he’s pretty sure is a demon calling him “princess.” Now, he’s Thea Montrose, youngest daughter of a powerful family in a world run on magi-tech and corporate espionage. Between navigating floating cars, enduring his new mom’s hugs, and figuring out the horrifyingly complex mechanics of using the bathroom, Theo has his hands full. But his new family is hiding secrets, and their rivals play for keeps. Good thing this spoiled heiress’s body now holds the soul of an ancient wizard. They wanted the real Thea back? They’re about to get way more than they bargained for. He failed to save his old world from an apocalypse—now he just might save this one (and finally figure out how this bra works).

A prince from a brutal magical world— stripped of everything. No magic. No status. No control. Trapped in a world where strength means nothing. He was born to control others— now he depends on someone he would have broken in his own world. To return home, he must gather his power piece by piece. But when the time finally comes— the one who should never survive there… chooses to follow him anyway. — Slow burn | M/M | Dark fantasy | Two worlds | Power progression | Power imbalance

SYNOPSIS They say the enemy of my enemy is my friend but what happens when that friend becomes an enemy you cannot escape? Fiona Brett's rise as a promising actress is abruptly derailed when her parents, desperate to save the family from financial ruin, accept a marriage proposal on her behalf from a man she barely knows. Forced to shoulder the burden of her family’s survival, Fiona is compelled to sacrifice her own dreams. Seeking solace, she turns to the love of her life, Alexander only to discover him entangled with her own sister. Betrayed and heartbroken, Fiona meets a tragic end at the hands of those she trusted most. But fate gives her a second chance. Reborn on the very day everything fell apart, Fiona awakens with a burning resolve: revenge. Determined to reclaim her life, she strikes a dangerous deal with her fiancé, a pact laced with thorns and unforeseen consequences. As her past wounds begin to heal, Fiona finds her heart ensnared deeper than ever by Manson’s dangerous game yet even he is unaware that he, too, has been caught in its snare. Together, they step into a world far darker than Fiona could have imagined: a world of deception, hidden truths, ruthless manipulators, and long-burried sins. She soon realizes that the game she thought was hers alone is far larger than any personal vengeance, orchestrated by forces far beyond Manson, herself, or any other player. In a tangled web of greed, betrayal, and power, one question remains: who will emerge victorious?

warming 18+ werewolf, vampire, contract marriage, alpha, Sold by her own family, Penélope Vega, a despised vampire girl, is forced into a political marriage with the most feared Alpha werewolf, Leo Alexander Freeman. Cold, ruthless, and untouchable, he sees her as nothing more than a tool—until her blood awakens something dangerous. Hated by his pack and trapped in enemy territory, she refuses to break. Beneath her silence lies a secret powerful enough to shift the balance between vampires and wolves. As war brews and enemies close in, desire turns into obsession, and a fragile bond forms between them. But in a world built on betrayal and blood, love may be the most dangerous weakness of all.

#NoCP #PlayingPig (This novel is one of my favorites. I’ve gone back and reread it about 5–6 times now.) Jing Shu has seen the end of the world, and it’s literally a storm of epic proportions, and she’s been given the ultimate do-over: a ten-year rewind. Thrown back in time to just two months before everything goes to hell, she has one mission: to make her apocalypse as comfortable as possible. Forget just surviving. While others are scrambling for canned beans, Jing Shu is building a fortified sanctuary, raising soon-to-be-extinct poultry for gourmet meals, and cultivating a garden of forgotten veggies. Armed with a mysterious evolving cube that grants her a private pocket dimension and a magical spirit spring water, she’s set to ride out the disaster in style. But what’s the point of living like a queen if you can’t enjoy a little revenge? The apocalypse is about to get a serious upgrade in style, and Jing Shu can’t wait for her enemies to see what they’re missing. Let them hear the sizzle of her steak and smell the aroma of her barbecue. Their despair is just the seasoning she needs. In a world where humanity itself is changing, mutating into powerful "New Humans" fused with the chaos, Jing Shu is ready to evolve right along with them. She’s got her cube, her spring, and a plan. The storm is coming, and she has a front-row seat. === English Original Title:《I'm planting a field in the end times》 (Note: Title adapted for tone and readability while preserving the story’s core themes.) Status: Completed

An Jian a young female general pursues her sister's suspected killer into a portal, time travelling to modern day. With only her wits and internal martial arts skills like those of a wuxia novel, she will navigate the concrete jungle of Asia, meeting unlikely allies and possibly sparking romance all the while unravelling the truths behind her sister's fate.

"This was all for your...revenge?" His grip is tightening round my neck. Choking me. His face all over me. Taking in my scent. He breathes me in. Raises his head and goes again and again like I was some calming antidote to his madness. "Go for it, Grace. Kiss him. Let your scent calm his beast. Or he will rip your throat out. He doesn't recognise the difference between right and wrong now. Do it or you will be dead." The annoying voice in my head pleads. "I'm not going to initiate..." Before I have a chance to finish my sentence, before I even have a chance to draw breath, his mouth swoops down and captures mine in a hungry, searing kiss. His lips are voracious, taking everything I have to give and then demanding even more. The fire that glows within me burns and crackles even hotter than what he stoked that night, hotter by tenfold. "You shouldn't do this to me," he whispers against my mouth. "You shouldn't. Everything about you is absolutely wrong. And yet..." =========================== Grace Cooper was once the doted-on daughter of powerful Beta parents until the night her younger sister died. Accused of the murder and unable to defend herself because she was born mute, Grace lived a miserable life. She was locked up most of the time, and in the rare times she was freed, she slaved away doing menial labor. For years she lived under their hatred, blamed for a crime she never committed. When she finally turned of age for the Moon Judgement, the pack decided her fate―she was to be sentenced to death by hanging. But that didn't come to pass. Grace is saved by a striking Lycan. Tall, intimidating, and infuriatingly seductive, Sucre Winchester, the Lycan King of the North, had been hunting for his fated mate for years. Only, he never expected fate to lead him to a broken Omega. And he isn't the only one tied to her. Sucre has two identical brothers, and they too feel a bond with her. Grace is everything the Lycans are raised to despise―a weak werewolf who is no better than a human. The Lycans have spent centuries wiping out the wolf packs, and now, their fated mate belongs to one. They should reject her. They should kill her. Yet, she is the only female whose scent could drive them to territorial madness. So instead, they claim her. Now, hunted by her former pack and trapped in the brutal politics of Lycan royalty, Grace must survive three dangerously dominant mates whose instincts demand to protect, possess... and knot. But as the truth about her sister's death begins to surface, it becomes clear that her execution was never about justice. It was about silencing her. And the three dark Lycans who have knotted her may have unleashed something far more dangerous than they expected. =========================== TRIGGER WARNING This book contains mature and potentially distressing themes intended for adult readers only. It is not suitable for anyone under the age of 18. Within these pages you will encounter depictions of: Graphic sexual content, Knotting, Psychological manipulation and emotional abuse, Grief, trauma and PTSD, Power imbalance and captivity, Domestic abuse. These themes are explored with intention and are central to the characters' journey. Author's Note: To the late bloomers. May you find your pack, may you find your mate, may you find your man. whatever it is you desire.

After the Royal General’s death, Dionus fractures. Esmeralda Malcolm. The daughter of the fallen hero, a forbidden Blood-Hound without a Wolf, was meant to vanish. Until her nineteenth birthday. An ancient contract awakens. She becomes Mistress to the Seven Princes of Sin: immortal brothers of astounding power and fragile minds. A silver-haired vampire who treasures her: “My lady, your fists are too precious. Let me handle him.” A werewolf warlord with terrifyingly obedient men: “Dear Mistress, your command?” A seven-star chef feeding her by hand: “Say the word, and a king’s feast awaits.” A hidden system measures their loyalty. But the Second Alpha Prince returns. The only man who remembers the girl behind her smile. And the ancient Rogue King, prophecy of extinction, has revived… and he’s coming for the girl who saved his life. When kingdoms hunt her to control Alpha Kings and Princes… Esme only laughs. If they want her… they’ll have to survive her monsters first.

I was just trying to survive another night shift. Then I saved a man who shouldn't exist. Marcus is a Roman general—wounded, dangerous, and impossibly out of time. One moment, he belonged to an empire that ruled the world. The next, he was in mine… with enemies that refused to stay buried in the past. Now we’re running. From the police. From my ex, who won’t stop hunting us. From a truth that’s starting to unravel everything I thought I knew about myself. Because the longer Marcus stays, the more impossible things become. He speaks of honor like it’s law. Looks at me like I already belong to him. And protects me like I’m something worth going to war for. I keep telling myself he’s just my patient, that I'm merely helping him. But patients don’t kiss you like it’s a vow. They don’t risk everything to stay by your side. And they definitely don’t make you question where—and when—you truly belong. Because if Marcus is right… Then helping him return to his world might not just mean losing him— It might mean losing myself with him.