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He called her boring. He said their marriage was a mistake. Then he left her bleeding, heartbroken... and pregnant.

Lily devoted seven years of her life to a man who only saw her as a convenience. When her husband, Alex, demanded a divorce, she begged him to stay only to discover he'd already proposed to his ex… and planned it all behind her back.

But betrayal wasn’t the end, it was just the beginning.

Left for dead, humiliated, and crushed by the ultimate heartbreak, Lily had nothing, until a billionaire stranger offered her a deal: a contract marriage, a new identity, and a chance to make the man who shattered her beg on his knees.

She accepted.

Now, Lily is no longer the soft-spoken housewife he threw away, she's the storm he never saw coming. Beautiful. Untouchable. Dangerous.
And Alex? He’s about to learn that the woman he underestimated is now the one who holds all the power. He broke her soul. Now she’s coming for him…

She became pregnant with her Alpha, but he forced her to donate her marrow to his lover.
When she said, "Let's sever the bond," he only laughed coldly: "The child in your womb isn't mine."

…
Zoria—a weak Omega of mixed blood—once loved Zephyr, a powerful and ruthless Alpha, to the point of blindness. But that love only brought betrayal, wounds, and a cruel demand: to donate her bone marrow to save her Alpha’s lover.

When her pack fell apart, when her father was wrongly accused, and even her own mother turned her back, Zoria realized: what she needed was no longer love, but survival.

But why wouldn’t Zephyr agree to sever the bond with Zoria? He kept her by his side, torturing her while also torturing himself. He claimed he could never love her—the daughter of his enemy—yet when he saw her in the arms of another Alpha, he went mad.

He pins her to the wall with possessive heat, his voice a low murmur against her pulse. "You’re a liar, Aria. But you’re my liar. And I’m never letting you go."


Aria Moonveil is a ghost in the shifter world, a lethal Shadow Wolf trained by the Syndicate to be a weapon of silence and slaughter. Her heart is a fortress of ice, but her soul is a captive. To buy her younger brother’s freedom from the Syndicate’s sadistic clutches, Aria must complete one final, impossible hit: infiltrate the Obsidian Pack and bring back the head of the "Northern Tyrant," Alpha Cassian Darkridge.

Armed with a silver blade and a web of lies, Aria poses as a wounded refugee to enter Cassian’s stronghold. She expected a monster, but she finds a leader of devastating power and magnetic loyalty. Worse, the moment their eyes meet, the moon goddess strikes a cruel blow. The fated mate bond snaps into place, branding the man she was sent to destroy as the literal half of her soul.

Cassian is no easy victim. He smells the silver on her skin and the desperation in her breath. Yet, instead of baring his teeth, he claims her.

As the Blood Moon rises, the Syndicate’s ultimatum arrives: for every day the Alpha breathes, her brother loses a piece of himself. Trapped between a bond she can’t deny and the blood she must save, Aria reaches the breaking point. Will she take Cassian's life to save her family, or let the world burn for a forbidden love?

Mykel and Lilith were high school sweethearts they only ever had eyes for one another, and when they turned eighteen, they realized they were mates- things couldn’t have been more perfect. When their pack comes under attack and his parents die, Mykel is forced to step up and become Alpha, though his once kind heart is now turned to stone. At an alpha meeting three years later, he meets a mystery woman and realizes she too is his mate.

“Mate” my stomach churned as he spoke those words. I never in my lifetime wanted to hear them. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him watching me, studying me and daring me to return his gaze. Alpha Mykel was said to be a good man though many had spoken of his temper. Rumours were constantly going around that when he lost it, people lost their lives. Alpha Mykel already had his Luna; he was fated to Luna Lilith, so this had to have been some fucked up joke.Luna Lilith, I hadn’t heard much about, no one had. Except for the knowledge she was beautiful, nothing else was known.

Can Lilith accept her mate is fated to two and can Mykel let go of the past when he finds out who she is?

Rejected by her husband, Alpha, Evangeline decisively chooses divorce, only to discover he's deeply in love with his eldest brother's wife. Heartbroken, Evangeline is forced to feign innocence, guiding her husband to remove the mark he's placed on her so she can truly find freedom. Orphaned and without family, Evangeline's only source of warmth is her adopted brother, the handsome and powerful Alpha. But that warmth didn't last a few years before he ruthlessly abandoned her. Evangeline has always been the one who was not chosen, but when Alpha finally lost her, he realized he'd fallen deeply in love with her. Evangeline also gradually discovered the truth behind her brother's abandonment. What choice will she make?

“You don’t know me,” he murmured, pressing me against the mirrored wall of the room, his gaze sharp, burning with an intensity that made my heart race. “But your fiancé calls me ‘Uncle.’”
Uncle?
I gasped, trying and failing to stay composed. “Then why are you here?”
He leaned in, his voice low, almost a whisper. “To stop you from making the biggest mistake of your life—by marrying me instead.

Celeste Ashford had always been the perfect daughter—silent, obedient, and engaged to the man her family chose. But perfection is a prison, and the price is her life. Betrayed by her fiancé and half-sister and murdered by her stepmother, Celeste’s story should have ended in the coldness of a hospital room.
But fate had other plans.
She is reborn a month before her death, Celeste makes a choice that shatters the Ashford legacy—she walks away from her engagement and marries his uncle instead. Lucien Blackwell is cold, calculating, and infuriatingly untouchable. Their marriage is a contract. Their chemistry, undeniable. But behind his detached mask lies a secret powerful enough to bring empires to their knees—just like the one Celeste plans to burn down.
As lies unravel and enemies close in, Celeste discovers that her new husband isn’t who he claims to be. Neither is she. Because this time, she’s the woman rewriting the rules.
This time, she is out for revenge.

“I’ve only been in love with one person my entire life. She's the one the goddess chose for me. The one I dream of every damn night, she's the one that gives me a reason to want to fight to live. She's the one that can break me with just a tiny glance. I would gladly walk through hell for that girl, and you know what? Her name sure as hell isn't Jasmine or Ruby,” His large palm caressed me softly, and the intensity of his gaze bored hard into my soul. “I’m yours Aderyn. Yours alone. My heart, body, and soul belong to you. I don't want to die without you knowing that, my little witch,”


Alpha King Dylan Black is an ultimate vampire hybrid with a curse that has plagued his bloodline and pack for more than a century.

With less than a year to live, he's desperately searching for the answers to breaking his curse. Never did he expect it to come in the form of the beautiful Aderyn Hale. A mysterious human with lots of secrets and a dark past hunting her.

Aderyn Gibson is the last living witch of the Gibson family and the most powerful French Quarter witch alive.

When Aderyn accepted the one-year contract proposal offered by the handsome stranger, she never expected a single deal to change her life completely, and now the nightmares from her past resurfaced.

When Dylan's fate collides with Aderyn's destiny, they both discover he's the past she desperately wants to forget, and she's the one that holds the answer to the century-old curse, and worse, he insists on never letting her go.

She was a beauty queen with history, trying to live a new life in a big city. Little did she know, she is in for a big surprise destined to change her life forever.

He is a king with a longing so soul-deep, craving for the gift he had been waiting for his entire existence. What will he do when he finally finds her? Is he willing to share all his secrets just to be with her?

Romance/Non-human
MATURE CONTENT 18+

The letter arrived while I was fighting a burnt piece of toast.
There was no name on the envelope, but I knew where it came from—Star Ring Academy. A place I thought only existed in my mother's diary. A place that could teach me to control my magic. A place where I wouldn't have to keep pretending to be "normal."
What I didn't expect was that this place had its own marked person too.
Kain Ashworth. Every student and teacher avoided him. They said he was a curse. Dangerous. That everyone who got close would disappear.
So when he sat alone in the last row, I walked over and sat down next to him.
Everyone thought I'd lost my mind. But they didn't know that I understood loneliness—the kind where the whole world turns its back on you—better than anyone.
Then, out of nowhere, he recognized my last name. And he said to me: "You and I are the same kind of people."
I didn't quite understand. Was he saying he knew my secret?

Iris Quinn had a life worth having—until her father’s arrest stripped it all away.
The charges are a lie, orchestrated by the one family she’s always loathed: the Laurents. When Caesar Laurent offers a cold-blooded trade—her hand in marriage for her father's freedom, Iris realizes exactly who she’s dealing with.
The contract arrives before she's finished being angry. Two years minimum. No escape clause.
Caesar doesn't want her heart; he doesn't even pretend to. But he underestimated one thing: Iris Quinn has spent her life refusing to be controlled, and she isn't about to start now.
Caesar is used to winning. Iris is used to surviving. Neither expected the other to be quite this good at the game. She was supposed to be his prisoner—he wasn't supposed to lose sleep over her.

Shen BoHuai held an unlit cigar between his fingers, his eyes cold as ice.
When his gaze swept over me, there was not a trace of warmth—only bone-deep hatred.
"Ji TangZhou, know your place."
His voice was low and husky, every word cutting clearly into my ears.
"Starting today, you are no longer the adopted daughter doted on by the Shen family. From now on, you’re nothing but a nanny, a servant to wait on LingYi."
My body trembled violently, my fingers clutching tightly at the hem of my clothes.
I lifted my head, eyes red-rimmed, my voice trembling uncontrollably: "Shen BoHuai, you went to so much trouble to find me, just to make me be your and Jiang LingYi’s nanny? What right do you have? What happened back then..."
"Shut up!" Shen BoHuai cut me off sharply, crushing the cigar hard into the ashtray.

The night before the engagement, Rosaline was tricked by her cousin. She was drunk and sent to a stranger’s room. She broke free from their control, went to the next room through the window, and had a one-night stand with a mysterious man.

She didn't want to have anything to do with him, so she matched wits with him and finally escaped. The man stared at silhouette with a smile: "You will never escape from me."

It was five years later when they met again. Neither of them recognized each other, but she was stopped by him in a dramatic way,
"Sir, anything can I do for you?"
"Yes."
"So, what's the matter?"
"I need a wife." He looked at her, and his lips twitching slightly.
"Sir, I don't quite understand what you mean."
"I needed a wife, and you are just the right one for me."
"What! Why?"
"I don't like women who are too beautiful or too smart."
“...”
"I'll see you at the Bureau House at ten a.m. tomorrow."
“...”
What?Was she proposed by the richest bachelor in this City!

Elsie looked forward to the day she would turn eighteen, wanting to find her mate so she could be free from the torment of her stepmother, the ruthless Luna who had taken over her pack after her father’s death.

Things get worse when her stepbrothers, the notorious Alpha triplets return, and they continue to abuse and mistreat her, taking her as their very own plaything. Even still, Elsie believed she had a chance to escape.

But what happens when the mate she had been yearning for all her life turns out to be the step brothers who despise her?

Will Elsie find a way to evade her fate? Or will she succumb to the mate bond?

Four desperate men—Adrian Kane, Liam Cross, Ezra Black, and Damien Hart—receive identical invitations promising unimaginable wealth in just thirty days.
There’s only one condition: survive.

Taken to a secluded estate and cut off from the outside world, they are thrown into a series of escalating challenges where failure is not an option—it’s a death sentence. What begins as a high-stakes competition for money quickly turns into something far more sinister: a controlled experiment designed by a shadowy organization that rewards ruthlessness and punishes hesitation.

Alliances form. Trust shatters. And every decision comes with a cost.

As the days grow darker, the truth becomes clear—this is not a game meant to be beaten. It is a system designed to break them, reshape them, and choose only one survivor.

In the end, only one will walk away.

And survival may be the worst fate of all

“I, Orion Henderson, reject you, Lyra Onyxvale, as my mate and the future Luna of the Crescent Pack. I also reject the bastard in your stomach you claim is my child. I wouldn’t touch you if you were the last woman on earth. And if I truly am the one who impregnated you, may the Moon Goddess strike me dead right here, right now.”

He announced it in front of the whole pack, holding the scarred cursed scroll in his arms.

I looked up, waiting for the thunder that should have struck him down for his lies. He was the father of my child, I knew it. But the Moon Goddess turned her back on me when I needed her most. Nothing happened. And that was enough to make everyone believe I was a whore, trying to pin my pregnancy on the Alpha.

“Since my innocence has been cleared, I hereby sentence you and your unborn child to death by stoning.”


After suffering seventeen years of bullying from her pack, Lyra thought her only salvation would come from finding her mate. But fate was cruel. Her mate turned out to be Orion, the Alpha of the Crescent Pack, and her younger sister’s boyfriend.

When Orion slept with her, she thought it meant the end of his affair. Instead, he abandoned her the next morning. Weeks later, when she discovered she was pregnant, he refused to claim the child. Worse, he framed her and sentenced her to death.

But fate had other plans. Lyra was given a second chance mate… two, in fact. The Valentino brothers. Damien, the ruthless Lycan King who kills for sport, and Damian, the brilliant tech genius with a dangerous past.

Would they be her salvation, or destroy what's left of her heart?

Adrianna is forced to marry a prince, rumoured to be a demon - the son of the devil himself. Her life takes a sad turn when she discovers she is only a tool for revenge.
    What will happen when her guide, Eva, informs her she is the only way to bring back light into Austeria? Follow the love story between Adrianna, a humble Prince with a pure soul - and Rainier, the demon Prince, in their quest to retrieve the lost Kingdom of Austeria.

Accepting her fate as a slave, Danica Grimsley, the low born Omega never thought that she had to share her love not with her mate Konrad Winston only but with his enemy as well, Cassius Winston, the king of Lycans. When secrets threatened to spoil her life, Danica needed to choose between revenge and fate. Worst of all, both Alphas wanted not just her body but her soul.

Dalia Bloodoath has known nothing but rejection. Branded a bad omen as the black wolf of Bloodmoon Pack, she was betrayed by her father, despised by her sister, and left motherless before she could even remember her face.
When her father trades her to the Lycan Kingdom, Dalia expects another prison—until she discovers the truth. The Lycan King himself is her fated mate.
Alaric Muskbane has ruled with steel and silence since the murder of his mother and the loss of the mate he believed he could never replace.
Hardened by grief, he refuses to accept another bond—especially with the daughter of a pack steeped in betrayal. Yet the mark on Dalia’s skin, the fire in her blood, and the prophecy she carries make her impossible to ignore.
But fate is never simple.
Shadows stir in the cursed woods. Rogues gather under a rogue king who seems to be determined to end the werewolf race as we know it.
As past lives unravel through dreams and ancient ruins, Dalia and Alaric must face the truth: they have loved and lost each other before. And if history repeats itself, she may die again–this time with more lives at stake.
Caught between deception and destiny, betrayal and forgiveness, Dalia must choose: surrender to fear, or embrace the power of the black wolf and fight for a love that defies death itself.

When I called my husband with trembling hands, clutching my cancer diagnosis, all I heard was his sweet laughter with his young, hot influencer girlfriend. Ten years of marriage, and when I needed him most, he chose betrayal.

In divorce court, I was painted as the "crazy ex-wife" while the entire internet mocked me. Everyone took their side. No one knew I was fighting for my life.

Until the day he finally learned the truth.

I remember that frost-covered train door like it was the last thing I ever saw. Because it was.
The escape spot I’d spent three years scraping together? My fiancée was sitting in it, wearing my parka. Her brother had my hiking boots on his feet. Her mother clutched the medical kit I’d carried six miles through ash-covered roads. And Caleb Frost—the ex she’d sworn was just “someone from the past”—stood in the seat that should have been mine, lifting my silver emergency flask in a toast.
While I froze out in the subzero ash storm, my lungs burning like they were filled with shards of broken glass, they turned their backs to me under the warm yellow light inside.
Then I woke up.
The calendar read May 3, 2041. Exactly one year before the Yellowstone chain eruption would turn the northern hemisphere into a frozen grave.
On the TV, experts were still downplaying the volcanic tremors, insisting there was no immediate risk to the public. My fiancée walked into the bedroom wearing one of my white shirts, carrying coffee in the blue mug she’d bought with my card. She reached for my forehead, asking if I’d had a bad dream.
None of them know I’ve already died once.
They’re still plotting how to make me pay for her brother’s failed investments, how to sneak texts to her old boyfriend, how to use me as their most obedient, most useful doormat until the world ends. I’ve sold the downtown office towers, mortgaged the lakefront house, bought the abandoned geothermal station no one wanted in the dead mountains, and signed a stack of engineering contracts they’ll never bother to read.
They still smile and thank me, tell me I’m the best fiancé in the world.
They have no idea who will be holding the key to the door, when the sky goes dark forever and the snow never stops falling.

“Smile, Natalie,” Callum whispered before he walked onstage.

So I smiled while he thanked another woman for the crisis plan I had written. I smiled when he pinned my grandmother’s sapphire brooch to her dress. I even smiled when his message came in, canceling our nineteenth appointment at the county clerk’s office.

Then I walked out with our unsigned marriage license papers in my purse and called the one CEO he hated most.

By the time Callum realized I wasn’t waiting anymore, I had already taken my name, my work, and my future back.

I gave my Alpha fiancé to my stepsister.

My mother's face lit up. "You're giving Damon to Maya? Don't come crying later, Kira. That man is the most powerful Alpha alive."

I won't. Never again.

Last life, I married him. Suffocated for three years.

He wanted a perfect Luna. I showed up to the full moon gala in a mini skirt. The elite ladies circled in—*"Shameless. Like a bitch in heat."* Damon walked over, draped his jacket over my shoulders.

I thought he was protecting me.

"Must you embarrass me like this?" His voice cut like ice. "Every damn time."

That's when I knew: he loved the perfect Luna. Not me.

Then came the conservative gowns, endless etiquette training, and every time I fought back—*"Pack law, Kira. Obey."*

Until the flames took me, I swore: If I ever got another chance, I would never marry that man.

I woke the night before our engagement and pushed the contract away. "Let Maya be his perfect Luna. I just want my freedom."

But I didn't expect—

When Damon discovered the switch, the cold Alpha completely lost it.

After months of being bullied at school, things got even worse—the bullies said they wanted to come to my house.
Wanted to see what kind of family a "dog" like me came from.
I begged them, sobbing, not to do it.
Because my dad is a serial killer. My mom is a twisted murderer. And my brother is a full-blown psychopath.
If they come to my house, they will die.

"Where is my son?"
My husband wouldn't look at me.
I had just come out of anesthesia. The bassinet next to my hospital bed was empty — except for a stack of cash, a christening card, and a ring pinned to the corner of the card.
The card had another woman's name in the godmother box.
That woman walked in behind my husband. She picked up the ring and slid it onto her own finger.
"He's safe, sweetheart. We've been talking about this for months."
My husband is Damiano Marchetti. He runs the family that runs this city. The woman wearing the ring is his father's young widow.
The baby on that card is my son.
For four years now I have been the woman this house pretends not to see. The wife told to use the servants' entrance. The mother of a boy who calls another woman Mommy.
Last night I asked my husband for a divorce.
He laughed in my face.
He has no idea how much that's going to cost him.

The Vane family has carried the vampire's curse for generations. Of every pair of twin sisters born into our bloodline, one will not live to see twenty-five.

Everyone assumed it was my sister — the one always coughing up blood.

Nobody knew that for twenty years, every full moon, the one gritting her teeth through the pain, never making a sound, was me.

The Divine took pity on me and gave me three chances. Win the genuine love of my parents, my brother, or my husband — any one of them — and the curse would lift.

Three chances. Three failures.

The only hope I had left was the baby inside me, seven months along. Bring him into this world, and I'd live.

Then my husband kicked open my hospital room door. My own brother pulled on a surgical gown and picked up a knife. My parents signed the forms outside.

They were going to cut me open, take the last thing keeping me alive, and use it to save my "cursed" sister.

After my life slipped away entirely, the truth came out.

So why is it that the people who sent me to my death are the ones who lost their minds?

On our fifth anniversary, Caspian gifted me a luxury yacht bearing my name. Everyone said I was the luckiest woman alive.
But when I finally conceived his child and prepared to share the news, his mistress sent me photos—him cradling a baby she'd given him, his eyes filled with a tenderness I'd never seen.
Five years of waiting, five years of infertility—all an elaborate lie.
He once whispered in my ear: "Even if every man in the world betrays his wife, I never will. You're my life. Without you, I can't survive."
I quietly packed, left behind my pregnancy report and all the evidence, and drove away. Three hours later, he received the call: my car exploded on the highway. No survivors.
From that day on, the most powerful man in Valen City lost his mind completely.

I saw a post on Reddit, "Urgent! How do I convince my wife to donate bone marrow to my mistress?"

I scoffed and typed back, "What a piece of shit."

Right after I hit send, my husband came home. He grasped my hand, his voice shaky: "You have leukemia... but it's okay, we found a donor."

His right eye twitched—he always did that when he lied.

Then I remembered the worst comment on that post, "Trick your wife into thinking she's the patient."

Life imitating the internet, apparently.

He wanted to harvest my bone marrow for someone else.

When I finally saw his mistress's face, my world fell apart.

I never thought his mistress would be her......

I took a bullet for my husband five years ago. He married me in the ICU before the anesthesia wore off.
Raffaele Santoro—heir to the most powerful mafia family in Italy—told me I was his everything. He bought a castle and named it after me. He reserved a grave beside his parents so we'd lie together for eternity.
While I was pumping my body full of hormones for our fourth round of IVF, he was across town watching his childhood sweetheart give birth to twin boys.
He named one of them Dante—the name I'd chosen for our future son.
The night I found out, I was seven weeks pregnant with his child.
I didn't tell him.
I called my best friend and said: I need everyone to think I'm dead.

Connor Mitchell and I are the golden couple of our industry. Everyone sees him as the devoted husband, always bringing me soup when I work late into the night.

On our fifth wedding anniversary, he gave me an expensive diamond necklace and posted something sweet on Instagram. The comments were all variations of the same thing: jealousy.

I used to believe it too.

Until I cut my trip to Europe short and got into that SUV. The passenger seat was set at the wrong angle, too far forward for my height. A contact lens case fell out of the sun visor, and neither of us wears contacts.

When I had my cousin pull the dashcam footage and saw him with his arm around some petite girl getting into the car, the truth hit me. My attentive husband, the one who called me every night I was away, had been using my connections and resources to play successful mentor to a twenty-two-year-old intern.

The irony is, he thinks he's gotten away with it. He has no idea I can see right through every move he makes.

Once rot sets into a perfect marriage, no amount of perfume can hide the stench.

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.

"I need him off of me! Why did I let him touch me?" She collapses onto the floor and rests her head against the tile. "Why doesn't anyone who is good ever want me?"
I reach over and lightly touch the bruise on her neck.
"This isn't your fault, Alicia."
"It is."
"No. Wanting to be held and touched and to feel good... that's nothing to be ashamed about. It's a basic need to want to feel affection...to feel good. But how did he do it was wrong. You don't need to feel dirty. A decent man wouldn't use your body or any woman's body to degrade her."
I kiss the bruises on her arms and kiss the bruise on her hip.
"I would never."


On the surface, 28-year-old Alicia Johnson has it all. A successful advertising agency, a penthouse in Manhattan, and everything she could possibly want at her disposal.
She also has a secret addiction resulting from years of abuse from her rich and powerful parents.
When her company snags an important account with a prestigious law firm, Alicia finds herself drawn to the dark and mysterious Jonathan Hutchinson Jr., son of legal extraordinaire John Hutchinson.
But Jonathan has a secret of his own, he is also an addict who is fighting demons of his past.
As Alicia and Jonathan’s worlds unravel, their love is tested by old wounds, destructive habits, and the painful truths they've both tried to bury.
When past secrets are revealed, they soon find themselves heading on a downward spiral of self destruction. Will their love for eachother be enough to pull them from rock bottom? Or will they lose everything?

（There is a lot of sexual and stimulating content， minors are not allowed to read!!!）
However, Leon was the useless son-in-law that everyone looked down upon, but no one knew his true identity.
When Leon turned around and sat in his Rolls-Royce Phantom, those who had looked down on him knelt before him, calling him "BOSS" in terror!
His wife cried and begged him: "Leon，I still love you, please don't leave me."
His mother-in-law knelt down and said: "Boss, I know I was wrong!"

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?”

Zyliah Smith had it all, until betrayal shattered her world. A scandal, a one-night stand, and a secret she never saw coming. Now, six years later, she's back with twin sons and a new name, ready to bury the past. But fate isn't finished with her yet.

When the man from that long-forgotten night reappears, wealthy, ruthless, and dangerously captivated, Zyliah is pulled into a storm of old lies, new desires, and a love she never dared to hope for.

But the past always has claws.
And this time, it wants everything.

Twenty-two years old Paige Moretti is struggling with her son and her very demanding job with low salary,she lives her life full with regret and sadness as to why she made the mistake that changed her whole life but things take a huge turn when her boss had a meeting with someone she never wanted to see again in life…Jace Russo….read and find out what life has in stall for them after 6 years.

When is the worst time to tell someone he’s going to be a father?
Probably the day of the wedding…
When he is getting married to someone else.

Well, that is exactly what I did.
But my hands were tied.
Literally.

Matvey Groza is a dangerous man.
And nine months ago, he strolled into my shop looking for a custom suit.
But when I accidentally walked in on him in the changing room,
I was the one that ended up needing a new set of clothes.

It was a one-time mistake.
After that… good riddance.

But the pregnancy test I took a month later had other plans.

I kept it a secret from everyone.
Or so I thought.
But when Matvey’s enemies learned that I was pregnant with his child,
they kidnapped me and held me hostage.

Until I broke free and ran as fast as I could.
And I had no one else to turn to but the devil himself.

What better time for me to enter the church…
… than as the pastor says, “Speak now or forever hold your peace"?

I got pregnant from a one-night-stand.
I wasn’t going to tell the father…
Until I walked into the office and found out he’s my new boss.

Here’s some advice: Don’t sleep with your boss.
Here’s some more: Don’t sleep with your married boss.
And while I’m at it: Don’t sleep with your married, dangerous, billionaire, completely-incapable-of-feeling boss, because all he’s going to do is break your heart and your body and leave you to cry in the ashes.

But I’ve never been good at taking my own advice.
In my defense, I didn’t know that Nikolai Zhukova was any of those things when we met.
I just thought he was the gray-eyed sinner in first class.
And when I started having a panic attack at the sudden turbulence, I thought he was the kind soul calming me down.

But Nikolai is the farthest thing from kind.
He’s cruel, he’s powerful, he’s arrogant.
And now, according to the test in my hand…
He’s the father of my baby.

THIS FANTASY ROMANCE IS RATED 18+ AND NOT SUITABLE FOR PERSONS UNDER THE AGE OF 18

Ever since Greg’s parents were gruesomely murdered by a radial alpha king by name Lord Mayor, he has been out to bring vengeance upon Lord Mayor and his household, and he would stop at nothing.
Meanwhile Greg has a mate, Sasha, whom he loves so much and on her eighteenth birthday after she scented him to be her mate she made a maddening revelation that would definitely spark up enmity between them.
What would be the fate of Greg now he knows that Lord Mayor is Sasha’s father and it is he that murdered his parents some time ago?
Would their Cinderella-love conquer all or would Greg’s vengeance say otherwise?
Their destiny has a role to play; either of them would decide. .
Let’s flip the pages to find out.

I needed to be inside of her again so desperately that the moment she moved enough that her legs parted, I couldn't help myself. She was already wet again, and my cock slipped inside of her with shocking ease. Her right heat gripped me so exquisitely I thought I would burst.In the room's silence, I could hear her breathing pick up, but when I looked down, she still appeared asleep. Yet she now clenched her eyes shut and her lips parted in a silent moan.I let more of my weight settle on her as I pushed deeper inside of her slick pussy. Her body welcomed me eagerly, and I exhaled sharply at the satisfaction of filling her. Fucking Rhea was the best experience of my life. I wanted to have her as much as I could. Something told me she enjoyed me as well. The way in her and how she moaned when she came on my cock seemed genuine."Aleksander," she whispered my name, and I shoved into her harder at the sound of her breathy voice. "Ah!" She gasped and her arms flew up to wrap around my ribs.

"The entire wealthy circle in Seattle knew how much Stella Carlson loved Aaron Malone. People watched the childhood sweethearts grow from inexperience to maturity, finally getting married in a grand wedding ceremony.

On the day of the wedding, despite the alliance between the Carlson and Malone families, the groom ran away. Stella knew that Aaron had rushed to L.A. to take care of his ex-girlfriend, who had attempted suicide.

Unwilling to become the laughingstock of all Seattle, she gritted her teeth and dialed the number of her adversary, her tone almost commanding, "Ethan, come and marry me now. This is your only chance for revenge."

On the other end, Ethan Powers raised an eyebrow as he gripped his phone, staring at the floor littered with cigarette butts. "Did the groom run away?" he asked. "My darling."

This story chronicles the life of Damien Sky and Adeline James from their teenage years to adulthood.
When Adeline James met Damien Sky in her new high school, she instantly hated him. He was arrogant, obnoxious, and a playboy. She wanted to avoid him at all costs.
But Damien felt different. He thought Adeline was the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes on, and he decided he had to have her no matter what. Much to his dismay, Adeline avoided him like the plague. She thought she could escape him forever, but fate had other plans for her. She realized that no matter what, she could never escape Damien, especially since he had been harboring a secret. A secret that will change her life forever and bind them together. Will she continue to hate him? Or will Damien finally win her heart?
This book is co-written by Eva Harlowe

Damien Sterling is evil. He is so evil he wants me to pretend to be his fiancee before he can help me find my missing sister. The same woman he claimed to be his first love.
"Call it what you may. I'll only help you if we work together on something."
Me? Work together with Damien Sterling?
"What do we work on?"
"You mean, what are we working on?" A beat of silence. Then, he spoke. "We are going to get engaged. I mean, you're going to act like we are engaged. For six months."
"Ha!" I cackled, face blank of expression. Then, a burst of laughter escaped me. While he watched me like I was crazy, I just kept on laughing.
"Are you crazy? I'll be playing house? With you?"
"I'm serious."
While playing house with the billionaire devil, I must let go of my dream to be the top investigative journalist of Westmore Times and avoid falling for my missing sister's first love. Will this be possible when we are stuck in the same building, filled with heat and forbidden passion crackling between us?

Jolene "Jo" is a cynical, ambitious small-town paralegal whose paranormal vlogging career is going nowhere. Desperate for a viral hit, her life explodes when she wakes up naked, sticky, and newly turned in a concrete room full of terrified strangers. The news? She’s a werewolf, a new responsibility for the impossibly handsome, enigmatic, and utterly ill-tempered Alpha Lexington.

Lexington makes it crystal clear: most new turnlings die before the second full moon, and if she survives, she belongs to his pack. But to Jo, this isn't a terrifying curse—it's the content gold she's been waiting for. She starts documenting her bizarre, terrifying, and surprisingly entertaining supernatural life, determined to make her 'My First Shift' vlog the biggest sensation on VidHub.

Her antics quickly draw the ire of the most powerful being on the continent: Merrick, the lethal and uncompromising Lycan King. He sees her rogue vlogging as a threat to his world’s secrecy, and tasks Lexington with the impossible: bring the feisty new wolf to heel or face the King’s wrath.

Unbeknownst to Jo (and the King himself), Merrick recognizes her as his fated mate—a destiny he has vowed never to accept. As Jo's bright, defiant personality starts to chip away at the sullen, dangerous existence of his pack, the King finds himself helplessly watching her channel, falling a little more in love with the chaotic wolf he's supposed to silence forever.

Jolene's journey is a battle for survival, not just against her shifting body and dangerous Alpha, but against a destiny written by a Lycan King who loves her too much to ever claim her.

When Evan Sterling discovered Estera Roberts lurking in the shadows of his father's mansion in Charlestown he thought she was a trespasser and a thief.
But not the kind he had feared...
She stole his young heart, making it impossible to love another. When his father told him he had to court and marry the daughter of a business associate to save their empire, he refused until his father made him witness him and Estera having sex. With his young heart shattered, he went after Estera to confront her only to discover she was gone.
Years later, and now married, he attended a friend's bachelor party and found a hauntingly familiar figure amongst the masked seductresses. Intoxicated, and having no inhibition, he cornered her, insisting on a private dance at any cost.
Having gotten his way to have her alone, Evan unveiled the mask dancer and wasn't surprised to find it was Estera.
A heated exchange led to a passionate encounter, and now Evan knew his father, Edward, had deceived him. But when he woke up the following day he found Estera gone. Confused and upset he went back to Charlestown for answers, but even with the truth shattering his entire existence, he knew he could not dare to go after Estera because he could not give her the forever after she deserved.
When a health crisis forced him to rush his wife to a hospital in New York, he saw Estera with a child that was a mirror image of himself. The event exposed a deeper sinister plot much more than he could ever imagine. And now he doesn’t only have to contend with his family and in-laws, but also Estera’s sexy boss, who seems to have a hold on her as well.

My life was so dark that I couldn't see the future. Finally, someone took me away with the money.

He is a cold man, his life is full of secrets and riddles. In fact, it appeared as if it had been planned for me.

As time goes by, Will I be able to see that future?

Dead after saving a family from a zombies attack, Maya finds that she has been rebirth to a peaceful world where zombies are just fictional stories used to scare bad kids. Living comfortably is her new goal. But the current body she used, Finola, seemed to have been engaged with someone before she finally used the body.

Forced by her 'family', Maya must marry a crippled man who is notorious for his bad temper and rumored to be dead soon enough. But that's not the only problem she has right now. Evan, her husband seems to have a lot of people who want to take his life all the time.

Using her previous life experience, Maya starts her new life as a wife of a cold billionare from that day on!

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She’s fire wrapped in silk. He’s ice laced with fangs. And when they collide, the world burns.

In the velvet shadows of Vancouver’s most dangerous secrets, RedLine — an underground club pulsing with magic, blood, and desire — is where vampires come to indulge. But when Katalim, a woman cloaked in mystery, steps into this world, everything changes.

Locked away for years, she’s finally free — but not safe. Katalim isn’t just a witch — she’s a weapon. Her power? The ability to channel raw sexual energy, bending it to her will. It’s intoxicating, addictive… and feared.

Enter Ryder Cornwall — cold, untouchable, and loyal only to the Coven. He’s assigned to protect her. But from the moment he tastes her magic, he wants more. Her scent drives him mad. Her secrets haunt him. And her body? It might just ruin him.

As their chemistry erupts into obsession, enemies close in. Katalim’s past is darker than anyone imagined. And Ryder must decide — break every rule for her, or watch her be claimed by a monster from the shadows.

Twisted Fate is paranormal erotica at its most wicked—dripping with forbidden heat, dangerous magic, and a love so intense it might destroy them both. It is perfect for readers who like their vampires dominant, their witches dangerous, and their romances deliciously dirty.

Evil never sleeps.Technology is dead, and the world grows wild with dangers born from legend. Kenyatta and his friends brave unknown horrors to stand against a massive horde of the most feared monsters in the abyss. Demonic enemies appear out the shadows, and five warriors unite to stop the tide of evil before it washes over the land, and envelopes the world in darkness.