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My mad mother, in her final moments, pressed a set of Russian nesting dolls into my arms.
"These cost me thirty years of my life. In return, they'll give you three ways out of death."
The first doll told me to go to a bar and bring home the third strange man I met.
The second doll, she said to open on the eve of my wedding. There was no note inside. Only a photograph — my groom, killing a woman wearing the exact same wedding dress as mine.
Three years later, on the eve of another wedding, I opened the last doll. I read the note, smiled, and dropped it in the trash.
It was only later that I understood —
This mad woman saw more clearly than anyone sane in this world.
Mom, I'm sorry.

Five years ago, Maya Vale came to a gala with a pregnancy test hidden in her clutch, ready to tell her billionaire husband, Adrian Cross, that they might finally have a child.

Instead, Adrian stood silent while his powerful family accused her of leaking pediatric records, stripped her of her work, and pushed her out of the marriage that should have protected her. Maya left with one secret and one rule: no one from the Cross family would ever get quiet access to her child.

Five years later, Maya returns as the founder of ValeCare and the mother of Lily, the daughter Adrian never knew existed. She did not come back to be claimed. She came back with rules, boundaries, and a life built far away from the Cross name.

But when Adrian sees Lily, the truth breaks open. His regret is immediate, but Maya refuses to let guilt become possession. As old accusations resurface and the Cross family reaches for Lily through schools, headlines, and family pressure, Maya must protect her daughter while forcing Adrian to face the truth he once refused to defend.

Can a man who erased his pregnant wife ever earn the right to stand beside her again?

Lucy, a twenty year old college girl who is completely obsessed with cock and nonstop sex, never expected her single mom to bring home the perfect man. Ethan is in his late thirties, ripped from years of construction work, hung like a horse, and naturally dominant. After she reluctantly accepts the marriage, Lucy turns into a total seductress. She starts wearing the skimpiest outfits and teasing him without mercy. When her mom leaves town for a business trip, one dripping wet encounter leads to Lucy blackmailing Ethan into raw forbidden fucking. Their secret affair quickly explodes into daily risky creampies all over the house. But everything changes when Mom, Sarah, comes home early and catches them right in the middle of a hard fuck.

“You’re truly going to get married to Silver? When I'm still in love with you?” Liam looked at me with so much sadness which broke my heart the more.

“This is the only way out Liam. Move on with your life and forget about me. Our love was doomed right from the onset,” I answered with a poker face even though I was hurting way more than him.

This was the only way out. I knew I’d regret it but I had to get married to Silver even though I knew my heart would always belong to Liam and would always yearn for him.


Maya Allen, a poor orphan meets Liam Taylor, CEO of the biggest company in their city after breaking up with her ungrateful boyfriend whom she had been taking care of. They eventually fall in love. However, Maya’s life takes a drastic turn after she meets Silver Grey who tries everything possible to win her love even though he knows Liam and Maya are in love. What happens when Maya finds out a shocking truth about the two men, Liam and Taylor who are pining over her?

I built Elias’s billion-dollar FinTech core system from the ground up. We once endured countless late nights in a basement, vowing to stick together. After the IPO, he grew obsessed with his fragile step-sister Mia. He shared my confidential code with her, ignored my pregnancy emergency, and lost our baby while comforting her. He even erased the secret love note I hid on page three of our architecture. Months later, his business crumbled, and he begged me for forgiveness with diamonds and his CEO resignation. But every chance he had is gone. I’ve built my own thriving tech company, and I’m never coming back.

I'm dead.

Died that rainy night, desperate because I couldn't scrape together five thousand dollars to save my dog.

Liam laughed at me over the phone—my childhood friend told me to quit the sob story. His new girlfriend Sarah said I should get on my knees and beg if I wanted her to toss me some scraps. They had no idea every dollar I owed those loan sharks was to cover up Liam's hit-and-run.

My dog died. So I jumped into Black Lake.

It wasn't until they pulled my body from the water that Liam found the surveillance footage in that tin box and realized what a massive mistake he'd made. Then he snapped, dragging Sarah and everyone else who killed me down into the depths, one by one.

Too bad it was already too late.

Ryan Aldridge had one rule: he showed up for whoever needed him most.

The problem was, it was never me.

Throat swelling shut in the ER? He was unclogging Sloane Harrington's drain. Anniversary dinner? He left between courses because Sloane was "spiraling."

I forgave it every time. I was the cool girl. The understanding fiancée.

Then my studio caught fire, and a beam came down on my chest.

I lay there—bleeding, pinned, choking on smoke—and watched Ryan vault over me to carry out a woman with a sprained ankle.

"Jocelyn, come on. You can handle this. Look at her—she's shaking."

Something in me went still. Not broken. Finished.

I twisted off the ring with blood-slick fingers and let it disappear into the ash.

Then I disappeared too.

They call it an "alpha team," boasting about our million-dollar AI equipment. I thought I just had terrible luck at work—the scanner bruising my arm, the coffee maker intentionally scalding me. Trapped by a $500,000 resignation penalty, I must survive tonight’s overtime. But in the dark copy room, the shredder is... breathing.

They say once fear sets in it consumes you totally.

Diane could not think straight watching the arrow approaching her mate from afar, she had not planned on dying when she stepped in to fight in the place of men, she had planned on gaining her position and if she couldn't she would get to understand why he delighted in bloodlust. She waited for the perfect time to cut in between the arrow and her mate where it would hit her vitally, she was done with life anyways, she had tried to claim it herself.

She turned to face her mate, he was preoccupied.

'There's no way he'll be fast enough this time' she smiled.

'Goodbye world, make space for me father, I'm coming to you, to join you, I have achieved nothing here but wasted years'
A lone tear rolled down her cheeks as she stepped in, the poison laced arrows pierced through her chest.

**
Lee Diane spent her childhood restrained, being groomed to be the Luna of the pack due to the presence of a mark on her neck, that has been present in only a few generations known as the Luna's mark. A mark that deemed the bearer an inage of the moon goddess in both strength and quality. A mark that destined it's bearer to be mated to an Alpha.
Followimg the deaths of their fathers they get engaged.

On the day of their engagement Luke finds his mate, over a short he get married. Diane meets her mate on the day of Luke's wedding and he is none else than the Alpha of the pack her people went to war against.
She learns that the war also claimed the life of the pack's Alpha.

He forcefully married her as a means of revenge against Luke.

I stared at the lady who walked in, And I want my employees to be best, because I want my results to always come out in perfection.
She was trembling, even from her looks, "what's your name?" I barked, already enraged, I hate irrelevant workers.
" What the fuck is your name" I demanded, without waiting for answer I started taking graceful strides towards her, only to see her body trembled in fear, she then slipped.
Making her kissed my lips.

Check the story of a young lady who was named Cynthia, who has been looking for a job after she graduated from school, but to avail, her landlady threw her out of the house, she surged a do an option, which was micro funds limited, she has heard about the CEO how he loves nothing but competence from his workers, she was elated when she Heard he was looking for a secretary, now what will be her first encounter when she first meet the Cold heated CEO.

Three years ago, I took an undercover job: pose as a bottom-tier janitor and infiltrate a crime syndicate.

But I didn’t fit. My posture, my stride, the way I watched people—none of it looked like a janitor.

So command made the call: hypnotize me, seal my memories, erase who I was. In three months, someone would come wake me up.

They never did. My handler died, the line went dark, and I stayed buried.

I lost myself and spent three years scrubbing this place from the bottom—where anyone could kick me, spit at me, call me useless.

Until today. A stranger, drenched in blood, was dragged into the hall. He lunged close and whispered one sentence into my ear.

It was the trigger phrase.

The lock in my head snapped open. My name is Jack Reynolds—ex–Marine operative—sent here to bring down the Grey Wolf Alliance.

And everyone who spent three years stepping on my neck is about to learn what that means.

Do all men lose interest in their wives after marriage?

We’ve been married for five years, and he never touched me.

At first he said he wasn’t well, so I was understanding. Later he recovered, but still kept me far away.

On our fifth wedding anniversary, my sister came in for a check-up, clearly pregnant with his child.

The truth hit me hard: he wasn’t incapable. He was just incapable with me.

I drew up the divorce papers, ready to end this empty marriage.

On the reason for divorce, I wrote with my own hand:

“Male sexual dysfunction; no marital relations in five years.”

He only smiled coldly when he saw it.

A week later, in the urology clinic.

I put on my medical gloves, looked at him, and said calmly:

“Sir, will you undress yourself, or shall I help you?”

His disapproval didn’t take away my confidence.

I still embraced better things in my career and love life!

But his life started to be filled with one accident after another.

After a painful loss and with overwhelming uncertainty knocking at her door, Lunna Rivera feels lost once again, accompanied by fear. She still feels like the little girl shaking in fear under the covers, wishing her heartbeat would calm down. However, she discovers something: true love. Will love to rise like a rainbow after the storm? She and Adam will face several difficulties that will test their love and feelings, putting their hearts to the test. Will this burn love stay alive? Will Adam finally fight for his first love? And will Luna learn to see beyond appearances to discover the truth?

However, for Lunna, trusting her heart means a path that should not be followed, something deceitful and cruel. She prefers not to think about it because it causes fear and reminds her of the child who cried under the sheets, wondering why her heart was bleeding again.

Luna must heal her broken heart, while Adam faces his own internal battles. Will it be possible to overcome past mistakes and find redemption? Will the love between Luna and Adam withstand all trials? They explore pain, overcoming, and the search for true connection. Confronting their weaknesses and traumas, both want to rekindle the flame of love that once brought them together. Secrets will be revealed, difficult choices will be made, the courage to forgive and start over will be fundamental.

Will destiny have a happy ending in store for Luna and Adam?

I spent three years as a "useless son-in-law," humiliated in public by my wife, all to repay a debt of life-saving gratitude.
That night, she handed me a cup of poisoned wine, smiling as she told me to "disappear from this world."
But she didn't know that the wine served to terminate our contract of protection—and unchained my shackles completely.
When the fighter jets of the Northern Command cast their shadows over the entire estate, she finally knelt in the mud, crying out for "Adrian."
But this time, I will not look back.

“A powerful opener to a series [that] will produce a combination of feisty protagonists and challenging circumstances to thoroughly involve not just young adults, but adult fantasy fans who seek epic stories fueled by powerful friendships and adversaries.”--Midwest Book Review (Diane Donovan) (re A Throne for Sisters)“Morgan Rice's imagination is limitless!”--Books and Movie Reviews (re A Throne for Sisters)From #1 Bestselling author Morgan Rice comes a new series for fantasy and middle grade readers (and adults, too)! Fans of Harry Potter and Percy Jackson—look no further!In THE SCEPTER OF FIRE: OLIVER BLUE AND THE SCHOOL FOR SEERS (BOOK FOUR), 12 year old Oliver Blue is dispatched on an urgent mission to save The School for Seers. He must travel back in time, to Florence, 1592, to find the only artifact that can save them all.Yet the secret is guarded by none other than Galileo himself.As Oliver searches for one of the great scientists and inventors of all time, the man who invented the telescope and who discovered planets, Oliver must wonder: is a he a seer, too? And what other secrets is he holding?His brother Chris, more powerful than ever, remains determined to kill Oliver for all time. Oliver soon realizes it is a race against time, as the fate of the school—and of the world—is at stake.An uplifting fantasy, THE SCEPTER OF FIRE is book #4 in a riveting new series filled with magic, love, humor, heartbreak, tragedy, destiny, and a string of shocking surprises. It will make you fall in love with OLIVER BLUE, and keep you turning pages late into the night.Book #5 in the series will be available soon! “The beginnings of something remarkable are there.”--San Francisco Book Review (re A Quest of Heroes)

My wife is upstairs with another man—her first love.
But I don't want to fight about it.
I'm not staying here because of her.
Her father once saved my father's life. I'm here to repay that debt.
So they pushed even further.
She wants me to give way to her first love.
Give up my seat at dinner, my trust fund eligibility, my position as family consigliere, even our couple's travel tickets.
Fine. Have it your way.
I'm leaving to go back to being the Don I was meant to be.
Hope your family can survive the mafia wars without me.

A torrential downpour of strong acid flooded the city, and mutated sea monsters slaughtered buildings. When Chloe, along with burly men from the rugby team, wielding fire axes, frantically smashed down the door, attempting to burn me alive and steal my bottled water, I had already welded the security door firmly into the load-bearing wall.
Faced with the pried-open door, I didn't waste any words and directly used a 20,000-volt electric spear to pierce the strong man's thigh! Then, I coldly pushed the blood-soaked floor outside.
The pungent smell of blood instantly attracted the skeletal behemoths from the water, turning the corridor into a horrific slaughterhouse. I listened coldly to their desperate screams in front of the monitor.
In this desolate wasteland, you think you can survive by stepping on me? Then feed the monsters with your flesh and blood !

“A powerful opener to a series [that] will produce a combination of feisty protagonists and challenging circumstances to thoroughly involve not just young adults, but adult fantasy fans who seek epic stories fueled by powerful friendships and adversaries.”--Midwest Book Review (Diane Donovan) (re A Throne for Sisters)“Morgan Rice's imagination is limitless!”--Books and Movie Reviews (re A Throne for Sisters)From #1 Bestselling fantasy author Morgan Rice comes a new series for middle grade readers—and adults, too! Fans of Harry Potter and Percy Jackson—look no further!In THE ORB OF KANDRA: OLIVER BLUE AND THE SCHOOL FOR SEERS (BOOK TWO), 11 year old Oliver Blue is back in the present day, racing to save Armando before his destined moment to die.But when Oliver learns that the sacred Orb of Kandra has been stolen, he knows it is up to him—and him alone—to save the school. And the only way is to travel back in time, to the England of 1690s, and to save one very important person: Sir Isaac Newton.The Obsidian School, meanwhile, has powerful seers of its own, and all are bent on Oliver’s destruction. And when they enlist and transform Oliver’s bully brother, Chris, it may just mean a fight to the death.An uplifting fantasy, THE ORB OF KANDRA is book #2 in a riveting new series filled with magic, love, humor, heartbreak, tragedy, destiny, and a series of shocking twists. It will make you fall in love with Oliver Blue, and keep you turning pages late into the night.Book #3 in the series (THE OBSIDIANS) is now also available!“The beginnings of something remarkable are there.” --San Francisco Book Review (re A Quest of Heroes)

I have everything in my life all figured out. My job in a Manhattan empire is perfect, allowing me to maintain a quiet and organized existence. After a childhood filled with painful memories, abuse, and a useless mother, this sense of security is a necessity for me. But along with it comes a problem that could disrupt everything I thought I needed.

My promotion places me in close proximity to Jacob Carrero, a young, incredibly attractive, and playboy billionaire with a notorious reputation. I now find myself stuck as his right-hand man, spending every waking moment with him. It doesn't take long for me to realize that he's exactly the type of person who could drive me crazy, and not in a good way. We're like chalk and cheese. He's impulsive, confident, laid-back, dominant, and enjoys casual sex and dating without much thought. I, on the other hand, am compulsive, reserved, and cautious.

Despite his carefree attitude, Jacob is the only one who can break through my composed exterior. He's not phased by my closed-off demeanor and cool manners. But as much as I may want to, letting him into my heart is another thing entirely. My painful past has made me wary of men, and I have no desire to let anyone get close enough to hurt me again.

However, Jacob Carrero is not someone who takes no for an answer. He wants to be more than just another person seeing my façade, who is learning how to break through my defenses.

What should I do?

“What happened?” I ask hoarsely.
“Jane, you’ve had a shock.” The doctor said gently. “You fainted.”
A sense of foreboding slices straight through me.
The physician is smiling now. “You fainted because you’re pregnant.”
WHAT!! I just have been divorced for like one month!?


My husband never gives me pleasure. He hasn’t for years now. He seeks nothing but to claim me as roughly and thoroughly as he possibly can - and remind me of my proper place.
This is what I have to look forward to: a lifetime of pain… unless I finally do what I’ve been planning over the last few months, and ask Ethan for a divorce.I didn’t even know it was possible for an omega to leave an Alpha until recently. Legally, we have almost no rights, but I could request a divorce. Now it is the time.


Ethan and Jane were childhood sweethearts. However, he is alpha and she is omega. It was almost impossible for them to be fated mate. Ethan did not give up but chose Jane to be his wife and luna. But Fate sure knows how to run with a bit. This young couple messes up their first marriage by lack of trust. Divorce is easy. But what about finding out you were pregnant
after divorce?What if you had quadruplets?

His eyes are open, they are black. His wolf is out with him, there is lust in them. He looks straight at me.

He grabs me by the waist and slams his lips down hard on my mouth.

His tongue slips into my mouth without any trouble and is fucking my mouth with his tongue. He turns us, so we are heading towards something, he still slides his tongue in my mouth.

Fuck this feels so good.

I have wanted him since he came back home.

I am slammed against a tree, hard, he lifts me up by the waist. I wrap my legs around him. I am not wearing any underwear under this dress, I wanted to get fucked by him tonight and I am. He leaves my mouth and starts kissing down my neck, I can feel one hand going to my pussy, and he sticks his finger in. I am wet, he growls into me. He goes for his zipper, he pulls down his pants and boxers so they are on his thighs, and he keeps sucking and kissing my neck. I can feel his hard cock under me, he is really big and hard. He pulls back and lines his cock up with my soaking wet pussy. He rams himself hard.

Panther shifter Izzy has the power so rare that it magnifies with every emotion she has. However, she has been through so much in the last 10 years. She was abandoned by her werewolf father and had to deal with her mother’s death. Her auntie Kat then took her in and they had to move around a lot over the years after a tragic time. Now Kat wants Izzy to stay with her in the town that she left ten years ago. When she arrives, everything comes to light. Secrets and everything from the past comes at her all at once and she has to deal with her fated mate, the Alpha Blake.

My lips parted, ready to inquire as to what he was up to, but his nose pressed against the crease of my neck, and I heard him take a long breath. I trembled, perplexed by his actions until it dawned on me.

There was the minty citrus aroma from his orange tic tacs, as well as the masculine musky scent that all dominating males have, with a tinge of woodsmoke and leather underneath. It all screamed powerful man, which was one of my flaws as a little gay Omega.

I whimpered, my body reacting to his aroma and proximity. I was perplexed and a little disturbed that my brother's best buddy was making me feel this way. My instincts had me baring my throat to the larger man, who approved with a faint growl.

"Tomy?" I murmured, still unclear of what was going on. Not that I had any idea what was going on. I simply know he smells great, and I'm getting a little horny right now.

As he examined me, his brows wrinkled, his gaze lingering on my Batman pajama pants. I squeaked as I saw them colored a little and covered myself with my hands.

As Tomy's dark brown eyes met mine, my face heated. As he leaned back in, a slow grin pulled up one side of his mouth, and I trembled once more.

My breath was seized as his lips brushed towards my ear.

"You fucking smell so wonderful, Louis." At the sound of his rough voice, I let out a stifled whimper.

From Friends, Louis who had a crush on his childhood friend Jason, ended up to be his brother's Thompson Mate who is Louis's elder brother best friend...such a Love triangle

BxB

After being betrayed by my boyfriend, I immediately turned to his friend, a handsome and wealthy CEO, and slept with him.
I initially thought it was just an impulsive one-night stand, but I never expected that this CEO had been infatuated with me for a long time.
He had approached my boyfriend solely because of me...

"If I ever have to get married to anyone, I swear on my life that it would not be you!" His index finger almost pushed into me as he pointed them at me and his eyes burned with the rage of hatred and anger.

"And let me make this clear to you Taylor, if—if at all you have your way with me being your husband...your mate," he corrected.

"I'd make sure I will be with other she-wolves and make sure you feel every pain of betrayal; I'll see to it that you feel how I felt when you killed my Odette," he said, walking closer to me. The back of my throat stung with tears that were already brimming.


Odette has always been the apple of everyone's eyes, even after her death. Meanwhile, Taylor was always overlooked, and hated by everyone. Everyone wished for her death --- including her parents, and Killian, her mate. She never had been loved by anyone, always in her sister's shadow but everything changed after her sister's death. Instead of being simply ignored, she was the object of hate, and to be bullied.

Taylor still bore all the guilt, even though she was the one chosen by the Moon Goddess, until she realised, Killian, who always thought Odette as his future Luna to be his mate turned out to be mated to her! Unable to bear the thought that the mate she always wished for to turn out to be the man, who always hated and taunted her, and even mistaking her for Odette, she was at the breaking point!

Determined, she forced Killian to accept her rejection. But what will happen when Killian realises the truth behind the plot, and instantly regrets it? Will he chase her back? Will Taylor forgive and accept him, or will she never forgive, and be with the man she's destined to be with?

She was Claire Summer, fearsome and ruthless, the organization's deadliest sword.

Whether dead or alive, the mere mention of her name sent chills down one's spine.

Until she was framed by someone she trusted, labeled a traitor, and ultimately executed by electric chair.

In this life, she awakens to find herself in the body of Ariana Stevens, an ordinary girl who has suffered bullying, looking exactly like her except for a strange, centipede-like scar on her face.

Claire Summer begins to piece together the truth behind the betrayal that destroyed her world.

However, she encounters Jasper Hart, the cold and mysterious heir of the Hart family. His gaze makes her uneasy and blush.

Yet, when the call of revenge sounds, she must make a choice.

I lived as the Smiths’ daughter for seventeen years, only to find out one day that I was never really one of them—a fake heiress from the start. I didn’t hesitate. I cut all ties with the Smith family and returned to the struggling Johnsons. I didn’t even bother to pack—just took my phone and left.
People said I was in for a rough time. After all, I’d never gotten along with the Smith brothers, and now that I’d lost everything, they thought things could only get worse.
But what they didn’t know was this: the world-famous designer is my friend, the legendary doctor is my mentor, and the CEO of a major company is my childhood friend.
As for me, I’m a hit composer, a mysterious sculptor, and a young entrepreneur.
My classmates say I’m neither Ms. Smith nor Ms. Johnson—I belong to myself.
But my childhood friend just laughs and says, “She belongs to me, too.”

For three years, she was his devoted wife in the shadows and his flawless secretary in the light. She gave him everything—until she miscarried their child alone and discovered their marriage was a legal lie. Now, his scheming mistress has returned, taking her job, her reputation, and his cold-hearted loyalty.

Publicly humiliated, betrayed, and left with nothing, she realizes love was her greatest weakness. But a shattered woman can become the most dangerous warrior. With nothing left to lose, she begins her final, calculated move. As she walks away forever, she holds the power to burn his perfect world to the ground.

Will her silence be her revenge, or will his belated regret become his final punishment?

"No... my baby!"

Juliana Wells weakly reached out, her fingers grasping at nothing as nurses whisked the blood-covered newborn away before she could even catch a glimpse.

Through the haze, she heard the midwife's urgent shout.

"The other baby has the cord wrapped around its neck! Heart rate's dropping! We need an emergency C-section now! Mrs. Sharp, you need to make a decision!"

But Ashley Sharp's response from outside the delivery room was ice-cold: "Don't bother. Get rid of her and that useless thing in her belly. The Sharp family only needs one heir."

Juliana's breath caught in her throat. She clutched the sheets beneath her with trembling hands, her voice barely a whisper. "...Why?"

A year ago, the Wells Group had been maliciously reported for tax evasion. Overnight, everything collapsed.
Her father, consumed by despair, had thrown himself from the company's rooftop. Her mother suffered a cerebral hemorrhage upon hearing the news and died before the ambulance arrived. Juliana hadn't even had time to grieve before creditors descended like wolves, eager to devour what little remained of the Wells family fortune.

That's when Ashley had appeared with an offer she couldn't refuse—carry a child via IVF for the Sharp family's comatose eldest son, critically injured in a car accident. Give them a son to continue the bloodline. In exchange, Ashley would eliminate all her enemies and clear the Wells family name.

Juliana had believed her. She'd gambled everything, endured ten months of pregnancy, suffered through excruciating labor. But from the very beginning, Ashley had never intended to keep her promise. What a carefully orchestrated trap. What a perfect betrayal. She and her unborn child were nothing but disposable tools.

This humiliation, this stolen child—Juliana would never forget.

All her life, Caroline used to believe werewolves are fantasy creatures. Not until her 18th birthday was Caroline told that she was adopted and to make her feel worse, she was adopted into a werewolf family. More importantly, she was her stepbrother's Mate and her stepbrother is an Alpha. Just when Caroline was blending into the situation, she was found by a man who told her he is her real cousin.
She was also told her identity as a Lycan- werewolf's most hated enemy and the only way to live is to escape.
What happens after Cara found out that her mate's grandfather is the one that murdered her parents? Although her mate is one of the leaders in the academy, what if other leaders did not accept Lycans? Will Caroline run from the academy or will she fight against them to be with her mate?

You spend a whole year carefully prepping for pregnancy… only to find out your husband cheated on you with his stepsister—and got her pregnant. 💔
So, you divorce that piece of trash and decide to have a baby on your own. But plot twist… the sperm donor you chose? Turns out he’s a freaking foreign prince?! 👑😱

Natalie Brooks, the young lady of the Brooks family, hid her identity to marry Samuel Morgan for love. The three-year cold marriage ended with a divorce when his first love, Lily, returned. Natalie left proudly, returning to her home, the most powerful Brooks family in New York, with her four talented brothers.
Natalie gradually transformed into a strong businesswoman. Samuel was surprised because Natalie was completely different from the image of the weak wife she had been before. He began to waver, remembering the years of living together, but was still surrounded by Lily's weak pretense.
Although Natalie was divorced, she still had lingering feelings, but she chose to strongly confront him, determined to prove her worth. From here, she continuously confronted Samuel and Lily, both to regain what she had lost and to force them to regret ever looking down on her. Meanwhile, Lily always played the role of the "weak girl", taking advantage of Samuel's pity, but she increasingly revealed her jealousy and hypocrisy. Natalie's brothers – especially Nathaniel Brooks and Henry Brooks – were fiercely protective of their sister and wanted Samuel to repent for what he had done to Natalie.

How ridiculous! My husband, my lover, my former brother-in-law...
He hates me for killing the woman he loved—my sister!
He hates me for forcing him to marry me at his beloved’s funeral!
He hates the fact that it wasn’t me who died!
Yet he fell in love with my body!
“Consider this payment for your hard work last night. Take the money and get out.”
As he raped me, as his penis thrust into me again and again, he kept shouting my sister’s name, repeating “I love you” over and over—yet when he woke up, he wanted nothing more than to kill me.
He doesn’t know that I’ve wanted to die ever since the moment my sister died for me!
He certainly doesn’t know that my death will be the key to unlocking his own living hell!

"Say it like you mean it, darling," he purred, leaning in and licking my neck, "and I might stop."
My mother got remarried... and cursed me in the process. I thought moving into this mansion would be the worst part of it. I was wrong. Because living here means living under the same roof with them. The Varkas brothers. Beautiful. Dangerous. Possessive. And absolutely, devastatingly off-limits. They call me "stepsister. "
But the way they look at me? The way they touch me? It's anything but brotherly. There's something wrong with them. Something not... human. I can feel it in the way their eyes flash when they're angry. In the way their bodies burn hotter than they should. In the way they move, like predators in the dark. I don't know what they are. But I know one thing... whatever's hunting me now, I won't survive it. Not if I keep letting them close. Not if I keep letting them ruin me with their hands, their mouths, their filthy words.
I should run. I should fight. But the truth is... part of me doesn't want to escape. Because whatever they are... I crave it. And once they claim me, there's no coming back. One more thing... All three of them touch me, all three of them make me feel things, but there's one in particular... One...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: A fair warning before you open this book; this isn't a sweet romance kind of book. It's dark, filled with sensual fantasies, fleshing longings, erotic musings, and lots, and lots of smut. So if this is your kind of vibe, "Welcome, princess and make sure you wear your seat belt. " But if this is not, then...

"If you hadn't played hero that day, Dayna," my father snarled, "we wouldn't be in this mess. Saving some random old woman and ruining your eyes! Do you have any idea what your medical bills cost us? Now a guy wants to marry you. Marry him quick and stop bothering us!"

I was just a college freshman when I sacrificed my sight to save an elderly lady from an accident. But now, my own family called me a blind burden and tried to marry me away. Homeless and desperate, I accepted a proposal from a man I'd never seen, who claimed the woman I saved was his grandmother: marry him so he could take care of me.

I always think I've married some poor, ugly guy. But I have no idea my mysterious husband is actually Bradley Booth—a gorgeous billionaire heir and one of the most powerful men in the city!

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My first love dumped me for a million dollars, forcing me into an arranged marriage. Five years later, when he tried to meet me again, my husband found out...

"All of you. I need you in me, your mouths sucking me dry, you hands leaving bruises, and your cocks wrecking me inside out. Ruin me. I want your cum trapped deep, branding me. Fill me and don't let shit leak out."


Yeeted through a cosmic butthole, I crash landed thousands of years in the future… and somehow woke up glowing like a damn goddess. Now FaeNet worships me, the royals want me dead, and six dangerously hot psychos won’t let me out of their sight.

A cocky dragon king who thinks he owns me.
A pirate panther shifter with a daggered grin.
A tattooed vampire who bites first and jokes later.
An Alpha Werewolf whose growl makes the ground shake.
A demon shifter with wings, horns, and way too much stamina.
And a golden god who literally sets the sky on fire.

They’re mine. All of them. And if the prophecy is right, together we’re supposed to save the realms… or burn them down.

Too bad the Entity’s army of bone collecting nightmares is already hunting me, and court politics are just as deadly as shadow beasts. One wrong move and I’m not just doomed.....I’m dragging my whole chaotic harem with me.

✨ Tropes you’ll devour!!

Reverse Harem 💕 (why choose?)
Dragon Shifters 🐉
Alpha Werewolf 🐺
Dark Fae 👑
Demon Daddy Energy 🔥
Tattooed Vampire 🩸
Kinky Mate Bonds 🖤
Prophecy & Trials 🔮
Found Family ❤️
LGBTQ+ inclusivity 🌈

Yeeted through time. Crowned by chaos. Desired by six.

If you like spicy fantasy romance, unhinged banter, and a heroine who would fight gods and still flip them off, Accidentally Divine will ruin your sleep schedule.

Power is everything, and in my world, I am the law. As the leader of the Zetas Clan, there is nothing I can’t have… until a paramedic dares to challenge my rules. She should have begged for her life when they brought her to my house. Instead, she looked at me with a mix of contempt and defiance, as if I weren’t the most dangerous man in Phoenix. As if I couldn’t destroy her with the snap of my fingers. Brave, beautiful, and with a damn attitude that irritates me as much as it attracts me. I should get rid of her. But instead, I’ve decided to keep her. She doesn’t know it yet… but from the moment she pointed that gun at me, she became mine. Content Warning This story is intended for mature audiences (18+). It contains dark themes, violence, explicit content, and morally complex characters. Reader discretion is advised

When you give up your dream job for an abandoned baby at your doorstep,
Five years later, a mysterious billionaire sends you to the police station?!
Him: How dare you steal my daughter?!
Turns out, his daughter and your adopted girl are twins?
And now, you're forced to move into his mansion...

"No woman leaves his bed alive."
"But I will survive."
I whispered it to the moon, to the chains, to myself—until I believed it.
They say Alpha King Maximus is a monster — too big, too brutal, too cursed. His bed is a death sentence, and no woman has ever left it alive. So why did he choose me?
The fat, unwanted omega. The one my own pack offered up like trash. One night with the merciless King was supposed to end me. Instead, it ruined me. Now I crave the man who takes without mercy. His touch burns. His voice commands. His body destroys. And I keep going back for more. But Maximus doesn't do love. He doesn't do mates. He takes. He owns. And he never stays.
"Before my beast consumes me completely—I need a son to take the throne."
Too bad for him…I'm not the weak, pathetic girl they threw away. I'm something far more dangerous —the one woman who can break his curse… or break his kingdom.

He captured her wrists, holding them still with one hand as his body pressed closer, close enough for her to feel exactly how excited he was to see her.

She smirked.

Damian’s voice dropped, deepening at the edges. ‘‘Do you feel that?’’ he breathed into her ear,cupping her hands around his rising rod. ‘You have no idea what you are asking for, Serena.’”
She pulled her hands from his grasp and slowly sank to her knees, her fingers brushing against his belt buckle, stroking it. Serena looked back up at him, batting her lashes, “I know exactly what I’m asking for.”
The challenge in her voice was unmistakable.
Damian’s breath caught when her mouth wrapped around him. His head tipped back, a low groan escaping his lips as his hand instinctively found her hair.

Serena always believed love was enough, until the night it killed her. Her perfect world shatters in a single moment. What began as a proposal filled with promises ends in blood and a fall that should have taken her life. But fate isn’t finished with her just yet.
When Serena opens her eyes, she’s back in a world she once knew. Only this time, every memory of her betrayal burns fresh in her mind. Gone is the trusting girl who loved easily. In her place stands a woman who has learned that power is the only true protection.
And this time she’s not fighting for love, she’s fighting for the power to rewrite her own story.

When I was his, I loved him blindly.

Until the night I opened our bedroom door—
And saw him——Miles, My husband.
Driving into his mistress from behind, his hands gripping her hips, their moans filling the room where we once made love.

He turned when he saw me. And smiled.

“Get out,” he said, slamming her harder, like I was nothing but air.
I stood there frozen, the man I loved shattering every last piece of me.

But that was then.

Now
I am the Mafia Alpha Queen.

Men bow when I pass. Power bends to my will. And soon… so will Miles.

He will kneel. He will beg. He will pray for death to take him—

But his torture has only begun.
And I’ll make sure it never ends.

I watched my fiancé put a bullet through my parents' heads before he blew my brains out—so why am I staring at my own funeral on the car radio?

"Splash!" The icy water woke me up to a nightmare. I had been tied to a chair in a godforsaken warehouse for three days without food or water.

Standing before me was Kurt, the man I was supposed to marry, and clinging to his arm was Vera, my best friend of seven years. They didn't just kidnap me; they drained my billionaire empire dry.

"Let's just kill her and get it over with!" Vera pouted, playing with my fiancé's chest.

I refused to beg. I promised them the Vaughn family would skin them alive. But Kurt just laughed, snapping his fingers. Thugs dragged my parents in and threw them to the blood-soaked floor. Before I could even scream, Kurt pulled the trigger. Two bullets. Two dead bodies.

"NO!!!" I thrashed against the ropes, tearing my skin to the bone. Kurt just smiled, pointed the gun at my forehead, and whispered, "I never loved you."

Boom. A gaping red hole in my head. Darkness.

But then… I jerked awake.

I wasn't in hell. I was in the passenger seat of a moving car, looking into a rearview mirror at a face that wasn't mine. Black hair, striking green eyes.

"Have you gone deaf, you stupid country bumpkin?!" my new "step-sister" screeched from the driver's seat. "You're marrying into the Graves family today as a substitute! You're marrying the paralyzed vegetable, Lucian Graves!"

My heart stopped. Lucian Graves? My biggest, most ruthless rival in the business world?

The radio crackled: "Breaking News: Heiress Elara Vaughn and her parents found brutally murdered..."

I touched my new face as a vicious, bloodthirsty smile spread across my lips. Kurt. Vera. You thought you killed the Queen. But I've just been reborn.

And my new, comatose husband is going to help me destroy you.

He owns my mouth. My body. My fucking soul. But I never said he could have my heart. Eli’s been chained before and it damn near killed him. So when he’s caught running through Blackthorn pack lands by Ronan Vale, the savage Alpha of a ruthless pack, he's horrified when the brute marks and claims him. But Ronan doesn’t just bite. He binds. With ropes, with rules, with a voice that makes Eli's knees go weak and a touch that turns resistance into hunger. The bond between them is feral. And Eli hates how much he wants it, how much he wants Ronan, even when he has him spread out and shaking, marked and owned, begging to be filled so he’ll stop feeling empty. Eli swore no one would ever own him again. Then came the Alpha whose bond feels like a brand and a promise all at once. He hates how much he wants it. Ronan’s voice. Ronan’s hands. Ronan’s brutal, worshipful need. This isn’t love, it’s obsession. And Eli is afraid that he's starting to like it.