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Selene Astrid spent seven years as the Saint, sacrificing everything to seal the Demon King—only to be betrayed and killed by the Hero, Crown Prince Cassian. The last thing she saw was the Duke of the North dying to protect her. She awakens as Rosalind Thorne, the villainess executed for trying to poison that same prince. With seven years of future knowledge and her holy powers sealed in a noble girl's body, Rosalind has three goals: avoid execution, expose the fake hero, and save the Duke who died for her. But the Duke remembers dreams of a silver-haired saint. The timeline is changing. And someone is pulling strings from the shadows. This time, the Saint won't be a martyr. This time, the villainess will rewrite fate.

Lyra Winters is possessed. A half spirit trapped in a mysterious locket, that belongs to the most powerful Witch known to the mankind and now Lyra possesses half of the Witch's magical power. And the half spirit is filled with the feelings of vengeance—vengeance towards the very man she is attracted to or rather his pack of werewolves. Can Lyra protect the man she loves and his pack or she will loose herself to the possession? Cyrus Grayson and his entire pack is haunted by an age old curse. A curse to never have a forever with their fated mate. A curse that has been challenging the moon goddess herself for thousands of years. And a witch casted it. And the Witch is back again, and this time she has possessed the only girl Cyrus has been madly in love with since the very first time he saw her. Will he save his love or will be killed by the very girl he is trying to protect? ------- WARNING This story is intended for mature readers. It contains dark themes, intense emotional conflict, violence, betrayal, intimacy and supernatural elements that may be uncomfortable or triggering to some audiences. Read it at your own risk.

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!

Neha was helping her friend to make a portal to enter a novel but her friend betrayed her and pushed Neha into the portal instead of herself. However, due to the tussle between them, half of the name of the novel got erased from Neha. Due to which, instead of reaching the novel she was supposed to, she reached some other novel and fell straight into the lap of the Feather King. The Feather King, Revan, was a Cruel King and would kill anyone for his own benefit. Now that Neha has gone and fallen in his lap, how will he treat her? Will neha be able to escape from the Feather King? After all why did her own friend betray Neha?

On her half-sister's wedding day, Fia's world shatters. Hazel, the bride, has allegedly eloped with Fia's fated mate, and over the phone he rejects her without mercy. With the Alpha groom ready to unleash war on her pack, and spurred on by her stepmother's pleas, Fia makes a desperate choice; she takes Hazel's place at the altar. But the marriage is nothing more than a cruel setup. Betrayed by her family and accused of stealing her sister's happiness, Fia becomes the perfect target for Alpha Cian's wrath. Humiliated and furious, he vows to keep her as his mate not out of love, but revenge. He swears he will break her, torment her, and make her pay until the end of time. What neither of them expects is that hate can twist, burn, and evolve into something far more dangerous. Between lies, betrayal, and a growing bond neither wants to acknowledge, Fia and Cian are bound to discover that the thin line between hate and love is meant to be crossed.

On the day of her half-sister’s wedding, Lyra’s world is torn apart. Daphne, the bride, has vanished, and to appease the ruthless Alpha Kaelen, Lyra is forced to wear the veil. But the sham ceremony backfires when a sacred ritual binds them with a goddess-blessed mate bond—one that can never be broken. Her sacrifice is repaid with the ultimate betrayal. Framed by her own family for stealing her sister’s life, Lyra is dragged to a hostile pack as the Alpha’s despised mate. Humiliated and enraged, Kaelen vows to claim her not for passion, but for punishment. He will own her, break her, and make her regret the day she ever crossed him. But in the shadows of their new life, a darker threat looms—a poison threatening the pack and a conspiracy that runs deeper than their hatred. As an unwanted bond pulls them closer, they will discover the line between burning hatred and searing passion is thin enough to ignite.

The R18 content will be published after chapter 45. The story is focused mostly on Ace, Sabo and Luffy's childhood and Pebble's trauma and life on Moby Dick with Whitebeard's crew. The story is kinda long and not your typical WEBNOVEL... novel. Some chapters were created just to show daily life, so nothing super interesting is happening, at least at the beginning. But later on? You better fasten your seatbelts. _________________________________________________________________________ The Pirate King is dead. But someone is raising the next generation. After losing Gol D. Roger, the pirate captain Emeral D. Ralagan makes a pact with Davy Jones for power over the sea. Instead of resurrecting Roger, fate leads her to his hidden son — Portgas D. Ace. Now Pebble must raise three boys destined to shake the world: Ace. Sabo. And a loud child wearing Roger’s straw hat. But the sea remembers every debt. The Golden Lion has escaped. And the storm is coming.

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.

Title: His Favorite Poison: Until Death Makes Us Worse Genre: Dark Romance | Psychological Thriller | Possessive Male Lead | Tragedy | Obsession --- Synopsis: It started with a scream. Mira Thorne kicked the back of the driver’s seat, rage and fear blending in her bloodshot eyes. “Stop the car!” she shouted, her voice cracking. But the men in front only glanced at her through the rearview mirror—smirking, silent, and cruel. She kicked again. Harder. The car swerved. CRASH! Glass shattered. Tires screamed. The car flipped, spun, then hit a ditch with a thud. Mira’s body slammed into the door. Pain tore through her, but she didn’t wait. She crawled out. Ran. A flash of headlights nearly blinded her—another car almost crushed her bones, but she dove aside at the last second. Blood in her mouth. Her limbs shaking. Then she saw the forest. Thick. Dark. Unforgiving. She ran straight down the hill—stumbled—rolled—tumbled into the trees. The air tore her lungs, but she didn’t stop. Behind her, car doors slammed. Footsteps followed. “Stop running, Mira!” She didn’t. Gunshots rang out. Bang! A searing pain exploded in her arm. She screamed, fell again, rolled over dry leaves and stone. Still, she rose. And then… She saw it. A mansion. Dark stone. Down the hill. Looming like a sleeping beast. She ran. Her legs barely holding. Her blood soaking her sleeve. And just as she stumbled past a cluster of trees—she saw him. Standing at the edge of the mansion’s balcony. A glass of wine in hand. Eyes sharp and expression unreadable. Damien Voss. She screamed, desperate, broken. “Help me!” He only raised an eyebrow. And behind him—two tigers stepped into view, their fur glinting in the moonlight. Mira froze. The men still chased her. Gunshots behind. Her vision swam. Her legs gave out. But she stood. She ran toward the tigers. They lunged. She dodged—barely. Her mind screamed to survive. Her body obeyed. She reached the edge. Damien tilted his head. She collapsed in front of him, kneeling, gasping, kowtowing at his feet. > “Please… save me.” He crouched down, cold eyes meeting hers. His fingers curled under her chin. > “If I save you… what do I gain?” Behind them, one of the pursuers screamed— A tiger ripped into him. The others tried to escape. Too late. Damien raised his hand. The tigers stopped. Silent. Obedient. One man’s body was already torn open on the grass. Mira trembled. > “I’ll give you anything,” she whispered. “Money?” “Everything. My soul. My life. Just let me live.” Damien’s lips curved. He chuckled. Low. Dark. He waved his hand. Bullets rained. His guards appeared from the shadows and opened fire—merciless and precise. Mira flinched as blood splattered beside her. She didn’t dare move. --- If I can’t be happy, nobody can,” Mira says. “If I want you to be happy, you will be,” Damien replies. “I’ll kill anyone who stands in my way—including you.” “Then I’ll buy coffins for both of us—or we can share one.” “I’ll be your poison.” “Then I’ll take it.” “I will never be with you.” “Then you’ll be the reason the world ends.” “I don’t care if the world drowns in blood.” “Then I’ll make it happen—and you’ll be the star of the show, my little pet.” ____ She called herself a thorn. A curse. A walking poison. He called her entertainment, obsession—his favorite game. Even when he vomited blood, he reached for her. I told you I will be your death she said > “I’m attracted to poisonous flowers,” he replied “Till death tears us apart,” she whispered as she watch him frown in pain from the poison. “Till death tears us never,” he swore, pressing his lips to hers. warning warning the FL and the ml are red flags

For as long as she can remember, Lyra has been taught one truth: The Bloodfang Pack is the enemy. Their Alpha, Rylan, is a monster. A killer. A wolf whose name alone sparks fear. So when her pack is ambushed and she finds herself cornered by him in the burning forest, she expects death. What she doesn’t expect… is the bond. The moon chooses him. Her enemy. Her mate. Lyra refuses him with every breath in her body. Rylan refuses to let her die — even if she hates him for it. But when a hidden threat rises, one powerful enough to destroy both their packs, Lyra and Rylan are forced into an uneasy alliance. Enemies by blood. Bound by fate. And drawn together by a pull neither of them can escape.As danger closes in and secrets unravel, Lyra must decide:Is he truly the monster she was raised to fear… or the only wolf who will ever love her enough to burn the world for her?

Some stories start off like a fairytale. Some start off mediocre. Phoebe's started with tragedies. ********************************** When Kim Taeyung came back to the room, he had a wheelchair in tow “Let’s get you outta here, Yeobo.” “I’m not going anywhere with you Kim Taeyung. You’re the reason I’m even in here.” I snapped at him. “I know, and I’m very sorry, and deeply regretful for it. Please, can we talk about it over dinner?” He asked me. “Not even in your dreams, asshole. You’re literally crazy. Thanks for paying the bill, you kinda owe it to me anyways, since it’s your fault.” I glared daggers at him. “I’ll take that as a yes.” “I literally said no!” I shouted back at him. But he just ignored me, “There’s a Bibimbap shop not far from here that has some amazing food. Killer Kimchi too.” “I just said no, are you just not listening to me?” “I’m listening just fine; I’m just not obeying what you’re asking.” He just shrugged me off and came over to the side of the bed, offering assistance. I surprised myself and actually took it. Despite my better judgement, I let this psycho help me into the wheelchair and lead me out. Everyone stared as we walked by. I ducked my head low, trying to shield my face some. People were filming and snapping photos. Being around him was like being near a celebrity. I did my best to be invisible, but I guess in a city that thrives on appearances, being good looking makes you famous and desirable. I don’t get it. The way you think and what you do with those thoughts should be what makes someone famous and desirable. Like Keanu Reeves. Everyone loves him and he’s just like, the most wholesome and humble person. Or Tanjiro from Demon Slayer. But Kim Taeyung was arrogant, conceded, avoidant, and very, very, attractive. What the fuck? I shake the thoughts out of my head..

[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.

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.

After the Royal General’s death, Dionus fractures. Esmeralda Malcolm—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—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.

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—cheating on me with half of New York in our bed. So I threw caution to the wind and let a masked stranger bend me over in a cramped airplane bathroom and fuck me until I saw the stars. No faces. No names. Just the best orgasm of my life and a silent agreement we'd never see each other again. Except four weeks later, I'm starting fresh as Executive Assistant to Finnegan Wolfe — billionaire CEO, certified control freak, and the most infuriatingly gorgeous man I've ever had the misfortune of working for. And my new boss is the stranger who wrecked me. He just doesn't know it yet. Now I'm navigating a job I desperately need, a past I'm desperately hiding, and a man who makes me forget every reason I'm supposed to stay professional. The only question is — what happens when he finally remembers? This is a steamy office romance with secrets, lies, and enough sexual tension to melt your Kindle. EXPECT PROMISING ORGASMS AND INTENSE, RAW, HARDCORE, SMUTTY, DIRTY SCENES. PARTICIPATING IN WSA 2026 — I'M COUNTING ON YOUR SUPPORT!

Zoryn spent twenty-two years living as Daeleon’s son—her father's pride and joy—until her first heat exposed the truth... she was a woman! In the Beastworld, females are almost extinct. So when Zoryn’s hidden power awakens at the Grand Festival, her Heat calls every tribe’s strongest male: Wolves circle, lions challenge, bears soften. Serpents obsess and avians tremble. But one reaches her first—Zarenien, the last-born dragon, fated protector of the Matriarch's line. Chosen by the beasts. Claimed by the dragon. And when an ancient, forgotten tribe stirs against Zoryn’s return, six beastmen and one dragon must put aside instinct and rivalry—or lose their Empress forever. [NO rape. NO irredeemably toxic male leads. NO overuse of misunderstandings arcs. STRONG, tomboy female lead. GOOD communication, and EVEN BETTER smut. ♡]

[All Villains Reborn + Goldfinger System + Hoarding + Superpower Apocalypse] In her past life, after binding with the "goldfinger" apocalypse system, Nina Jacobs fought her way up and finally established a base. However, her six companions, who had been through life and death with her, all betrayed her and left her for dead. Scumbag Boyfriend: "I am a powerful user of a Dual Element Superpower. I protected and saved you countless times. You are not worthy of this position." Fake Best Friend: "I am already an Advanced Healer. Everyone needs my help. I don't want anything else, I just want Liam all to myself. You deserve it!" Ungrateful Cousin: "The strong rule. Someone as useless as you really shouldn't be kept around." At the critical moment, Nina Jacobs chose to take them all down with her... Reborn into a new life, she discovered that her six scumbag teammates had also been reborn before the apocalypse. But in this life, Nina Jacobs chose to look out only for herself. She hoards supplies with zero-dollar shopping and upgrades her system along the way. She's not afraid when the zombies come; she can fight, she can run, and she has a safe house. Her former teammates finally realized: "We can't do it without you!" Nina Jacobs: "The road to hell is already paved for you. Get lost~"

Seraphine Lior, a kind and intelligent noblewoman, was betrayed by the empire she trusted—and executed by its most feared duke. But death was not the end. She wakes three years in the past, her memories of her execution sharp as the sword that ended her life. Determined to survive, she swears to stay far away from the man who killed her: the cold, calculating Duke Damian Vale. Except she wasn’t the only one who remembered. Damian, the empire’s so-called villain, recalls every event of the previous timeline, including Seraphine’s death… and the empire’s collapse. Now, both of them hold the knowledge of the future—and neither trusts the other. As Seraphine navigates political intrigue, hidden enemies, and deadly conspiracies, Damian proposes an impossible plan: an alliance to prevent the empire’s destruction. But survival comes at a price—and each encounter between them is charged with suspicion, tension, and a dangerous pull neither can resist. In a world where betrayal lurks in every shadow, and the lines between friend and enemy blur, Seraphine must uncover the truth behind her execution, outmaneuver a secret organization determined to manipulate history, and confront the man who once sentenced her to death… before history repeats itself. This is a story of revenge, redemption, and a love forged in the shadow of death—a love neither time nor fate can destroy.

one drinking mistake that changes Rosie's whole life. A mistake that gives her what she doesn't have and what she wants her whole life.

#In every world, the corrupted male lead wants to lock me in a little black room# Shen Lang, true to her name, wreaked havoc upon the world, relying on her soul-snatching and captivatingly beautiful appearance. One day, she was locked onto by a System, the reason surprisingly being that she had broken the laws? Shen Lang issued a three-part denial: “I'm not, I didn't, you're spouting nonsense.” The System counted on its fingers: “According to a rough estimate, the Host, in her previous life, created a time-space machine, a zombie virus, a supernatural ability potion… You have severely violated the universal laws, so the System must punish you.” And so, Shen Lang was “forced” to get down to business, wholeheartedly being a scumbag to the male leads, striving to achieve the “cannon fodder” accomplishment. However, what's going on with the devastatingly handsome and immensely powerful male lead, the big BOSS, becoming paranoid and corrupted and wanting to lock her in a little black room?