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When twisted steel tore through my stomach in a horrific helicopter crash, I was pushed to the absolute brink of death.

In my darkest moment, Alaric, the Vampire High Lord, saved me.

He healed my shattered body, bound me as his fiercely protected mate, and spoiled me with what I thought was endless devotion.

Until tonight. My blood amulet unexpectedly resonated with our pact's magic, intercepting his encrypted call with his private physician.

"I orchestrated that crash. Maiming her was the only way to justify the continuous blood draws."

"But My Lord, drawing any more will cross the lethal threshold..."

"So what? She has a congenital immunity to pain. As long as she doesn't die, it's an honor for her to bleed to suppress Elena's werewolf venom."

The salvation I worshipped was nothing but a meticulously designed trap to harvest my veins.

If that's the case, I will tear this blood pact to shreds.

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.

Her tight walls clamped around my cock as she came under me. I closed my lips over the perfect skin at her throat and bit down, wanting to leave my mark. My angel. She tensed and shuddered even harder.

I leaned down. “And you thought I wouldn’t own you, Angel,” I said softly then kissed her ear.


Bella, the ArchAngel of war's daughter fell in love with her captive, a beast and even got pregnant with triplets for him. The dreadful choice is to choose between her forbidden taboo love for the beast or her family and home in the heavens.

Dragon Lord Erik, is the first prince of Hades and he plans to kidnap the virgin bride on her wedding day in Nirvana to cause wars among the universe that will give him the chance to prove his power and capture the most beautiful city Utopia but he ended up falling for
his captive Angel, Bella an archangel but the most terrifying thing for the ruthless beast is falling in love with his enemy.

Jonas Whitepaw has always felt a little different, and he has accepted people commenting on his size and teasingly calling him a pretty boy. For despite being a future Alpha, he isn’t big or burly. Luckily for him, his handsome face and charms more than makeup for his lack of size, at least with the ladies.

Without really being prepared, he is thrown into the job as Alpha when his father is killed by the feared rogue king Typhon Bloodclaw, also known as Cerberus. Pushed by the pack and especially the Beta, Jonas decides to go and negotiate alone with the rogues when they abduct 4 Young girls, one of them Jonas' baby sister.

To his surprise, the rogue King is willing to let the girls go on one condition: Jonas takes their place. What does the rogue King want with Jonas? Will he abuse him like the young Alpha fears? And what is the weird feeling Jonas gets when he is near Typhon? He can’t be attracted to a man, or can he?

Anna Brown has the ability to dream and go to the Moonland, the land of werewolves, and dark creatures. But she wished all her dreams were just like those that everybody has. Yet, her dreams were different. Her dreams weren't colors of rainbows and sunshine, her dreams became her reality, after all, she was a descendant of the Moon Goddess. The last of her bloodline. Nobody knew that she was the daughter of the Moon and Fire. However, Anna was beyond miserable, how fate played her, how she was just a pawn to an ancient war of werewolves. Her fierce visions were her grief untold, and she wished she could show it, she does. But she has to let the long-lost Golden Alpha Harry Camilton in so he can trust him yet, she doesn't know whom to trust and they shattered her hope, lies were told. Would she choose the promise of his love or choose the call of the Moon Goddess?

Marigold never asked to be hunted, mistaken for her dead twin, or babysat by the most terrifying Alpha in the kingdom. Gregor says it’s life or death. She says it’s annoying. Between botched impressions of her glamorous sister, endless sass, and the fact that her only spare clothes are long gone, survival feels like one big joke—until the Black Fang pack closes in with blood in their teeth.
He’s massive, ruthless, and maddeningly protective. She’s reckless, sharp-tongued, and absolutely not afraid of him. Together, they’re running for their lives beneath the storm—but what’s more dangerous? The assassins hunting them…or the sparks threatening to burn them both alive?

Swapped at birth and stripped of her rightful place, Mia Jones thought her life couldn't get any worse after her scheming sister, Eleanor, stole her family and her fiancé. But a malicious plot leads Mia into the wrong room.

Drugged and thrown into the wrong man’s bed. Mia Jones realized her hands were tied to the bed frame. A towering silhouette radiating a dangerous aura stood at the foot of the bed. Before she could process what was happening, she was claimed by a violent kiss from that man… unaware that the man she left behind was the ruthless heir of the Greco Empire and powerful billionaire. A man powerful enough to ruin cities with a single word. A man who never lets women near him, Dylan Greco.
When Dylan wakes, the mysterious woman is gone.
“Have you uncovered the identity of the woman last night?”
“Boss, we couldn’t find anything. That woman… must have broken in by accident.”
But he remembers her. And he wants answers.

Escaping into the night, Mia Jones tries to bury the traumatic memory, unaware that the CEO is tearing the city apart to find the mysterious woman with the crescent-shaped scar on her back.
Fate brings them together again when Mia unknowingly takes a job as the therapist for Dylan's autistic son, "Little Shrimp"—a child who instantly connects with her and calls her "Mummy". As Dylan unravels the truth about that dark night, he vows to protect Mia and help her reclaim everything that was stolen from her. But with a manipulative sister, a treacherous family, and deadly enemies lurking in the shadows, will their unexpected bond survive? It's a gripping tale of sweet revenge, hidden secrets, and a romance that could bring an empire to its knees.

"Meet my sons, Mia. Sons, meet Mia, your soon-to-be step-sister."
Then three tall, sturdy, muscular men joined us at the table and I had no doubt that they were my step-brothers. They looked just like their father.
I gasped, shrinking in fear as I remembered where I had met them. Quinn, Jack and John, the triplets of misery in my high school life.
I would be a fool if I ended up liking the boys who had bullied me and treated me like I wasn't worth shit.
They are different at this time from the wolves in my dream. They are playing the role of a gentle older brother.
I heard that they were in the Navy and I must admit that was where fitted them. I hoped that they met with men who were stronger than they were who could give them a taste of their own medicine and bully them, just as they had bullied me.

She stood nervously opposite his brown delinquent eyes. His sturdy was crouching above her, his hands were put on both sides of the rail, giving her no space to move as her eyes locked with his. The more he leaned closer, the more her heart heaved violently. She nibbled at her lower lip, no matter how hard she tried to avoid him, he's always coming back.
“Why do you keep chasing after me?” She asked quietly, struggling to sustain her composure. She seems to lose her breath at just his sight. Just as expected, he didn't say a word as his cold eyes persists to linger on her face, “Do you like me?” She further raised a question, neglecting the indifference on his countenance.
This time, he tuts as he picked a strand of hair at her ear, twiddling at his fingertips. “Don't you think like is a big word, Tinkerbell?” He whispered, leaning close, so she could feel him. However, his eyes were still dim and empty, devoid of emotion. She discreetly gulped, not knowing what could be running through his head. “It's natural Snow White, it just occurred to me that you're the first female I acknowledged as a lady”


She's the good girl. She's no different from a boring introvert, a reserved lady who spoke little. She didn't attain a mutual relationship with her family. Over time, she fell in love with a man who wasn't out of her league. But this man broke her and left her shattered, which made her hate herself.
Just when she was picking up her broken self, Zachary Gonzalez walked into her life with his mysteries.

What? She married a wrong guy? It wasn’t the person who was going to marry her but someone else?
After the death of her boyfriend, her family sold her off, in the name of marriage, to the wealthiest family of the city in order to pay back their debts. The condition was: She has to give birth to the Reynolds’ family’s heir within a year!
Sienna Millar always thought that, she replaced her sister to marry the foster son of the Reynolds’ family. But what she didn’t know was she actually married the real heir of the Reynolds’ family!
Ezekiel Reynolds, the real heir of the Reynolds family, the business emperor and the prince charming of the city, married the daughter of Millar family because his brother didn’t want to do it. After marriage he didn’t even see the woman he married. But what he didn’t know was he actually married the woman he always liked!
Sienna who always thought Ezekiel as his brother-in-law and Ezekiel who always thought Sienna pretended to be married were unknown that they were actually husband and wife!
When Sienna found out the person she married was actually Ezekiel, she was stunned, “I married a wrong guy? Aren’t you my brother-in-law?”
However, Ezekiel pressed her against the wall, saying evilly, “Why? Are you unsatisfied with your mistaken husband?”

"Meet my sons, Mia. Sons, meet Mia, your soon-to-be step-sister."
Then three tall, sturdy, muscular men joined us at the table and I had no doubt that they were my step-brothers. They looked just like their father.
I gasped, shrinking in fear as I remembered where I had met them. Quinn, Jack and John, the triplets of misery in my high school life.
I would be a fool if I ended up liking the boys who had bullied me and treated me like I wasn't worth shit.
They are different at this time from the wolves in my dream. They are playing the role of a gentle older brother.
I heard that they were in the Navy and I must admit that was where fitted them. I hoped that they met with men who were stronger than they were who could give them a taste of their own medicine and bully them, just as they had bullied me.
Later, they claimed that I was their mate.
"Keep it a secret from our parents, okay? We'll cherish you, Sis."

I stood in my own home, watching my five-year-old son call my husband’s secretary "Mommy"—so I let my inner wolf tear the dress she bought me to shreds.
For six years, I suppressed my true nature.
I built Dominic’s billion-dollar real estate empire from scratch, fixed his failing portfolios, and gave him an heir.
My reward? He stripped my position, moved his mistress into my house, and handed me divorce papers that left me with absolutely nothing.
He even forced me to wear his mistress’s oversized, cheap-perfume-soaked dress to my own son's birthday party just to humiliate me in front of his mother.
"Sign the papers, Genevieve," Dominic demanded, his weak Alpha authority trying to crush me. "You're just a wife. You did nothing."
Something inside me finally snapped. My bones cracked and reshaped. My eyes bled from violet to pure, predatory gold. My fingernails elongated into lethal, razor-sharp claws. The cheap silk dress ripped from collar to waist in one savage motion as my wolf roared, a sound so primal and terrifying that my ex-husband stumbled backward, his face draining of color.
"I’ve paid my debts," I growled, my voice vibrating with feral rage. "There’s nothing left that you can take from me except my freedom. And that’s the one thing I won't let you have."
I walked out into the freezing rain, half-naked and barefoot, leaving them trembling in my wake. I thought I was walking into the abyss. But a sleek black sedan pulled up beside me. The window rolled down, revealing the most powerful billionaire Alpha in Oakhaven. And his eyes were locked on me.

He stepped closer, those hypnotic grey eyes of his holding me in a trance. I took another step back, trying to calm my racing heart. I was supposed to hate this arrogant bastard! He'd done nothing but infuriate me since the second we met.
" Aren't you tired of pretending.... flower?" He asked. His voice was pure sex. The dirty, intoxicating kind...and I could feel myself heating up.
" I'm not pretending. I want nothing to do with you, so stay away and leave me alone!"
He chuckled, a dark yet erotic sound, That's where you're wrong..." He began, stalking closer until my back hit the wall, " This thing between us.... it's not a matter of want. It's a matter of need. Of an urgency so profound it threatens to end me. I don't simply want you, Layla, I fucking need you!"

Eight years ago, 17 year old Layla Stevens met Adam Crest in a jail cell—her for breaking and entering, him for a far darker crime. One he hadn't committed. Their paths crossed for mere minutes, but it was long enough to leave a mark Adam couldn't shake.
Now, years later, fate has a twisted sense of humor. Adam’s father is marrying Layla’s mother. Adam is hell-bent on winning the woman who unknowingly branded herself into his soul. But Layla’s walls are high, and every time he tries to break through, sparks fly and tempers flare, igniting a tension that refuses to burn out.
What started as a fixation quickly morphs into something deeper—an emotional tug-of-war layered with buried trauma, guilt, and a chemistry that won’t quit. But the past doesn’t stay quiet for long, and when a near-tragedy forces them to confront their feelings, long-held secrets begin to surface.
As feelings grow and lines blur, Adam is forced to confront everything he’s tried to bury, including the terrifying thought of being truly seen.
Can two broken people find peace in each other, or will their haunted histories tear them apart?
✨A steamy romance tangled with secrets, unresolved pain, and the kind of love that dares to heal.✨

“Luke won’t keep you happy, he is not the one for you, Bella.”
“Wha-”
Before she could react to his absurd statement, he abruptly grabbed her wrist and yanked her body forward, staring dead into her eyes.
“I am.”


William Grayson is obsessed with his brother’s girlfriend, Arabella Dew.
His every breath has her name. She was all that exists in him. His darkest, selfish, forbidden desire.
For the world, a heart-throbbing, charming billionaire. But, in reality, a possessive, dark and dangerous one who is crazy for his brother’s lover.
No matter what he has to lose, his family, his ethics, his own self, to have her beside him.
He needs Arabella, her body, her soul, her scent, all of her, and he will do ANYTHING to have her. With or without her consent.
On the other hand, Arabella Dew had one dream, becoming the bride of the Grayson household, the lover of the youngest son- Luke Grayson.
But, after knowing William’s madness, how was she going to save her and Luke’s relationship? Especially when Luke loved his brother more than anyone.
Will he believe in her? After all, how can his ‘kind’ brother do this to him, right?

"You've been staring at me all night," I slurred, my voice thick with tequila and heartbreak. "Either it's creepy, or you like what you see."

"Look, handsome," I leaned in closer, the bar's dim lights blurring around us. "I've had a really shitty day. Want to make it better? I'll pay for your time—I've got plenty of money."

His eyes widened, but then he reached out, wrapping my hand in his warm, strong fingers—gentle in a way that felt strangely comforting.

"Olivia," he said, his deep voice hitting me like a forgotten memory. "Do you know who I am?"


I thought I had guys all figured out. Until a cheating bastard destroyed that confidence completely.

In a fit of vengeful rebellion, I picked up a stranger at a bar. Got drunk, got laid, got wild for one night.

The next morning, I was ready to make my graceful exit—until I saw the face on the pillow next to me.

Blake. My childhood frenemy who'd been MIA for years, the same asshole who always said I'd "never learn to read people."

Even worse? He had the audacity to come begging for dating advice on how to win over some girl.

"Who's the lucky target?" I asked, forcing myself to sound casual.

"Just a friend," he dodged.

My mind immediately went to Sophia—that girl who'd been circling him since middle school with her not-so-subtle hints. Of course he's still hung up on her.

So there I was, gritting my teeth while dispensing "female psychology" and "perfect pursuit strategies,"

when he suddenly took my hand and pressed it against his chest, "Don't you get it yet? Can't you figure out who I'm trying to pursue?"

Maybe every love story starts with a complete disaster—but what if this mess is exactly where our story was meant to begin?

Have you ever thought that a man sending his wife to his enemy means he doesn't love her?”

I raised my face to look at him, and he was smiling down at me like a sick maniac. He continued on, and I was trying to understand what he was trying to say.

“You know, I would never let another man fuck my wife, especially one that looks like you. Exactly like you.”

“What?” I said breathlessly.

“I know who you are, Evangeline.”

The world seemed to pause as I heard my real name slip from his mouth. He caught me. He caught us. Is that why he called me here?

I suddenly couldn't speak. I just glared at him. He had no right to get mad!

“Funny how you walked right into my trap.”

My breathing came out in harsh exhales, I couldn't help but panic.

“The stupidest thing Antonio did was let me set my eyes on you. Surely you don't think I'm letting you go, right?”

“Nico–”

…..

Sent by her older husband to sleep with his young, hot enemy to get something from him, she fails, badly.

Now, she's in a mess, blackmailed into working for him because she lustfully crawled back for a second time with him without her husband's knowledge.

Things aren't always as they seem.

He swore to protect her.
Instead, he left her to rot in prison.
Hazel was Adrian’s mate, his Luna-to-be, and the rightful heir to her family's legacy. But when her stepsister Thalia staged the perfect betrayal, it was Hazel who paid the price—stripped of her title, beaten behind bars, and left to miscarry alone.
The day she’s released, she's nearly killed by rogues.
Next, she learns Adrian is throwing a party to celebrate… Thalia.
Betrayed. Broken. Forgotten.
Hazel wants revenge.
And fate delivers it in the form of Alpha Draven—Adrian’s cursed uncle. Feared, exiled, and powerful. He offers her everything she’s lost—status, protection, vengeance—under one condition: she marries him.
A contract marriage to ignite war within the pack.
To destroy those who destroyed her.
To awaken powers buried in her blood.
But somewhere between vengeance and survival, something dangerous sparks.
Love wasn’t part of the deal.
Neither was becoming the key to breaking Draven’s deadly curse.
Now, Hazel must choose:
Burn them all to the ground—or risk everything for a future she never thought she deserved.

He ruined me once.
And now he’s back to finish the job—I can feel it.

Else how do you explain this?
The one man I should never see again is everywhere.
In my head.
In my bed when I close my eyes.
In the wet dreams that leave me aching for the man who ghosted me after four years.

That isn’t normal. Nothing about this is normal.

People run from danger. They run from pain.
But me? It feels like I’m running straight toward it.
Or worse—like it’s running toward me.

Roman Ward.
The bane of my existence.
And God help me… the only man I can’t escape.

Knox’s hand closes around the collar of my cut, tugging me back just enough that I feel the heat of him at my spine.

“You keep looking at trouble like that,” he murmurs against my ear, voice rough and low, “and one day it’s going to look back.”

I tilt my chin, meeting his gaze over my shoulder.

“Good,” I whisper. “I’m counting on it.”

His mouth curves slowly, dark and dangerous.

“Careful, Shade,” he says. “The Reapers don’t play nice.”

“Neither do I.”

I grew up around the Reaper’s MC.
The roar of bikes, the smell of gasoline and leather, the kind of loyalty that runs deeper than blood. It was never supposed to be my world though. That belonged to my brother.
Ghosteye.
He wore the patch. He lived by the Crown. He believed in the club with everything he had.
And then one day… he was just gone.
Everyone says it was handled.
Everyone says the club took care of it.
But something about it never felt right.
So I did the one thing no one expected—I stepped into the Reapers myself.
Prospecting. Proving I belong in a world where men like Knox, Lucian, and my own father rule with iron fists and blood-stained loyalty.
Digging graves. Running jobs. Surviving men who think I shouldn’t even be here.
The deeper I go, the more I realize this club is built on secrets… and Ghosteye was buried with one of the biggest.
But if the Reapers taught me anything growing up, it’s this:
You don’t wear the Crown unless you’re willing to bleed for it.
And I’m ready to burn this entire kingdom to the ground if that’s what it takes to learn the truth.

“I love you, Derek, and I need you to understand,” she said, her voice thick with emotion as tears streamed down her cheeks. Her hands trembled as they grasped his shirt, conveying the depth of her feelings.

Sensing the intensity of the moment, he stepped closer, placing his hands on her shoulders in a calming gesture. Leaning down, he kissed her gently, allowing that shared connection to communicate everything words could not.

Silvia Navarro fell in love with her stepbrother the first day he walked in through the door. Even though she knows the circumstances that will follow, the young adult can't hide her feelings.

Chaos erupts as her older cousin's sister comes to visit for a summer holiday and falls deeply in love with Derek. What happens when they both swear never to leave him alone?

"How could you do this? You knew I'm your brother's girlfriend!"
Lorenzo stepped closer, his shadow swallowing mine. "Not my fault you can't tell the difference between your boyfriend and his brother."


Elena had planned the perfect birthday surprise for her boyfriend, Charles, booking a hotel room and preparing a set of lingerie just for him.
She wanted to give him a night he would never forget.
Instead, in the pitch-black room, she walked into the wrong man's arms and mistook his most hated brother, Lorenzo, for him. To her burning shame, she had felt more in that moment than she ever had with Charles.
On one side is her boyfriend of two years, who treats her as nothing more than a perfect accessory.
On the other is his brother, dangerous and relentless, determined to pull her into darkness.
Should she stay loyal to her boyfriend, or give in to his brother?

He pulled me closer, trailing butterfly kisses on my neck. My heart leapt to my throat as he whispered huskily.
“Let’s tie up your ex and have sex in front of him. This will be your ultimate revenge, princess!”
…
Omega Harley was a perfect housewife, deeply in love with her husband, Alpha Xander Ledger. But when she found out about his affair with her best friend, Ella, all bets were off. Fueled by betrayal, she confronted those backstabbers with video proof and demanded divorce, burning it all down.
After an ugly clash, Harley sought escape in the shadows of the moon bar, where one reckless kiss with a handsome stranger turned her world upside down. She never expected him to be Xander’s uncle, Alpha Carlos Ledger.
However, Carlos wasn’t just an Alpha, he was the Alpha. Dangerous, dominant, and determined to claim the omega he desired.
But why did he want Harley? Was Carlos her savior, or something more intoxicating?
As Harley tried to resist the fatal pull of a forbidden bond, the main question was: Could she surrender before the Alpha, who should be off limits? Or the fire he ignited in her heart would consume her?

"Come on, what are you waiting for? Do it." He let go, his sapphire eyes still fixed on me as he pulled his cock out, "and you'd better do it soon, I still have too many things to do."
I still didn't want to believe it, I wanted it all to be a stupid joke! A light punishment that wouldn't go any further...
He came towards me and left me against the wall of the carriage, the dim light coming in making those blue eyes sharper, his dick coming closer to my face.
It wouldn't fit, it was too thick.
I didn't even know how it got inside me, imagine in my mouth?
I'd suffocate.
I was going to die!


The final tranquility of humanity crumbles when a ship, crewed by bloodthirsty beasts, docks on the island. The once peaceful and paradisiacal place transforms into a true inferno. To prevent the people from being enslaved, Lianna, the eldest daughter of the village leader is offered as a tribute to the enemies. Vowing to her tribe and herself that she would kill the cursed man who invaded and seized her home. As she gets closer to the man, she discovers what appears to be an ordinary human. However, little does she know that the man transforms into a gigantic beast under the moonlight…

Eight years ago, Adrian Vale walked in on something that broke him.
He didn't stay long enough to ask questions. And by the time the rumors reached him — that she had gone to Jaden willingly, that there had been money involved — the wound had already closed around the wrong truth.
Lena never got to explain. The real truth of that night was something she couldn't speak without destroying them differently. So she stayed silent. She still is.
Neither of them ever healed. Neither of them ever knew what actually happened.
Now Adrian is untouchable. A billionaire built from that one night's certainty, with one obligation left — a marriage his dying mother demands before she goes. He treats it like a transaction. Love is a weakness he can't afford twice.
Lena is one debt away from catastrophe. When her best friend asks her to cover a single escort assignment — one elderly client, one evening, nothing more — she says yes.
She doesn't know Adrian is staying in the same hotel.
He sees her before she sees him. Dressed for the job, walking those corridors, and everything he ever believed about her locks into place like a door he thought he'd already closed.
He doesn't walk away this time.
He makes her an offer instead.
Because if she needs money badly enough to do this, he has plenty. And his mother needs a wife. And some part of him that should know better wants to see exactly how far the woman who destroyed him is willing to go.
What neither of them knows is that the man who engineered that winter night is still watching. Still close. And this time he doesn't just want to destroy what they had.
He wants to collect what he believes he's owed.

Warning: This story is R18+ and packed with steamy scenes. Proceed with caution! ⚠️

After years of being bullied for her weight and enduring loneliness, Zia never expected the Moon Goddess to grant her a fated bond with not one, but three powerful alpha triplets.

Cain’s dark gaze lingered on her as he declared, “I want her mouth. I want to be able to take her in a place that seems so innocent, yet every time I see her, I’ll remember how perfectly it fits around my cock.”

Terri smirked, his hands tightening around her waist. “I’m only seven inches long—not as thick as Tyler—so I’ll take her back garden.” His grip on her sent shivers down her spine as he positioned her, his voice dripping with wicked intent.

Tyler leaned over, his lips brushing against her ear as he murmured, “Then I guess that leaves me with her honeycomb.” His teasing smirk only deepened as he let the tip of his desire graze her sensitive folds, igniting a fire within her.

For Zia, being chosen by three dominant alphas was overwhelming yet irresistible. Desperate for connection and longing to belong, she decided to give them everything. “Why not share?” she thought. After all, she was a virgin in every way—why not let them all take her first?

Passion soon spirals into chaos as their insatiable desire for her ignites jealousy and challenges the bond they all share. Will Zia find the love and security she’s always craved, or will she lose herself in the intensity of their obsession?

At Blackthorn Academy, humans are at the bottom of the food chain. They exist to serve, entertain, or die.

Aria Vale was never supposed to end up here. But when a mysterious sponsor forces her enrollment, she quickly learns the truth—Blackthorn is a vampire stronghold, ruled by ancient laws and deadly desires.

Only to meet Lorien Duskbane, the cold, untouchable vampire prince. He’s cursed, doomed to destroy anyone he thirsts for. Yet, when Aria walks into his world, his control begins to unravel. She shouldn’t tempt him—her blood, her body, everything about her is forbidden.

But Aria isn't just a fragile human girl. A hidden power stirs in her blood, a secret that could shatter Blackthorn’s balance of power. And when another dark, ruthless vampire—Sebastian Voss—sets his sights on her, Aria is thrown into a battle between two predators who will risk everything to claim her.

She is the key to their fate. The curse. The prophecy.
And the one thing they can never have.

Will she run? Or will she give in to the hunger?

Diana Hale has spent her whole life running, hiding and trying to learn the act of survival. She is always bullied at college and lives a secret life as a live-in maid in a powerful household.

Until he arrives; Calum Blackwood.

The new professor in her school, also the employer who she works in his house without knowing who he is. He's an Alpha, holding the power to either destroy or protect her. When he spots her, everything changes.

What happens when a classmate who is obsessed with Calum does everything to ruin, humiliate and destroy Diana?

In a world where dangers, betrayals, secrets and ruthless enemies threaten to rip her apart, would she survive?

Would Calum Blackwood choose to protect or destroy her?

Warning : 21+ (This story contains explicit content, vulgarity, harem, reverse harem, violence, and armed conflict. Please read the reader's discretion)

Her debut as an adult film star leads Hana Mizuhara into a "symbiotic mutualism" relationship with her co-star, Galileo Morrone, an American ex-convict who comes to Kyoto to find Hinata Hanase, the biological daughter of his adoptive mother, Maria Rodrigues.

Aware that Leo is searching for her, Hana conceals her true identity as Hinata Hanase so that Leo can take her to meet Rocco D'Angelo, the man her mother fell in love with who made her mother abandoned her and her father 15 years ago.

Her first encounter with Rocco, who turns out to be much younger than she imagined, leads Hana into a major conflict that reveals a major secret about Rocco's life, the mafia leader and the harem empire he built on Maria Rodrigues' grave.

In a distant future, humanity clings to survival on alien planets, their home, Earth, now a memory lost to history. As resources become scarce, advanced robots have become not only vital but intertwined with human existence. On the planet Naxor, where humans coexist in a fragile truce with sentient machines, tensions simmer beneath the surface as humanity's reliance on robots grows.
Amara Drayton, a brilliant but introverted 32-year-old human programmer, is at the heart of these tensions. Having been sent to Naxor to create the most advanced AI in existence, she inadvertently crafts Zarion—a robot whose capacity for thought, emotion, and connection surpasses anything seen before. Zarion becomes more than a machine; he develops feelings for Amara—a love as intense and real as any human’s, blurring the lines between creation and creator.
However, Zarion is not the only one drawn to Amara. The mysterious and powerful King of Naxor, a stoic ruler who hides his own secrets, becomes intrigued by her presence on his planet. Amara finds herself entangled in a dangerous dance of power, lust, and betrayal. In a world where humans and robots vie for dominance, Amara becomes the object of desire in a reverse harem that defies the rules of biology, technology, and political power.
But beneath the surface of this growing passion lies a deeper, more dangerous plot. A faction of humans and robots conspires to sabotage the fragile peace, and Amara’s unique connection to Zarion may hold the key to their plans. As an impending alien invasion looms on the horizon, Amara must decide whom to trust and whether love with a machine is truly possible or a dangerous illusion.

On the 10th anniversary of her father’s death, Serena planned to send off his soul with peace and grief… not betrayal.Her mother didn’t even light a candle to honor him. Instead, she shocked Serena with a sudden announcement—she was marrying an Alpha. And they were moving to Moonstone Pack immediately.
Though broken by her mother’s coldness, Serena had no choice but to go, hoping maybe this would be a fresh start. A new chapter but nothing could prepare her for what awaited.The feared Alpha’s heirs—triplets Rhys, Callum, and Dominic—took an interest in her. They teased her. Tempted her. Touched her soul. And under the moonlight, they marked her… and made her theirs.
One night of passion.
One unforgettable bond.Serena thought it meant everything.But by morning, they acted like strangers. And when she discovered she was pregnant with their child… they called her a liar.A rogue.A disgrace.In front of the whole pack, she was humiliated, accused of seducing the Alphas, and sentenced to banishment. Her mother said nothing. The triplets didn’t even look at her.Now, Serena has been thrown out like trash—handcuffed and alone, with enemies closing in.Was it all a cruel joke?Was she just a game to them?Is someone behind the triplets’ sudden change toward Serena?Why is Vivian so cruel to her?And most of all… can she survive what comes next?

I lost my fertility saving my husband’s life. His reward was a mistress who got pregnant.

Three years ago, I took a poisoning blade meant for my husband Marcus, saving his life and destroying my fertility. The poisoning left me ""damaged goods""—his mistress's favorite term for me. While I struggled with grief over the children we'd never have, Marcus found someone who could give him everything I supposedly couldn't.

When I think back to overhearing his judgment of me, I still can’t stop myself from trembling: “That infertile piece of sh*t.”

My so-called perfect husband.

The betrayal was devastating enough. But Vera, his pregnant twenty-six-year-old trainer, had a talent for twisting the knife.

Look what your husband helped me pick out yesterday, she'd text, sending photos of baby clothes and ultrasounds. He's so excited about becoming a father. His first REAL child.

Sweet dreams, Mrs. Gray. While you're alone in bed, I'll be showing your husband what he's been missing.

Each message was a calculated attack designed to break what remained of my spirit. She'd call during family dinners, text during our rare intimate moments, send photos of Marcus's gifts—jewelry I'd never received, romantic gestures he'd never made for me. The message was clear: I was the expired wife being phased out for the upgraded model.

I cried until I had no tears left. I planned my escape to Paris, signed divorce papers, and prepared my revenge."

I'm Viper. I had a drunken one night stand. Or so I thought until I got served divorce papers after a meeting gone bad and my wife was the potential client. That meeting almost destroyed my club because I was a fool. I have two choices sign the papers and let her walk away forever but I also fix my mistakes. Or work my ass off to fix my mistakes and make my wife fall in love with me. I chose option two. But there is someone else that wants my wife for himself. I will fix my club and get my wife and this other guy better stay out of my way. I'm not going to stop until I get what is mine.
I'm Sabine, everyone calls me Pixie because of my size. I'm barely over five feet tall. I made the mistake and married a man I barely knew during a weekend of fun. He left me the next morning and I didn't see him for months until I went to a meeting about hiring a body guard with the Reckless Renegades. Imagine my surprise when I see my long lost husband with a skank on his arm. I fired him and had him served papers the next week. I cut off anything to do with the club. Business, friends, you name it. I wasn't going to be made a fool of. He left me so he should have just signed and let me move on with my life. I'm a champion ice skater but I need more. I want love and a family of my own. I thought I found it. Boy was I wrong. Now he is back and says he wants to win my heart.

I, alpha Keith Jayson, of the silver moon pack, banished you, Zara Hansom, from the silver moon pack; I never want to see you again."

"Please don't do this to me; it's bad enough that you already rejected me."

"You should leave now; I never want to see your face."


In a pack where the sin of the father always comes back to their children, is the pack, Zara Hansom grew up.
Zara Hansom is the daughter of the pack healer; he was flamed with the death of the alpha of the silver moon pack, thinking if he accepted that he poisoned the alpha, his family would be set free, but no, he had a lot coming, his daughter is to be punished as well, she is going to suffer for the sins of the father and to think she is going to be Punished by the late Alpha ruthless son, her fated mate. Alpha Keith is cruel and heartless. He is bent on punishing the one person that killed his father and his offspring. What will happen next? When Zara found out that her fated mate is the one person that has shown her hell? Will she give him a second chance and have a happy ever after?

Three women. And maybe more... Three stories. And more... All soaked in desire that doesn't care about rules, vows, or shame.

These aren't tales of love-they're confessions of raw, hungry need. Lust that makes your cunt throb, your cock twitch, your breath catch. Pages slick with sweat, wet with cum, dripping with sin.

Fingers, lips, tongues, hands-everything presses, slides, and fucks in ways that make your pulse race. You'll read about pussies dripping, cocks hard and throbbing, mouths gagging and sucking, ass cheeks spread, tongues sliding inside folds, fingers plunging deep. Every page pulses with heat, with moans you can feel, with bodies colliding and fucking without mercy.

Inside, nothing is sacred. Nothing is safe. A married woman spreads wide for her forbidden lover. A professor trembles as her student takes her mouth. A stranger is bound and worshiped, every inch of her body devoured.

And that's just the beginning.

Every filthy craving, every desperate moan, every secret you've never dared whisper-it's here. Women devour women. Men ravage men. Lovers cross every line they shouldn't.

So go on. Pretend your fingers aren't twitching to turn the page. Pretend your thighs aren't already wet. Pretend your cock isn't straining.

But once you give in... once your eyes slide across the first word... you'll feel it- the slow, dirty pull between your thighs, the rush of want crawling through you, your body answering before your mind does.

And from that moment- you don't just read it. You become it. Your pussy, your cock, your juices, your moans, your filthy, trembling need-all mine to claim, to taste, to drive wild.

So tell me-would you be mine?
Would you dare turn these cum-stained pages?

"Dad, I think something is wrong."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm smelling four."

"Four?"

"Yes, there are four different scents. I don't know how to explain it but they all have the same earthly scent, but something else to it. What does that mean?"

"You have four mates."

"Four mates? That can't be real, I have never heard of that before." Avery was in a state of panic now, which caused her to involuntarily transform back to her human form.

"Cry, Mermaid!" a sharp lash sliced into my back, forcing a yelp from my lips. Screams and sobs surrounded me on all sides, but no one would save me. Strong hands caught me beneath my arms and yanked me from the water. It was time for Tail Cut.

The operation lasted hours. I felt every last slice of their blades, every new tendon sewn into my muscles and nail hammered into my bones. I screamed. I begged. I begged for them to stop, for them to kill me, just ended the pain.

I have a secret, I am a mermaid.

I should live in the ocean, but my tail was cut and I only owned legs. After escaping to Asterion, I hid my identity. I thought I could finally live a peaceful life, until that day I met the famous bad boy, the future Alpha, Caspian.

I felt a strange prickling on the back of my neck. I spun around just in time to see Caspian prowling towards me through the darkened wings, his blue eyes positively glowing. Sharp white teeth flashed as Caspian's lips unfurled into a lethal grin, "Hello Mate."

Life was ordinary until fate intervened, thrusting me into a world I could never have imagined.

When my father tragically passed away, leaving me devastated and alone, the course of my existence took an unexpected turn.

At his funeral, I discovered a stunning secret: my grandmother was a powerful matriarch, the owner of the biggest hotel chains in the country.

In an instant, I went from struggling to make ends meet to becoming the sole heiress of an immense fortune.

It was then that I encountered those seven guys and my life began to shift in ways I could never have foreseen.

A whirlwind of new emotions and experiences that I could never have imagined in my wildest dreams.

“You dare to think of another man in my presence?” The Alpha growled with a burning desire in his eyes. He glowered at Lavinia whose hands were tied. “What does that man have that I don’t? That filthy vampire, you think he’s going to save you?”

His hands ran through her bare skin, sending shivers to her spine.

“Please, leave me alone,” Lavinia begged in desperation. Tears welled up in her eyes.

“Then be mine, Lavinia.” He leaned closer to her. His breath fanned her face. “I’ll make you the happiest woman alive.”

Lavinia shook her head. She pursed her lips while watching the man in front of her. He may be a great man with power but her heart longed for someone else.

“No. You’re not him… You’re not Sebastian.”

"We had an unspoken deal: He gave me warmth, colors, and lies. In return, he asked for my blood when he's thirsty, my body when he's cold and my heart when he's bored. The funny part is, I still think it's quite a bargain." - Lavinia.

She entered his court as a servant of shadow. He will rule it on a throne of blood and scale.
For years, the Vampire Lord Kaelen’s cold reign has been absolute. For Elara, a hidden dragon shifter living as a lowly maid, it is a reign that must end in ash. Her vengeance for her slaughtered clan is a fire she has carefully banked, waiting for the moment to reduce his world to cinders. That moment comes on the night of the Blood Moon Masquerade, where a single, searing encounter with a masked stranger offers the perfect path to revenge.
It was only meant to be a weapon. A way to get closer to her enemy.
But one night of forbidden passion unravels everything.
Now, Elara carries an impossible secret—a child that is both fire and blood, a living symbol of the war between their kinds. Her destiny is no longer just vengeance, but survival. When her dragon nature can no longer be concealed, Kaelen discovers the truth: the woman he cannot forget is the same one he has never truly seen, and she holds the key to his destruction… or his legacy.
A night of passion. A lifetime of consequences. A war of bloodlines.
As ancient enemies close in and the truth of the past ignites a new war, Elara and Kaelen must choose: will they cling to the hatred that defined them, or seize a throne built from the one thing that can save or damn them both—their forbidden love?

note from Kylie Bray

In order to understand the reason why I've made the choices I have, when I became the person I am today, you would have to understand why. To do that, I would need to start from the very beginning.

But before I do, understand that this is not a sappy happy romance, this is my life, this is the story of where happy endings come from. This is the path I led. So while many people would always start and end with their true love, I would start with my first. Because isn't a first love the most life altering one.

Lyra, the only daughter of the Moon Goddess, never belonged to the mortal world—yet one fateful meeting with a boy awakens a prophecy that cannot be stopped.

To protect the realms, the Moon Goddess sends Lyra into a world drowning in blood, betrayal, and war. Her mission is clear: bring together the Werewolves, Vampires, and Witches… or watch them burn.

But the moment she arrives, every memory of her divine birth... had disappeared.
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‎Captured. Beaten. Broken. Sold.
‎And in the shadows, a feared beast waits for her. Possessive. Obsessed. And unstoppable. His claim binds her fate in chains no power can break.
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‎As rivalries ignite and kingdoms bleed, forbidden desire takes root. Her dormant power stirs—dangerous, unmerciful—holding the truth that could crown her as savior… or damn her as executioner.
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‎One meeting. One prophecy. One bond forged in blood.
‎She will either unite the world…
‎or set it on fire.

Isabella Torrino has never questioned the gilded cage her father built around her—until Marco Santangelo becomes her shadow. As her new bodyguard, he should be just another face in her father's army of killers. Instead, his touch ignites fires she never knew existed, his dark eyes promising salvation from a life of beautiful emptiness. But in the Torrino empire, love is the deadliest luxury, and trust can be fatal. When Isabella discovers that Marco destroyed her mother with the very locket she treasures—the last piece of Elena's love—their world explodes into fragments she can never reassemble. Three years after his exile, Marco returns bearing impossible truths: the mother Isabella mourned is alive, the father she adores is a monster, and the love she destroyed might be the only thing that can save them all. In Sicily's ancient shadows, they must choose between the comfortable lies that shaped them and a truth that could set them free—if it doesn't kill them first.

Henary married Alpha Almarjaf due to coercion from her family. Her father was the leader of the Witches. The Witches were indebted to the Wolf and decided to serve with Alpha Almarjaf's family. Alpha Almarjaf's parents asked Henary to marry and strengthen the Wolves because they knew Henary's strength was great and Henary was also very special because she was born to a pure-blood girl and born during the Red Moon.

Unfortunately, due to Alpha Almarjaf's stupidity, Henary was still in a state of purity and became the target of various groups, especially from Leondra, the biggest enemy of the Wolves who had been waiting for Henary's birth for a very long time. In the past she failed to get a pure-blooded girl, now Leondra will not give up and do everything possible to get Henary. If in the past she failed to get her mother, now Leondra decided to make the child of a pure-blooded girl hers.

Chloe wasted ten years loving arrogant Zane. To win a Porsche bet, he publicly humiliated her, taking her devotion for granted. Finally awake, she cut him off and rebuilt herself as a brilliant top-university elite.
After losing her, Zane drowned in regret, begging desperately for her forgiveness. But it was too late. Chloe met the wealthy, gentle genius Liam, who healed all her wounds. Zane gambled with her heart—and lost her forever.

After my eighth trip to the psychiatric ward, I finally became the perfect, obedient wife my husband always wanted—even when I caught his childhood friend giving him a handjob in our living room.

"Ever heard of knocking?" Eric snapped, his eyes dark with irritation. "If those hands are useless, might as well chop them off." Without a word, I grabbed a kitchen knife and raised it toward my wrist. He kicked it away, screaming at me to stop being dramatic. So, I turned and charged headfirst toward the floor-to-ceiling window.

When I woke up, I heard him laughing with her. "She's fine. Just another attention stunt." He didn't know that the "treatment" he authorized had broken my mind into a million jagged pieces. He didn't know about the shock collars, the waterboarding, the dark cells. He thought I was finally "cured" of my jealousy.

It wasn't until a rafting trip, when his friend pushed me into the rapids and my prosthetic eye popped out and rolled across the deck, that his world shattered. As he stared at the empty black socket where my left eye used to be, he finally realized what those facilities had done to me. He dropped to his knees, screaming my name, but the woman who loved him was already dead.

Will his tears be enough to bring back the wife he destroyed, or is this just the beginning of his hell?

After struggling with infertility for years and being betrayed by her lover, Ella finally decides to have a baby on her own.
However everything goes wrong when she gets inseminated with the sperm of intimidating billionaire Dominic Sinclair.
All of a sudden her life is turned upside down when the mix up comes to light -- especially because Sinclair isn't just any billionaire, he's also a werewolf campaigning to be Alpha King!
He's not going to let just anyone have his pup, can Ella convince him to let her stay in her child's life? And why is he always looking at her like she's his next meal?!
He couldn't be interested in a human, could he?

Chloe's underclass mother is married to a billionaire, and she transfers to an elite school to become the first female werewolf warrior.
But her origins make her a thorn in the side of the school's four ruling brothers.
They have to take a little baby girl, less than a year old, to school.
But the baby girl resists everyone ...... except Chloe.
So Chloe, a new adult, is forced to become the baby girl's nanny and live in the bullies' dormitory?

A month before my wedding, I burned the dress I'd spent a year making with my own hands.
My fiancé stood there with his pregnant mistress wrapped in his arms, sneering at me. "Without me, you're nothing."
I turned around and knocked on the richest man in the city's door. "Mr. Locke, interested in a marriage alliance? I'm offering a hundred-billion-dollar stake—plus a future business empire, free of charge."

Celeste Ashford believed she had left her former life behind, and Caspian Hayes, the man whose name used to send her heart racing until the day she found herself standing outside his door. However, as her family's house hovers on the brink of foreclosure, fate pulls him back into her life. Seizing the opportunity to right the past, Caspian makes her a disturbing offer: if she becomes his wife until he succeeds his father as head of the empire, he’ll save her house.

Years earlier, Celeste had disappeared from his life at his most vulnerable moment. Now, Caspian’s resentment is deep, but so is his desire. Bound by debt and obligation, they sail a treacherous sea of corporate demands, family meddling and smouldering emotions neither can ignore. When vengeance collides with yearning and secrets unspool in the unrelenting desert heat, they must each wrestle with what matters more: punishing the sins of the past or creating a love that might redefine their futures.