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After I retired, I was willing to do the dirtiest work at a small auto repair shop—just to give my sick daughter an ordinary childhood.
I endured my mother’s insults, my eldest brother’s wage cuts, my younger brother’s extortion.
But they actually joined forces to steal my daughter’s life-saving money for gambling, then sold me into an illegal mine to pay off their debts.
When the iron chain locked around my wrist, when my daughter cried in despair, the killing intent that had slept in my blood for three years finally woke up completely.
They had no idea I was once the iron-blooded God of War—commander of a million troops, the name that made enemy nations tremble.

I'm a folklorist. Folk traditions are my field.
At first, I thought it was just an ordinary rhyme, a scrap of oral history set to a tune.
"A rag doll in the mire, swinging high up to the sky..."
We all thought it was just a prank.
Until the first person drowned in the bog. Then the second fell from a tower crane. Then the third somehow drowned in a bathtub.
I stared at the black symbol surfacing on the back of my hand.
And then I saw the dean—the one who was supposed to be dead—standing outside my dorm window in a long black dress, smiling at me with impossible tenderness...

At the Morello family’s Christmas dinner, I stood beside Vincent, waiting for him to announce our engagement.
Instead, in the very next second, he walked in holding a little boy and claimed him as his son.
And the woman he said he was going to marry? Scarlett Morello. The one he had always introduced as his “sister.”
The whole room erupted in applause. I stood there frozen, like a nail hammered into the floor.
Later, in his study, he took my hand and said, “Scarlett is dying. Late-stage breast cancer. She only has six months left. After she’s gone, I’ll marry you.”
But there was no guilt in his eyes. No love, either.
Then he told me to go to his villa that afternoon, to take care of the woman who was supposedly “dying.”
I opened the photo he sent me. Scarlett was lying in a hospital bed, pale-faced, an IV in the back of her hand.
A professional tennis player who had been playing in an exhibition match three weeks ago, and who had dropped three grand at Louis Vuitton on Fifth Avenue just five days ago.
But sure. She was “dying.”
At three in the morning, I was curled up by the front door of my apartment, crying so long I lost track of time.
Then my phone lit up. A text from an unknown number:
[Elena, I’m downstairs. When we were kids, you told me that once I controlled the docks on the East Coast, you’d marry me. The docks are mine now. Does that promise still stand?]
I pulled back the curtain and there he was. Ethan Vitale, my first love, leaning against the door of a black Cadillac, lifting a hand in a lazy wave.
Three years ago, when he left New York, he was only a Capo.
Now, he was the Don of the Vitale family.
He didn’t rush me. Didn’t pressure me to come downstairs.
He came for one reason only, to let me know he was back.
I wiped away my tears and texted back:
[It still stands.]
Because I wanted to see for myself just how long that woman could keep up her act.

Starla and Luna, an inseparable pair of friends, decided to take a vacation to Seoul, South Korea. There, Starla accidentally met a charismatic Korean man named Kim Ha-neul. This encounter led to a connection between them, eventually leading to them becoming a couple.

As time passed, Starla, a novelist, became busy with various activities after her novel became a bestseller. Unfortunately, this happened when Kim Ha-neul visited London to meet her, resulting in them rarely seeing each other. However, Starla asked Luna to accompany Ha-neul and show him around London.

With the intention of helping her friend, Luna ended up falling in love with Starla's boyfriend. She realized that this feeling would hurt the woman she cared about, but on the other hand, it was challenging for her to dismiss this emotion.

How will the love relationship between Starla and Ha-neul unfold? Can Luna eventually sets aside her feelings for the sake of Starla? Follow their love triangle in the story titled "Starry Seoul"!

Two things matter in my captor’s twisted world of crime…Power and money.
He stole me to gain both.

He’s a coldhearted monster with a reputation for violence.
So how can his touch make me ache with such need?

I refuse his proposal of marriage, of course.
But Anthony Rodriguez didn’t break in to listen to reason.
He’s going to make me his mafia bride.

Whether I want to or not.

I’m the Russian Mafia princess who caught the eye of the enemy.

Being kidnapped is nothing but business.
My dad is going to hunt this ruthless animal down.

That’s what I should be rooting for…

I should hate Anthony Rodriguez.
But when the corded muscles of his tattooed arms pull me in,
I feel safer than I ever have.

He watches me through the security cameras 24/7.
I find power in giving him something to look at.

My entire life has been controlled by my dad. But he is a dangerous stranger in my bed, clamping a rough hand over my mouth and warning me to stay silent.

I don’t know why my father stole from the American mafia when he has everything. And my terrifying intruder doesn’t care about the reason.

He just wants to claim a debt from my quivering body. But under his command and sheets, I’m discovering a new strength. I’m becoming this man's undoing.

Despite being trapped, at his mercy, and stolen from my family…
I might never want to leave my place stationed under him.

‘Kidnapped by my ruthless fiance’ is an enemies-to-lovers, Stockholm syndrome, cartel mafia romance.

My fiancée, with whom I've been in a relationship for three years, has threatened to break off our engagement for the hundredth time, forcing me to donate a kidney to her adopted brother, who's faking illness and acting like a hypocrite.

My biological parents even threatened to sever ties with me: "You have a healthy body. Ian has nothing but us. You can't even bear to part with a kidney. You're so selfish and cold-blooded!"

They don't know that my hands, which I used to play the piano, had already been crushed by gangsters while cleaning up their mess; they also don't know that at this moment, I have a critical illness notice for late-stage bone cancer in my pocket.

Seeing the undisguised disgust and indifference in my fiancée's eyes, I swallowed the taste of blood in my throat and calmly signed the consent form for the live organ removal.

"Okay, I'll donate. I'll give you back my life along with it."

Later, I died like a dog on the rusty operating table of a shady clinic, my bones and marrow completely drained.

But when I was truly reduced to dust and left without even a complete corpse... the truth about my vicious foster brother faking illness was exposed.

The aloof and arrogant female CEO who once treated me like trash went completely mad overnight.

She knelt desperately before my nameless grave, plunged a sharp knife into her abdomen, and collapsed in a pool of blood, pleading for me to see her one more time.

The wolf pack was wiped out, she suddenly lost her voice, and her wolfish instincts were gone. Eight-year-old Fiona lost her whole world.

Michael appeared; he was her destined partner, the "brother" who protected her.

But on her 18th birthday, everything suddenly changed. "How could it be you? Everything is ruined!" Michael roared at Fiona.

Five years of secret marriage; Fiona was merely his shadow, while he was intimately involved with someone else.

When the pregnancy test showed two red lines again, he had caused her to miscarry last time. Facing this new life again, would she continue like this?

Before meeting Elliot Winter, Michelle’s life was a routine of beatings from her drunk dad to juggling part-time jobs. He was handsome, loaded, and had a smile that could melt ice.

There was also a twenty-year age gap between them, Michelle didn't care because their relationship was the only ray of sunshine in her rather bleak world. And when he popped the question she was more than happy to say yes. Michelle thought she had found her happily ever after, but she couldn't have been more wrong. With each year that passed Elliot became more of a stranger and less of the man she had fallen for, neglecting her and looking the other way when his mother treated her poorly, that was until the day their 5th anniversary rolled around, she caught him in bed with her sister.

Her love is replaced by hate, a swooning affection now burning rage. Well, two could play that game. That night, she dials her stepson's number with a single text that will change their lives forever.

‘I need you tonight’

Blurb:
“I remember bits and pieces, but nothing clear. My mate, King Lucian, has told me stories about my past, but I cannot actually recall the events myself. It is very frustrating,”

The foundation of Celestia's world came crashing down on the night, her pup was wrenched out of her hands and placed in the arms of her mate's first love Afterward she was framed for crimes she didn't commit rejected, stripped of her title as Luna, her wolf and discarded to die a rogue.

But Celestia would not die, she would claw her way back to the top until she stood by the side of the most powerful man on the continent.

Will she be able to claim her revenge or will she take back the man who made her lose it all?

Pregnant But Not accepted by the Alpha King


"My lord, several months have passed, and the young lady has not shown any signs of being pregnant?"

"How many times must I repeat myself not to question my decisions, Beta? She will bear a child because that's why I bought her, to have the rightful alpha heir. And when that child is born, the curse will be broken, and I can rid myself of the burden of having her in my castle, forever."

The moment I secretly heard these words, my heart broke. The King Logan didn't love me, and perhaps he never would. He only wanted the baby growing inside me and could take it from me without hesitation. Tears streamed down my face, and the pain of separating from Logan in that way was both dreadful and terrifying. But I couldn't go back now.

I descended through the castle walls, hiding in the shadows of the trees, and evading the few soldiers on patrol. I was alone now, just my baby and me, fleeing from the Cruel Alpha King.

After being sold by her stepfather to the Alpha King, Charlotte sees herself as a mere tool to bear him an heir, but her hopes are reignited when she discovers that he is her predestined mate.

However, that hope doesn't last long as the indifference of the Alpha King destroys her heart. In desperation, Charlotte sees only one option: to take control of her destiny for the first time in her life, not only to protect her future but also the future of the one who will become the Alpha of the Lunarhaven wolf pack, even if it means being apart from her mate. What she doesn't know is that Logan, the ruthless Alpha King, is capable of anything to obtain what he desires.

Revenge on the Three College Playboys

"You were delicious, little mouse," it seemed to be Mason's voice.
"Who would have thought she'd be so tasty, definitely worth it," Jacob sounded more distant.
"Even better, a virgin. There's nothing like a tight woman in every way," Benjamin added, and they all laughed.
What happened? What did they do to me? The pain worsened each time I was moved; I was lifted and thrown several times. Then I felt a cold breeze on my body and something wet on my back.
"Goodbye, little mouse, it was an incredible party," Jacob said, and then I heard a sound like a car driving away.

I am Savannah D'arcy but I barely was called by my name, the three college playboys Mason, Jacob and Benjamin played me with the name ‘little mouse’. I was abused by them and was avoided by all of my classmates.

Stupid me was deceived by the guys to a party and was thrown to the dark street with physical and psychological wounds, vulnerable and without hope of survival, leaving me to die.

A man comes to my aid, shrouded in mystery with purple eyes. His name is Fabian who was truly a demon named Asmodeus.

"Butterfly, I can give you the power of revenge at the cost of your body and... your soul."

My hands clenched into fists, trembling with the force I exerted. They needed to pay, and I would make them suffer every bit of the hell they put me through.

"So, my butterfly, what's your choice?"
“I agree”

[...] “Listen carefully to my words… If you want this pretty ass of yours to be marked by my fingers, you should be respectful and say only yes, sir.”
His other hand finally returns to my ass, but not in the way I’d like.
“I’m not going to repeat myself… do you understand?” Mr. Pollock asks, but he’s squeezing my throat, and I can’t answer him.
He’s stealing my breath, and all I can do is nod helplessly, listening to his sigh.
“What did I just say?” He squeezes a little tighter, making me gasp. “Hum?”
“Y- Yes, sir.” My voice comes out strangled while I rub myself against the bulge in his pants, making the chain of the clamp stretch and pinch my clit a little harder.
“Good girl.” [...]
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By day, Victoria is a successful manager known as the Iron Lady. By night, she's a submissive famous in the BDSM world for not liking to submit.
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With her boss's retirement, Victoria was confident she would be promoted. However, when his nephew is assigned the new CEO, her dream is shattered, and she's forced to work directly under the command of this arrogant, irresistibly seductive man…
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ㅤVictoria just didn't expect that her new boss also had another identity… A Dom known for teaching the way of a perfect submissive, and with no problem exposing his kinky side — unlike her, who had kept this secret by lock and key…
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ㅤAt least, that's what she's been doing all this time... until Abraham Pollock came into her life and put both of her worlds upside down.
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+18 READERS ONLY • BDSM

She wanted freedom...
They turned her into a weapon.

At the age of fifteen, Marina’s mother was murdered alongside the most powerful Don in the Sicilian mafia, before the wedding could even happen.
Now, almost six years later, just weeks before her 21st birthday, she’s ready to run.
From the rules.
From the blood.
From the Romano Famiglia—the only home she’s ever really known, and the cage she’s always wanted to escape.

But her “stepbrothers” have other plans.
Cesare, cold and calculating, the mafia’s right hand and loyal only to the throne.
And Matteo, the youngest, wild-eyed with a manic smile and a taste for blood.
They give her one job: seduce the enemy, earn his trust, and uncover what he’s hiding.
Her target? Enzo Bianchi, the second son of their enemy famiglia — a man as dangerous as he is captivating.

One deal.
One month.
One enemy to seduce.

But in the criminal underworld, playing with hearts always comes with a price.

And Marina is about to learn the hardest truth of all:
Freedom was never part of the plan.
Not when two demons guard the way out.

Ad Finem Fidelis.
Loyal until the end, even if she never had a choice.

I groan, leaning my body over his, resting my forehead against his shoulder.
“Ride me, Angel.” He commands, panting, guiding my hips.
“Put it in me, please…” I beg, biting his shoulder, trying to control the pleasurable sensation that's taking over my body more intensely than any orgasm I have felt alone. He's just rubbing his dick on me, and the sensation is better than any I've been able to provide on my own.
“Shut up.” He says hoarsely, digging his finger even harder into my hips, guiding the way I ride on his lap quickly, sliding my wet entrance and causing my clit to rub against his hard-on.
“Hah, Julian…” His name escapes with a loud moan, and he lifts my hips with extreme ease and pulls me down again, making a hollow sound that makes me bite my lips. I could feel how the tip of his dick dangerously met my entrance…

Angelee decides to free herself and do whatever she wants, including losing her virginity after catching her boyfriend of four years sleeping with her best friend in his apartment. But who could be the best choice, if not her father's best friend, a successful man and a convicted bachelor?

Julian is used to having flings and one-night stands. More than that, he has never been committed to anyone, or had his heart won over. And that would make him the best candidate… if he were willing to accept Angelee's request. However, she's determined to convince him, even if it means seducing him and messing with his head completely. … “Angelee?” He looks at me confused, maybe my expression is confused. But I just open my lips, saying slowly, “Julian, I want you to fuck me.”
Rating: 18+

Charlotte has been married to the love of her life for ten years, but living with him was nothing but misery.

When the patriarch of the Houghton family decided that his grandson would marry the last living Sinclair, Charlotte was happy. Her feelings for Christopher were thicker than blood and as deep as an obsession, so she held him tight and chained him to herself.

But there’s nothing Christopher Houghton hates more than his wife.

For all these years, they had hurt each other in a dance of love, hate, and revenge — until Charlotte had enough and ended it all.

On her deathbed, Charlotte swears that if she were given the chance to do things right, she would go back in time and divorce her husband.

This time, she’ll finally let Christopher go…
But will he allow it?


"My cock pulses again, and I take a sharp breath, feeling my innards twist with a strange desire that’s unknown to me.
Leaning against my room door, I feel the coolness of the wood through my shirt, but nothing can soothe this desire; each part of me shudders with the need for relief.
I look down, seeing the huge bulge marking the sweatpants...

“It can’t be…” I close my eyes tightly again and lean my head back against the door, “Hey, it’s Charlotte… why are you getting hard?”
She’s the woman I swore I’d never touch or love, the one who became a symbol of resentment for me. "

'Stefano, you don't have a say in who I date."

'I do when it concerns your safety."

'Since when did you care about my safety?"

'Since the day you walked into my life," Stefano says, shocking me to the bone.

Andrea Lopez is a beautiful woman with a wonderful life.

Andrea has everything but the one thing she desires most, Love.

All she has ever received from Love is pain in return. There is no love in her life, but everything changes when she takes a trip to Italy.

She reunites with her first Love, Stefano Costanzo, a cold, ruthless man who hates Love.

He would rather pull his heart out of his body than feel Love, but for how long will he hate Love?

Will the cold, ruthless man allow himself to love again, or will our Andrea never find Love?