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Three years ago, in that deadly barrier, I carved out half my progenitor heart and dragged Theron back from death's door. The wound on my back has never healed.
I thought it was a soul blood pact—bound in life and death. Then Samaela appeared, that fragile human with barely a century to live, and it all became a joke.
He believed her lies. Swallowed every word about how I'd murdered her parents in cold blood.
For that pathetic creature who couldn't even bear sunlight, my carefully groomed blood vassal sawed off my pureblooded wings, ripped out my progenitor fangs with his bare hands, and threw me into the Silver Cathedral.
Three years. Nailed to a cross with pure silver chains, I endured concentrated UV rays and holy water burning through me day and night.
Everyone waited for me to go mad, to beg, or turn to ash. I didn't.
Listening to their wedding bells toll outside, I simply watched—in the silence of my flesh charring and regenerating—as the silver light on my chains fractured inch by inch.
Then I tore out the silver spikes embedded in my rotting flesh, dragged my bleeding wreck of a body forward, and kicked open the doors to the Crimson Blood Moon Gala's hall.
Theron had forgotten one forbidden clause in the blood pact: The oathbreaker's life belongs not to the gods, but to me.

Born a Lycan princess, she was stolen from the castle by a witch.

Sybil was raised knowing exactly who she was… and exactly what she had been bred for.

A womb. A crown. Her bloodline’s legacy.

But Sybil was never meant to be a broodmare queen.

She grew up human with the strength and senses of a shewolf and the magic of the witches.

She’s strong, intelligent, disciplined, and lethal. An MMA champion. A combat instructor for a private military contractor. A woman who learned to fight before she ever learned to howl.

The werewolf King finally tracks them down, Sybil is summoned back to a kingdom that remembers her only as its missing heir.

Betrayed by her hybrid fiancé, who abandoned her to marry the princess of their kingdom, Sybil made a decision that will shake three kingdoms.

She returned. Not for love. Not for duty. For revenge…

But the throne comes with chains.

Instead of marrying one Alpha, she is fated to four Alpha Guardians of Lupenreich.

Sybil cannot feel her wolf, for it was caged deep within her soul. She cannot smell her mates. She is a Lycan princess trapped in a wolfless body.

While her four Alphas believe they are claiming their future Luna and Queen, Sybil is already planning something far more dangerous.

She will not stand beside a king.

She will not be used to breed to secure bloodlines.

And she certainly will not be ruled.

If the kingdom wants a queen… They’re about to kneel to a rebel queen.

Because Sybil von Rosen is not an ordinary Luna.

She is the last Lycan heir. The forbidden daughter of witches. The mate of four Alpha Guardians.

And she intends to take the throne for herself and will bow to no one.

I bled for her company.
Literally.
Seventy-two hours straight at the keyboard until my nose dripped blood onto the keys.
She couldn't answer thirty calls while I lay dying—she was too busy riding her boy toy in Cabo.
So I did what any good programmer does with corrupted files.
I hit delete.
On everything.
Her access. Her code. Her future.
What I built, I could destroy.

Several days after being locked in the dungeon, my wife married my own identical twin brother.
Rose petals rained from the sky; the entire city celebrated the new marriage of the crime family's matriarch.
She thought I would weep in despair in the dark dungeon, admitting my mistakes to her.
Little did she know, I was currently being held in the arms of another, even more powerful figure whom she herself feared, watching this farce with cold eyes.
In my past life, I gave her my heart, only to be betrayed and abandoned in return.
Living a second time, I will not serve her anymore.
She thought she could tame me using my brother's injury as an excuse, not knowing I had already tricked her into signing our divorce agreement days ago.
When she finally checked the surveillance and learned the truth, kicking down the dungeon door in a frantic plea for my forgiveness, all that remained was a pool of my blood...

Lucy was raised in foster care as her father Johnny Capone had to hide her due to a blood debt. If he didn't change her name and surname the Marchetti Mafia family would find her and kill her. To repay a blood debt for killing the Marchetti's youngest son. Although Johnny Lucy's father didn't physically pull the trigger it was still one of his men that did which made it his problem and his debt.

Over the past 20 years the Marchetti Mafia family was actively searching for her with no luck of finding her. The other Mafia families knows about this blood debt but felt so many years has past it's no use to go after the child now. What's the use she's a girl it's not like a girl will take over the Capone name she will marry and her surname will change.

But the new generation Mafia heirs wanted to find her. They felt a Capone will bring the Mafia families more wealth and take them to new heights. Just the name spoke fear into people and spoke of leadership. However for them to accomplish this they need to find her, protect her and most of all remind her who she really am. After 20 years they weren't so sure they will be able to remind her who she is. After a long search they believe they have found her.

Will the men be successful? Will all of them fall for her and how would that look for them? Will they be able to share this deep obsession they have with her.

But now the biggest question of all will she take her rightful place as the Mafia Queen or will she run away? Far away from the world her father hid her from.

"What do you call it when I do this?" Nixxon asked and pressed his lips against Vernon's.

Vernon froze, the tantalizing feeling of Nixxon's unexpected kiss rendering him speechless.

"A kiss..." He whispered, breathless.

"It feels good to kiss you, Vernon," Nixxon whispered and... kissed him again.


Nixxon escaped his underwater kingdom, desperate to sever all ties to the ocean. But the human world wasn’t the freedom he imagined...it was another kind of cage. Captured by Vernon, a ruthless Mafia boss who mistook him for a spy or a weapon, Nixxon quickly realized that his survival depended on playing along and on how fast he could learn.

At first, Vernon saw Nixxon as nothing more than a threat...a strange man with no past, no records, and an unnatural way of moving. But the more he interrogates him, the more frustratingly irresistible Nixxon becomes. He’s both naïve and sharp, defiant yet oddly fascinated by human life. And worst of all, he looks at Vernon like he’s something worth knowing.

Forced to keep Nixxon close, Vernon becomes his reluctant guide to the human world...a human encyclopedia; answering innocent yet dangerous questions. What is hunger? Why do humans lie? What does it mean to love?

But when Vernon finally uncovers the truth about Nixxon...who he is, what he is...he faces a choice: free the man he once saw as an enemy… or chain him tighter before he’s stolen away.

Because something tells him Nixxon wasn’t just running from the ocean. Something worse is coming for him.

And Vernon doesn’t know if he wants to save Nixxon… or keep him forever.

The darkness in his eyes, the dangerous smell of alcohol in his breath, and his deathly grip keeping me bound to him made my heart pound in my chest and my body quiver beneath him. Shamefully, it wasn’t anything that I wasn’t used to, because…the things I let him do to me?

When he was frustrated, annoyed, and angry at the world, I was here to be his pound of flesh. In return, he masked the void of my loneliness because for months, that was the transaction of our relationship. He’d pin me to the wall, bend me over the counter, pull my hair, slap me, choke me, and I enjoyed every second of it because in that moment, it finally felt good to be powerless.

Irony is a funny thing. I enjoyed being in pain because it made me forget how much I was hurting.


“I warned you, doll.” His voice strikes a string of chills down the base of my spine, a reminder that all of the time in the world could pass, and he’s still not letting go.

This is where the good girl in me dies.

“You’re mine now,” he whispers.


My name is Mercy—Mercy Carter. I went to college. Got myself a useless Bachelor of Science in Mathematics degree.

His name is Marcel—Marcello Saldívar. However, at the time, I didn’t know that he, the heir to the Saldívar Mafia empire, was the man that I had blindly offered myself to.

As smart as I am, I was stupid all the times when it actually mattered. After all, he did warn me that he was dangerous. I just didn’t think he could be much worse than my thug of a brother.

I was vulnerable—naive.

My name is Mercy, and I am the Mafia’s Mercy.

" Fuck, Angelina. I want to fucking inscribe my name on your body." He growled, his voice deep and hoarse." That sounds fun, I want to bear your name on my body." She whispered back, her innocent gaze staring back at him.
Brave and innocent Angelina didn't know that loving a devil comes with a steadfast price. A dark heart that has no room for love, but she managed to slip in, captured his cold attention, and bear his eternal claim.

TERZO

When I took someone’s life, I knew there was no going back. To seek redemption and save my sister from marrying an evil like Francesco Giordani, I have to find his runaway daughter.

The job should be easy— bring Dani Souls home by any means necessary. But when life takes an unexpected turn, it’s not always in the right direction. I find myself drawn to her.

Seeing her terrified of me, I take it to my advantage. I didn’t give her many options: marry me or marry another monster. My only issue is that she doesn’t know I killed her brother.


DANI

When a tall, dark, and mysterious man steps into my life, I know he’s a made man— extremely dangerous. In a moment of weakness, I shot him. 

For someone like Terzo Siciliano, a ruthless, unforgiving, and incapable of emotions, whose surname is feared by many, I should be dead by now. Instead, he plays his cards right and lures me into a trap— a marriage for my protection, or he owns my life.

While our families are on the verge of a raging war, I feel helpless to resist his devilish charm. But I don’t know which feels much worse, me treading on dangerous waters or uncovering his deceit?

"You're going to work for me," Barry said flatly. "I own a club, and you'll dance there. Not just as a stripper—you'll be the show people pay to see."
"And when you're not on stage," he continued, his tone like steel, "you'll stay with me. As my woman. You'll live under my roof, go where I say, and do what I tell you. That's the deal."
Lucy had always lived life on her own terms until the night everything changed. One moment, she was free; the next, she was bound to Barry Cooper, a cold, dangerous man who ruled the underworld with an iron fist.
But even danger has its temptations.
He leaned in, inhaling her sweet scent as his hands slid from her back to her waist, then lower to her thigh. Her breath hitched, a gasp escaping her lips.
"We shouldn't be doing this," she whispered, trembling.
"Then tell me to stop," he murmured, his voice low and daring, fingers tracing slow circles against her skin.
Trapped in a world of power struggles, deceit, and forbidden desires, Lucy soon realizes she's caught in a deadly game—one where trust is a luxury, and survival is never guaranteed.
Will she escape the ruthless mobster who owns her… or will she become his greatest obsession?

'Get ready we are going to get married' He said before leaving.

' I don..n't wa..ant to mar..rry you' She sobbed . She couldn't form words properly.

' I didn't ask you. I am telling you ' He said making her to cry loudly.

' And think about your whole family, your joint family before denying ne ' He said in his cold tone

and left.


His icy look is enough to give someone chills.

He does not think twice before killing someone. But he never killed any innocent.

She can't even see someone crying.

He is a devil and she is a pure angel.

He has no one except two persons and she has a huge joint family.

They are from two different worlds.

What will happen when the devil will fall for an angel?

What will happen when the devil will cage his angel in his arms?


Love doesn't cage you but gives you wings.

"You're drunk, Calista," he said even as his hands moved to her hips.
A gleam entered her eyes. "So? Haven't you fcked drunk girls before? They fck like a beast, let me tell you. "
Calista had always believed the past was meant to stay buried, hidden in the shadows of memory. But why, then, was her past creeping back into the light, intertwining with her present? She spent her days in a fractured state—broken, miserable, angry at the world.
But at least she had carved out a semblance of peace, until Jaxon Castillo stepped into her life. With his hot body and expressive eyes, he shattered her fragile calm, dragging her into a tumultuous conflict she wanted no part of—a life that haunted her more than anything else. She had convinced herself she was free from the ghosts of her past, that they had perished along with her family.
Yet, as she found herself drawn deeper into Jaxon's orbit, his intense gaze unraveling her defenses, shadows of her history began to resurface. With every stolen glance, she felt herself surrendering pieces of her heart to him, pieces she had sworn to protect. Both held secrets—dark, potent truths that threatened to dismantle everything they had built. Secrets capable of turning the world against them.
Calista was fire and rage; Jaxon was cool water and soothing. They would risk everything to protect each other, even if loving each other was what could destroy them both. ––TRIGGER WARNING; s****l content, PTSD and trauma responses, Violence. Reader discretion is advised.

Turvi Ahuja is a girl who only has two dreams one to become a famous dancer another is to marry Aashank Raichand whom she love. Her life was perfect but as we know nothing is perfect or nothing stays perfect for long.Join the journey of Turvi to know who destroyed her perfect life how love destroyed her

No TweetyBird you are not tainted.

You are pure, as pure as white rose.

You are Angel and this Devil will burn all the evil eyes who will dare to look at you.

Your soul, body, heart, mind know whom do they belong

They belong to me, to ' Abhimanyu Singh Raizada ' .

The devil can kill anyone who will think to harm his girls,

But what's the fun in killing when you can show them living hell.

Her lips are tempting

Her eyes are mesmerizing

Her skin is brightening 

Her voice is melodious 

Her hair is soft 

Her heart is golden 

Her soul is pure

And She is all mine

She is taken

The Mafia King's rights reserved.

-Abhimanyu Singh Raizada, The Mafia King.


She was heartbroken. 

He is cold - hearted. 

He kills. 

Her soul was killed.

Ever heard of a prostitute? 

Isn't it disgusting? Is it so? 

But when Love crosses it's limit the walls around the heart is meant to be broken. 

Is Love all about body? 

Then what about soul?

Will she ever be able to free from her darkest past? A past which snatched her dignity, her virtue, her innocence. 

'What is that love which doesn't cross all the limits of madness?"

It's not only a Mafia Romance but it's her story. It is the story of Mafia's Tainted Love.

I hum, stroking my chin thoughtfully. "There's only one way to get out of that."

My attention is strictly on my feisty mama now.

She swallows hard, jutting her chin out in defiance. "What the fuck do you want from me?" she bites out.

Mmm, I can't wait to punish that bratty mouth of hers.

"Be my pet. I'll be allowed to do whatever I want to you for the duration of the six months."


Diego Reyes is the Mexican mafia lord in Las Vegas running a s*x club. After finding out one of his most trusted men, Antonio Davis, stole money from him, he kills him and plans to do the same to his entire family. That is until he meets Vanessa, Antonio’s youngest daughter. He makes a deal with her that if she and her sister work for him for six months, he’ll let them go, but he wants her all to himself. He’s determined to make her his little pet and consume her mind, body, and spirit. As disgusted as Vanessa should be that she belongs to her father’s murderer, she finds herself enjoying the lifestyle and wanting more.

She begged him to save her.
Now, she belongs to a monster.

She should have died with them. That’s what the man who slaughtered her family whispered in her ear as he dragged her away from the blood-soaked floor of her childhood home. But instead of a quick death, he had other plans.

A girl as rare and beautiful as her was worth more alive than dead. And so, Evadne Sinclair was thrown into a cage, hidden beneath the filth of the underground, waiting to be sold to the highest bidder.

When she was forced onto the auction stage, chains biting into her wrists, she knew begging was useless. The men before her were nothing but predators, circling their prey, hungry to devour. She had no savior. No way out.

Until she saw him. A man she had no idea about, staring at her with eyes chilling enough to kill. But for a reason she couldn't discern, she begged him.

Dante Moretti. Cold. Untouchable. The Mafia’s deadliest king.

She didn’t know why she begged him—only that she did.

"Than…thank you…" she shuddered, her body tangling as the chains rattled behind her while she walked alongside the mean-looking man she believed had just saved her from a worse fate.



He was cold. Mean. She didn’t know why she thought he was the best man to save her. She only found herself begging him to.

He raised his amber eyes to her, a slight smirk cutting across his face.
"What’s your name?"

If she was shaking before, now she was trembling violently at his sudden cold and authoritative voice.

"Evadne Sinclair."

"Good, Evadne. Don’t thank me."
His voice was like ice. Deadly. Final.
"Because two hours from now, you will regret ever begging me to buy you."

"Why didn't you tell me you're a virgin?" His warm breath swept around my ear.

I couldn't contain myself. Sometimes, I moaned with a little pain and sometimes with a lot of pleasure. I knew I would be able to cum for the first time.


Cecília Rodrigues is a 22-year-old Brazilian, orphaned and alone in the world. Thanks to her incredible intelligence, she got a scholarship to study in Italy and has lived there since she was 18.

Cecília is a survivor of life; when she was little, she was tortured by her parents; the marks left on her body do not let her forget.

She only found peace when she got a scholarship to a boarding school, and there she made some friends who accompanied her for many years.

When she finally thought about trusting someone, Cecília was humiliated for the simple reason that he didn't think her body was beautiful. Tired and sad, she decided to go out for a drink, even though she wasn't in the mood. It was her birthday, and she needed to celebrate. There, she ended up meeting the man who would change her life forever, both for good and for bad.

Dominic was living the worst day of his life, he had just discovered that his parents had been killed in an ambush and that only his younger brother had survived, as he was in Brazil he would not be able to return to Italy in time, so to try to alleviate his sadness went to a bar, and there he ended up meeting Cecília, the first woman who cared about him without even knowing who he was and without any interest, this shook the death star, as it was called in the mafia.

Both were marked after that night and years later, they will meet again in the worst possible scenario.

Let's see what happens when a couple who can't stay together can't resist the attraction between the two. And what can change when there is a third and fourth person in the equation?

She looked up at him, saw the smile on his face, and her heart skipped. Again. She felt a tightness in her chest that traveled to her stomach and pooled there. His lips- she wanted to kiss him. Badly.

Was it appropriate?

“I want to kiss you. Is that okay?” Michal took her thoughts.

“Yes, please.”

He placed his hand under her chin and drew her close, his face hovering inches over hers.
“I wanted to kiss you yesterday when you hugged me. I wanted to kiss you when you showed off that dress at the store when you teased me and tried to get me all bothered. I wanted to kiss the smirk off your mouth and make you moan my name instead.

Heck, I wanted to kiss you when you told me about your little friend. Show you just how much pleasure I can give you. More than he can.”


Being over eighteen means you are free to do almost anything. For Katya, the daughter of Michal- a Russian millionaire, the reality is far from it.
Katya is a nineteen-year-old college student who lives with her dad and governess. Her father, overprotective and stubborn has certain rules. She is not allowed to visit other places apart from school, she must not leave the mansion grounds alone and she must never set foot in Russia. After a school event goes wrong, an unspoken rule is added. She is not to speak a word about her mother.
One month before her twentieth birthday, she decides to follow her father on one of his frequent trips to Russia. However, her plan is foiled and instead of getting a pre-birthday wish granted, she gets a bodyguard instead. A poker-faced, non-bulging, decidedly intrusive man who is determined to take his job seriously.

Michal detests his job, especially because it involves taking care of somebody who should be able to take care of herself. He is eager to get the job done and return. Although he knows that he cannot leave until he finds a way to make her come with him- as unpleasant as the task was. He stages a fake kidnap and waits for his plan to fall into motion. It does, and he finds out that his job is going to be easier than expected. In a moment of weakness, after he "rescues" her, he finds out that she desires to visit Russia.

What happens when Katya finds herself trapped in a place she thought was going to be the beginning of her freedom? What happens when Michal realizes that he cannot be the ruthless son his father wants him to be without risking his heart?

Ava is a young librarian haunted by a dark past: her family was brutally murdered, and she swore vengeance.
Years later, at a swing club, she meets Pietro Mazzoni, a mysterious and seductive man who ignites intense desires in her.
What Ava doesn't know is that Pietro is the boss of an Italian mafia, involved in a world of dangers, crimes, and secrets.
The attraction between them is overwhelming, and Ava fully embraces the new world of BDSM. But as Ava and Pietro delve deeper into their relationship, dark secrets begin to emerge in their lives.
Ava finds herself confronted with the disturbing possibility that Pietro may be linked to the massacre of her family.
Now, Ava faces an agonizing choice: to blindly continue loving Pietro despite the unsettling revelations, or to seek the vengeance she has longed for.
As she struggles between love and justice, Ava is forced to confront her own desires and decide whether she will succumb to overwhelming desire or take control of her own life.

TBD

“Please, no, please don’t” I said, a soft cry escaping from my lips.

His blue eyes pierced into mine. Why were they so gorgeous? No, I couldn’t think this way. I hated this man, I hated how he trapped me.

“I'm a sworn virgin to the goddess of Athena,” I said to him. Hades did not like this answer.

"I'll break you soon enough." He said.

“You’re going to suffer for this, Zeus will be furious!” I said after him as he exited the room.

“Zeus would pay to watch."

Kore for the whole summer before turning eighteen has been having vivid and sexual dreams about a mysterious man with blue eyes.

Suddenly, Kore is molested by Eros, the god of sex, and the mysterious blue-eyed man from the dreams saved her. The blue eyed man turns out to be Hades, the death.

Hades has also had these dreams of Kore and suspects them to be prophecies of his future. He attends Kore birthday party and falls for her beauty and youth from afar. The two of them become closer that night when Hades discovers that Kore has the ability to bring life back from the dead, something he did not think possible.

After seeing her power and beauty, Hades asks permission from Zeus, Kore father, to kidnap her and try to get her to fall in love with him.

Will Kore fall in his trap?

Warning: 18+

Ten years ago, hybrid alpha-vampire Ethan Parker met a girl on the darkest day of his life. She gave him hope that he could live on.
When they met again, he was strong enough to do anything for her, but she didn't seem to remember him...
Kylie Finch is a b-list actress after witnessing her mother die, being kicked out of the house by her father, and being betrayed by the man she loved for five years. She learned that she could only survive if she became stronger.
When her life gets into trouble again, a strange man comes into her life and asks her to marry him. She has no choice but to say yes to survive. But Kylie discovers that her strange husband seems to be hiding many secrets...

Alana is a beautiful girl, kind, cheerful, innocent and sociable. Due to a slander Quenza Alana was kicked out of the house by her parents. Even his family members no longer considered him and removed his name from the family register.

Alana decided to go abroad, namely Germany. While living there, Alana managed to build a company and found a new family who loved her very much.

There, Alana also met a handsome young man whom she had once helped. The young man’s name was Devan Alexander.

I kissed him back, sliding my hands around his neck and pressing him closer, eliminating any distance between us. My pussy was soaking wet, and at this point, I just needed him to fuck me—not soft or sweet, but rough, hardcore, and merciless.

As if he heard my traitorous thoughts, his hands slid down my back, gripping my waist before cupping my ass. He kneaded the soft flesh, pulling me tighter, and a moan escaped before I could stop it.

"Alpha," I managed to gasp between kisses.

His teeth grazed my bottom lip, tugging it into his mouth. "Say my name," he demanded.

"Kaidon," I breathed, feeling his rock-hard erection pressing against my stomach. He felt huge, and the thought of him inside me both scared and excited me.

"Good girl." He smirked against my mouth, nipping at my jaw, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down my neck. At this point, I stopped thinking. All I wanted was to drown in the heat of this moment.

Fuck shame, I thought. I want him now.

"Kaidon," I gasped, clutching his shoulders like a lifeline. "Please... stop teasing. Just fuck me."

**
Born wolfless and hunted after the brutal fall of her pack, Serena is driven by one purpose: vengeance for her slain parents. Desperate and alone, she seeks refuge with the most powerful Alpha in Elyndor, Kaidon—unaware that he is her fated mate.

But Kaidon is no ordinary Alpha, and Serena’s quest for revenge is only the beginning. As dark forces rise and secrets unravel, she’s thrust into a battle far greater than anything she ever imagined.

Will her unrelenting thirst for revenge consume her, or can she uncover the truth and embrace a destiny that could change the fate of Elyndor forever?

The door creaks open, revealing a chilling sight: a narrow, blood-streaked corridor stretching into the abyss. The passage is so tight that only one person can walk through at a time, single file. Blood drips in a straight line down the blackened walls, creating a macabre trail.

Two detectives, newly paired in the city's police force, step into this haunting scene. Their job is to solve the city's most bizarre and disturbing cases, but nothing could prepare them for the horrors that lie ahead. Each case they encounter is a new piece of a dark puzzle, revealing the depths of human depravity and the unexpected glimpses of beauty within.

Roxanne Grant has always been one to live her life according to her rules. Blessed with a handsome and capable fiancé and a dream job, she couldn’t have imagined a life better, until she discovers that her fiancé had been cheating with his secretary for a long time.
Enraged and heartbroken, Roxanne decides to take revenge but accidentally bumped into Lance Laurent, Los Angeles’s hottest bachelor and heir to Laurent cop and the stepbrother of his fiancé.
After that one steamy night, things began to get more complicated, spiraling out of Roxanne’s control and down a lane of lust.
And much to her surprise, the L.A’s hottest bachelor doesn't plan on letting go of her anytime soon.


"Thinking of another man while having me? Tell me, is my time a joke to you, woman?” Lance had grabbed her chin to meet his gaze harshly.
With his words, Roxanne grinned as she placed the last of her concerns behind. Wrapping her legs around his waist and pulled him closer, she answered him in a slurry voice.
“You have my full attention now, so you better make it worth the while.”

She built her whole life around a lie.

Princess Seraphine Dawnmere gave everything to the kingdom her time, her patience, her blood. And when the moment came to choose a husband and claim the throne, she chose the man she had loved since childhood. The man who had grown up beside her. The man who smiled at her like she was the only woman in the world.
She did not know that smile was practice.

Five years into her reign, she stopped being able to move her hands. Then her legs went cold. She died in the dark of her own chambers while her husband and her sister stood at the foot of the bed, watching.
She woke up screaming.

Not in the afterlife. Not in the grey between worlds. She woke up on the morning of her twenty-third birthday, in her old bed, with the announcement ceremony one day away and a second chance burning in her chest like an open wound.
This time, she does not choose Lord Cael Vanthorpe.

This time, she calls the name no one expected. A soldier. A half-blood general no one takes seriously. A man with a scarred face and no noble title and nothing to offer a princess except the one thing her kingdom never gave her.
Someone who never once lied to her face.

But the past is patient. And Seraphine is not the only one who came back.
Wings of the Twice-Crowned is a Fae fantasy romance about a princess who died knowing too late, a general who was never supposed to matter, and a kingdom where the most dangerous creatures do not have wings.

When love smells like betrayal, the past never fades. Abigail thought she had buried her story with Leonardo, the man who made her feel alive… and destroyed her.

Three years later, her life seems perfect: success, luxury, independence, and a new love with Armando. But ghosts don’t die —they only learn to hide behind new promises—. Between threats, family deceit, and a love that refuses to die, Abigail will discover that the real enemy is not always the one who returns from the past…
but the one who sleeps beside her.

Her heart was shattered and broke, and then the Vocalist of Moonstone came in the scenario. He's not an exception to Shaina, Chaos is persistent guy. He likes her since senior high school, the first time he laid his eyes on her he's chasing her, always. Eventhough, he's a famous actor and the same time vocalist. He doesn't knew to his self that she is his totga and his rule. He never believed in Luna or Moon, but when Shaina showed, everything became a mess, a wonderful mess.

He didn't give a damn about that, he would gladly give up his all just to have Shaina's on his arms.

Chaos may get tired of loving a rock, but what they say is that even a rock is still crushed. Will Shaina let him love her? Or will Shaina broke his heart Shaina to stay away from her? The human body is tired, not everyone can endure it.

“Go after her! don't let her out of your sight!
“We can't afford to let her slip out of our hands this time, she needs to die, we need to make sure she does!

the voice rang out through her mind as she runs for her dear life in the middle of the night.

she ran as fast as she could but they soon caught up with her with one swift move.
without wasting more time, the leader of the gang shoots at her and she fell, bleeding heavily.

“Miss Samantha! the job is done, the princess is dead!

the man said.
when she heard the name of the person who ordered her to be put to death, her heart tweaks.

in the next splitting second, she was pushed down the cliff.

Five e Years Later, She is back With only one goal; Befriend the enemies and revenge

As she reached the steps of her apartment building, a soft, melodic laugh echoed behind her. Aria spun around, but the street was empty. Only the lingering scent of wild roses and the fading notes of an impossible song hinted at the presence that had been there moments before.

Aurora Whitmore was the villain of Malcolm & Whitmore High. She was obsessed with her childhood love, Adrian Malcolm.
When he chose Jane Sinclair over her, Aurora lost control and on graduation night, she died after drinking a poisoned wine, not knowing who poisoned her. With her last breath, she wished for a second chance and woke up one year before her death.
This time, Aurora refuses to be the villain. She breaks off her engagement, stops chasing Adrian, and walks away with her pride intact. But the more she ignores him, the more Adrian wants her back.
And when his cold, mysterious half-brother Marcel, the one who was supposed to die, returns and begins to fall for Aurora after she saves him. Now the brothers are at war.
One wants the girl who stopped loving him. The other wants the girl who saved him. But Aurora isn’t chasing anyone anymore. She’s rewriting her fate.
Will Aurora be able to change her fate? Will she return back to Adrian or choose Marcel? Or will fate turn her into the villain again? There is only one way to find out.
Take note, that names, characters, location are all fictional.

"I, Damian Black, Alpha of the Lycan Pack, reject you, Brenda Moon, as my mate and future Luna."

Brenda had waited her entire life for a moment of light—only to be cast into greater darkness.

Abused, shamed, and cheated by her fated mate, Alpha Damian, Brenda was left broken and dumped like she was nothing. Labeled a useless Omega, she was removed from the pack, stripped of her honor, and left to die.

But the moon never forgets its children.

Saved by a rogue with secrets of his own, Brenda finds a powerful bloodline hidden within her blood—a rare gift that could shake the werewolf world. As she rises from the ashes, stronger, deadlier, and incredibly beautiful, the same Alpha who once refused her begins to chase the very woman he tried to kill.

But Brenda is no longer the fragile girl asking for love.

Now, she wants payback. She wants justice. And she wants her place—not by his side, but above him.

Will Damian earn her forgiveness, or will the true Luna release hell on the pack that wronged her?

The Alpha Heir finds me, lost, broken, and with no memory. He is my destined mate, the one who should have saved me.

But he rejects me for another.

His wolf, however, can’t let me go.

He locks me up, tries to control me, tries to force me to be his again.

But he doesn’t know what I know.

Someone stronger, more powerful, is coming for me.

And no one will stand in their way.

His lips were on hers, hard, demanding and devastating. His hands gripped her hips, pulling her flush against him, making her feel every inch of his dominance.
She moaned against his lips, her fingers threading into his dark hair, pulling him closer.
The energy in the chamber shifted. The symbols on the walls glowed, reacting to their unbreakable seething bond.
Damian pulled back just enough to meet her gaze. His silver eyes burned with something she had never seen before, something ancient, something dangerous.
"This bond," he murmured, brushing his thumb over her lips, swollen from his kiss. "It’s more than just fate, Isla. It’s something that was written in the stars long before we ever met."


To repay her father's debt, Isla steps into the world of Damian Wolff, an enigmatic and dangerous Alpha of a powerful werewolf pack. What begins as servitude quickly becomes something more, as an undeniable pull binds them together.
But Isla is no ordinary human. Strange visions, violent dreams, and a power she can't explain begin to awaken, catching the attention of ancient forces determined to control or destroy her.
As Isla's connection with Damian deepens, truths about her bloodline unravel and a long-lost prophecy connected to their legacy threaten with reshaping their world.
Allies fall, enemies rise and forbidden bonds emerge as the future is in Isla’s hands.
Torn between love, duty and destiny, Isla must make an impossible choice: protect those she loves by surrendering herself or rise as the force she was born to be, even if it means tearing everything apart.
Passion, prophecy and betrayal weave a story where one woman’s fate could change everything.

I was bullied by several girls in the locker room and stripped naked.
Theo Ellis, the pack's alpha, happened to pass by and saved me. He claimed I was his woman, but I am just an Omega without a wolf.
I became a slave to the twin alphas.
Theo violently shoved his fingers into my vagina.
"Sophia? You slept with Fabian, didn't you? Do you like it when I finger-fuck you?"
Just as I was about to orgasm, he abruptly pulled his fingers out: "Remember this feeling, savor it."
Fabian vigorously sucked on my clit, and I spread my legs and screamed.
"Do you like me kissing you here? Did Theo ever do this to you?"
I hate alphas, especially these twins.
They make me miserable, they bully me, and they force me into various positions for them to fuck me.
But, at the same time, I fall hopelessly in love with them...

She was chosen by the moon. Lyra never expected her eighteenth birthday to end with a crown on her head and a world resting in her hands. As the new Moon Goddess, she must learn to guide fate itself, balancing life, death, and everything in between. But in a realm of gods, power isn’t the only thing that matters. He was never meant to be hers. And yet— “I know I’m not the fated you had hoped for… but if you give me the chance, I’d like to learn your heart and soul. I’d like to hold them both.” In a world built on destiny and fate, they choose each other anyway. As their bond deepens, so does the danger. The threads begin to twist, and echoes of something broken ripple through the realms. When war reaches the people she loves most, Lyra must decide how far she’s willing to go to protect them. Being a goddess doesn’t mean she can save everyone, and love doesn’t mean she won’t lose everything.

“You know, when I first realised what you were to me, I thought the universe had made a mistake.”
My brows lift slightly. “A mistake?”
“Yes,” he says with a faint smile. “You were too bright. Too alive. Too extraordinary for someone like me.”
“That is impossible.”
His hand lifts slowly, brushing a loose strand of hair back from my face, his fingers lingering just long enough to make my breath catch. “You are the Moon Goddess,” he continues softly. “You carry the weight of worlds, the hopes of millions, the quiet rhythm of every life moving beneath these threads.” His thumb traces gently across my cheek. “And still,” he adds, voice lowering, “the only thing I’ve ever truly wanted from you… Is you.”

Ophelia thought she had finally found happiness when the future Alpha Killian claimed her as his mate. But her joy is short-lived.

Used in a forbidden ritual, stripped of her wolf, and deceived by the man she loved, Ophelia is cast aside and sold like property. On the night of her escape, she falls off a cliff and dies but awakens with a second soul inside her — Avery, a powerful healer on the path of revenge.

They decide to work together.

Disguised and reborn, Ophelia becomes the Crescent Moon Pack's mysterious healer and catches the attention of the Alpha's brother who is miraculously her mate.

But Ophelia had sworn never to fall in love again. Not when she didn't have her wolf. Not when she hadn't gotten her revenge

Despite her excuses, fate had other plans for her.

Samantha has spent her entire life sacrificing everything for her family. Blamed by her parents for their son's death, abandoned to shoulder the bills, and working herself to exhaustion to give her sisters a better future, she never expected the people she loved most to become her greatest betrayal.

When her younger sister steals from Nicolas Lewis—the ruthless mafia king no one dares cross. Samantha confesses to the crime to save Olivia's life.

But mercy doesn't exist in Nicolas's world.

Just as he's about to end Samantha's life, his mentally unstable younger brother, Sam, steps in with an unexpected demand: Samantha must become his wife.

Now trapped between a forced marriage and certain death, Samantha is thrusted into the heart of the city's most dangerous mafia family. As secrets unravel and loyalties crumble, she realizes surviving the Lewis brothers may be far more difficult than escaping them.

Will she sacrifice her freedom to stay alive, or will choosing the wrong brother cost her everything?

She was never meant to exist.
Hybrids that are born under the blood moon in Valeria are persecuted, and their existence forgotten over time.
Kaelia, a Lupherian Omega—wolf-moon spirit—is a special kind. She has managed to live this long by suppressing her scent, masking her strength, and disguising herself as a lowly Beta servant in the king's palace. Her only rule: stay invisible.

But when she’s forced into the path of Prince Alarion, the unmated Alpha heir bound by duty and desperation, a moment of chaos unravels her disguise. Her suppressed scent breaches the air—and his wolf responds with a single word: Mate.

What begins as denial spirals into obsession.

As courthouse rumor devolves into suspicion, and an undercover flame burns to engulf her, Kaelia and Alarion are inducted into a storm of ancient prophecy, royal heritage, and magical forces long feared and lost. For Kaelia's blood contains more than forbidden magic—it contains royal blood, and with it, a secret that could reduce the crown to ash.

With war stirring beneath the polished floors of the palace and enemies closing in from within, Kaelia and Alarion must choose:
Hide their bond and survive...
Or expose it and challenge the fate the moon has written for them both.

Blood of the Forbidden Moon is a slow-burn, soul-deep fantasy romance about love that defies kingdoms, power that defies bloodlines, and a mate bond that could either save the realm—or doom it.

The Crown burned the moment Elara touched it.

Not a royal.
Not a noble.
Just a nameless servant girl meant to stay invisible.

Yet when the Blood Moon rose and the ancient Crown awakened testing bloodlines and devouring the unworthy—it rejected every royal heir before the entire court.

Then it called her.

Chosen by forbidden magic older than the kingdom itself, Elara becomes the first ruler in Virellion’s history with no lineage… and the most dangerous queen prophecy ever named.

Because the Crown does not grant power freely.

It feeds on blood.
On fear.
On sacrifice.

Bound by ancient law, Elara is forced into an unbreakable union with King Kael—the cursed ruler whispered to be more monster than man. With every Blood Moon, the curse steals fragments of his soul, leaving behind a king feared for his cruelty and haunted by what he’s becoming.

To survive, he must accept a queen chosen by fate.
To rule, she must wear a crown that may consume her humanity.

Their bond is forged not by love—but by survival.

As rebellion ignites and forbidden magic begins to stir, Elara uncovers a truth the throne buried for centuries: the Blood Moon was never meant to choose kings.

It was meant to create weapons.

With each lunar rise, the Crown grows more demanding… and the king who swore never to love begins to desire the one woman prophecy claims will destroy him.

If Elara refuses the Crown, the kingdom will collapse into war.
If she accepts it, she may lose her heart—or become something no longer human.

As rebellion rises and dark truths surface, Elara discovers the throne has been built on a lie…
It chooses sacrifices.

Elara was chosen because the Blood Moon does not choose queens to rule.

It chooses them to bleed.

Elowyn Hale has spent her entire life being invisible.

Raised in the pack orphanage and labeled an omega without a wolf, she expects nothing from fate—especially not kindness. When she is sent to the Lycan royal palace as part of a servant offering, Elowyn believes she’s trading one form of obscurity for another.

Crown Prince Kael Elaris is everything Elowyn is not. Powerful, ruthless, and born to rule. When fate binds them together, Kael refuses to accept an omega servant as his mate.

As strange changes begin awakening inside Elowyn and dangerous secrets surface within the royal court, both are forced to confront a truth neither of them wants to face.

She was never meant to be powerless and he was never meant to let her go.

Step into a world of forbidden pleasures with this collection of taboo erotica short stories.
Each story explores desires that society whispers about but rarely admits secret obsessions, forbidden encounters, and irresistible temptations that push every boundary.
From stolen touches to dangerous liaisons, every tale drips with heat, seduction, and daring passion.
These are fantasies that thrill, shock, and captivate each one more intoxicating than the last.
Dive in if you dare, and surrender to the darkest cravings you've ever imagined.

There has never been a female Alpha until Amani Constantine. She was once the future Alpha of the Bloodmoon pack—a pack that was completely annihilated under the order of the Alpha King. In one night, Amani lost her parents and entire pack, spared only for being the fated mate of Prince Malakai, the son of the Alpha King and heir to the throne. She despises the Alpha King and harbors equal animosity towards Malakai, who is determined to mold Amani into the most obedient mate. However, submission goes against Amani’s very nature; she is an Alpha through and through, but she is a wolf-less Alpha, unable to shift. Branded as a defect, a flaw, and an abomination to their kind, Amani struggles with her identity. When the wolf inside her finally awakens, will she stand by her mate’s side and ascend as the next Luna Queen? Or will Amani step into her role as the Alpha she was destined to be and seek her revenge for the slaughter of Bloodmoon?

Rancher Stetson isn’t happy to meet city girl Jennifer, who’s been sent to audit his farm by a bank. But when a washed-out road forces Jennifer to spend the night at the ranch, passion results. Will their romance be able to last?

“Aurelia! You wicked woman, why did you push Jiana down the stairs!”

My husband, Luther, roared at me, rushing over and slapping me hard across the face.

My heart sank. I shook my head violently, unable to utter a word in my defense.

It wasn't me, it was never me who pushed Aurelia! She framed me!

However, Luther would never listen to my explanations. He simply stepped on my body and uttered a vicious sentence to the servants:

“Put her in a bag and lock her in the basement!”

Five days later, the servants complained of a strange smell in the basement. When they frantically opened the basement door, they found my rotting corpse: I was dead.

When I opened my eyes again, I was shocked to find myself back in the first year of my marriage to Luther. I was still the most dazzling star in the music world, a genius destined for greatness.

I was reborn! This time, I will never fall in love with my sister's fiancé again, that hypocritical and perverted devil. I will take revenge, I will take back everything that belongs to me!

Pianist FL x Mafia Boss ML
Warning: Illegal activity. Blood and gore. The protagonists are all villains. Don't expect any upright people in this story. We wear the skulls of our enemies as crowns.

Lucien contributed, “I can be. I will put this in order. Be thou my Luna.”
“No,” she said.
Lucien drew his eyes together. “Why not?”
She said, “Because I am not your second chance. I will start by myself.”
Aria was born at the very bottom of the pack hierarchy and had spent her whole life serving these people who stepped on her, and particularly the Alpha King, Lucien Nightfall, a ruthless and highly influential king that could not tolerate any feebleness in his kingdom.
However, when it comes time to make the revelations of the Moon Rite, when mated pairs are unveiled under the full moon, everything is crushed.
Aria is predetermined with the Alpha King Lucien.
In front of the whole kingdom, he turns her away, and instead brings a mighty she-wolf of a noble family.
Aria sinks in brokenness; she vanishes, but does not die.
Instead, She evolves.
When her death is changed into life again by the fix of Fate :more potent, more beautiful, more mysterious, Lucien has to confront a frightful fact:
He has possibly disliked his mate…
But the Moon has made her Queen.
And now, she is back, waiting for no one now, not even love, seeking revenge.

In the high-stakes world of corporate power plays, billionaire CEO Alexander Carrington has everything—except a wife. To secure a deal that could elevate his empire to untouchable heights, he needs to find a bride. Fast. Enter Victoria Sinclair, a fiercely independent young entrepreneur with a promising startup and a desperate need for funding. When she agrees to a contract marriage, it’s strictly business—until sparks fly, and their icy agreement begins to melt.
But Victoria has a secret that could shatter the deal—and their budding romance. Unbeknownst to Alexander, she’s the hidden heir to his fiercest competitor, and when the truth comes out, both their empires and their hearts are on the line.
Will love win out in a world where business is war, or will the secrets they keep destroy everything they’ve worked for?

In Darya's first life, she got betrayed by her husband- leading her to die with her unborn child. After losing her first, second, and third life where she had undergone a lot of trauma, she went crazy. What keeps on happening is she dies and then lives another life in another body. This repeated course happened fourteen times. So then, on her 15th life to which she miraculously came back to her first life, she got a chance to have revenge. She decided to live a different life where she fights for herself and become a strong woman that cannot be controlled by her feelings. She becomes the Emperor again and gathered all the men who ruined her life and twirled their worlds around her fingers.

All of a sudden there was a growl that ripped through the room and the band stopped playing and I heard something smash. Like it was a wooden chair or something.
Everyone looked in that direction and there was a man standing there that I had never noticed before. He would have been in his early 20's, brown hair to his shoulders, a brown goatee, 6-foot 6 at least and very defined muscles that were now tense as his intense gaze was staring directly at me and Mason.
But I didn't know who he was. I was frozen in the spot and this man was just staring at us with pure hatred in his eyes. But then I realized that the hatred was for Mason. Not me.
"Mine." He demanded.