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They said Placement was protection. When Imara is assigned to a high-casualty unit beyond the wall, survival is supposed to be simple: follow orders, endure the wasteland, come back alive. But teams sent before hers never returned. Creatures learn. Terrain remembers. And the Accord records survival as data, not mercy. As impossible casualty ratios begin to emerge, Imara and her team become something the system didn’t plan for — an anomaly it can’t ignore. In a world built on endurance, surviving may be the most dangerous act of all.

After the death of the former Royal General and Resident Blood-Hound, the Kingdom of Dionus descended into chaos. The Second Queen rebelled. The Second Prince vanished. And the sacred balance of the Five Disciples of the Moon Goddess began to fall. As the wolves fought over the throne, one name refused to disappear. Esmeralda Malcolm. Daughter of the late Royal General. A Blood-Hound without a Wolf. Forbidden. But also the infamous red-haired troublemaker. A noble-tamer with a sharp tongue and an even sharper smile. She was never meant to inherit anything. Meant to be forgotten. But on her nineteenth birthday, the ancient contract awakens—and Esme becomes the Mistress of the Seven Princes Of Sin, beings even Alpha Kings feared to name aloud. Seven Monsters—created by a cunning Entity to represent the Seven Deadly Sins. They were bound to her by her paternal blood, rune, and will. And somehow… life got better. A silver-haired vampire who treats her like a treasure. “My lady, your fists are too precious to touch scum like that. Let me handle him.” A werewolf warlord with a pack of terrifyingly obedient men. "Dear Mistress, what command do you have for me today?” A beautiful seven-star chef insisting on feeding her by hand. "Say a word and a feast worthy of kings will be set at your table.” Best of all? A system left behind by their Creator that showed her how loyal they were to her. However, peace was short-lived. Because the Second Alpha Prince finally returns. An Alpha born to command, blessed by the Moon, feared by Kings yet haunted by a red-haired girl with a sad smile he never forgot. He comes to save her. He comes with Bloodlines, armies, and fate itself at his back. Yet Esme only laughs. After all—what’s more fun than a war between Alpha Bloodlines and Ancient Monsters? Especially when the prize is hers. The rules are simple. Fight. Win. And maybe earn a kiss on the cheek. **** This story is about the FL handling all seven brothers; their instability, their powers, their obsession—and then having multiple Alphas from different kingdoms chase after her because of her Blood-Hound wolf. ESPECIALLY THE MALE LEADs. It starts out slow but picks up quickly. Has multiple tropes as well and she's very realistic and slightly nonchalant. Please, give it till the free chapters. #StrongFL #ObsessiveML #Romantasy #SmartFL #ChildhoodFriends #MultipleLoveInterests #FandM

When Orion, the leader of the Nightshade Pack, finds an injured woman near his territory, he makes an impulsive decision to bring her into his pack for treatment. Doubts linger, as she may be a spy sent by the Enclave, led by the ruthless Luna, Victoria. What was supposed to be a straightforward case of recovery quickly becomes complicated. When Sophia awakens, she is plagued by amnesia, remembering only her name. Orion faces a dilemma: should he send her away or allow her to stay? Ultimately, he decides to keep her until her memories return. As Sophia adjusts to life in the Nightshade Pack, a deep connection forms between her and Orion. They begin to realize they belong together, but what will happen when Sophia’s memories start returning in fragments? Will those memories destroy not only their bond but also the safety of the entire pack? NB: Luna in this novel is a different concept, it doesn't just mean the wife of the Alpha. And also this book is rated 18.

Ashley Bloom was born into blood and power. As the only daughter of Matthias Bloom, the most powerful kingpin in the underworld, she grew up surrounded by loyalty, danger, and the unspoken rule that weakness meant death. But when her father is betrayed by his most trusted aide and assassinated in cold blood, Ashley’s world collapses overnight. The empire her father built begins to crumble. Rival families close in. Allies turn silent. Enemies circle like vultures. Now hunted and alone, Ashley has two choices: run… or rise. Determined to reclaim her father’s throne and expose the traitor who destroyed her family, she steps into a world that never believed she would lead. But she knows she cannot win a war this big on her own. There is only one man powerful enough to help her rebuild the Bloom empire. Terrence Walters. Young. Ruthless. Brilliant. Feared across the underworld. And her father’s greatest enemy. For years, Terrence and Matthias Bloom fought a silent war for dominance. Their names were never spoken in the same room without tension. But now fate forces Ashley to stand before the one man her father despised. When she proposes an alliance, Terrence studies her with cold amusement. “I can help you,” he says calmly. “But on one condition.”

A modern mother and her small daughter accidentally cross into a primitive world where technology does not exist—but kindness does. With no tools, no shelter, and no shared language, survival should have been impossible… yet the forest guides them, and a mysterious tribe decides to help.

She refuses to be controlled. He refuses to lose control. What begins as a corporate takeover turns into a battle of wills, where attraction is inconvenient, and distance becomes impossible. As power shifts and boundaries blur, Emma and Ethan discover that the most dangerous negotiations aren’t fought in boardrooms. Because when control finally breaks, passion takes over — and sparks don’t ask for permission.

Hana thought she knew how to play the game. After getting kicked out of every school in the city, the quiet mountain town of Villaluz was supposed to be her final destination. But the rules here are different. When she enters a high-stakes rivalry with Jaden-the town's golden boy with a dark streak-she thinks she's just fighting for status. She doesn't realise she's being groomed. From uncooked meat to dancing with the devil, Jaden is pulling her deeper into a world of primal rituals and ancient shadows. Their "disease" isn't a medical mystery-it's a hunger. In Villaluz, the party doesn't end until the sacrifice is made. And this year, Hana is the guest of honour. Hana felt her pulse thrum in her chest as Jaden stepped closer, the dim light of the room casting shadows across his sharp features. His eyes locked onto hers, piercing, unrelenting, as if he were looking straight into her thoughts. "Look into my eyes, darling," he murmured, his voice low and smooth, brushing over her like a velvet threat. "You, Hana... are worth every single thing. Even if it means taking another's life." She swallowed, forcing her hands to remain steady, refusing to let the tremor in her chest betray her. His gaze sharpened, searching hers, testing. "I'm not very patient. Will you let me?" Hana's lips pressed into a thin line. Her mind screamed caution, yet a flicker of curiosity dared her to meet his challenge. She wouldn't let him see her fear-not fully. She wouldn't give him that. But with an invitation to the most dangerous party of the year and a coded warning from a missing friend, Hana barely realises that she is running out of time. Love is a trap. The village is a cage. written by P.L.ADMIRAL.(praise hope)

[R-18] [Explicit Adult Content] [Super Genius FMC] Serafina Francinetti was meant to inherit an empire of steel, blood, and loyalty. Then greed tore Germany’s Steel Empire apart, and the Francinetti Familia was butchered in a single night. Gunfire turned their stronghold into a slaughterhouse. Serafina fought until her magazines ran dry. She watched her father, Don Lorenzo Francinetti III, fall grinning like a man who refused to fear death. She bled out beside him with nine bullets in her gut and lungs. She should have died there. Instead, Serafina wakes beneath the ruins in the hands of a stranger, an infamous man who can hand her everything she needs for revenge. Names. Routes. Weapons. Access to the traitors who signed her family’s death warrant. His offer comes with a price, not her freedom, but her future. To hunt monsters, she must step into their world. As Serafina rebuilds herself into something sharper than grief, she finds the one complication she never planned for. The man who saved her is not just a key to vengeance. He is a threat to her control, a temptation to her ambition, and the only person ruthless enough to stand beside her when the city turns into a warzone. In a world that only respects power, Serafina must choose. Become someone’s weapon, or become the woman who rules the aftermath. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

She was like ice and He was like fire and both their fates got tangled together with a race looking for one man. The man who was responsible for the sufferings that they both endured in their lives. The man who was also planning to introduce the impossible into the world and also rule over it with his wicked schemes. The man that they both swore to get revenge on and destroy him due to all the pain that he caused. Join Patricia and Isaac as they race through their adventures which will lead them to the man that caused pain and suffering into their lives. Whilst also discovering the man's sickening plans to change the world and how they put a stop to it. IT STARTED WITH A RACE AND IT WILL END WITH A RACE.

She saved his life. Now her future belongs to his world. Dr. Emilia Conti is a brilliant trauma surgeon drowning in debt and grief. One violent night, she breaks every rule to save a dying man with a gunshot wound—never expecting to see him again. Until she does. Alessio Lombardi is the ruthless heir to a powerful crime dynasty, a man who survives by control and calculation. Owing Emilia a life debt he refuses to release, he draws her into his dangerous world with an offer she cannot walk away from: protection, freedom from her debts, and safety… in exchange for becoming his wife. What begins as survival becomes a battle of wills. As secrets surface and betrayal closes in, Emilia is forced to choose between blood and loyalty, morality and devotion. In a world ruled by power, love is never gentle—and trust can be fatal.

She was considered a sin. A child born of the union of two creatures that should not be. The lower gods saw her as their way to freedom, the higher gods feared and disdained her existence, but the Supremes cared nothing for it. Born into a world that gave orders from birth, an order enforced with no way of escape. There was so much injustice but no one cared. Her powers were sealed away, condemned to a life where she is pushed around and has no say or power. She hates her the life forced on her, she hates the higher gods, but most of all she hates the Supremes. And swears to destroy the order the hold as sacred. As war spreads, and revolts arises, she embarks on a blood soaked path, not to destroy the world, but to reshape it. A world where birth is not a prison. But reshaping order demands sacrifice and her life might be a cost. she claims the name child of order. The gods will not simply die, they have to be erased, but she will become the one thing they all fear.

Family is a luxury not everyone can afford. Adelyn learned that the day Clara returned to the Scott family —and she quietly stopped belonging. No one abused her. No one hurt her openly. But the love that was once hers alone became divided. The attention that once chose her … became something she had to borrow. And whenever something precious stood between her and Clara —Adelyn was the one asked to let go. Not once. Not twice. But every single time. Her dreams. Her choices. Her place in the family. Her heart didn’t break in a single moment —it wore down slowly … until nothing remained worth fighting for. So, she erased herself from their world. Not in anger. Not in revenge. But to save what little of herself was left. ————— Seven years later, Adelyn returned. Not for the Scott family. Not for their love. She came back for the dreams she was once forced to abandon —and this time, nothing would be taken from her. No compromises. No sacrifices. Only her life. Her rules. She breathed in freedom. “No family…no shackles.” But just then— Two small arms wrapped around her legs. She stiffened. Looking down, she met a pair of familiar doe eyes staring up at her with unwavering trust. “Mama … Eira waited long for you. Don’t leave again.” …Mama? Before she could understand or react, a tall shadow fell over them. A man stood there —gaze sharp, cold, claiming —looking at her like she had belonged to him. “You dared to show up again?” Adelyn felt clueless. She would have asked him what he meant, however — Before she could speak — the ground vanished beneath her feet. A powerful arm lifted her effortlessly. “Since you dared …” his voice dropped —low, restrained, dangerous. “Don’t think of escaping again.

After surviving three brutal years in a post-apocalyptic world, Luo Sui uncovers a devastating truth: her identity was stolen, her powers destroyed, her dimensional space taken, her family wiped out, and her fiancé turned against her — all because of Su Wanwan. Driven to her absolute breaking point, she believes she has lost everything… until fate grants her a second chance. Reborn before the catastrophe unfolds, Luo Sui swears to rewrite her future and never allow Su Wanwan to succeed again. Acting swiftly and strategically, she secures critical supplies, mobilizes two powerful families, and lays the foundation for survival in a collapsing world. As natural disasters erupt, a mysterious plague transforms humans into zombies, and strange creatures roam the land, an enigmatic interface suddenly appears before humanity — a survival system offering both danger and opportunity. Amid the chaos, rumors spread of a striking woman with a brown rose in her hair riding a blazing fox. Others encounter bizarre loot: universal bandages, pumpkin carriages, flying chickens, light-energy weapons, hamster spaces, butterfly wings, and snail dwellings — items that seem broken at first glance. But Luo Sui knows better. The so-called “junk” in her hands hides extraordinary value. Through the system, she trades them for advanced weapons, body-enhancing pills, futuristic vehicles, mechs, medical facilities, and treasures drawn from cultivation realms. With these resources, she begins recruiting future allies and constructing the strongest base the new world has ever seen. Gu Nanyan re-enters her life—alive, powerful, and as cold and dangerous as ever, yet not yet doomed by the trap that once led to his death. This time, Luo Sui approaches him differently. No longer passive or naive, she takes the initiative to form an alliance built on mutual trust, strategic alignment, and unspoken understanding. Gu Nanyan, known for his ruthless efficiency, reveals a restrained gentleness only in her presence. Beneath his calm exterior lies a sharp, calculating mind equal to her own. And this is only the beginning — because the true trials of evolution have yet to arrive.

"I never loved you. You were just a tool." In a world where memory is erased every sunrise, Ceres is the only one who remembers everything. She is the Administrator of the Old World, trapped in a dying Cyberpunk Empire. To regain her power and stop the apocalypse, she needed the heart of the strongest being in the universe: Metis, the Dragon King. So, she lied. She seduced him. She stole his heart-scale and left him for dead. She thought the Law of Oblivion would make him forget her within minutes. She was wrong. Five years later, Ceres sits on her throne, ruling a world without a past. Suddenly, the Dragon King descends from the stars. He has carved her name into his bones. He endures the torture of the [Soul Hourglass] every second just to keep her face in his mind. He doesn't remember who he is. He doesn't remember why he is bleeding. He only knows one thing as he kneels at her feet: "Use me again, my Queen. Break me again. Just don't leave me again." [Cyberpunk + Fantasy] [Ruthless Female Lead] [Obsessive Dragon] [Tragic Worldview]

From overworked corporate slave to… the fat niece of a future villain? At twenty-three, my life ended in the most ironic way possible, drowning in a lake while reading an online romance novel. When I woke up, I wasn’t just alive, I was inside that very novel. And worse, not as the princess or the healer or even the tragic maid. No. I woke up as Seraphine Agro, the silver-haired, chubby niece of the story’s main villain, Duke Tayler Agro, the man who would one day summon a famine, experiment on peasants, and get publicly executed. Awesome. Now I’m stuck in a half-collapsed mansion with stale soup, a broken “Duke” father who’s too kind for his own good, and an entire kingdom collapsing into plague and hunger. And to make things worse, the hero of the story—the dangerously handsome knight Sir Alex Canva, is on his way to inspect our lands. I know the plot. I know who dies. And I’m not planning to go quietly. Armed with sarcasm, stubbornness, and a questionable diet, I’m rewriting destiny, one disastrous choice at a time.

A reverse harem with a twist. The most notorious female killer, Alice, is arrested and jailed after two decades of her reign of terror. She is gunned down while attempting to escape, and instead of that being the end of her story, she finds herself in a different reality and in the body of a doppelganger, Lisa, who happens to be the heir of a criminal empire. She wakes up at Lisa's fathers funeral and is confronted with a well established criminal empire at her beck and call and enemies who will stop at nothing to see her dead. The top six men in Lisa's organization and also the firstborn sons of the six families in the criminal empire were promised her hand in marriage. With a criminal empire in one hand hand and six stunning suitors in the other Alice cannot wait to make the world and her new husbands scream her name.

[18+ | Mature Content | Dark Romance] After slaving away for years as Ares King's sole overworked secretary, Catherine has finally had enough of his domineering and heartless attitude. She wants to quit and use the severance pay to settle her family's debts, and spend more time with her long-term boyfriend. But soon after she hands her resignation letter, she finds out that her boyfriend cheated on her. He claims she's a wreck with no future, and he's better off without her. Heartbroken and devastated, Catherine is grasping at the last straw when her boss, Ares King, proposes a contract out of the blue. "Become my wife for one year." "Why me, Mr. King?" "Because we work, Ms. Lane.” The last thing she wanted was to make a deal with the devil. But this offer is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Sell your soul to the devil for one year. How hard can that be? ********** Excerpt: "How many?" I froze. Did he expect me to count? "How. Many?" "I-I don't—Ah!" Ares spanked me again, continuously. My eyes stung, and sweet pain overtook me. I should feel sick from deriving pleasure from this, but strangely, I wasn't. "Two?" I teased, purposely getting the numbers wrong. "You shouldn't have done that." Just as I thought, he started again, but this time he drove each hit with more force until my ass was burning. "Fifteen!" I yelled, shaking. "Wrong." My heart momentarily stopped. "I got it right!" "You missed one." He pressed his hand on my searing bottom, and I moaned. I tried to squirm away, but he trapped my hands behind my back, his voice dark with warning. "Move again, and you'll regret it." ~ A/N: This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental.

When Cordy gives in to despair, she finds she's more than she ever imagined. Now, she's forced to learn how to utilize gifts she never knew she had while reforging lost bonds that may prove more vital than she ever realized.

Alina gave everything to her marriage—her youth, her dreams, her name. She stood beside Darius when he was nothing but a rising CEO with ambition and debt. Then one evening, he calmly handed her divorce papers. “This marriage no longer makes sense.” No betrayal. No shouting. Just a clean, calculated decision—because she no longer added value to his life. Alina left quietly. With no money. No connections. No place in society. Everyone thought she was finished. What no one knew… was that Alina had never been weak. Years later, when Darius faces the most brutal corporate war of his career, the rival destroying his empire has a name he never expected to see again. Alina. Cold. Elegant. Untouchable. No longer his wife—but his equal. Now, as his company collapses and regret keeps him awake at night, Darius realizes the truth far too late— The woman he discarded didn’t disappear. She came back to stand across the boardroom table from him. And this time… she will never kneel again.

Her childhood was forged in shadows, and she was sharpened into a weapon, trained to be a ghost, a killer—an instrument of vengeance. The target: a decorated general who brought down her family. But fate doesn't follow orders. Just as Lara was about to execute her long-planned mission, everything spiraled out of control. A military convoy intercepted her escape route—escorting none other than the general himself. And then came the moment that changed everything. A blinding crash. Screeching tires. Her body was thrown like a ragdoll, then darkness. She had a fleeting recollection of another world, another lifetime where kings ruled the land with an iron fist. But she woke up, and twelve long months had passed.  She did not know where she was or who she was. She remembered nothing. They told her different names. A child with trembling hope whispered, “Mommy, your name is Moira Torres.” Her doctor insisted, “Your admission slip says Larissa Reyes.” A hardened general leaned close and commanded, “Remember who you are. Remember your mission.” Then another general—dangerously calm, incredibly familiar—looked at her as if she mattered and asked, “Can I call you Lara?” The name unlocked something buried deep in her soul. Lara Norse Kromwel. Daughter of General Odin Norse. Empress of the First Empire. But the man who watched her most closely dismissed it with cold certainty. “This is the 21st century,” he said. “What nonsense are you spouting? What Empress? You are my woman. You can only be mine!"