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“Professor Sanders, are you always this nervous, or is it just me?” Micheal’s voice was teasing, his smile disarmingly bright as he leaned against Dylan’s desk.
Dylan swallowed hard, his fingers brushing against the edge of a sketchbook. “I—uh—it’s just been a long day, Micheal. What do you need?”
The tension followed Dylan home to his new apartment, where he encountered Dayvon for the first time.
Dayvon’s smirk deepened as he stepped closer, his presence commanding the space.
“Everything about me, professor. You’ll see soon enough.”

That night, Dylan found himself restless, caught between two worlds. Micheal, his forbidden student, and Dayvon, his bold new neighbor, couldn’t have been more different. But they shared one thing—a connection to the underground BDSM community that Dylan secretly belonged to.
As the weeks passed, Dylan’s life became a whirlwind of passion and conflict. Pulled between Micheal’s youthful intensity and Dayvon’s dominant allure, he couldn’t deny the dangerous thrill of it all.
The real question wasn’t just who he would choose—but whether he could have it all.

Tags: MxM, friends with benefits, unrequited love, jealousy, Dl, secret, interracial, first love.

Demi and Alex have been best friends for as long as anyone can remember. They know each other’s habits, flaws, and breaking points. What they don’t know is how to undo the night they crossed a line neither of them saw coming.

Drunk, Curious, Complicated.

Demi is hiding who he is. Alex insists he’s straight. And somehow, they keep ending up in each other’s beds anyway.

They call it friends with benefits, why?, because calling it anything else would force them to face the truth. But feelings don’t follow rules, and denial only works until it doesn’t.

Set in the uneasy final stretch of senior year, this is a story about desire, denial, and the terrifying risk of wanting someone who might never want you back the same way.

I was the second child in my family who had an elder sister, perfect in every aspect. However, I had always craved for a brother.
My excitement was above the ninth cloud when Claire, my elder sister, ran up to me and announced, “Steffy, we have a big brother now.”
However, I ruined everything when the pure love for my brother took a different place in my heart. Now, I wanted Taylor, not as my brother but my lover.


“Were you ever going to tell me the truth?” He asked, staring at my fragile body in the hospital bed.
“Do you care at all?” I replied before turning my face away from him.

I was once known as "The Divine Hand," the youngest Chief of Cardiothoracic Surgery in history.

I didn't just perform surgeries, I invented them. However, after a high-profile operation on my own mentor went tragically wrong, leaving him in a vegetative state, my mother made me swear a blood oath.

“Your hands bring both life and ruin. Never touch a scalpel again, or the guilt will consume you forever.”

I traded my surgical scrubs for a floral apron. I married Lucian, a famous business tycoon my mother had selected.

For five years, I spent my days in the kitchen, meticulously preparing meals that were precisely calibrated medicinal formulas that cured his heart murmur and made him the top-performing executive in the city.

However, on our fifth anniversary, Lucian didn't bring flowers or gifts. Instead, he threw the divorce papers on my face with Leslie, the glamorous "Star Surgeon" of the year, by his side, her hands wrapped around his arms like she owned him.

Lucian sneered, "Lesley operates on kings and CEOs. You? You can't even look at a drop of blood without fainting. You’re a liability to my social standing."

“Sign the papers and I'll give you two hundred dollars every month as your monthly allowance. Considering your lifestyle, that's more than you ever need.” He mocked.

I stared at the divorce papers in my hands. This was what he was paying me for being a submissive wife.

"I’ll sign," I said, "and I’ll let you keep the house and the stocks. But only if Lesley can correctly identify the three hidden toxins I’ve neutralized in your body over the last five years using only the meals you mocked me for cooking.”

“If she’s the 'genius' you claim, surely she can diagnose the man she's sleeping with.”

Eighteen years ago, my mother traded her newborn for a gold-plated life, leaving me in a rust-stained trash can like a piece of discarded waste just to marry her rich boyfriend.

Now, she was back, weeping about "maternal regret" and "postpartum shadows”, saying she had regretted her decision every second of her life.

Overjoyed that my mother wanted me back, I packed my belongings and rushed to meet her.

However, the moment I stepped foot at her doorstep, I overheard her conversation with her darling daughter with her new husband.

“Of course, sweetheart! You will always be my one and only darling. I’m only adopting Vanessa back to wed her to Mr. Blackwood to save your Dad's bankrupt company.”

“You are not lying to me, Mom, are you?” Ramona, my step sister, tugged to my mother’s arms. “You won't share my love with sister Vanessa, will you?”

“Never.” My mother replied, her voice contained no warmth when mentioning me. “How can a village’s trash can compare to our princess?”

“If we wouldn't have to please that old hag of Blackwood company, we would never have brought your sister back.”

“An old master of Blackwood company and a village girl with no literacy, I think that's a match made in heaven.” Ramona smirked, followed by the sound of their laughter.

My legs at the doorstep froze, the momentary joy I felt shattered. The cold heart that had melted seeing my mother shed tears, became ice.

I watched the duo of mother and daughter, laughing and making fun of me, completely unaware that the company they were trying to please by offering me, was actually owned by me.

I was the CEO of Blackwood Groups.

He chuckled and leaned into me and my hands hurriedly held him closer.
"I'm the only one who gets to see you like this. You're mine" he whispered into my ears and it
sent hot shivers down my body and pooled at my core.
He looked me straight in the eyes.
"Do you understand?" He asked, and the look on his face told me he was being serious.
I swallowed and nodded slowly "Yes"
He smiled "That's my girl" and then slapped my ass before getting off me.
…
In a world of betrayal and unexpected turns, Renée Sinclair's life takes a dramatic twist.
Rejected by her mate and framed by her step-sister, she is sent off to marry the Alpha Prince against her will. But things aren't as they seem when Renée discovers that the Alpha Prince has no desire for a bride, and their initial encounter is far from harmonious as she finds herself at the mercy of another cruel man.

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She was never meant to survive.
Ivy Mooncrest is her pack's disgrace—a Gamma in name only, condemned for sins she never committed. When Alpha Brian sends her into the domain of the most dangerous predators alive, he doesn't give her a mission.
He gives her a death sentence.
The Thorn Brothers. At The Obsidian, their exclusive club where shadows dance with lust and power, three wolves rule with absolute authority:
Jaxson—cold, calculating, untouchable.
Malric—cunning, dangerous, always three steps ahead.
Kael—the ruthless enforcer whose piercing gaze strips away every lie, every mask, every defense.
One mistake, and she's erased. One slip, and she's devoured. But Ivy isn't the fragile pawn they expect.
As Ivy is drawn deeper into their dark empire, the lines blur between mission and desire, between captive and willing participant. The brothers don't just want her obedience. They want her to surrender. Her secrets. Her body. Her soul.
And in a world where power is everything and trust is fatal, Ivy faces an impossible choice:
Burn in their fire—or let them forge her into something unbreakable.
WARNING: This is a dark paranormal romance with explicit content, power dynamics, and BDSM elements. Features a morally grey pack, possessive alphas, and a heroine who plays with fire.

"Now, listen to me" he commanded and I instantly looked up at him.

"Rule number one, no screaming. No matter what I do to you, I must not hear a single noise. If I do, it would most definitely get worse" he said and my heart hammered in my chest.

"Rule number two, when I tell you to do something, you do it, or else, I will whip you repeatedly and make sure you're on the brink of death but just enough to keep you alive." He said with a wicked grin on his face.

"Rule number three, follow those two rules" he said and got up.

Out of the blue, he whipped me again and I screamed. I had never felt that much pain in my entire life.

"Tsk tsk, you're a slow one" he said and I held my breath as I awaited the next whip.
He whipped me again and I managed to stifle a scream.

"Good girl" he said and went back to sit on his bed.

"Now, strip." He ordered and I shakily got up and began to pull my clothes off my body.
…

Kieran had a regular life until a ruthless Alpha turned it all upside down. She suffers and even gets rejected. What happens when she has a better second chance mate who is protective and the ruthless Alpha who made her life hell is butting into her life again?

His hand was still on my cheek and his fingers were wall against my skin and I was all too aware of how close we were.

Without thinking, I leaned forward and kissed him.

The kiss was soft and gentle at first like we were both checking how it felt. But soon enough, it turned hungry and everything became a blur as I was lost in this kiss.

…

After a fateful encounter with who eventually turned out to be her roommate's father, Andy finds herself in a tight spot.
A broken heart here, hot trips there…

Will Andy be able to fight the undeniable attraction she feels for someone she shouldn't or will she cave and do the right thing?

Annabel’s world crumbles when her mate, Alpha Maxwell Stormrider, falls in battle, leaving her widowed and cast aside by a cruel, power-hungry pack. Stripped of her title as Luna, she endures humiliation and servitude at the hands of Maxwell’s stepfamily. With nowhere to go and no one to protect her, Annabel faces an agonizing future as she is forced to the edge of survival.

But fate isn’t done with her yet.

When the infamous King Darius Blackwood—a ruthless warlord rising to unite the packs under his iron rule—raids her pack, Annabel is among the captives taken to his brutal stronghold, Blackgate. Bound in chains and branded as a slave, she prepares for a life of servitude—or worse.

What she doesn’t expect is to discover that Darius is her second-chance mate.

Caught between the lingering grief for Maxwell and the terrifying pull of the bond with Darius, Annabel must navigate a deadly web of court politics, power plays, and dark desires. As she fights to reclaim her dignity and survive in this savage new world, Annabel realizes that her connection to Darius may be her greatest weapon—or her ultimate doom.

In a tale of love, loss, and vengeance, this story explores the strength of a broken heart, the resilience of the spirit, and the dangerous allure of a bond forged in fire. Will Annabel rise above her shattered past to seize her destiny, or will the shadows of her pain and the cruelty of her enemies consume her?

“Be careful with that, Emma," my boss at the high-end courier service warned, handing me the velvet-lined case. "That bottle is worth more than your life. It’s for the penthouse gala at the Sterling Heights. If it breaks, don't bother coming back.”

I clutched the case to my chest like it was a newborn child.

The soles of my shoes were so thin I could feel every jagged pebble on the pavement. My feet ached, a dull, throbbing reminder of the sixteen-hour shifts I’d been pulling for the last three months.

But every time I felt like collapsing, I thought of Liam. He met with an accident five years ago and could not work.

So, I became the bread-earner in our family.

Today was our wedding anniversary. And this last expensive delivery could earn me a decent gift for him.

"The host is on the terrace," a waiter whispered as I reached the penthouse, eyeing my worn-out sneakers with disdain. "Hurry up. He doesn't like to be kept waiting.”

I walked toward the terrace, my heart hammering. I just wanted to drop this off, get my signature, and run to Liam. I pushed through the crowd, dodging silk gowns and tailored tuxedos.

Then, I stopped.

The man standing at the edge of the terrace looked familiar.

He was wearing a bespoke midnight-blue tuxedo that cost more than our three years of rent. His hair was slicked back, his posture commanding and regal. He was way too rich to cross paths with me in my entire life.

But, my heart skipped a beat as he turned back to look at his friends.

It was Liam. My Liam. With other woman, offering the world to her.

Seraphina died betrayed. She perished in flames—poisoned by Darius, the fated mate she'd foolishly loved. Her childhood sweetheart, who sacrificed her only to save his mistress.
Reborn five years earlier, Seraphina vows: Never again. No more submissions. No more suffering his cruelty. This time, she'll rewrite her destiny - then she meets Kairos.
The Untamed Alpha King who loathes the mate bond after his own betrayal. Her second-chance mate - a bond that will kill her if she rejects it.
Now, caught between Kairos' relentless pursuit and Darius' desperate attempts to reclaim her, Seraphina faces an impossible choice:
Drown the world in vengeance... or risk her shattered heart on the mate who could either heal her scars or destroy her completely?

Within the boundaries of a mystical kingdom, fae folk and drakyns (dragons) have to co-exist, as they have a greater enemy.
Witches. Right from birth, Liora has had problems. Her drakyn refused to bond with her. And as if that wasn't bad enough, she was frail looking and had a rather small physique. Twenty two years in and she still hadn't bonded with her drakyn, thereby causing her to be seen as less and incompetent. Liora has had it hard but somehow, fate decided to be worse and curse her with Kysen. Kysen Dravon, one of the children of the second royal family, The Dravons.
Kysen Dravon. The perfect man. He has it all and he's loved by everyone. But not Liora. She knows him all too well to fall for his wicked charm. And he's hell bent on frustrating her to the core. What Liora doesn't know though, is that Kysen is indeed obsessed with her. Head over heels even.


I bit my bottom lip as my breathing grew heavy, my eyes finally meeting his.
His eyes. Those darn eyes.

Time slowed down as we stayed fixated on each other.
“What are you doing?” I whispered.
I didn't mean to whisper, but my voice failed me.
I didn’t mean to shiver, but again, my body failed me.
He didn't answer, he just stared at me with a look I couldn't quite decipher.

I felt a warm breeze wrap around me, a complete contrast to the otherwise cold air.
Where was it coming from?
The goosebumps that had sprouted on my skin slowly faded off.

Tags: MXM, obsession, possessive, stalker.

What would you do if your son invites his new friend into your home and now suddenly he won’t leave you alone. What would you do if it turns into an unhealthy obsession

On our fifth Anniversary party, Harris got admitted to the City's Hospital.

Cancer. Stage IV.

I struggled to find words to whisper some comforting words to Harris .

Instead, he held my hands, and said,"It's alright, Darcy."

"Don't be afraid of anything that may happen. Even if I am about to die, I will always be with you."

Even when he was dying, he made sure to comfort me, which bled my heart.

I spent my days researching treatments, draining my savings for "miracle" consultations.

Then came the afternoon I went to his office early to surprise him with the appointment letter with Dr. Wilson, a world famous surgeon.

Harris had been trying to contact him for weeks now. But, everytime he declined him bluntly, only this time when I tried to contact him personally, his assistant reached out to me.

Finally, he had a chance to be saved. I cried tears of joy. I wanted to share this good news with Harris as soon as possible.

But, My hands, almost pushed open the door, , a Lively and joyous laughter echoed through my ears.
"Is the paperwork ready?"

I slightly opened it ajar and peered inside.
I froze on the spot.

Clara was sitting on Harris's lap, clutching to his shoulder like she owned him.

"Everything," Harris' voice sounded, confident and excited.

"By the time 'cancer' takes me, Harris Hudson will be dead, life insurance will be processed, and you and I will be halfway across the world with a clean slate."

Clara. Harris' first love. The one he told me was a 'closed chapter' years ago.

Something broke into my heart.
I froze at my place.

The cancer, the treatment, it was all a lie orchestrated by Harris to elope with Clara?

Tina isn’t her real name, but it’s the one she wears when she steps into club TRUTH dressed in a stilettos and secrets, posing as a seductive stripper. Beneath the glitter and gloss lies a cold, trained assassin on a deadly mission: eliminate Nikolai Petrov, a corrupt billionaire with a history soaked in blood.
At least that’s what her handler told her.
But the man she targets isn’t some fragile tech mogul- he’s the king of a brutal empire. The head of the Russian crime family. Ruthless, powerful, and disturbingly perceptive. Her blade never makes it to his throat. He overpowers her, and when she wakes up chained in his underground compound, bruised and exposed, Tina realizes two things:
She’s in deep.
And he’s watching her with a hunger that goes far beyond revenge.

Five years ago, a single night ruined everything.

Amelia Hart agreed to a marriage contract she never wanted, forced to become the secret wife of cold, ruthless billionaire CEO Adrian Knight. The marriage was meant to protect her family, nothing more. No one was allowed to know her name, her face, or her connection to him. She was hidden, silenced, and eventually sent away with a signed divorce she never asked for.

Adrian thought he had buried that part of his life. He built his empire bigger, harder, and colder, convincing himself that the woman he married meant nothing.

Until she returns.

This time not as his contract bride, but as the brilliant new strategist hired into his company—walking into his boardroom with confidence, beauty, and a calm strength that shakes him to the core. Adrian recognizes her instantly. Amelia pretends she does not know him at all.

But secrets don’t stay buried forever.

Rumors spread. Old emotions rise. And Adrian discovers the truth he never expected: the night he sent her away, she didn’t leave alone.

She left pregnant.

Now Amelia will protect her child at any cost. Adrian will fight for the family he never knew he had. And both of them must face the bond they tried so hard to destroy.

Louisa Moreau is an expert at staying alive. A sizzling, skilled bodyguard, she's worked for years guarding her son and warding off the specters of her past. But when she accepts a job with Lorenzo Ricci—a dangerous, cunning mafia don—she never anticipates finding something deadlier than the threat that propels her: desire.

As Lorenzo rescues her father, Louisa finds herself more and more drawn into his lethal game. She vowed to keep her heart locked away, but in the depths of his secret sanctuary, there is flame—blazing, burning, and inescapable. She is finally safe after years. Love in their world, however, is a vulnerability and trust. A death warrant.

And then the trauma that she only just survived comes flooding back. Leonardo Costa—the beast who took her life away—has been closer than she could ever have dreamed.

And the worst betrayal hurts most: her best friend, Emma Emalila, betrayed her. The one person that she ever had any trust in now has her lost time on his shoulders.
With her son's life in the balance and enemies around every corner, Louisa is forced to make an impossible choice: succumb to revenge or battle for a future that may be lost at any moment.

But the more the war engulfs deeper around her, the darker the truth becomes one that shocks her to her core. Her past is not only haunted by spirits; it's constructed of secrets.

The father she struggled to save might have been concealing more than foes and the identity she holds on to. It might not even be hers.

She's not a victim—she's a pawn in a game of death that she didn't even realize she was playing. And now, the only way to win… is to find the truth before it devours her.