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Emma Greens was always the unwanted daughter—an adopted omega with no bloodline, no status, and no future. When her perfect sister secretly marries her off to a mysterious Alpha, Emma expects cruelty… but instead she meets Brandon—powerful, dangerously handsome, and strangely obsessed with her. Whispers in the pack claim he loves another woman, one hidden behind locked doors. Heartbroken, Emma prepares to leave… until she discovers the truth. The Alpha’s secret obsession has always been her. Now, with forbidden love, deadly rivalries, and a pack that will never accept her, Emma must fight for the man who has loved her in secret for eleven years—or risk losing him forever. Every choice comes with danger, every glance carries secrets, and every heartbeat could be her last. Will Emma survive the pack’s deadly politics and claim the Alpha meant for her?

Sonia Walker found herself waking up in the hospital unaware how she ended up there. But rather than the joyful faces of her husband and family. She woke to the greatest betrayal and revelation ever. Her husband and Mistress (her best friend) had plotted her life. She ended up in the hospital while she thought that was all...her best friend whined of securing a home for her baby (her husband's child) The price for the union was her life. Just as she tried to endure the pain, they made out beside her on the hospital bed. From that moment, Sonia had one purpose: Ruin their life, avenge herself and make the scumbag her ex who would only crawl and beg. Oops! I forget. She also flaunted her new love and career in their face.

Warning: Contains sexual content. I opened my mouth to scream, to beg, but my voice came out as a desperate rasp: "Please... don't leave me like this... finish it..." In that moment, while my body was burning with anticipation, I felt something entirely different. It wasn't the touch of his fingers this time, but a piercing cold that shocked my heated skin at my neck. It was a piece of ice, held skillfully between his lips, trailing with agonizing slowness down toward my chest. The contrast was terrifying and maddeningly arousing; the freezing ice making my pores constrict, followed immediately by the heat of his warm lips chasing the trail of the melt. I could hear the wet friction of his fingers inside my pussy and the sound of him suckling my breast. I felt as though my body was no longer mine; I was merely a mass of ignited nerves at his mercy, starving for him to end this torture and fill me completely with his entire being. But this time he drew closer until his scorching breath hit my ear, and he whispered in a hoarse voice dripping with lust: "Do you want me to put my dick inside you?" I didn't hesitate for a second; my body was screaming for it. "Yes... I want it." I felt the hot head of his dick touch the opening of my pussy. He began to tease it, sliding up and down, gliding easily due to the heavy wetness that drenched me. ----------- In just one night, everything changed. I gave myself to a mysterious stranger, A man whose face I have never seen but whose touch I could never forget. Now, I am pregnant, and the scandal threatens to destroy my family’s reputation in our small town. To cover the "shame," my family rushed to marry me off to a depraved old man. But on my wedding day, the church doors didn't just open they were shattered. A cold-blooded killer stormed the ceremony and put a bullet through my groom’s head before he could even touch me. I was kidnapped and whisked away to a private, fortress-like island where I finally met my captor. It turns out, the "stranger" from that fateful night wasn't just anyone. He is one of the most dangerous men in the underworld the Mafia Devil. And he has come to claim the only thing he values more than power: His unborn heir. "You belong to me now," he whispered against my skin. "And no one dead or alive will ever take what is mine." ----------------- #MafiaRomance #DarkRomance #SecretBaby #PossessiveLead #Kidnapping

His girlfriend of one week dumped him to go back to her rich ex. His classmates filmed it and laughed. He walked home broke, humiliated, and completely done with love. Then a system appeared in his head and said: [You've Awakened The Supreme Rebate System...] Three days later he had ten million in his account, the coldest campus belle in school on his arm, and a front-row seat to watch everyone who ever looked down on him regret it. Stan Harrison didn't just level up. He became the final boss. And he's only just getting started.

On the night of her fifth wedding anniversary, Seraphina Vale dies watching her husband smile over a glass of champagne he knows she will never finish. When she opens her eyes again, she is standing in her childhood bedroom, staring at her untouched wedding gown. It is the day before she marries Adrian Hawthorne, the charming billionaire who will one day steal her family’s company, ruin her father’s legacy, and leave her bleeding on a marble staircase while his mistress calls it an accident. This time, Seraphina does not walk down the aisle. Instead, she signs a contract marriage with Adrian’s greatest rival Lucien Ashford, the ruthless CEO who was destroyed and bankrupted by Adrian in her previous life. Lucien wants revenge, Seraphina wants justice, and their marriage is supposed to be a transaction but as she guides him through corporate traps she already remembers, and he shields her from dangers she once faced alone, cold calculation begins to feel dangerously close to devotion. Meanwhile, Adrian is unraveling. The woman who once loved him without question now looks at him like he is already a ghost, and he cannot understand why losing her feels like losing something he never knew was irreplaceable.

[Warning: This story contains explicit adult content and dark romance themes. It features a strong female lead and a dominant male lead. Expect dangerous plot twists ahead.] slow burn ---------------------- Julie pov I screamed at him as I tried to break free from the grip of his hands to reach for his belt, his body, anything belonging to him: "I don't care! I want you to fuck me now... do you understand?" ///////////////////////// Robert pov She said defiantly: "I'll do it myself," and placed her trembling fingers on her pussy. I pounced on her and gripped her hands tightly: "What are you doing, you crazy girl?!" She screamed as she tried to escape: "Let me go to get rid of this agony! If you don't want to fuck me, let me save myself!" I was pressing on her hands to restrain her, and she took advantage of my proximity and kissed me hungrily. I pulled my lips away from her with difficulty, while my body was screaming to throw myself on top of her and touch every inch of her. I was burning too, seeing her in this miserable state. She looked into my eyes deeply and said in a tone that made my world reel: "Robert... take my virginity... make me scream your name, Robert." ___________________ I'm Julie Michael I went with my father to a luxurious restaurant in New York, but I never left with him.My father sold me to a mafia king who owns a VIP club that rents out girls only to politicians and celebrities. On a lower floor of a world that doesn’t exist on any map, The girls are imprisoned in royal suites, prepared solely to please the clients, with no hope of escape. I was sold to Robert Cross, a billionaire who buys people for the joy of breaking them.But I refuse to break under his hands. In Robert Cross’s world, everything has a price tag. I was his most expensive purchase, and I intend to be his most dangerous mistake. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - "You bought my body, but you will not buy my submission," Julie spat. Robert leaned in, his voice a dark hiss: "Commodities don't need to like their masters, Julie... It’s enough that I took a liking to you and bought you, sweetheart." ______________ Adult content only Dark Romance Twisted

[ Warning: Extremely mature content. ] [ Read at your own risk—I won’t be held responsible later. ] Smut is clearly indicated by — "*" For a little bit of teasing or stuff. "**" For semi smut chapter where half of the chapter is consist of smut. "***" For full fledged smut chapter. Rain, a genius obsessed with his favorite female character in the game, was just about to finally get her… but fate had something else planned for him. Instead of his beloved goddess, he got something he never wanted—he transmigrated into the same world he once used to play. A unique world where trees, weapons, electronics, animals—everything exists in humanoid form, able to talk, think, and live like humans. With his new system, and after being selected as the Queen of Domination’s Husband-to-Be, will he survive and carve his own path, defy his fate, or simply get lost in it? With countless alluring and dangerous women awaiting his arrival… Will he dominate— Or be dominated? **** Content warning — [ FOR MAN OF CULTURES ] [ DON'T READ THIS ON LIVING ROOM, OKAY KIDS ] No NTR | No Yuri | No Yaoi | Male protagonist focus | Urban Fantasy/ Survival / Harem/ Unique Races / Unique Charcters If you want some extra tags, here’s a taste: large harem, Mlif, Virgins, beasts,Unseen beauties, Kinks, Beast men's, Tree people's, And many more

In his previous life, Su Yibi was betrayed by his husband and half brother, who conspired to dig out his heart while he was still alive.To make a placenta for his half brother who will die without this medicine and he will only survive if he drinks the placenta made of the heart of the person who was born After being reborn, he realized he was just a cannon fodder in the novel, and the protagonist was his half-brother, Su Yichen, and the male lead was his beast of a husband, Li Wei Zhi. He was just a stepping stone for them to reach the top of the pyramid. After being reborn, he returned from the countryside and accidentally saved a man, taking his dagger and running away, unaware he was the richest and most sought-after Alpha in Hua Country. That night, he caught him. Snippet "Little mouse, do you still want to escape?" However, he couldn't escape at all and fell into his trap, marrying the arrogant man. "

Joyce Roberts spent ten years as the shadow brain behind Pink Stones Corporation, closing every deal that mattered while her husband Juan Wilson played the terrifying CEO in public. He served her divorce papers across the boardroom table they built together, called her his starter wife, and moved her best friend Karen Hernandez into their penthouse the same night. Joyce walked away with nothing but the clothes she wore and the secret son she’d hidden from him for five years. Later she returns as Elena Voss, the anonymous majority shareholder who just bought the company out from under him. Juan Wilson is about to learn the woman he discarded now holds his entire empire by the throat. This is corporate revenge wrapped in raw emotion, boardroom knives, and a second chance that tastes like blood.

Old people used to say—"Watch your mouth. Once a word leaves, it never comes back." Nonsense, I thought. Pure, unadulterated nonsense. At least, that’s what I thought before today. Now, I’m sitting in an office that smells like pure disappointment, staring at a boss who can only be described as a fat, bald rhino. And I mean it. Not a single strand of hair. Smooth. Shiny. Reflecting my bad decisions right back at me. And the horn? Judging by his face, it looked like the rhino tried climbing a mountain and got the horn stuck halfway. Impossible, right? Yeah, that’s what I thought too. But look at this—today, a rhino is sitting in a chair, in an office, acting like he owns the world. Clearly, anything is possible. Now, all of this was supposed to stay in my head. A thought. A private, safe, non-life-threatening thought. But me? Why would I act normal? Why would I choose peace when I can personally ruin my entire life? So, instead of walking out quietly, I said it. "You fat rhino. I quit." ... Ah. Beautiful. Truly, I had the aura of a domineering CEO. Except for one small issue: I’m not the heroine of some high-end drama. There was no background music. No slow-motion exit. No hidden identity. Just me. A nuisance with no powerful family and no backup. If my ancestors could see me right now, they’d crawl out of their graves just to beat me up themselves. But it’s fine. Because according to every story I’ve ever read, I just need to raise my fist, land one punch, and—Boom. He flies two buildings away and I become a local legend. My fist landed. A solid, direct hit. ... Why was the rhino not moving? Not even an inch? New plan. There’s a door. There’s a security. There’s exactly one decision left: Die or run. So, obviously, I ran. "Grab her!" That was the last thing I heard before everything turned into chaos. I’m fast. I really am. Feet hitting the pavement, breath tearing out of my chest—I was doing great. I was surviving. I— Wait. Weren’t there people chasing me? Why did it suddenly go quiet? Their mouths were moving, but no sound came out. What kind of horror movie logic was this? And why were they looking at me like— BAM. Something hit me. My body lifted off the ground before crashing down hard enough to knock the soul out of my lungs. Right. So that part wasn't just in the movies. Damn. If I had known I was going to die like this, I would’ve at least shoved that novel straight down that old rhino’s throat before leaving. Seven Years Later... "Young Miss… would you be willing to marry me?" "Shut up." Isla didn’t even spare him a glance as she shoved the boy aside. He stumbled back, stunned, while another immediately stepped forward, far too eager. "Miss, I think I’m the better choi—" Slap. The crisp sound cut through the air, leaving the second boy frozen, his cheek reddening under her palm. "Both of you. Get lost." Before the silence could settle, another rushed in, holding out a delicately wrapped box. "Miss, here is a cake for you—" "Get. Lost." Her voice dropped an octave, sharp enough to slice through his courage. "The Young Miss only likes me!" another declared, pushing forward with ridiculous confidence. "Miss, this is a doll for you—" The voices overlapped. Gifts appeared one after another—cakes, dolls, trinkets—as if they thought piling offerings at her feet would win her over. In the middle of it all, Isla sat frozen. Her face flushed a deep red—but not from embarrassment. Her fingers curled against her lap, nails digging into her skin. What the hell is going on…? Her gaze swept across them, sharp and almost feral. Aren’t the male leads supposed to kill me? Her jaw tightened. Then why—God! How did I end up taming these crazy psychos?

“Get on your knees." My voice sliced through the room like a serrated knife. Ragnor didn’t hesitate. He sank to the cold stone floor, his knees hitting the ground with a heavy thud that synchronized perfectly with my beating heart. Ryker and Reign followed, their heads bowed, their Alpha pride crumbling at my feet. "We didn’t have a choice, Candace," Ryker groaned, his head bowed so low his forehead nearly touched the tops of my boots.  "Everything we do is a choice, Ryker," I whispered, leaning down. "Since you believed a lie over me, now show me,” I commanded, my voice dropping a lower octave. "Show me exactly how much you're willing to crawl to keep the mate you discarded." "Anything, Daisy," Ragnor choked out, his large, calloused hand reaching for my ankle. His touch sent a traitorous bolt of sparks through my skin, but I didn't budge. He pulled my foot closer, his heat seeping through the silk of my dress. He didn't just kiss it; he buried his face against my boot, breathing in my scent with a hot desperation. I looked down at the three most powerful men in the pack, all of them reduced to rubble before me, and I felt the tears burn behind my eyes. "It's a pity that’ll never be enough,” I said, my voice turning to ice.  "Then break us. Do whatever you have to do, just don't walk out that door. Don’t give up on us," Reign growled, looking up, his hazel eyes burning with lust. “We will burn in hell before we let that happen,” I forced a brittle, empty laugh. “Say hello to the devil, he’s no different than the beasts you’ve become after what you put me through,” I pushed Ragnor’s hands away, my touch merciless as I used my knee to shove the other two back.  "I’m done with you all. Go fuck your sweet Didi. I will get my release elsewhere,” I snapped, my voice coming out stronger than I expected especially with their bodies pressed against mine, and their lips sending tingles across my body.  I felt their eyes drilling holes into my back, hotter than a thousand lasers all at once as I strode out. I knew they were watching my retreat, but I didn't turn around to let them see the single, traitorous tear that had finally escaped my guard. I couldn't let them know how much their choices had truly cost me. I was the devil they’d made with each torment. And devils didn't cry. ~ Born the daughter of royalty, Candace Sinclair was once the noble daughter of the formidable Alpha of GraceSpring Pack until her perfect life became a nightmare in one single night. Labeled the offspring of a traitor, she was plunged into a miserable life of shame, scars and utter disgrace and condemned to serve as an omega slave among those who had once bowed to her. However the Moon Goddess wasn’t done with this queen. On the night of the full moon, Candace was rebonded to the beastly triplet Alphas—Alpha Ragnor, Alpha Reign and Alpha Ryker Pendragon, her sworn enemies. The triplets planned to reject her. They would have succeeded… if this wasn’t Candace’s last shot at being mated. Having survived three brutal, excruciating rejections, Candace seized control of her fate at the last minute, forcing them into a bond they never expected with her. That night, the triplets who once loathed her swore to make her life a living hell. But Candace doesn’t care—she will endure every torment if it means uncovering the conspiracy that destroyed her father and plundered her happy family into misery. But Fate is a bastard. Soon, this queen becomes the one obsession they can't escape. The one they crave so desperately they’ll lose their minds just to be buried inside her, until they lose themselves completely.  As cruel truths claw their way to light in this twisted game of love, betrayal, danger and passion, the Pendragon triplets start to see her for who she is—their queen. But Candace is done begging for scraps of their love. She is done being a weak toy in their twisted games. This queen wants them where they belong— groveling on their knees…forever?

He Yuan had accidentally caused his own death. He had no idea he was even dead until he suddenly woke up on the hard floor of an empty room. What had killed him? Well... for future reference, it's a terrible idea to install a chandelier over your bed. As he tried to get his bearings right, a strange guy suddenly popped out of thin air and he was offered a job. The job offer granted him eternal life with the alternative being reincarnation. Most would hastily choose to be reincarnated so they can start a new life but not He Yuan. He was skeptical, why would anyone want reincarnation? Once you reincarnated 'you' cease to exist. He didn't care about what people said about starting afresh, gaining new memories and all that. All he knew was that once a person reincarnated, they get thrown into a different environment, different family, meet new people and in short became a different person entirely. What scared He Yuan the most was losing his own thoughts and hence, awareness of his current self and so, he chose to accept the job. What did the job entail? He carried out tasks given to him by people who were called 'leasers.' They were called this because they leased out their bodies to 'taskers' for a period of time to help set their crooked lives straight. What the leasers didn't know was that the taskers got into realms and helped them so they( taskers) could focus on their own main tasks which was world/realm balance. These realms had 'special ones' who siphoned the luck out of it. Luck was the binding force of these realms so without it, the realms would begin to break apart and deteriorate into unlivable hells. So in essence, leasers gave put their bodies and 'payment' in the form of soul energy, taskers helped out the leasers while balancing the realms and the realms become stable once more. Pretty straightforward right? Yes. But can someone tell He Yuan why these world was so full of hypocrites, Mary sue and Gary stu characters who thought it was excusable to do horrible things just because they were in love? He Yuan grit his teeth. If you want to be in love, then be in love, was there any need to use others as stepping stones?! He rolled up his sleeves and bounced forward. Just you wait as I teach you all a valuable lesson! #Gongmc UPDATES: Twice daily ORIGINAL STORY. Author here: Again, I can't design shit so I snatched the photo from pinterest, credits to the original artist. If the artist demands I take it down, I would do so without hesitation as I only have my lack of talent to blame.

Lin Mo Chen had no intention of becoming one of the clichés. In a world ruled by Heavenly Rings, where the strong rise and the weak are left behind, the Lin Clan’s greatest genius suddenly falls from grace; as everyone waits for his inevitable return, Lin Mo Chen—just a background character—recognizes the pattern unfolding before him and wants nothing to do with it. After reading too many stories like this, he knows exactly how things unfold. But in a world ruled by destiny and clichés, can he really avoid becoming one himself?

Her whole life was spent on stitching dreams no one cared about. She once believed it was an expression of her soul,but her family turned it into a cage. She was betrayed by blood, lost the will to dream, but heaven answered through a single accident. Reborn with a system that lets her weave destiny itself, she turns fashion into a weapon. And revenge? Her revenge is art. The girl once mocked for being a nobody becomes the designer the world cannot look away from. Her every stitch commands her enemies to their knees as they kneel before her greatness. Every gown is a step closer to their downfall because for the first time, she is the one sewing their destinies.

What if you were a professional at being the villainess? In this unique transmigration novel, our protagonist, Shen QingXue isn't just trapped in one story. She’s hopping through five different lives, each with a new identity as a character destined for ruin. Each arc is a fast-paced, standalone story of only 20-25 chapters, focusing on a different challenge and a new male lead to face. Join her as she navigates: Arc 1: The Obsessive Heiress. She's a spoiled, rich wife obsessed with a CEO who hates her. Can she survive the modern world of corporate drama and terrible choices? Arc 2: The Malicious Queen. From a modern heiress to a ruthless, arrogant queen. The male lead is plotting his revenge against her, and the kingdom despises her. Can she change her cruel ways before it's too late? Arc 3: A Ghost's Curse. No body, no problem? Our heroine is now a ghost haunting the male lead. But as she gets closer, she discovers the truth behind her death and the curse that ties them together. Arc 4: The Resource Hoarder. It's the apocalypse, and she's a selfish survivor who gets the male lead’s team in trouble. Now, she has to fight zombies and earn their trust in a world gone to chaos. Will she survive the karma of her new roles, or is she destined to fail in every life she enters?

Synopsis: My Contract Boyfriend Two broken hearts. One fake relationship. Zero room for error. Ella Royal is tired of being the "disappointment" of her elite, high-achieving family. Faced with a humiliating family dinner and a sister who won't stop mocking her, Ella tells the biggest lie of her life: she’s dating the city’s most untouchable heir, Henry Hordesen. But Henry is a man of ice. Recently dumped by the woman he still loves, he has no interest in Ella's family drama—until she offers him a deal he can’t refuse. He needs to make his ex-girlfriend burn with jealousy, and Ella needs a shield against her family's judgment. The Deal is simple: Play the perfect, doting couple in public. No real feelings allowed. Use each other to get what they want. But as the "Contract Couple" prepares for a high-stakes gala, the plan starts to crumble. When they are seated directly across from Henry’s ex and her new flame, the "act" becomes dangerously intimate. Forced to play the role of a woman in love while Henry’s eyes are still searching for his ex, Ella realizes she’s signed a contract with the one man who can truly destroy her. In a world of designer gowns and cold-blooded social climbing, can Ella protect her heart, or will she become collateral damage in Henry's war for revenge?

Malik Hayes used to open rich men’s car doors in Miami. They laughed at his clothes. They laughed at his background. They laughed when he got thrown out, blamed, and humiliated in front of people who thought money made them untouchable. Then the Billionaire System chose him. Now every insult can become a reward. Every enemy can become a stepping stone. Every luxury space that once rejected him is becoming his playground. From nightclub wars and supercar flexes to dirty real-estate deals, old-money traps, police pressure, and revenge that hits where it hurts most, Malik is climbing through Miami one ruthless win at a time. But money alone is not enough. Malik wants status. He wants power. He wants the people who looked down on him to choke on their own regret. In a city built on image, lust, danger, and hidden money, Malik is about to learn that becoming rich is easy compared to surviving rich. And once the whole city knows his name, every move will come with a price.

Lin Yue has lived her life under the control of those who underestimate her. Confined, watched, and forced into obedience, she learns that freedom and power must be claimed, not given. A mysterious visitor appears, bringing opportunity, secrets, and a debt she cannot ignore. As she navigates hidden alliances, political intrigue, and the shadows of her own world, Lin Yue must out think her enemies, protect those she cares for, and decide how far she is willing to go to take control of her destiny. Strategy, suspense, and subtle games of power, trust is rare, danger is constant, and every choice carries consequences. In a world that underestimates her, Lin Yue will discover that her greatest weapon is herself.

In Lagos, you are either the one kicking or the one being kicked. I was tired of being the one on the ground. ​Tobi was just another delivery boy weaving through the lethal traffic of Lagos, bleeding for a boss who didn't know his name. But after a near-fatal accident, the world didn't end—it digitized. ​[Ding! The 10-Billion Naira System has Initialized.] [Current Balance: ₦0.00] [First Quest: Survive the night and earn ₦2,000,000.] ​Now, Tobi sees the world through a new lens. He sees the hidden price tags on every building, the secret weaknesses of billionaire CEOs, and the exact path to becoming the richest man in Africa. From the slums of the Mainland to the ivory towers of Banana Island, Tobi is no longer delivering packages—he’s delivering justice, one takeover at a time. ​He’s not just playing the game; he’s buying the board.

This work, dated October 26, 2025, presents a compelling, multi-generational tale of spiritual struggle and redemption. Summary of the Narrative The story unfolds across timelines, beginning in January 1990 on an Iowa farmhouse amid a fierce storm. It centers on Margaret Jones, who cradles her infant daughter Sarah while confronting an ominous intrusion by strangers—implied harbingers of darkness—testing the family’s faith. This flashback establishes a foundational battle for Sarah’s soul, resolved through parental resolve and an invocation of light over shadow. The narrative then shifts to 2025, where Sarah—now Maryanne’s mother—perishes in a car crash, leaving Maryanne, who is pregnant and overwhelmed by grief, adrift. In a moment of vulnerability within a fog-shrouded park, Maryanne encounters a piercing declaration: “Jesus loves you.” This summons her not merely to flee but to confront an internal turmoil, blending maternal fear with a profound spiritual calling. The prose evokes a visceral tension between the mundane and the ethereal, culminating in themes of inheritance, loss, and divine intervention. This piece stands out for its atmospheric prose and layered exploration of faith as a bulwark against despair, potentially evoking a sense of cathartic release—much like a personal “deliverance” from one’s burdens.