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My name is Lorelei, and I once had the perfect life—until I lost everything overnight.

My ex-husband destroyed my mother's company, my grandmother lay dying in the ICU—and when I had nowhere left to turn, Dante Ashford appeared.

This ruthless billionaire offered me a devil's bargain: become his secret mistress in exchange for his help.

I told myself we were from different worlds, that I shouldn't fall.

But beneath his icy exterior, in those rare moments of tenderness, I couldn't stop myself from plummeting into the abyss.

Until that scandal broke—when he threw me to the wolves without hesitation to protect his fiancée's reputation.

In that moment, the truth became crystal clear: after all this time, I meant nothing to him.

I was just a disposable tool.

So I left.

I locked my heart away.

Four years later, this once untouchable, cold-hearted man is on his knees before me, eyes filled with desperation and remorse, his voice hoarse with pleading: "Don't marry him, Lorelei. Please... give me one more chance."

But as the buried truth between us slowly surfaces, I discover that from the very beginning, our relationship was wrapped in lies.

Can I ever trust this man who has hurt me again and again?

My story is about an older guy who takes an instant liking to a much younger girl. They are both opposites, one is a mafia boss and the other is a flight attendant who is running from her past and starting afresh in a new city where she meets the love of her life.

Aria Blackthorn is an Alpha born to rule: controlled, ruthless when necessary, and burdened by the survival of her pack. Strength defines her, yet restraint defines her more. Rowan, by contrast, is a mystery even to himself—quiet, devoted, and fractured by a power he cannot name. He does not seek dominance or glory. He seeks only her.
“I don’t belong anywhere,” he tells her once.
“Then why do you keep standing at my side?” she demands.
“Because you never told me to leave.”
In a world governed by Alpha law, fate, and blood-bound hierarchy, Rowan’s presence is a violation. He is an Omega who refuses to break, a beast who kneels rather than bites, and a living contradiction to everything Aria has been taught to believe. An accidental bond ties them together—unwanted, dangerous, and impossible to sever without destroying him. The closer she pushes him away, the more violently her wolf resists. The closer he stays, the more the pack turns cruel.
Their connection is not built on romance alone, but on survival, instinct, and a terrifying truth: Rowan is changing. His healing defies logic. His beast does not behave like any wolf known to the packs. Ancient power coils beneath his skin, answering only to Aria’s presence. She is his anchor. He may be her undoing.
Watching from the shadows is Kael, a calculating enemy who understands power better than mercy. He sees what Aria refuses to name—Rowan is both her weakness and her cure. To break the Alpha, he will break the boy.
As rogues gather, loyalties fracture, and Rowan’s transformation spirals beyond control, one question looms over the forest: when the beast finally chooses between devotion and destruction, will Aria claim him… or will she lose everything by denying what fate has already decided?

He bought her… then bound her to him with a ring she never asked for.

Luna walked out of prison with nothing but scars and a heart sharpened by betrayal. She was ready to take revenge on everyone who ruined her life — until one brutal night changed everything.

Kidnapped. Sold.

And claimed by Matthias De Grayson.

The ruthless billionaire whose cold gaze could silence a room and whose power made people kneel without question.

Matthias didn’t save her.

He chose her.

To him, Luna was the perfect weapon — a beautiful scandal he could parade in front of the father he despised and the fiancée he never wanted.

So he married her.

Not gently.
Not kindly.
But possessively.

In glittering ballrooms and behind closed doors, Luna is forced to play the role of his wicked, untamed wife — the woman who clings to his arm, whispers in his ear, and sets high society on fire with every step she takes.

This marriage is a performance built on humiliation, control, and dangerous chemistry neither of them can ignore.

Because every heated glance lingers too long.
Every touch feels too intentional.
Every whispered command sounds less like an order… and more like a temptation.

Matthias wanted a weapon.

What he got was an addiction he can’t control.

And Luna, who should hate the man who owns her freedom, finds herself drawn into a dark pull that feels as intoxicating as it is terrifying.

Three years ago, on the eve of my wedding, my fiancé murdered my parents.Hiding behind his billions, he feigned insanity and slipped through the cracks of justice.
Now, three years later, this devil has returned—professing love, begging for another chance.He watches me, forces me, imprisons me, as if I were his golden canary, trapped and powerless.
I fight back, collecting evidence piece by piece, determined to put him behind bars.I thought I was the one holding the power, standing at the cliff’s edge, watching him struggle at the bottom.
What I didn’t know… was that I had been the devil's prey all along, and it was me writhing at the bottom—while the devil stood above, smiling in control.

Sherry Hart never imagined the family business would crumble in her hands. With nowhere else to turn, she strikes a desperate deal with Enzo Blackwood, cold, calculating, and dangerously handsome, the elusive billionaire known for his ruthless business tactics and a heart as cold as his empire's towering glass walls.
Enzo doesn’t make deals without control. In exchange for saving Sherry’s Fashion House, he demands 5 years of her life as his Personal assistant. Bound by a contract neither can break, what starts as a transactional arrangement soon sparks fiery clashes as Sherry challenges Enzo's authority at every turn.
At the very moment she vows to guard her heart, Sherry resolves to keep their relationship strictly professional. But she's pulled deeper into Enzo’s high-stakes world, where hidden enemies lurk behind designer suits and whispered threats. Enzo reveals a side she never imagined: fierce, protective, and willing to fight for her.
But the moments when Enzo shields her from harm, exposing a fiercely protective side concealed beneath his cold demeanor, leave her truly shaken.
As secrets unravel and desire blurs every line between them, Sherry faces a dangerous question: Can Sherry trust the man who holds both her career and heart hostage, And when desire turns into obsession, will Enzo risk everything for the woman he swore he could never love or is she just a puppet in Enzo’s ruthless game?

Tessa has just kissed stepbrothers Mason and Bennett.
They decide they don't like sharing and now she has to choose between them.

"Bennett is calm and cruel.
Mason is reckless and rude.
I've been a good girl and stayed out of their way,
but they'll do everything in their power to force me to do
the one thing I've never been able to do.
Choose between the Slade brothers.
They'll have to kill me first.
I've seen what they're capable of.
So maybe they can..."

Ashley Evaline Miller was your drop-dead gorgeous perfect girl next door. Decent, smart, focused, and goal-oriented. She didn't have all the luxury one could think of, but she was content with what she had.

Stuck with her self-acclaimed perfect boyfriend, whom she'd do and be anything for, breathing down on her neck and draining every ounce of happiness out of her, plunging her into an oblivious hole of darkness. The love of her life who has taken so much from her, leaving just the shell of whom she used to be.

She'd stop at nothing to make him happy.

When Alaia turns 18, she knows that she will eventually find her mate. What she doesn't know is what will happen when she finally does. The betrayal of rejection knocks her down, but she's not meant to be down for long. She is meant for greatness. Follow along as she overcomes to get everything she has ever wanted, but was too afraid to ask. She was Once Rejected, but now Twice Desired.

Nalani Barak, a spirited and courageous young she-wolf belongs to a pack struggling to survive against the encroaching darkness threatening their existence.
Desperate to save her beloved pack from certain destruction, she makes a life-altering decision: to enter a contract marriage with the formidable Alpha of the Black Land Pack.
Little does she know that her mysterious fiancé, Alpha Terran Cullen, carries a secret that will turn her world upside down.As Nalani arrives at Black Land Pack that will become her new home, she is shocked to discover that her fiancé has a fraternal twin brother, Heath. And as fate would have it, Heath is none other than her unforgettable ex-lover whom she still harbours sinful desires for.
Emotion’s clash, and buried feelings resurface, as Nalani finds herself torn between her duty to her pack and the undeniable connection she still shares with Heath.As she navigates through the treacherous path of her forbidden desires, Nalani must choose between honour and the flames of a love that never truly extinguished.
Will Nalani chose her fiancé over her ex? Will she find a way to save her pack while rekindling the flame with her unforgettable ex-lover? Or will she succumb to her sinful desires?

Sunny Clyde Villania, 22, graduating student who is having difficulties with her deadlines and grades. She is busy with bonding and dreaming of future with her friends, and also dealing with her complicated love life. Steven Andre Rendezcah, 21, a werewolf, who is living in the human world. All he wanted to do is live his life and do what are the human is doing. A serious one and doesn't want to have any connection with humans―or he thought so.

When they meet each other, what will happen to the both of them? Will Sunny be able to accept who Steven really are? Is it fate or destiny?

When Emma turns 20, she finds her soon to be beta mate, believing that would improve her life. Emma envisions a brighter future, only to have her hopes shattered by Hudson's deceitful betrayal and cruel intentions. Locked in the dungeon because of her rejection, Emma has no choice but escape.
Destiny, however, has a different path for Emma.
Bennett Campbell, Alpha from the Silvercrest Pack, stumbles upon her and brings her to safety. The surprise deepens when Hunter, the pack's esteemed doctor, and Parker, the youngest of the Campbell brothers, discover that Emma is also their fated mate.
Awakening to the protective presence of three powerful men, Emma navigates her newfound sanctuary with caution and gratitude. Will Emma accept her mates? Will the pack accept her? Will the warmth and understanding of Campbell brothers mend her wounded spirit?

⚠️TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️
This story contains mature themes, including consensual BDSM, power exchange, and adult language. It is intended for mature audiences (18+).
Some scenes may be intense or triggering for certain readers.

This is a fictional work, not intended to offend or misrepresent any person, culture, or country.

Blurb:
Freya is a gifted surgeon known and loved by everyone in the hospital where she works. one night, her life is thrown into chaos when two bloodied men, hours apart, crashed into her world, demanding her skills... and both hiding deadly secrets.
In a world where everyone plays dirty and secrets, can kill, Freya must choose her heart or avoid both calamity.

"On your knees," Lucius said, his voice a quiet command.

Samuel's cock was in front of me now, flushed and leaking at the tip. I wrapped my hand around it, feeling its heat, the way it twitched under my touch. I stroked him once, twice, then leaned forward and took him into my mouth. He groaned, his hips jerking as I swirled my tongue around the head, tasting the bitter-salt of him.

Behind me, Edward knelt, his hands spreading my thighs wider. I felt the blunt pressure of his cock against my entrance, slick with my own wetness, and then he pushed in—slowly at first, letting me feel every inch as he filled me.

I'm Katherine, a unique being with werewolf, vampire, witch, and elf bloodlines. It's a burden and a blessing, one that sets me apart from the rest of the world.​

The Alpha triplets — Samuel, Edward, and Lucius — strong, captivating, and undeniably linked to me — are my fated mates. From the moment our paths crossed, I felt a connection that defied explanation. I'm their protector. There are forces out there, dark and menacing, that would stop at nothing to harm them, and it's my solemn duty to keep them safe.​

However, their feelings seem to go beyond the simple bond of mates.

Will I be brave enough to face the unknown and follow my heart, or will I let fear and doubt consume me?

Olivia had only one problem and that was falling in love at first sight, the man she thought was her everything and the love of her life turned out to be a cold-blooded murderer. And when she suffered betrayal at the hands of people she trusted, she was saved by a man she loathed more than anything, A Ruthless Mafia King. However, to have her revenge. She signed a contract with her saviour who wasn't what she thought he was and wanted more than she could give.
He was cruel, mentally unstable and feared. He killed whoever challenged him mercilessly. Pedro Ramirez had a dark past to be loathed. He never cared about any woman until he saved a helpless female who was nearly murdered by her lover. And he made her his, there was no escape from his cage. She was his redemption, the one his heart yearned for but he was the hell she was running away from.
A Ruthless devil she feared and wanted nothing to do with. But under the aggression and obsession was a harmless creature seeking love and affection. Will Olivia fall for the monster and cure his heart? Warning: contains mature content, read at your own risk!

Late at night, when I think I'm alone, I feel his breath on the side of my face, and I know--he's watching me.

Ever since I moved into this ancient mansion to take care of my sick aunt, I've been experiencing strange things. When I discover she has a boarder, a mysterious, sexy artist who lives on the third floor, I think some of that is explained. The bumps in the night. The whispers from the shadows.

But once Dalton and I are properly introduced, the strange occurrences don't stop. If anything, they are amplified. When I close my eyes at night, it's his face I see. It's his hands I feel. It's his lips I taste.

The more I get to know him, the more I realize I don't know him at all. Dalton's not the kind of man that buys a woman flowers and makes her feel all warm and fuzzy. No, he's the kind of man your mama would tell you to run from. Cold. Dangerous. Complex.

And now that he wants me, I learn he is more than that. Possessive. Controlling. Diabolical.

I should leave this place before it's too late, but I know I can't. Whatever it is that's sunk it's fangs into him, it has me, too.

He has me, too.

For better or worse.

'Til death...

Desired by the Devil is a dark romance which some readers may find disturbing. Proceed with caution.

🔞⚠️Rated 18+ | Mature Content Warning
This book is for adults only. It contains explicit sex, strong language, and mature themes. Read at your own risk or pleasure.

Wet Desires:{Erotica Collection} brings you a mix of raw, unapologetic short stories where fantasies aren’t just imagined, they’re lived. Behind every door is a moment where control slips, tension snaps, and pleasure takes over.

Strangers meet with one goal. Ex-lovers face what’s still unfinished. Friends cross lines they swore they never would. These stories are fast, hot, and messy in the most erotic way.

You’ll find dominant men who don’t ask twice, women who want more and don’t hide it, and nights that blur into mornings with no regrets.

There’s no slow burn here. No holding back. Just skin, heat, and the kind of desire that won’t wait.

If you want stories that hit hard, turn you on, make you sexually aroused, leave you wanting more and breathless, Wet Desires:{Erotica Collection} is for you.

You’ve got five seconds to explain how you got in here before I decide what part of you to break first,” he said calmly.

She turned, slowly and measured. No fear. Just cool, calculating eyes the color of storm clouds.

“That’s one hell of a welcome,” she said.

Ezra took a step forward. “You’re not supposed to be breathing.”

She smiled faintly. “Neither are you, from what I’ve read.”

That pulled a flicker of curiosity from him. She knew who he was. That wasn’t unusual.

Lira Black’s latest assignment was supposed to be simple: infiltrate, eliminate, vanish. But when she faces Ezra Raine the cursed vampire prince whose very presence ignites her blood everything she knows about control and desire shatters.

Ezra has lived centuries in darkness, mastering power and lust alike, yet Lira awakens something in him no one else ever could: a hunger he cannot tame, a need he cannot resist.

Enemies, allies, and forbidden desires collide in a dangerous game of blood, magic, and seduction. Every touch, every kiss, every whispered command brings them closer to a truth neither was prepared to face and a fire neither can escape.

In a world where betrayal is inevitable, only passion can save them… or destroy them both.

" You were born to be mine , you are mine and you are going to be ...... only mine "

He spoke in his Hoarse , deep voice sending shivers down her spine. Her petite body trembled as he gaze at her with his Hawk eyes. His hand slowly caressed her cheek , lovingly as he took a careful view of her face.

" Stay away ! "

She screamed as she tried to push him away but he was not gonna let her push him away.

He looked dead mad hearing her words. His blood shot red eyes dug holes into her brown orbs and her back sank into the wall behind her as he slammed his both fists onto the wall.

" you belong to me "

He made it clear to her but she was not gonna let him play with her like that.

" I-I'm- getting engaged- "

She looked up to him in the eyes and she witnessed his darkened eyes. He licked up his dried up lips and all of a sudden , stood up straight , letting her breath in relief but that did not last long when he grabbed her frail arm in his tight grip and dragged her all the way towards his bed , pushing her onto the bed as her body bounced twice.

" do you really think you can get enagged to him ? Let me show you tonight and after that you will know ......... Whose sinful obsession you are "

"You can’t do this to me. I won’t let you," Cecilia stammered.

"I can do whatever I want with you,” Jonathon said with a smirk, “You belong to me and only me. You have no choice but to submit to my desires."

He tossed the table out of his way before pinning her to the wall.

Jonathon huskily whispered into Cecilia’s ear as he hiked up her dress, "And when you do, you're going to love every moment of it."
Jonathon is a strong-minded, calculating, fierce warrior for the Vampire Lord that ruled over the city.

Cecilia is a smart and strong-willed woman. Nothing like a human pet is supposed to be.

An accident makes them meet, what will happen between Cecilia and Jonathon?

Can Cecilia escape this vampire world? Or can she only succumb to Jonathon's desires?

Read to find out.

Abducted from her pack on the same night she was supposed to be damned to a hopeless marriage to the oldest Beta, Lana meets an even more dangerous fate.

Now in the custody of the most dangerous alpha heirs in the entire werewolves history, Lana's hell has just began.

Though twins, both alpha heirs are different in their own ways but Damian, he's too rogue to be an alpha.

After a one night stand, Lana is helped to escape by Liam but four years later, she's dragged in again, this time, the alphas desperately need to find their fated mates or lose their throne and she's a potential candidate.

What happens when they realise that the female they once maltreated is likely to be their mate? What if she refuses them? What if they loose their throne to her rejection? What if she's come for revenge?

And then, there's her biggest secret, a little boy, three years old and though tender, he possess real qualities of an alpha.

Read to find out what happens next.

Maya Rivers, a strong-willed she-wolf, has one rule: never trust an Alpha. After escaping an abusive pack, she’s built a life of independence in a neutral territory. But everything changes when her path crosses with the dangerously seductive Alpha Darius Blackthorne. Known for his ruthlessness and unmatched power, Darius rules the Midnight Pack with an iron fist and hides scars that only Maya seems to understand.

Their initial clash ignites a feral, undeniable attraction that both terrifies and consumes them. Darius is determined to claim Maya, not just as his mate but as his equal, despite knowing she harbors a deadly secret that could bring his entire pack to ruin.

As Maya fights to keep her freedom, the bond between them grows, setting off a chain reaction of desire, betrayal, and dangerous revelations. Together, they uncover a conspiracy within the wolf hierarchy that threatens to enslave all rogue wolves and their passion might be the only weapon strong enough to break the cycle.

~Blurb.

His hands slowly traveled from my waist; he'd stopped being a gentle man.
Slowly, his hands cupped my ass.
His lips parted with a smirk, “Feels softer today,” he whispered.
One hand on my face, keeping me in place while he kissed me. Furiously, hungrily.
My breaths were heavy but his grip around my body was firmer. And soon enough, he broke the kiss.
“Undress,” he growled. His dark eyes met mine.

With nothing more or less than a heavy breath, I took a step back. Stripping away every piece of clothing. Surrendering my body to him.
“I want you,” I whispered when his hands landed on me.


No, he's not my husband…but Hannah's; my identical twin sister.
That night, I shared a bed with my sister's husband with no iota of guilt in me.
Go ahead. Judge me. But don't blame me.

Six months ago, I saw him for the first time at the supermarket. I wanted him so badly that I told Hannah. But Hannah took him from me. Hannah, my parents, they all did. They let Hannah marry him instead… sending me far away from them.
They didn't think I'd just give up, did they? They'd always given Hannah what she wanted. But the fact that she is ill doesn't mean she deserves everything good.

Hannah always got what she wanted. Attention. Love. Even the man I dreamed of. Maybe I was born to be her shadow. But not anymore!
Yes, I know. It wouldn't be long till Mr. Blake would realize I'm not his wife. But it's worth giving it a try. Isn't it?

But just so you know; HANNAH ISN'T SUCH A GOOD GIRL EITHER.

In the land of Westfall, three powerful packs rule:
The Night Storm Pack, whose wolves command the wind and storms.
The Shadow Rose Pack, masters of darkness and poison.
The Fire Moon Pack, wielders of flames, immune to fire.
But these gifts are rare- even among those who possess them, not all are born with wolves.
Meet Sasha Forster, a wolfless, powerless slave of the Fire Moon Pack. The ruthless Alpha Alain of the Shadow Rose Pack, cursed by Sasha's mother to marry her and bear an heir, takes her away from the pack's cruel Alpha. As payment for their debts, the Fire Moon Pack hands Sasha over, sealing her fate. Now, Alain is determined to claim her and break the curse.
But Sasha's heart already belongs to someone else- Ansel, her childhood friend and the new Alpha of the Fire Moon Pack. Just when she thinks her life couldn't get more complicated, Sasha accidentally exposes a hidden truth: she does have fire powers. Now, her entire pack either envies or hates her.
Torn between duty and desire, bound by a curse and hunted by those who wish her gone, Sasha faces an impossible choice.
Will she follow her heart, or will she sacrifice love for responsibility?

Some rules are meant to keep us pure. These stories spread your legs and make you beg to break them.

Stepbrothers who shouldn’t touch you, but shove you against the wall and make you scream their name.

Protectors who swear to guard your body, only to break every oath as they fuck you into the mattress.

Strangers who taste like sin and don’t stop until you’re ruined.

Masked lovers who hide their faces while they spread you open and make you beg.

Even supernatural beasts who mark you, breed you, and take you raw until you’re theirs completely.

This isn’t sweet romance. It is raw heat that claws, bites, and devours.

Dangerous, possessive men you should run from, but instead, you’ll spread wider, sink deeper, and take every filthy drop they give you.

Every page is a dare: moan louder, take more, surrender deeper. Because once you give in to the forbidden, you won’t just fall, you’ll beg to be destroyed.

Welcome to your new addiction.

I killed my fated mate to survive.

Beta Shax Wulfric was the pack’s most ruthless hunter, sent to drag me back in chains. So I ended him. Or I thought I did.

Months later, he finds me again. Alive. Amnesiac. And utterly convinced I’m his wife… and the child in my arms is ours.

Now the monster who once rejected and humiliated me looks at me like I’m his entire world. He touches me like I’m something precious.

If he remembers, he’ll kill me.
If he doesn’t, I might fall for him all over again.

Noah Martin is the most handsome physics instructor at his college. Of course, being an ex-model helps a bit in that department. He is engaged to a beautiful and talented designer, Olivia Wilson. They have a newborn daughter, Amelia, and are extremely busy with both of their careers. With the stress of everyday life and their newborn baby… they begin to just live together and not really be together. They skirt around the main issue between them and find excuses to not talk about it. When Noah’s coworker, Lea, and Olivia’s main male model, Adam, show up to tempt them… they are forced to deal with their relationship problems head on.

Warnings: Sexual Content, Cheating, Manipulation.

Suggested Age: 18+

Tell Me it Gets Easier: When a Relationship is Worth Saving is created by Minette Enfers, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

I used to think love was supposed to hurt.

Sidney forgot me five times in one month, left me waiting in the dark, and always had a reason—Azalea needed help, his friends needed him, something else came first.

I told myself he loved me.

He just loved me lazily.

Then one night, after I missed the last bus from my competition, I called the Lawson house. Sidney wasn’t there. Elijah answered.

He was rude. Cold. Infuriating.

But he came.

When three men cornered me on an empty street, Elijah became a wall between me and danger. When I cried in my bathroom, he cleaned my bruises. When my calf cramped so badly I couldn’t stand, he knelt on the tile and fixed the pain with careful hands.

He never said sweet things.

He just showed up.

Again and again.

Soon, I started looking for him in every crowd, every rainstorm, every silent night. I told myself it was gratitude. Dependence. Anything but love.

Because falling for Elijah meant betraying Sidney.

But how long can a heart stay loyal to someone who never protects it?

I accidentally entered an S-rank horror dungeon, but thought it was some immersive dating show.

Facing the bloodthirsty Ghost King BOSS:

Others: Begging for mercy.

Me (blushing): Those pecs, that battle-damaged look—where did they find such a gorgeous contestant? I'm obsessed!

When he tried to strangle me, I touched his hand. "You're so cold, let me warm you up~"

Ghost King: ???

Facing the psycho doctor with a chainsaw:

Others: Screaming and running.

Me (swooning): Doctor, those beautiful fingers are meant for piano, not chainsaws. Be sweet and put that down!

Doctor: ...

Facing the flesh-eating demon:

Me: Raw meat isn't healthy! Here, have some chocolate instead!

Seven days later, the dungeon collapsed.

Me, waving goodbye through tears. "Even though it was acting, you became my family!"

Melia Bournemouth thought she had lost everything when her father died and a tragic accident left her in a wheelchair.

Her only comfort was her devoted husband, Mathew. But when Melia discovers Mathew is secretly liquidating her last remaining assets to build a life with his pregnant mistress, her grief turns into cold, hard rage.

Desperate for retribution, Melia turns to the only man Mathew fears: Illya Cosgrave, a ruthless and dangerous billionaire with a dark reputation. But as they plot to dismantle Mathew’s empire from the shadows, Melia realizes Illya isn't just a weapon for revenge. He harbors a secret connection to her past that changes everything.

Now, Melia must decide: will she remain the victim, or will she rise from her chair and burn her ex-husband’s world to the ground?

I was cursed, trapped in a "Trial of Sincerity"—I could only regain my freedom if she spoke the words "I love you" from the bottom of her heart.
For five years, I’ve taken bullets for her, gone to prison for her, and stood on the brink of death four times. She would only call me "my best friend" or say "I need you," but she never uttered those three words.
Four times, she abandoned me as I lay dying, rushing instead to the side of another man.
The fifth time, with a bullet in my abdomen and my insides exposed, I lay on the operating table. She finally wept, screaming "I love you"—once, twice... twelve times in total.
Too bad. After waking up from that fourth brush with death, I had already signed a Do-Not-Resuscitate (DNR) order.
This time, my heart has stopped beating. Not because of my wounds, but because I’ve made my choice: I won't let her save me.

"Aveline, a world without you means nothing to me."
The dragon's scalding blood splattered across my tombstone, melting the thick blanket of snow.
Five minutes ago, he had severed the crimson fox's head—vengeance for me.
I died at the hands of my most cherished companion, died in a carefully orchestrated betrayal. I'd wielded the full power of the Court to elevate that pitiful low-born wretch to godhood, only for him to join forces with my dear sister and plunge a blade into my heart from behind.
And the dragon war god I had scorned—the one I'd humiliated and treated as nothing more than a beast slave—defied imperial decree, razed an entire city, and severed his own life force. All for me.
I watched his dragonfire extinguish completely in the bitter cold. My soul reached out to embrace him, but passed through nothing but endless snow.
Until a blinding light pierced through my vision.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself staring up at the familiar domed ceiling of the Celestial Hall.
I had returned to three years ago, to the Binding Ceremony that sealed my fate.
Reborn into a second chance, those vermin who climbed to power on dragon bones will finally get the hell they deserve.

I loved Finley for two years.
Until 1:00 AM on a Tuesday, when his best friend, Orion, sent me a half-naked photo and a jarring voice note."
If I actually bag her, don't go flipping out on me. A deal's a deal."
I booked the first flight out to confront him, only to catch the boy I loved naked and thrusting into another woman.
But that wasn't even the part that broke me.
When my roommate bypassed the hockey team's private Discord server, I found a channel named: #locker-room-bets.
There was my boyfriend, typing the words that shattered my world: "She's boring... She's like a lost puppy, you can't shake her... Play with her all you want."
My loyalty and two years of my life were nothing but a sick joke.
The entire hockey team had put money down on when I would willingly spread my legs for his best friend.

Every July, my husband left for a business trip to France—so for seven full years of marriage, we never once got to celebrate our wedding anniversary.
This time, I flew all the way to France to surprise him, and mid-flight, I stumbled across a social media post.
My dream girl finally agreed to be with me. How do I make the frumpy, worn-out wife back home file for divorce on her own?
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When my dream girl suddenly moved abroad, I married her former best friend to keep me company through the hard times, just so I wouldn’t lose touch with her completely.
Now she’s finally said yes to being with me, and I’ve made enough to give her the lavish, privileged life she deserves.
I want my wife to find out about my affair herself so I can get a clean divorce without a fight, but she’s so painfully oblivious. I’ve come home reeking of my dream girl’s perfume on purpose, and every single July I fly here to France for our private time together, watching the lavender bloom in Provence with her. She never noticed a thing.
Perfume. July. France.
Those matching details made my fingers go numb. A deafening buzz exploded in my skull. A bone-deep chill washed over me, and I prayed with everything I had that it was all just a terrible coincidence.
Until I read the final line.
Just got a spending alert from her supplementary credit card—she bought a flight to France. I’m heading to pick up my dream girl now, might as well keep an eye out for her, just in case.
The plane touched down. When I stepped into the arrivals hall, I lifted my head almost instinctively.
There stood Shen Sinian, the man I hadn’t seen in two weeks, in a crisp, tailored suit, a bouquet of roses in his hand, locked in a passionate kiss with a woman with a stunning, willowy figure, her back to me.
He opened his eyes by chance, and through the crowd of travelers, his gaze locked directly with mine.

When my family went bankrupt, my fiancé teamed up with my best friend and sold me to an underground club to pay off their debts.
To secure an investment, that scumbag handed me over to the most powerful kingmaker on Wall Street.
But the moment the call connected, I froze.
The big shot my cheating ex was groveling to was actually my first love—the man I dumped five years ago because he was poor.
Looking at the smug jerk who still had no idea who he was dealing with, I let out a cold laugh.
A deadly revenge game had just begun.

Zombies surrounded the city. I charged alone through the quarantine zone and retrieved the vaccine.
All of humanity hailed me as their savior.
But Amy, my superior and fiancée, pushed me aside at the medal ceremony.
"Your hands are covered in blood. Stand back. Why can’t you be more like David?"
"A truly civilized person ought not to even bear the sight of bloodshed."
Just to live up to her definition of being civilized, I locked away all my guns and became her obedient errand runner for three years. I took bullets for her time and again, yet still got blamed for not being gentle enough.
When the virus mutated later on, I crushed a Tyrant’s skull with my bare hands to save David right on the spot.
She held the trembling David tightly in her arms, slamming the table and yelling:
"If you don’t fix this violent streak of yours, you can forget being my husband as the bureau chief. Apologize to David!"
Every dose of the vaccine I fought to get with my life was used by her to fawn over that pretty boy.
I removed the magazine from my gun and tossed my medal into the rubble.
"You can give this position to whoever you want."

Three years of companionship, I secretly suppressed her violent S-class psionic power with my mortal body.
Yet on the day of her awakening, she cast me out like garbage.
The night I left, her genetic collapse began.
When the Zerg invaded and she knelt begging for mercy, I walked onto the battlefield alone—where my Nullification Field passed, the Zerg Overmind was reduced to a punching bag.
Star nobles dared to touch my sister?
I single-handedly breached their orbital fortress.
Now I've established the iron law of the universe, and all races bow before me.
And that woman who once drove me away is now kneeling in acid rain, her forehead bleeding from kowtowing.
Too bad—my hot pot is ready, and I have no time to open the door.

A cheating husband. A burning curse. One forbidden night with a stranger who isn’t a stranger at all.
When Rose DeLuca’s world falls apart, the man who saves her turns out to be the Alpha she was destined for....and the billionaire who’s ready to claim everything, including her.

18+ WARNING: This novel contains mature themes, including explicit sexual content, betrayal, and dark romance.

At thirty-five, I finally die— only to wake up as Isabella Montague, the stunning heroine of a fantasy novel I wrote as a stupid teen.

My plan? A world-class retirement involving heavy naps and bottomless snacks.

But the 'perfect' men I created are ruining the plan.

The brooding Northern Duke won't stop watching me. The Golden Prince is convinced my disinterest is actually a challenge. My knight—and best friend—is ready to burn the world down if I so much as yawn. And a certain Elven noble who swore off humans keeps finding excuses to be near my tea.

They want my heart. I just want my pillow.

Too bad the world is cursed, the Queen wants me dead, and everyone keeps trying to put me on a throne I never asked for.

Can't a girl just chill?

The Koch family is the oldest family in the Blue Star Kingdom. As the new generation heir, Chad Koch has encountered many women—some attracted to his wealth, others to his looks, but none genuinely cared for him as a person. Consequently, Chad Koch has perpetually upheld a demeanor of aloofness towards the fairer sex.
Amidst a twist of fate, Daphne emerges as the savior of Chad Koch's venerable grandfather.
Thus unfolds the tale of emotional intricacies between a haughty scion of royalty and a humble maiden of the farmlands.

Lydia's POV

"The patient in Bed 7 has been here three months now, right? Not a single family visit."

"Her husband just pays the bills and leaves. Doesn't even look at her. Poor thing."

I lay in the hospital bed, listening to two nurses whispering outside my door. My fingers rested weakly against the edge of the mattress.

Three months ago, I was diagnosed with late-stage cancer.

My husband, Sebastian Carter, came once. He stood in the doorway—didn't step inside—signed the papers with a blank expression, and never came back.

Sebastian was a writer. He locked himself in his study all day, leaving me to spend night after night alone in the living room. We lived under the same roof like strangers from different worlds.

I'd grown used to this hollow marriage. I didn't even bother calling him anymore.

Footsteps echoed outside.

I turned my head toward the door. Sebastian stood there in his familiar charcoal coat, his face expressionless.

"You came." I was surprised. I forced myself to sit up, my body weak and trembling.

Sebastian didn't answer. He walked straight to the bedside and set a document on the nightstand. "Sign it."

I picked it up. The words at the top read: 'Divorce Agreement.'

He once swore the whole world to me，yet he threw me aside without a second thought，all for his precious adopted sister.
He trampled on my love, ruined my youth, and let me fall into the abyss alone while doting on another woman.
Years later, I return from the ashes, powerful and cold.
I will step into his world, shatter his fame, destroy his fortune, and take away everything he holds dear.
He abandoned me for his adopted sister.
Now, I am his inevitable ruin.

I chose to retire at my peak for Alexander.
But twenty minutes before our wedding started, he decided to help his childhood sweetheart move, leaving me alone at the venue.
He said, "Sophia, you're strong enough; you don't need anyone to protect you."
So I tossed my veil aside and called off the wedding.
Alexander thought I'd come crawling back, even threatened to blacklist me.
But he didn't know that as I was leaving the wedding, my former coach suddenly called out to me, asking if I wanted to chase that championship again.

Everyone said I was just a shadow of Ethan, that I was nothing without him.
So during the tryouts, to comfort his "scared" sweetheart, he let go mid-jump, almost costing me my life.
He was betting I couldn't leave him, that I'd forgive him like I did the last eighteen times.
But he lost.
This time, I didn't cry or throw a fit.
I simply tossed the apartment key that symbolized our seven years together into the trash, then turned and walked toward my own world championship.

My boyfriend's mistress deliberately gave me a strawberry cake that I'm allergic to.
After I went into anaphylactic shock and had a miscarriage, I knew it was all over.
But when I left it all behind and went back to my hometown, he showed up at my door telling me to quit throwing a fit, that he still loved me.
This kind of love full of betrayal?
I don't want it.

Here is an adaptation crafted in the style of a bestselling contemporary Western psychological thriller or domestic drama hook, using fast-paced, high-tension American English:

For three years, I was the envy of Manhattan’s elite—the untouchable heiress with the flawless life.

My husband? The media constantly fawned over him, dubbing him "God’s gift to women" and the absolute epitome of a perfect gentleman.

Then came the video. The damn video that shattered it all.

Kneeling on the floor, wearing a thick leather collar like a pathetic stray, was the man I had loved deeply for years.

At the other end of the leash stood another woman, the stiletto of her red-soled Louboutin pressing ruthlessly into his cheek.

"Tell me, what are you?" she demanded.

"I'm Mistress Elena's dog," he whimpered. "I just want to get away from Sienna... I'm so sick of that suffocating bitch."

Every vow, every promise we ever made, instantly dissolved into a sick, twisted joke.

But instead of breaking down, I just smiled. And I hit save.

If he wanted to act like a dog so badly, I’d be more than happy to oblige. I was going to make sure he choked on that damn leash.