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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.

In her past life, he ruined her. In this one, he won’t let her go. In her past life, Princess Katerina was promised to Prince Maximilian, the man she loved… until he betrayed her and destroyed her name beyond repair. When duty demanded it, she married King Dorian to save her people. It was a marriage born of sacrifice, not desire. But Maximilian never let her go. Even after ascending the throne of a rival kingdom, he pursued her relentlessly... not as a lover, but as a hunter. An enemy king. A shadow that followed her across borders and battlefields. A war she could never escape. Because of him, she lost everything. Her name. Her achievements. And the most unforgivable loss of all... her children. She died without ever understanding why he destroyed her… or why he never stopped. Reincarnated into the modern world as Catherine Preston, she wants only one thing: a quiet life. She has wealth, a powerful family that adores her, and a brilliant mind meant for research, not war. This time, she believes merit will protect her. This time, she believes the world is fairer. She is wrong. Traitors circle her once more—stealing her work, erasing her name, cornering her with smiles and contracts. And just as she stands on the edge of ruin… he appears again. Not as her enemy. Not as a king. But as her savior. “Marry me,” Maximilian Whitmore says calmly. “I’ll give you everything you dream of.” Catherine refuses. She will not trust the man who destroyed her once already. But fate has other plans. A curse. A bond. A shackle she cannot break. The only way to ease the curse… is intimacy with the man she despised. Bound once more to the enemy king of her past life, Catherine must face a terrifying question: Does Maximilian truly not remember what he did… or is he hiding the truth behind those unreadable eyes? And when King Dorian returns in this life, offering her peace and safety… Two men. Two pasts. One woman who remembers everything. In a world where names mean power and love is a battlefield, was Maximilian her greatest enemy… or the truth she was never meant to uncover? A reincarnation romance of obsession, betrayal, fate-bound love, and painful second chances. #A heart-throbbing reincarnation romance filled with obsession, power, betrayal, and fate-bound love. #Enemies to lovers. Soul shackles. Overbearing kings. Painful second chances. #Slowburn romance. Update will be once a day and there will be bonus chapters if we reach milestones. Hope you'll join me in this journey.

Zora, once a talented clan head, dies in her world and wakes up in the body of a bullied “waste” young lady of the General’s Manor. Betrayed by her sister Luna, abandoned by her fiancé Crown Prince Philip, and left to die, she rises again because the ancient "Ring of Chaos" has chosen her. Inside the ring, she discovers a vast inner world, two mischievous spirit beasts, and a forbidden art that belongs only to her. After one month of training, she transforms completely: stronger, beautiful, and no longer someone others can trample. On her first day out, she saves the crippled and unloved Prince, Kael, from an “accident,” catching the attention of everyone. He appears to be a playful, shameless prince, but beneath that facade lies someone with a mysterious nature. And from then on, their fates entwined with one another, which leads to an unexpected romance. With her new power, wit, and allies, Zora starts her road of revenge and growth, intending to become the strongest person on the planet. *** Note: Currently have about 624 chapters of raw chapters. Until the chapter count reaches, the update schedule will be: 120-150 chapters/month [30-45 chapters/week] Update Time: There is no fixed time of the day for the upload. Better to read after the reset time. *** To support the author financially to keep up the high update schedule, other than gifts... patreon.com/snowstar

Sisi’s life becomes a nightmare on her birthday when her adoptive father tries to rape her. After she fights back valiantly, he beats her half to death and throws her into a ramshackle shed to rot. She believes she would die alone, until she discovers a wounded wolf cub hiding in the shadows. Drawing on her experience caring for infants, Sisi nurses the injured cub, only to learn he is no ordinary animal but a young wolf beastman named Jojo. When her father discovers Jojo and captures him, he threatens the cub’s life to force Sisi into his bed. Cornered and desperate, Sisi’s dormant faerie powers erupt. On that fateful night, she escapes with Jojo into the depths of the forest, vanishing where no one should be able to follow. Lost and hunted, the human girl and the little wolf beastman cling to each other for survival, until Jojo’s father, an Alpha wolf who had been crowned the new Beast King, finds them. Without warning, he seizes Sisi and declares: “My son has imprinted on you as his mother. You must take responsibility.” “H-How do I take responsibility?” Sisi whispers, terrified of being separated from Jojo. The Beast King pulls her close, his voice low and solemn. “Come with me. I will make you my official mate.” * PS: This story is about found family and motherhood, as well as a true love between a lone wolf and a faerie. Tags: Beastman, werewolf, faerie, slow burn romance, no rape, babyraising, possessive ML. - You can follow me on Instagram: @foreverpupa

''You didn't divorce a baker, Julian. You divorced the only person who holds the structural integrity of your empire in her hands." For three years, Nora Quinn was the "Perfect Ghost." She gave up her dreams of being an architect to serve the cold, ruthless Julian Sterling, believing their marriage was built on more than just a contract. But when Julian tosses a divorce settlement across the desk to make room for his childhood sweetheart, Nora realizes her love was a one-sided delusion. The Sterlings think she’s leaving with nothing but her dignity. They don't know that Nora is the long-lost heiress to Quinn International—a global empire that makes the Sterlings look like street vendors. Now, the apron is off. The genius architect has returned. As Nora begins a cold-blooded takeover of Julian's business world, he starts to realize that the submissive wife he discarded was actually the genius behind his greatest successes. He wants her back. He begs for her forgiveness. But Nora Quinn doesn't build bridges anymore. She burns them. Witness the rise of the Outcast Heiress. The revenge is sweet, but the regret? That will be eternal.

I cheated on my husband. I don’t regret it. But I wasn’t supposed to fall in love. Miranda Blackwood lived the perfect life..... or so everyone thought. A devoted wife married to the wealthy and respected Benjamin Blackwood, she played her role flawlessly, even when loneliness ate her alive. Benjamin was always away, always busy, always distant… and Miranda was always alone. Until the day she met Raphael Ellery, the photographer with a smile that melted her defenses and eyes that saw far too much. One reckless decision turned into temptation. Temptation turned into passion. And passion turned into a secret she could never undo.

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!"

I never summoned him. I never wanted him. The Demon King returned anyway. For three hundred years, he ruled in blood—shattering empires, breaking gods, leaving continents silent in his wake. Heroes sealed him because killing him was impossible. They were right. What they didn’t expect? He came back for me. I’m Commander Valeira, holding a decaying kingdom together while politicians scheme and demons tear at our borders. I don’t believe in legends. Until one steps into my study. Tall. Ancient. Terrifying. And he kneels. “I am yours to command, Master.” No contract. No chains. Only the ancient authority in my blood—one even a Demon King cannot deny. But authority isn’t control. He follows every order. He erases every threat. He refuses to leave my side. And when assassins strike, when the Council turns against me, when the world begins to fracture— He stops asking permission. “I ruled hell,” he whispers, eyes burning in the dark. “I chose you. And I will let nothing take you from me.” They feared him as a king. They will learn to fear him as mine.

Clara was a brilliant scientist, wife to the charming Nathaniel, and a loving sister—until the day she ignored her sister’s warning. Trusting her best friend was the biggest mistake of her life. It cost her everything—her marriage, her family, and even her future. But fate gives her an impossible gift: a second chance. Reborn years in the past before she lost everything, Clara refuses to repeat her mistakes. This time, she’ll repair her relationship with her husband, protect her sister, and maybe deliver a few satisfying slaps to her treacherous best friend for good measure. Yet as she peels back the layers of her family’s mysterious disappearance, Clara discovers that not all betrayals come from outside—and the truth buried in her past might be far darker than she ever imagined. She doesn't slap her best friend till later in the chapter and she also slaps her emotionally not just physically.

Jade was nothing but a mocked student in oversized hoodies until she agreed to help her trainer with last-minute gym inventory on New Year’s Eve. However, a single mistake—sending a private video to the wrong contact—shatters her life in seconds. Publicly humiliated at a New Year’s party, betrayed by her boyfriend as part of a cruel bet, Jade stood drenched in filth and laughter, stripped of dignity in front of the entire school, until the Alpha Triplets arrived. And with it, a ruthless bond shackled her to all three, as well as revealing she was the lost daughter of the Lycan King. The Alpha Triplets, known for their coldness and brutality, searched for their mates to break their feral curse before their 25th birthday. But when they found their mate in the form of a weak, frail girl, disdain was all she got. With a new identity and a transformation in her life, Jade is tossed into deadly Lycan politics, brutal mate bonds, a fourth bond, a throne soaked in blood, and an attraction from the Rogue King himself. What will she do when she discovers not everything is as it seems? How will Jade survive the chaos that follows in her quest to win the Lunar Crown Student of the Year and evade the dangerous love of her fourth mate, now turned enemy, who sought out her heart? Four Alphas. One girl. And Fate's Twisted Game of Love and Power.

[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.

Emma Lindsey built her company to survive without permission. Independent, precise, and relentlessly disciplined, she has spent years creating a business that answers only to its own standards. Control is her currency. Distance is her defense. Invisibility—until now—has been her greatest protection. Ethan Greyson built systems that erase uncertainty. As the cold, methodical CEO of Virex Group, he believes stability is not negotiated—it is enforced. Power is structure. Emotion is noise. People are variables to be managed, not accommodated. When regulatory pressure and market scrutiny force Emma’s company into Virex’s orbit, neither of them chooses the collision—but both are altered by it. What begins as strategic containment becomes enforced proximity. What looks like protection reveals itself as control. What feels like alignment slowly turns into entanglement. Emma refuses to be absorbed. Ethan refuses to relinquish certainty. Together, they replace trust with rules and intimacy with boundaries—convinced that structure will keep them neutral. It doesn’t. As oversight tightens and external pressure mounts, control fractures in quiet, dangerous ways. Fatigue replaces certainty. Discipline leaks. Small decisions begin to carry personal weight—and instinct enters a system designed to exclude it. They are not drawn together by romance. They are pulled together by consequence. And when Ethan protects Emma without permission—and Emma realizes she no longer stands alone—the balance they both depend on shifts irrevocably. This is not a story about falling in love. It is a story about two fiercely controlled, fiercely independent people losing neutrality in each other’s presence—and discovering that when control finally breaks, the collision creates a fire neither of them was built to survive untouched.

Have you ever fucked a stranger in an airplane bathroom on Valentine's Day after having the worst day of your life? Yeah. Me neither. Until my boyfriend decided to give me the plot twist of the century on the most romantic day of the year. So I threw caution to the wind and let a stranger bend me over in an airplane bathroom and fuck me until I saw stars. No names. No faces. Just the best orgasm of my life and a promise we'd never see each other again. Fast forward three weeks, and I'm starting fresh as secretary to Finnegan Wolfe — billionaire CEO, certified control freak, and hands down the most infuriating man I've ever met. He's demanding, arrogant, and looks at me like he's already imagining me bent over his desk. The feeling is mutual. Except there's something about him I can't shake. Something familiar. His voice. His hands. The way he moves. But that's impossible. Right? Oh, and did I mention? Finnegan is my cheating ex's uncle. So working here just got a thousand times more complicated. Now I'm stuck working for a man I can't stop having shameless forbidden fantasies about, dodging an ex who thinks we're "working things out," and sneaking off to an exclusive masked club where a stranger pounds my pussy hard till I forget my own name. One stranger I can't forget. One boss I can't stop wanting. One masked man I'm addicted to—and they are all driving me insane in completely different ways. What happens when I finally see the face behind it all? THIS BOOK IS PARTICIPATING IN WSA 2026, I'M COUNTING ON YOUR SUPPORT

Branded as a defective omega and abandoned all her life, Clarissa finally discovers the truth... She is the lost daughter of the Alpha and Luna of Green Pack. But the happiness she dreamed of never comes. On her eighteenth birthday, she is accused of being a fraud and cast out as a rogue. Only later does she learn the betrayal was planned by someone closest to her… even before she was born. Five year later, Clarissa returns... not as a discarded daughter, but as the most important figure in the Empire. And this time, she wants revenge. "Those who cast me out… those who abandoned me… Now, I return, I'll make them pay.” ... Meanwhile, Richard Black, the Alpha’s eldest son with defective eyes, rises as one of the three candidates for the next Lycan King. His only wish is to reunite with the girl he loved. Clarissa. But when he finds Clarissa again, she is no longer the same. “No matter how you’ve changed, you are still the woman I love. And I will do anything to protect you.”

"One minute, she was watching an absurd TV show, and the next minute, she transmigrated into the twisted world of 'Spoiling Wealthy Heiress'. “Warning, hosts, complete the mission or face dire consequences.” A cold voice buzzed. Wait, a system? She laughed – Kira was a money-hungry psycho with no filters at all. The game's on, and she was playing to win. But wait? Aren't they supposed to side with the female lead? Why are they all taking her side? Somehow Kira had become the star of this mess. And the system? It was bewildered, “It…it wasn't supposed to be like this.”

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! A/N: If you are looking for a story with a cold-blooded yet possessive CEO, a genius female lead who takes matters into her own hands, and a 'he falls first but she falls harder' dynamic with a twist,then this book is for you! This book is participating in the WSA 2026! If you enjoyed the first few chapters, please support me by adding this to your Library, leaving a Review, and voting with your Power Stones and Golden Tickets! Gifts are appreciated too! Your support helps this "Goddess" climb the ranks!

Having a strange power, Fiora is banished from her kingdom. Once the first princess of the Human Kingdom, she becomes the sacrificial bride of the Beastmen. But her supposedly dying husband survives— because of that very same power. With the help of her beastman husbands, the girl who was thrown away will walk a path she never imagined. A path that leads her from a sacrificial bride… to the Beast Queen. ... Additional tags: #reversed_harem #babies #beastman #beastmanxhuman

In a 1970s village where love is a literal death sentence, an "Omen Bride" must fake a life with a cold-blooded soldier—praying his lack of heart will keep them both alive. Lin Yue wakes up nauseous, her lungs burning with the dry, dusty air of a stranger’s 1970s body. By sunset, the man who just confessed his love to her is dead. It wasn’t heartbreak. It wasn’t a coincidence. It was an "accident" everyone saw coming—except for the victim. In this village, affection is a poison. Any man who falls for Lin Yue dies within thirty days. The deeper the feeling, the faster the blood stops pumping. The villagers call her the Omen Bride. Mothers lock their sons away when she passes, and the gossip in the dirt alleys has a sharper edge than any butcher’s knife. Lin Yue doesn't have time to cry over graves. She only has time to survive. Her only shield? Gu Chen. A cold, disciplined soldier with a soul made of iron and zero interest in romance. He doesn't linger. He doesn't stare. He doesn't look at her with that soft, doomed glow in his eyes. To Lin Yue, his emotional distance isn't a flaw—it’s her armor. She clings to him, not out of desire, but out of desperation. She starts a fake marriage rumor, weaponizing his coldness to keep the "accidents" at bay. Until the shield starts to crack. Gu Chen begins doing things that look dangerously like care. Standing too close in the rain. Blocking the village's venom with his own body. Saying her name like it actually matters. And then, the accidents start circling him. Lin Yue knows the pattern. She’s seen the countdown before. To save him, she has to be the villain. She must lie harder, act crueler, and push him into the frost. But Gu Chen isn’t stupid. He sees the pattern. He knows the lethal rule. And he stays anyway. Because this time, love isn’t a misunderstanding. It’s a tactical decision. A countdown they both can hear. And if loving her means dying? Gu Chen is a soldier—he’s already chosen his hill to die on.

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "I want to make a few things clear" Aldric's lips brushed passed Amelia's lips. "Touch another man, he dies. Let another man touch you, he dies." "Tell me what you want Amelia,do you want me on my knees." Amelia trembled as he said those words, Aldric looked at Amelia lips and kissed her passionately, "You are my woman, Amelia" Mine alone. VOLUME ONE_ [MAIN STORY]- STATUS_ ONGOING A story of an innocent girl and the devil. A/N: This is a dark fantasy romance book. The ML is dangerous, while our dear FL is innocent and kind.

There are times—far too many times—when you feel that uncontrollable urge to kill someone. For Kaya, this… this was exactly that moment. “Repeat what you just said?” She’d seen hell on the battlefield—second-in-command of a military unit, dodging bullets, dragging traitors by the collar, and coming out alive with grit under her nails. But nothing, absolutely nothing, prepared her for the sight of her spineless husband flirting with her own sister. Right in front of her. “I could never marry a barbarian like you. The one I... I like is Meera—” Blah blah. The same pitiful nonsense again. You think—what could possibly be worse than this? And then, right on cue, your idiotic sister chimes in, completely serious, “I just poisoned you.” Wow. BANG. Before anyone could even react, Meera collapsed. Dead. Her so-called husband gasped like a fish dragged out of water. “Y-you…” He dropped to his knees, staring at Kaya like he was seeing a monster rise from the dark. “You killed your sister?! How could y—?” BANG. Second bullet. Same spot. He dropped like a puppet with its strings cut. Silence. ... Just when Kaya thought her story had finally reached its bitter end, the universe—no, god himself—decided to throw in one last, ridiculous twist. “Wife… wife, didn’t you say you were gonna eat me? Why’d you stop?” A snake beast, ridiculously charming and glowing like some immortal fantasy, clung to her, eyes gleaming. Another voice interrupted. “Shut up! My wife wants to cuddle me now—” A sparrow beastman leapt into her arms, like that made any sense. “Hic… wife, don’t you want me anymore?” A panda-like beastman sat beside her, huge, sniffly, and wronged like a child abandoned at a festival. Sitting in the middle of all this, Kaya was absolutely dumbfounded. ‘When the hell did all of this even start?’