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Selene Jameson has always been the family stain, unwanted daughter, shadow to the golden children. The night her mother dies saving her life, Selene loses the only person who ever loved her. When Atlas D'Angelo, the boy she gave everything to, betrays her in the cruelest way possible, she vows never to beg for love again. But fate has darker plans. On the night Selene finally tastes freedom, fame, money, a future of her own her family sells her to a supernatural auction. She's thrust into a hidden world ruled by lycans who see humans as nothing more than commodity. Then he buys her. Mikhail Morozov, Wintercrest Alpha and High Alpha of the Onyx Concord. Feared across Nocturna, Lycan Realm. With a shattered past, a missing sister, and a throne built on blood and betrayal, the last thing he needs is a defiant human girl with a sharp tongue and darker humor than his sins. But Selene isn't human. She bears the Crescent, a mark of ancient power that could save the Nocturna or destroy it. When Kustav Volkov, a rival ruthless Alpha, is revealed to be Selene's father, he lays his claim on her. Mikhail offers Selene a choice: marry him in a blood-bound pact that grants her protection under lycan law. But this marriage of convenience will be anything but convenient. *** "And you smell good," I interrupted, words tumbling out before I could stop them. "Really good. Like winter but not the terrifying kind. The beautiful kind. With snow and—" I scrunched my nose, grasping for the description. "Those delicate frost patterns that appear on glass." Mikhail produced a sound deep in his chest that could've been a growl or a chuckle or something caught between. "Why are there two staircases?" I blurted suddenly, fixating on the duplicated grand stairway looming before us. "Is this intentional? Seems ridiculously excessive." "There's only one staircase, moya." "Are you certain? Because I'm definitely seeing two. Perhaps you require vision correction. Do lycans need glasses? That would be hilarious. Tiny spectacles perched on a massive terrifying wolf—" "Selene." His voice emerged strained, taut in a manner that penetrated even through my fog. "You need to stop talking." I peered up at him, hurt piercing through the pleasant haze. "Why? Am I irritating you? I'm sorry. I'll stay quiet." "No." The word escaped sharp, nearly anguished. "You're not irritating me. You're—" He severed the sentence, jaw clenching so viciously I witnessed the muscle twitch. "Just... rest." But I didn't want rest. I wanted to comprehend why his expression appeared like that—all rigid and ravenous and something else I couldn't identify. "Are you alright?" I asked, raising my hand toward his jaw. He intercepted my wrist before contact, his hold gentle yet unyielding. "Don't." "Why not?" "Because I'm barely maintaining control as it is, and if you touch me right now—" He halted abruptly, eyes compressing shut momentarily. "Just don't." That should've frightened me. The ferocity in his tone, the way his restraint appeared to unravel at the seams. But intoxicated-me simply smiled, inexplicably pleased. Then I caught the way his gaze dropped. Just for a fraction of a heartbeat. To my mouth. Heat bloomed through my chest, spreading like wildfire. "You want to kiss me," I breathed, the revelation making me giddy. His eyes snapped back to mine, glacial blue turned predatory. "Kissing," he said slowly, voice dropping an octave, "doesn't even begin to scratch the surface of what I want to do to you." The air left my lungs. His grip on my wrist shifted, thumb finding my pulse point. Pressing there. Feeling the frantic rhythm he'd caused. "Kissing is gentle," he continued, leaning in just enough that his breath ghosted across my lips. Close enough to take. Close enough to claim. But he didn't. "Kissing is sweet. What I want?" His eyes dragged down my face, my throat, lower then back up with deliberate slowness. "There's nothing gentle about it."

[Warning R18+ Mature Content] In her previous life, Aria was the devoted fiancée of Lucas, the golden boy of the entertainment industry. She gave him her resources, her fame, and her heart, only to be betrayed. He cheated on her with her "innocent" stepsister, Bella, stole her inheritance, and left her to die in a cold mental hospital. When Aria opens her eyes again, she is back in the hotel room on the night she was drugged and ruined. But this time, she doesn't run into the trap. Instead, she stumbles into the forbidden penthouse suite—and into the arms of Damien, the terrifying tycoon and Lucas's uncle who holds the entire city in his grasp. He is dangerous, ruthless, and plagued by a violent, agonizing nerve disorder that drives him to the brink of madness. No doctor can cure him... except Aria. Seeing a chance for the ultimate revenge, Aria suppresses her fear and presses her thumb against the lethal pressure point on his neck. "Mr. Damien, I can stop the pain. In exchange… marry me." From rejected fiancée to the untouchable "Little Aunt," Aria uses her new status and medical mastery to crush her enemies in the showbiz world, all while managing a contract marriage that is quickly becoming dangerously real. *** Let's Connect: Instagram: dolly_.roma Discord: DollyRoma#7887

“I bought you when your empire was crumbling, Seraphina. You don't get to leave until I say so.” For three years, Seraphina was the perfect shadow—a submissive, silent trophy wife to Silas Sterling, the most ruthless predator in New York’s concrete jungle. She endured his frost-bitten coldness and his suffocating control, living within the gilded cage of their marriage and waiting for a single spark of the man she once thought she loved. But on their third anniversary, the embers finally turn to ash. Seraphina walks into Silas’s study and commits the ultimate sin: she lays down divorce papers and asks for nothing. No settlement, no property, no legacy. She only demands her freedom. Amused by her sudden rebellion, Silas tears the documents to shreds, treating her like a convenient piece of upholstery that has finally stepped out of line. He thinks she has nowhere to go. He couldn't be more wrong. That night, Seraphina vanishes into the rain. She leaves behind the designer gowns, the cold diamonds, and a crumpled box in the trash with two unwavering blue lines—a secret heir Silas was never meant to find. By the time Silas realizes his "ghost" has escaped, Seraphina has already shed her submissive skin. She isn’t a beggar fleeing a king; she is the long-lost heiress to a rival empire, and she isn’t just leaving—she is ascending. When they meet again, the tables haven't just turned; they’ve been set on fire. Silas is no longer the hunter; he is the man begging for a glance from the queen who replaced his broken doll. But Seraphina is no longer the girl who prayed for his touch. She now possesses a heart made of the very iron Silas used to break her. Silas would destroy the world to find her. Now, Seraphina is ready to burn it down to keep him away.

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.

Transmigrated into the body of a homely peasant girl, Juhua, she ignores people's looks of disdain or pity, like a wild chrysanthemum blooming wantonly, quietly opening in the fields and Zhang Yang-ing her vigorous vitality amidst the bleak autumn wind! When youth is as indifferent as a chrysanthemum, love is also quietly watching… ************** Yuan Ye's new book, "Sun and Moon Shine Together," is now being uploaded. Friends, please add it to your collection, recommend, and support it. My deepest thanks!

[A Story of Male Lead Abuse · A Rebirth Novel] What is love? Young and ignorant, Annabelle Linton spent her entire life to understand that it was an obsession. Once fallen, it's impossible to break free. It can give you life, and it can also bring you death. After her rebirth, she wore a smile on her face, but her eyes were filled with ice. A friend once asked her why she loved him so much. She fell silent, then casually changed the subject without answering, but a dazed look flickered in her eyes. Perhaps it was because the years went by too fast, the world was too harsh, and the road was too difficult to walk alone, and she just wanted a home... **** There were only two kinds of people Mr. Grant hated most in this life: those he hated, and Annabelle Linton. But there was never a reason for hating Annabelle Linton, and he never looked for one. But later, he thought about it. Was it perhaps his confidence that she would never leave, no matter what? But reality later told him that he was wrong. In this world, is there really anyone who would never leave? [This novel's main focus is on the male lead's suffering. The male lead appears to be a jerk, so patience is required. He unknowingly hurt the female lead for many years. After her rebirth, the female lead stays away from him, and the male lead is completely tormented. In the later parts of the story, the male lead will have all the reactions you'd expect to see, such as suicide attempts... But the ending is a happy one. This book isn't exactly a doting romance or a gratifying romp, but it's certainly not a tragic tearjerker. If you enjoy stories that focus on the male lead's suffering, then I think you'll like this one. If you prefer sweet and fluffy stories, please check out my other book, "My Love for You, an Incurable Disease".]

She had loved him at first sight since childhood. Through a marriage of convenience, she became his wife, but couldn't win his love. "Summer Lancaster, the one I love is Thea. You will get nothing." They had agreed to stay out of each other's lives, yet after getting married, he doted on her immensely. Just when she was about to believe they would live happily ever after, he left her coolly with his ex-girlfriend in his arms while she was suffering a miscarriage. Four years later, she transformed into a business queen and made a powerful comeback, only to be interrogated by him, "Where is the child?" "I never gave birth!" "If you never gave birth, it's not too late to have one now..."

Celia Sterling, heiress of the Sterling Conglomerate, is dazzlingly beautiful and charming, yet proud and haughty. In this world, only Kian Sterling can be her master. So, he made the decision to betroth her to Declan Nash, the eldest son of the equally powerful Norwood Conglomerate. Declan Nash, a notorious and untamable playboy, fell for Celia Sterling at first sight. After pleading with Kian Sterling for a year, he finally made the titan of the financial world relent: "If you can remain chaste for my sister, you may marry her." Declan Nash abstained from worldly desires for three years and finally secured a wedding date. With the interests of their powerful families bound by the marriage alliance, and confident that marrying Celia Sterling was a foregone conclusion, he revealed his true nature by having a bachelor party three months before the wedding. Kian Sterling's voice was faint: "Declan Nash is no longer an option." … The head of the Norwood Family, Silas Norwood, is reserved, aloof, and noble—an unattainable moon in the sky that socialites yearn for but can never reach. When Kian Sterling brought Celia Sterling to call off the engagement, Silas Norwood nonchalantly dismissed it: "My nephew Declan Nash is preposterous, but the marriage alliance between our two families involves too many entangled interests. Miss Sterling, this engagement cannot be broken." His gaze rested quietly on Celia Sterling's face, his expression unruffled: "How about switching to me?" Kian Sterling scoffed: "The unattainable Moonlight yearned for by the socialites is about to descend into the mortal world?" Silas Norwood lowered his gaze: "For a businessman, interests come first. Why not enter the game myself?" … Later, with red-rimmed eyes, Declan Nash cornered Silas Norwood in the Norwood family's ancestral hall: "What do you mean, 'enter the game myself'? This was clearly premeditated all along!"

Her three-year marriage to Tristan Grayson, in the end, was nothing but a joke. In the eyes and heart of Tristan Grayson, there was only one woman, and her name was Maggie Monroe. As for her, Mika Summers, she was merely a prop for a smokescreen. And so, covered in blood, she escaped his world... However, he refused to let her go. Finally, at the end of her rope, she said: "Tristan Grayson, what will it take for you to finally let me go!" "You are my woman, Tristan Grayson's. How could I possibly let you go?" ...

Xie Yunzhen went south to manage the floodings and brought back the widow of his childhood friend. At that time, they were still in a cold war. Ji Mingzhu, distracted, fell and bled on the spot. During the difficult labor, Xie Yunzhen refused to return to the mansion to see her, but instead took his childhood friend out of the city to enjoy the scenery. In despair, Ji Mingzhu passed away. Reborn, she just wants to stay far away from Xie Yunzhen. She began to look at other families, hoping to find a gentle and considerate husband. The man who was indifferent and distant to her, however, clung to her, "Ji Mingzhu, you can only marry me!" In the past life. Xie Yunzhen didn't expect that acting out of spite would make him miss Ji Mingzhu's last moments. She left. The child was gone too. His heart felt pierced by thousands of arrows, and he coughed up blood from the pain. Reborn, Ji Mingzhu wants to marry someone else. Xie Yunzhen's eyes turned red: Dream on!

Before rebirth, she was ruthlessly abandoned by the man she loved the most. After rebirth, she threw out a divorce paper, "I don't love you anymore, let's divorce." He is the all-powerful emperor of Stellaria, cold and heartless, with unpredictable moods. Facing the accusation from his young wife, he laughed wildly and confidently, "Who else can you love but me?" A certain woman made a domineering counterattack, picking up the little dumpling beside her, "Him, I love him the most." Melody Thorne, who had just been reborn, originally thought she could stand tall, but didn't expect to be unable to even walk, From then on, the cold-blooded president transformed into a wife-pampering maniac, afraid to break her if he held her, afraid she'd melt if he kissed her. She fought dregs, he provided the gun. She wanted stars in the sky, he immediately built a rocket to reach them. A reporter interviewed, "Mr. Quinn, how did you manage to conquer Mrs. Quinn who wanted to run away several times?" "By making babies."

He is the legendary king that rules the business empire with formidable power and influence. She is just a normal female student. A deal is made between them—a paper marriage with a validity of four years. Four years later, she turns away from the relationship without a backward glance. At first, she imagines that their worlds will never collide again, but he keeps bearing down on her, occupying her everything as he refuses to let go. Why is he interfering when she gets a bit closer to another man?! "Ethan Laurent, we've already split up! We're done! It's over!" “Oh really? Then you'll have to ask for his opinion first.” With that, he pushes a little bun into her arms with an indifferent expression. The adorable little bun looks at her with big, sparkling eyes.

Bai Yiran never imagined she’d enter a whirlwind marriage with Leng Yichen, the cold and powerful CEO of an empire—nor that their divorce would be just as swift. All she wanted was a quiet life, free from drama. But Leng Yichen had other plans. After the divorce, he shamelessly pursued her, pulling every trick to keep her close, determined to win her back and shower her with the kind of love that left the world breathless. Handsome young idols, scumbag exes, charming colleagues, eligible doctors—none could get within arm’s reach of Bai Yiran. Spoiled by his unwavering devotion, Bai Yiran would often toss her head and declare: “Ever since I married into the Leng family, I’ve been the only one he pampers! There are thousands of beauties out there, but he just has to spoil me—and only me! So I asked him, ‘Why not spread the love around a little?’ And guess what? He just won’t listen!”

The number one bachelor of the city, Qin Nanyu, has a mini-me son who's a prodigy. They hate each other. Qin Nanyu's biggest wish is to have an adorable daughter. One day, his wish suddenly became true -- "Baba, can I be a model and make money?" The money-obsessed little princess asked. "Of course." "Baba, can I go on TV shows and make money?" "Of course." "Baba, can I sell you for money?" Qin Nanyu: "..." Baby, if I gave you all of my money, can you sell your mom to me? One sentence synopsis: Boy-girl twins... one plus one. Read on to see how the alpha billionaire pampers his wife and kids!

[Excerpt] "You must be the Director," the five-year-old boy said, looking Bastian St. Yves up and down. "I am," Bastian replied coldly. "And you are late." "And you have dark circles under your eyes," the boy countered. "My mommy says men who frown too much end up lonely. Is that why you live in a big castle all alone?" [Synopsis] Everyone knows that Bastian St. Yves, the cold-hearted movie emperor, has only loved one woman: his late wife, Anaïs. For five years, the world believes he has mourned her, refusing to let another woman into his heart. But Anaïs isn't dead. She is hiding in plain sight as Agent Eve, a ruthless talent manager who has sworn to never let Bastian control her again. When Bastian unknowingly casts his own son, who is a rude, genius five-year-old, as the lead in his new tragedy, he finds himself dangerously drawn to the boy's mysterious mother. She smells like his supposedly dead wife. She trembles when he touches her. And she hates him with a passion he doesn't understand. Bastian is determined to uncover Eve's secret. But Anaïs is determined to protect her lies. Because she knows the truth: if the Tyrant of Cinema finds out the boy is his, he won't just want forgiveness...he’ll declare war for custody.

Fated mates are supposed to be sacred. Rejection is supposed to break them. When Elara Moonveil is publicly rejected by her Alpha mate, she loses everything—her pack, her future, and the life the Moon promised her. But the bond does not break. Instead, it burns… and awakens something far more dangerous within her. As Elara rises from discarded to powerful, her rejected mate is forced to watch her become everything he feared—and everything he no longer deserves. With rival packs circling, ancient bloodlines stirring, and the Blood Moon counting down, survival demands more than fate ever promised. This is not a story about forgiveness given freely. It is a story about power earned, love chosen, and an Alpha who must kneel for the mate he once cast aside. A slow-burn werewolf romance series featuring rejected mates, brutal grovel arcs, strong female leads, and love that refuses to be owned.

Jasmine Towers married billionaire Keith Acland in an arranged marriage meant to benefit two powerful families. There was no love, no romance—and Jasmine accepted it. As the CEO’s wife, she devoted herself to maintaining the perfect image and raising her son to become the rightful heir of the Acland family. Everything collapses when Keith’s former lover returns… with a child she claims is his. Overnight, Jasmine’s position is questioned. Her son’s inheritance is threatened. And the woman who once stood quietly beside her husband is pushed out of her own home. Betrayed by her husband and abandoned by high society, Jasmine is forced into a ruthless battle for survival—where losing means watching her son lose everything. Jasmine must fight to protect her child… and reclaim what was stolen from her.

P.S; my first published story;-) "I don't know....I panicked,guilt is eating at me" he frowned at my words before speaking up softly "we're cool,it was a fucking mistake so let it go" " you don't get it we can't be cool" I replied shaking my head. We can't be cool because of your girlfriend "expanciate" he demanded "you'll want this eventually" soon enough he closed the distance between us standing right in my space making me shrink into the wall closing my eyes with his minty scent scrambling my brain "you don't know what I want" After a simple life with her aunt in England far from the darkness that seemed to engulf her,Camille Morgan comes back to Los Angeles for a smooth college life with her friends and no drama but that all comes to an end as she encounters Andre Makeila, a hotshot model she adore....her idol. things don't go all rosy with him as expected, events drift them apart and bring them together, brewing complicated feelings. she begins to tread and discovers his darkest secret of the past...... Maybe even darker than hers. Can they ever truly be free of their cruel pasts and embrace their future?

Nina Song transmigrates into the beast world—only to discover she’s become the most infamous “useless” female alive. She’s ugly, talentless, infertile, and utterly unloved by her parents. Her reputation is so terrible that everyone despises her. Her only saving grace? She has eight powerful and devastatingly handsome fiancés. Unfortunately, on the very day of the wedding procession, disaster strikes. Seven fiancés publicly break off the engagement. One outright runs away. Humiliated and abandoned, Nina is exiled by her scumbag father. And as if fate isn’t cruel enough—on the road to exile, she discovers she’s pregnant. With nowhere to go, Nina survives alone in the wilderness, struggling to give birth and raise her children by herself. She vows that no matter how hard life becomes, she will protect her babies at all costs. But just as her peaceful life begins to stabilize… Why do the children’s scumbag fathers start appearing one by one? Worse still, they’re none other than the cold-blooded fiancés who once rejected her. So now you want to snatch my children? Dream on! Except… they don’t seem to be here for the kids at all.

I wanted to be seen and heard and loved but I guess that will never happen. I am 19 years old living with my father and step mother always dreaming of the day my Prince Charming will come and save me from the tortures of my house hold. Nobody knows why I’m like this, why I always stick to my self. I feel dirty just thinking of it and hate my self for it. I will keep my mouth shut and live like I have always but he. The ways he looks at me make me what to destroy all the vows I made to my self. Cayden Black the schools heartthrob and his friends they call them selves the holy trinity but far from it Want to continue dive,into this new book