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He called labor "easy." Now he has to survive it. Billionaire Eric Davis built his empire on control. His wife, Eleanor, was just another asset: cheated on, belittled, and quietly stripped of her inheritance. Pregnancy? "Drama." Pain? "Easy." But karma has a twisted sense of humor. Eric opens his eyes in a delivery room-in Eleanor's body, in active labor. Eleanor wakes up in his body-in his mistress's bed, wearing his face, his voice, and the power he used to destroy her. Eleanor has lost her face. But she's gained the perfect weapon. She doesn't just want her money back-she wants to bring his empire down, brick by brick. Revenge is a blade with two edges. To destroy the monster, Eleanor must live inside his skin-without becoming him.

Chelly Morgan has always been untouchable… beautiful, cruel, and powerful as the Beta’s only child. Until a car accident lands her in the Moon Goddess’s realm... and strips everything away. Ignored while Sansa Riley, the omega she used to bully, is treated like royalty, Chelly demands to be sent back. The Moon Goddess agrees, but returns her in the one body she never wanted: Sansa’s. Living as Sansa is a nightmare. She discovers that Lucien, her mate in her original body, is obsessed with Sansa and is violent, and determined to cage her so he can have her all to himself. Fleeing him, she runs straight into Koa—her sworn enemy in her past life and Lucien’s stepbrother—and discovers he’s her true mate in Sansa’s body. Now, Chelly must survive possessive Alphas, resist a mate she once hated, and navigate a world that treats omegas as nothing but slaves. Because this time, power isn’t something she’s born with. She must fight to claim her power and refuse to be anyone’s possession. All while trying to control a fate that clearly enjoys watching her struggle.

(3x week, MWF) A Succubus x Guideverse story. Sera is a succubus with one problem: she’s always hungry. After running away from her perverted teacher, she stumbles into a world ruled by Espers and their purifying Guides. Espers wield supernatural powers to fight the monsters pouring out of dungeon gates, but every time they use those powers, deadly pollution builds inside them. Without intimate Guiding to cleanse it, they risk going violently berserk. Sera isn’t a Guide but she can act like one. Instead of purifying, she devours the pollution instead. Now a lazy succubus with an endless appetite is wandering through a collapsing world of dungeon gates, dangerous espers, and very convenient snacks. She only wants her next meal, but somehow keeps finding herself catching the eyes of powerful Espers - caught between saving the world… or becoming its downfall.

Elera never planned to fall in love with Kai Monroe, her favourite music star. At first, she only wanted to get close enough to tame the arrogant celebrity who breaks women’s hearts as easily as he tops charts. But the longer she spends with him, the more she sees beyond the fame and charm. She sees a man carrying wounds from a past he rarely speaks about. A man who has loved before and lost badly. When Kai finally lets her in, Elera makes the mistake of loving him for real. Then he betrays her the moment they got intimate. Years later, their paths cross again at a rehabilitation center in Los Angeles, where Kai is recovering from a sudden collapse and struggling with gaps in his memory. He doesn’t remember everything about his past but Elera does. Determined to guard her heart, she agrees to keep things simple by maintaining just friendship. But as Kai’s memories slowly return, so do the secrets buried in his past. And with them comes a name Elera hoped never to hear again: Theo Bloke — the man who once destroyed her life. As old lies begin to unravel, Elera discovers a truth she never saw coming. Kai is not just the man she fell in love with. He is Ethan — the same man she loved years ago, the one whom he believed betrayed him before an accident changed everything. If Kai remembers everything, he will remember the betrayal. But what if the betrayal was never hers? And when the truth finally surfaces, the question won’t be whether they still love each other. It will be whether love is enough to survive it.

Nadia Voss has spent a decade being the backbone of the Ironstone Pack. She built its defenses, funded its watchtowers, trained its warriors, and raised its heir. She was also, slowly and without anyone noticing, given less and less in return. When the Ashveil Curse claims her, the pack's healer names a cure: the Silver Moon Rite, performed within forty-eight hours. Her Alpha mate, Cassian, gives it instead to Lyra- the adopted sister Nadia herself brought home at seventeen, who has spent the years since taking everything Nadia owned, one piece at a time. Nadia does not scream. She does not fight. She signs every document they put in front of her with a steady hand and a composed face. But in the three days before her death, she moves with the precision of someone who has been planning longer than anyone realized- locking assets behind bloodline seals, registering evidence with neutral-territory law, writing a letter that will be released only when the people who wronged her have begun to relax. She dies alone on the third day. Then the trap begins to close. And fourteen months later, in a neutral-zone legal office, a woman places a document on a desk and begins the process of returning to the life she was owed. Blood and Silver is a story about what strength actually looks like when no one is watching and what the patient and the precise can build, even at the end.

I was just trying to survive my toxic family when I had the hottest one-night stand of my life. Then I found out he's my new stepbrother. And a mafia don. Demetrio DeLeon is dangerous, controlling, and completely off-limits. He's also the only man who's ever made me feel alive. Every stolen touch is forbidden. Every heated glance could destroy us both. But when his enemies come for me, I discover I'm not just some college dropout caught in the crossfire. I'm the missing daughter of the Russian Bratva's most feared pakhan. The girl whose kidnapping twenty years ago started a bloody war between two mafia empires. And now that war is back, with me at the center. Demetrio says he'll burn the world down before he lets me go. My biological brother Alexei wants to take me home to Russia. And I'm caught between two families, two worlds, and a love so consuming it might just kill us all. Some secrets are worth dying for. This one might cost me everything.

Within five minutes of the first time I met Chase Dubois, he fingered me in my Father's receiving room. My mother was five steps away. He shoved a nearby door open and pulled us inside. “Chase Dubois. Are you trying to take advantage of an innocent girl like me?” His amused eyes found mine. “Yes. I very much plan to, little princess.” He was gone as quickly as he came, leaving me disheveled and furious. Only later, when I saw him sitting calmly in his wheelchair, his eyes tired and cold, did I realize the terrifying truth: This is just a game to him! **** Alpha Chase, the rightful Lycan heir, is bound to a wheelchair and a political marriage. Tilly, a dragon princess, is forced to become his bride to save her dwindling kingdom. But the brutal, passionate alpha who visits her at night bears little resemblance to the quiet prince in the wheelchair during the day. As a coup brews and secrets ignite, Tilly must uncover which version of Chase Dubois is real—and which one is using her as a pawn in a deadly game for power.

[A Year of Grace- Book 1] Nyxara When I woke up cold, leaning against a tree in the woods, I wondered if there were a few details I wasn't told by the angel who sent me here. It wasn’t long before the brothers I had lost in my past life found me—right as I was trying to find my way out of the woods. They brought me home to the parents who weren’t dead. Since I didn’t get this world’s Nyxara’s memories, I’m claiming amnesia due to trauma. When I was given the choice between redoing my own life or being sent to an alternate universe, I chose the second option. I didn’t want to deal with the shattered remains of my past. What I wasn’t told? While this is a very different life, some people from my old world are still making my life hell in this one. And now, they might have fangs, mind powers, or claws. I’m not the me in my last life, and I’m not the me of this life. So… who am I? On that note, what in the world is an alpha, beta, or omega? Looks like I have a lot to learn—and fast—if I want to graduate from the Sentinels of Accord Academy, let alone survive in a world filled with supernatural beings. It's a new exciting world just waiting for me to claim my place in it. Top 3 in the end of year competitions looks like a good start. This year is going to be amazing. (The romance is slow-burn. 5 mates in total. The romance doesn't really start in this book. All mates are introduced though.) [Daily Chapter Release and Free until completion]

​[R18] [Mature Content] [Enemies-to-Lovers] [Slow Burn] ​Warning: This novel contains mature themes, high-tension office encounters, and dark romantic elements. Valeria is a medical dropout with a steady hand and a cold heart, running an underground clinic in the lawless shadows of District 4. But she isn't just treating the wounded; she’s hunting. Driven by a singular blood-oath to destroy the elite cabal that burned her father’s empire to ash, Valeria has spent years tracing the paper trail of her family's ruin. ​To get to the top of the food chain, she’s forced to infiltrate the inner circle of the man she hates most – Alaric Von. The Devil CEO was a silent witness to her father’s fall, and now, Valeria is his personal secretary —a position she intends to use to bleed his secrets dry. ​Now, trapped between a vengeful fiancé who demands her loyalty and a man who treats her like a tool "no longer needed," Valeria’s mission is spiraling. As the lines between her vengeance and her heart begin to blur, she’s forced to face a devastating question: Does she finally plunge the knife into his heart, or does she surrender as he pins her against the very desk where he signed her father’s ruin? ​One contract. Two shattered pasts. A sting that goes deeper than any needle.

Title: Ida of Atlantis Genre: Psychological Novel Ida is a woman standing at the edge of her own life. The funeral of the father of her three children marks not only the end of a relationship, but the symbolic closure of a long, emotionally draining and manipulative bond that has left her disconnected from herself. Caught between guilt, maternal responsibility, and an inability to set boundaries, Ida struggles to break free from a cycle of psychological dependency. In 2023, she joins a training program focused on communication with difficult individuals—an experience that gradually transforms into a space for deep personal confrontation. Through new insights and relationships, she begins to recognize her own behavioral patterns, fears, and suppressed needs. The narrative moves fluidly between past and present, revealing the story of her relationship with Aleksandar—a love that begins with passion but slowly turns into control and emotional entrapment. At the same time, the stories of other participants, particularly Vesna, mirror Ida’s pain and deepen her awareness of her own condition. At a critical moment, when she is expected to leave to reunite with her children, Ida makes an unexpected choice—to stay. This decision leads her to Nikola, her first love, who reappears in her life as both a possibility and a challenge. Faced with the chance of a new relationship, Ida must confront her deepest fear: is she truly ready to love without losing herself again? The climax unfolds as past and present collide through encounters, conflicts, and revelations that force Ida to make a final choice. Her liberation does not come as escape, but as a conscious act of reclaiming responsibility for her own life. Ida of Atlantis is a novel about returning to the lost parts of the self—the personal “Atlantis” buried beneath fear, conditioning, and the expectations of others. It is a story of transformation, of the courage to break free from toxic patterns, and of the possibility of love reborn—this time from a place of awareness and inner freedom.

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 will cum when you earn it, slut," He spat, slapping my cunt again. "You absolute, depraved BASTARD, I was so close!" "That filthy mouth." He watched me writhe with cold burning satisfaction in those eyes and leaned closer to whisper. "It keeps mouthing off. Let's give that dirty, filthy mouth something to do." His hand fisted in my hair, letting go of my legs and dragged me off the bench to my knees. He was about to fuck me! ** ** ** ** ** ** 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, NASTY SCENES. Rated 19. Here, your fantasies will come alive. PARTICIPATING IN WSA 2026 — I'M COUNTING ON YOUR SUPPORT!

Some stories start off like a fairytale. Some start off mediocre. Phoebe's started with tragedies. A boy raised by wealth and power. Became a man of danger. Death and destruction follow Taeyung’s every step. People are fake. But not her. Her fire, her spite, her beauty. It was a trap and he fell right in. Consmed by need. He’d burn the world for her. He’d tear down empires. Rip through Earth. He would have her or no one else would. ********************************** 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. You’re the reason I’m even in here.” I snapped at him. “I know, and I’m truly sorry, and deeply regretful for it. Please, how about 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 ignoring 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..

Amara Piers is living the dream everyone double-taps on Instagram. For ten years, Sebastian Creed hasn’t just been her husband; he’s been her entire world. As the charismatic CEO of a global empire, Sebastian is the man who has everything, yet he acts as if Amara is his only prize. The handwritten morning notes, the spontaneous anniversary trips to Paris, the way he looks at her as if she’s the only woman in the room—it was the "perfect" marriage. Or so she thought. The facade doesn’t crack; it shatters. On a mundane Thursday morning, a stranger delivers a sentence that turns Amara’s fairy tale into a psychological horror story: “Ma’am, I’m sorry... but your marriage certificate and your child’s adoption papers are both fake.” In one heartbeat, Amara realizes she isn’t a wife, and she might not legally be a mother. The man she worshipped hasn’t just been keeping secrets; he’s been orchestrating a decade-long performance. As the walls of her high-end life close in, Amara must face a terrifying reality: Sebastian Creed didn't marry her because he loved her. He "captured" her. Now, the woman who was once his greatest treasure is becoming his greatest threat. To reclaim her life and walk away from her husband's child, Amara must disappear from a man who has the resources to find anyone, anywhere. But how do you run from a man who knows your every thought before you even think it? She was the woman he claimed to love. Now, she’s the one woman he can’t be allowed to keep.

In a world where the gods have vanished and a pure heart will only earn you a slow death, follow six women as they find their destinies, save themselves, and remake the world. Bloom is zombie Cinderella meets the Fae. Glory's life is simple, she looks after Lady Vixiona and follows orders. She doesn't think, she cleans. But the world outside the ruins of the Necromancer's Keep calls to her in a song on the wind. Even in undeath nothing stays the same forever... Content warnings: Mild body horror, verbal and physical abuse.

R18 | Mature Themes Polyamorous FL vs possessive monogamous billionaire Ace Yoel doesn’t belong to anyone—and she never will. Not to lovers. Not to rules. Not to the world that keeps trying to cage her. By day, she’s a Caltech prodigy. By night, she’s Nova Caldwell—a hacker who slips through firewalls, secrets, and identities like they were never there. She lives by one rule: No one owns her. Then she meets him. A man powerful enough to rewrite lives with a single command. A man who doesn’t ask. Doesn’t negotiate. Doesn’t share. And the moment he sees her—he decides: She’s his. What happens when a woman who refuses to be possessed… becomes the obsession of a man who has never learned how to let go? What happens when a polyamorous woman falls in love with a monogamous man?

Mio Shirasaki lives unseen—until a voice in her dreams calls her name. After discovering a yearbook with an erased student and meeting a girl who shouldn’t exist, Mio is pulled into a haunting mystery of forgotten lives and silenced voices. As reality begins to fracture, she must uncover the truth behind the disappearances before she vanishes too. A Japanese-inspired psychological novel filled with quiet horror and atmospheric mystery.

WARNING: Some mature content!!! 18+ This is what you call Urbantasy.. Fantasy in an urban setting with a strong female lead -- a story riddled in mystery, magic, and a lot of sass. ======= CHAPTER 1 sneak peek! ======= The air between them tightened like a rope. Cael leaned closer, head tilting slightly, pulling at her waist again, smugness softened into something sharper and quieter. His eyes flicked to her lips then back to her eyes as if asking for permission he didn't need. Hunger of a different kind pumped through Cael. The hunger that Galathea unmistakably recognized as it pressed hard against her lower abs, forcing through the fabric as if it can tear through. At the sensation, Galathea's mouth parted before she could stop it. Her whole body screamed at her to either shove him away or close the last inch between their lips herself. ===== SYNOPSIS ===== Galathea Brooks spent her life surviving quietly -- counting inventory, enforcing rules, keeping her head down inside one of the most powerful art institutions in the city. It's a simple life because paint doesn't talk; power doesn't notice people like her. and names are just names. -- That is... until a painting remembered her. When ancient works buried beneath Artemis Art Gallery began to respond to Galathea's presence, she becomes the center of the system that's older than the building itself. A system that cataloged her long before she knew it existed. Her name is not a coincidence. It is a KEY. Cael Alexander, on the other hand, has always understood control. As Artemis' immaculate but dangerous CEO, he manages secrets like no other. He knows the gallery and its bowels more than anyone. He knows what's hidden; he knows what's awaken. What he didn't expect, however, was Galathea. As archaic works of art start to stir, boundaries fracture -- between observer and artifact, power and possession, restraint and desire. Every choice Galathea makes draws her deeper into fate that doesn't want permission... only acknowledgement. Mind you, awakenings don't ask when you're ready.

[18+ | Mature Content | Dark Romance | Supernatural] I was trained to be the silent end of his kind. Nineteen years spent learning how to find a pulse, how to drive the silver deep, and how to stay cold when the monsters screamed. Then I met Julian Vane. He didn’t scream. He laughed. He caught my blade mid-air and tasted my blood like it was the finest vintage in his cellar. Now, I’m no longer his assassin—I’m his tether. A "Soul-Bind" has linked our heartbeats, turning my hatred into a dark, visceral hunger and his predatory instincts into a possessiveness that borders on madness. The Order calls me a traitor. The Vampire Council calls me an abomination. But as ancient secrets wake to reclaim the night, I’m the only thing standing between the man I’m supposed to kill and the apocalypse he’s destined to start. My name is Sienna. I am the Vampire Slayer. And I am hopelessly, violently bound to the King of the Monsters. ~★~ Excerpt: The steam from the shower still clung to my skin, the white towel wrapped precariously around my chest as I stepped into the bedroom. I froze. Julian was there. He was leaning against the bedpost, shirtless, the flickering firelight dancing over the lean, lethal muscles of his torso. His silver hair was tousled, and his eyes—usually a calculated gray—were burning with a dark, predatory crimson. "You’re late for your lesson, Sienna," he murmured, his voice a low vibration that seemed to settle right in the pit of my stomach. "I didn't think you'd be waiting in my room," I breathed, clutching the edge of the towel. "Get out, Julian." In a blur of supernatural speed, he was in front of me. His hand hit the wall beside my head, pinning me against the cold stone. The scent of him—spiced cedar and something ancient—overwhelmed my senses. "I don't take orders from my 'claimed,' little Slayer," he whispered, his lips grazing the sensitive column of my neck. I let out a jagged gasp, my head falling back against the wall. "Your pulse is racing. Is that the fear I taught you? Or the hunger I woke up?" "I hate you," I croaked, even as my body betrayed me, arching toward his cold skin. "Then why are you trembling under my touch?" His hand slid down, his fingers catching the knot of the towel. He didn't pull it. He just waited, his lips moving from my neck to the corner of my mouth. "Julian..." I moaned. "Say it," he growled against my lips. "Tell me you want the monster." I didn't answer with words. I pulled him closer, my hands sliding over the hard planes of his chest. As his mouth crashed onto mine in a kiss that tasted of war and desperation, the towel gave way, pooling at my feet. "There," he whispered against my mouth, his breath hitching as he felt the raw heat of me. "Now we start the real lesson." A/N: This book is a work of fiction intended for adult audiences. It explores dark themes, supernatural power dynamics, and intense romantic tension. Disclaimer: This story contains mature themes, explicit content, and high-tension scenarios. Please read responsibly. All rights reserved.

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.