2241 Book(s) Related to His Obsession Her Revenge

"Psalm is a good friend. He is nice to me, he didn't do anything to me." Finally. I didn't stutter. I saw how his eyebrows shot up.

"Oh, really? Humans are never nice to anyone Klea. You know that, they just come and go. Meet you and hurt you. Just like what your mother did." He said sternly.

"No

My name is Athena, and my twin sister Vanessa and I are the great-granddaughters of the moon goddess. Growing up life was hard. I felt like an outcast, constantly getting into trouble just to get noticed but nothing worked, and eventually depression set in. My life wasn't the same until my grandfather's annual masquerade ball at the Royal Kingdom. When he grabbed my hand, I felt the sparks and instantly knew he was my mate. I finally thought I would be accepted by someone until my heart shattered when I saw him kissing my sister. That night when the clock struck twelve all bets were off, I turned eighteen and got my wolf. Now Venus and I will stop at nothing to take back what is ours. He is my mate!

"You're terrible in bed! The stamina of a goldfish! I want someone else!"
"Oh yeah? Who exactly?"
"Someone who can actually keep up!"
My husband's jaw ticked. That night, he proved exactly how much stamina he had—and I could barely walk the next morning.

Three years of marriage. Three years of negative pregnancy tests. Desperate times called for desperate measures—so I pushed every button he had, hoping to finally conceive.
One reckless night of passion later, I thought we'd finally made progress.
Instead, divorce papers slammed into my hands.
"Anyone could mother my child," he said coldly. "Literally anyone but you."

Six years later, I returned from overseas—CEO of a medical empire, renowned archaeologist, certified gemologist, and secret heiress to the nation's wealthiest family. Oh, and I brought along my adorable twin geniuses.
My multiple identities? Mind. Blown.
Meanwhile, my ex-husband's dirty secret hit tabloids: He's firing blanks. Always has been.

Just as I'm about to marry my charming new fiancé (who actually appreciates me), my ex corners me in a hotel suite. His eyes bloodshot, voice cracking:
"You're the only one—the ONLY one—who can be my children's mother. My love. Please..."
Too bad, buddy. You snooze, you lose.
💎 Revenge. Rebirth. Twin Chaos. And one groveling ex who's about to learn what he lost. 💎

On the day he handed me the divorce papers to be with his first love, I found out I was pregnant. After three years of a loveless marriage, my heart was finally dead. I signed the papers, hid my baby bump, and vanished on a flight to France.
Everyone thought I was just a discarded wealthy wife, never knowing I had taken the most precious secret with me.
Months later, when he saw me heavily pregnant standing beside another man, the aloof CEO completely lost his composure. 'The child... is it mine?'
I smiled coldly. 'Sir, we are already divorced. This has nothing to do with you.'

For three years, I loved Liam, a man obsessed with cleanliness. Yet he made endless exceptions for Chloe. Public shame and hurt pushed me to leave. I reclaimed my life, gained a powerful family and a sincere lover, as the selfish man paid dearly for his choices

Three years ago, I nearly died giving birth to my son.

My husband Elias wasn't by my side—he was outside, ready to rip my baby from my arms and hand him to his dead brother's widow.

"We owe her this."

As I screamed and bled, Elias made his decree: "Aria stays away from the boy. She comes near him, she gets the silver whip."

They gave my son to Vivienne. I wasn't even allowed to see his face.

For three years, I tried everything to reach him.

Scaled walls—got twenty-three scars across my back. Snuck in as a maid—starved for seven days. Crashed his third birthday—thrown in ice water until I couldn't feel my legs.

Every time, worse punishment. Elias started looking at me like I'd lost my mind.

Then yesterday, fire ripped through the house. Flames swallowed the nursery.

Everyone screamed, including Vivienne—but she didn't move.

Only I ran in.

I pulled Asher out, barely breathing.

When he woke up, he shoved me away and clung to Vivienne, sobbing: "Mommy! She's here again! Make her GO! You said she'd leave if I was good!"

Three years of lies had erased me completely.

I dropped to my knees, voice breaking: "Call me 'Mom' just once. Then I'll disappear forever."

My husband was a vampire lord, bound by a blood oath to the Elders. Forbidden from ever completing a mate bond.
But he bonded with me anyway. Every time he felt something for me, the oath punished him — ten minutes of agony. He endured it ninety-nine times and told me it was worth it.
To prove it, he carved a mark into my collarbone with his own blood. A promise: if I was ever in danger, he'd come for me. No matter what.
Then the Crimson Blight came — an ancient death curse, meant for another woman. His precious, fragile Elowen. And instead of letting it take her, he transferred it onto me.
I woke up chained in the sealed chamber beneath our own manor, blood core burning from the inside out. When I couldn't take any more, I activated his mark and reached through the bond for help.
I heard his voice. But he wasn't talking to me.
"She's a Blood Hunter. She can take it. She should bear this for me."
He didn't know I was three months pregnant with his child.

I died in Vincent Corleone’s arms—the ruthless mafia don—watching him break down before taking his own life to follow me.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back three years earlier, on the day I was sent to him as a pawn.
He lounged by the window, two buttons of his black shirt undone, cigar in hand. His gaze swept over me.
“I hear you can cure my insomnia?”
I stepped closer, letting my skirt brush his knee, my fingers tracing his open collar.
“Not just that,” I murmured. “I can make you let go of every defense… and never want to leave my bed.”
His eyes darkened. He pulled me hard against him, cedar and whiskey wrapping around me.
“Ambitious,” he said, his lips hovering near mine.
“Let’s see if you’ll use your mouth… or your body.”

“Tell me, my sweet Mila, do you want me to stop?”

“No!” I gasp.

“Good, because no matter what, no matter who walks in, I won't,” He promised.

Killian Knight was many things, dangerous, a certified killer, devastatingly handsome, my father's business partner and married. He was not just off limits, he was forbidden, he was a sin and I was tempted enough to risk the hell fire.

He was everything that could ruin me and my body, my mind and my soul; everything was ready for it.

Mila Anderson’s life takes an unexpected turn when she succumbs to the magnetic allure of her father’s enigmatic and dangerous mafia associate. What she doesn’t know is that Killian Knight has the power to unravel everything she’s carefully built. One secret revealed could bring it all crashing down.

For Killian, one night with Mila changes everything. She’s everything he desires, yet she comes with her own web of secrets—and he’s determined to uncover every single one.

*** “Get back here Bella. Do not even try because you can't get away from me, do not let me catch you myself.”
“I don't want to have anything to do with you," she retorted angrily.
“Oh, sweetheart, that is totally on you. Do you know how long I have been invested in you?”

“You kidnapped me and brought me here. I don't want to be here and I'm not letting you touch me," her voice was so strong.
He loved her challenge: it only made him harder.

"Me touching you is definitely happening. You absolutely can't resist it for too long: you can only enjoy it now,” he said in a low, dangerous voice. With that, he quickly ran around the kitchen counter and caught her.
“Got you… You can't run away from me Bella; no matter how hard you try I will always find you.

“Let me go… now,” she shouted.

“Not when I'm still breathing baby, you will love every single thing I do to you” he carried her over his shoulder to the bedroom…

At a young age, Mirabella Antonio lost everything.
Her parents died suddenly in a car crash. They died with a debt tagged to their names. A year later, her older brother, David was murdered in cold blood, trying to keep her safe and pay off the debt their parents owed. And the man at the center of it all was Hunter Groves.

Four years later, he saw her again.
He wants her.
And Hunter doesn’t ask. He only takes.
She opposed him in every way possible but he took her in every way possible. He is determined to imprint himself on her body and soul and that he did.

Note; Dark romance; Male lead is a totally obsessed psychopath. Trigger warnings

Three months behind on rent.

A life on the verge of collapse.

And a past that never stopped haunting her.

Emília Gray is about to lose everything, her home, her future in Medicine, and the last shred of sanity she has left. Drowning in debt, hunger, and pride, she refuses to depend on anyone.

Especially him.

Years ago, Dante Faulkner didn’t just break her heart.

He destroyed her.

What once was first love turned into an open wound, into hatred, into a silent craving for revenge she has never been able to satisfy.

Now, as the city sinks into fear under the shadow of the mysterious “Faceless Ones,” dark figures tied to brutal disappearances, Emilia is barely surviving.

Until the night everything changes.

Until the moment she’s cornered and recognizes the voice she swore she would never hear again.

Dante is back.

Colder. More dangerous. More unrecognizable than ever.

This time, he did not return to finish what he started.

He came to collect.

Trapped in a game where past and present collide, where secrets rise and the truth may be more cruel than betrayal itself, Emilia is forced to face what she fears the most.

The man who still has the power to destroy her.

Or consume her completely.

Because some loves do not die.

They return, darker.

Let me go "

" Never "

" I don't want any of this I have someone my heart beats for please let me go "

She wept uncontrollably ,nonstop it felt as if her world was coming to an end ,how on earth was she suppose to live with this monster ,how was she suppose to accept the fate that zeus( Father of all gods) had placed on her No she's no going to accept this ,infact she needs to escape from this hell hole .

" I will never marry you infact I refused to be subjected to a life of mockery , My sister loves you why don't you go for her instead "

" I don't want anyone else it's you I want ,when a king makes a declaration he doesn't go back on his word ,so listen careful you will be my wife, the mother of my children ,And my queen "

Valerie parker ,A twenty two years old girl living her life in a peaceful environment ,not minding what people think about her , Until king Edward theodore, A tyrant king ,many call him the son of the devil .came into her life ,she tried all her best to resist the monster but it since the monster wouldn't want to.let her go for any reason ,she had no option but to accept how fate .

find out what happened in this mind blowing Romance .

Avery Mills never imagined her father’s political dreams would cost her freedom.
Forced into marriage with Xander Presley the heir of the Presley empire. Avery quickly learns her new husband is haunted by the ghost of a woman he once loved. Lilith Meyers is gone… but Avery’s uncanny resemblance to her keeps Xander trapped in obsession.

Xander’s need for his Lilith was dangerous, pulling Avery into a twisted web of love, grief, and possession. As if navigating her fragile marriage isn’t enough, Avery soon discovers another enemy lurking in the shadows. Marco Presley, Xander’s ruthless stepbrother, who will stop at nothing to steal the fortune and legacy that should be Xander’s.

Torn between protecting her husband and saving herself, Avery fights to hold her place in a world built on power, betrayal, and secrets. But when Lilith returns from the past, alive and unforgiving, Avery’s carefully balanced world threatens to shatter.

Now Avery must ask herself. Will Xander choose her… or the woman he could never let go?

“Strip.” He ordered simply, his eyes boring tentatively, “I'll not give you the liberty of picking up your clothes if you will not do as you're told.”
“You married me to get revenge on me!” I spat, angrily. “You are not supposed to have any carnal knowledge of me, I won't let it happen.”
He smiled. The same smile that cuts across his lips yet doesn't reach his face.
“You want me to have sex with you?”
“Isn't that what you mean by stripping?”
I asked, confusion boldly written on my face. A loud, dry mocking laugh from him almost made me wish for death.
“No wife.” He whispered, standing up from the bed towards me. “I don't want to see any of my properties on you in my house, I want you tattered and extremely void, I want to see what you will do when you're all bare before me.” I stumbled backwards at the hatred in his voice. “I want to see you at your lowest, Now strip!”

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Getting out of prison to meet her loving husband Grey Addison slamming into her best friend Nora on the day of her release isn't the welcome party Moore was expecting.
Divorced and chased out of her property by people she loved most pushed her into the very home of her father she swore never to return to. Moore got home to meet the shock of her life, one greater than the betrayal of her husband and best friend.

She's to Marry the very man she rejected six years ago for Grey!
Lucien returned to ask for her hand in the cruellest way. On the day of her divorce, she got married to the man she knew had nothing but resentment for her.

I have recurring dreams about a mysterious man who watches over me as I sleep. But I know he can’t be real—at least, that’s what I thought until today.

I’ve spent my life running with my mother. She always said we couldn’t stay in one place for more than six months. Whenever I asked why, she never gave me an answer.

On my 18th birthday, I decided to apply to university. I thought it was a good way to start adulthood. I should’ve listened to my mother.

The consequence of disobeying her came that same day. The reason we’ve been running all these years was to escape my sadistic, mafia father. His first words to me were: “You showed up at the perfect age to get married. Go get ready to meet your fiancé.”

I had to behave—for the sake of my mother’s safety.

My fiancé was old enough to be my grandfather and looked at me like I was his favorite dessert. But he wasn’t the one who caught my attention. His son did.

Standing beside the man I was promised to… was the man from my dreams, in the flesh—dangerous, tempting, and very real.

All I want now is to find a way to escape, but now that I know he exists, I realize I won’t get very far.

"Your body knew he wasn't your mate," Dante growled against my throat, his hands claiming me in the darkness. "That's why you couldn't conceive with him. You were waiting for me."


I was a wolf without a pack—exiled, broken, accepted by an Alpha who saw me as nothing more than a convenient wife. For three years, I tried to be enough. To give Marcus the heir he demanded, to ignore the whispers that called me barren, to pretend I didn't see the way he looked at my sister.

Then I found them together.

That night, running through the forest with my world shattered, I met him. Dante Blackwood—Alpha King, forbidden, dangerous. My mate's uncle. One touch and my dormant wolf finally awakened. One kiss and the bond I thought was unbreakable shattered like glass.

What we did in those dark woods damned us both.

Now I'm pregnant with the child I could never give Marcus—proof that Dante is my true mate. But Marcus won't let me go. He's convinced the baby is his ticket to power, and he'll burn down everything to claim it.

Trapped between the mate who betrayed me and the one who saved me, I'm discovering a strength I never knew I had. Because I'm not just fighting for myself anymore.

I'm fighting for my child. For my future. For the right to choose my own fate.

They both want to own me.

Glyndon King always knew that disasters start on starless nights. After the tragic death of Devlin, her best friend and confidant, she finds herself on a precipice, both literally and metaphorically. Haunted by the memories of the fatality and consumed by guilt, Glyndon returns to the cliff on Brighton Island, where everything fell apart. She hopes to find some form of peace or perhaps an end to her incessant pain.

But instead, she encounters Killian Carson.

Wrapped in sophisticated charm and an aura of mystery, Killian is a cold-blooded predator. His angular face and imposing presence hide a perverse and relentless nature. When he photographs Glyndon at the edge of the cliff, the line between savior and executioner becomes dangerously thin.

Killian reveals a dark side, a sick desire to capture the exact moment of Glyndon’s fall. He keeps her on the brink of the abyss, proposing a sinister deal: her life for his art. Trapped between the desire to survive and the dark magnetism of Killian, Glyndon must navigate through a web of manipulation and power.

As Killian provokes her and keeps her in suspense, Glyndon realizes that escaping this deadly game won’t be easy. His charm is as lethal as his disregard for human life. Glyndon is determined not to be just another victim in his collection of horrors, but every wrong move could lead to her destruction.

Naomi Trent was thirty minutes late for the most important interview of her life. She expected the door to be shut, the chance gone. But instead, the CEO himself told her to sit. Lucien Kings was cold, powerful, and not known for second chances. She didn’t understand why he chose her, only that from that moment on, nothing felt normal. He gave her the job. Then the rules started changing. Commands turned personal. Stares lingered too long. The office whispered. Naomi tried to stay professional, but Lucien wasn’t just her boss. He was a storm waiting to break. And she had already stepped into it.

Rated #18
Warning:Explicit Content, violence, dark themes etc.
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Her stomach tightened as she felt a pool at her lower abdomen when his hands cupped her clit through her panties.
"So fucking wet!" He began rubbing her clit through her panties in a slow and painful, pace.
Isabella breath hitched, rolling her hips, trying to catch his pace.
"Nik" She moaned, tears blurring her vision as he tortured her slowly. "Fuck me already please... It's too much... I - I can't..."
"No, baby. And you better don't come on my fingers," he warned, his hands coated slightly with her juices.
"Now, suck!" He said bringing out a gun from his waist and pushing it towards her mouth.
Her eyes widened like saucers
What?!
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Isabella's father was an abusive drunkard who made her life miserable and had just endangered her and her sister's life by borrowing money from a Bratva Pakhan.

Nikolai was a ruthless and dangerous Pakhan, feared by everybody in Russia.
His name only brought men to their feet but Isabella was different. She stopped at nothing, throwing foul and vulgar words at him.
One foul word from her should have earned a bullet in her head, instead it lit something feral in him.
He planned to break her. Tame her. Make her kneel and beg for mercy she would never earn.
But, Every time she fought, he ached to claim her.
Every tear she shed became his obsession.

Danger closes in—old enemies, new betrayals, shadows from her past hunting them both.
The woman he swore to destroy might be the only one who can save him...
The man she swore she despised might be the only one who can save her...

A hot slow burn of brutal obsession, forbidden desire, and explosive chemistry.

Ayla:

I grew up shielded from the Mafia lifestyle... until a merciless killer got his eyes on me.
Alessio Razone. Mysterious, intense, and ruthless. A decade my senior, with enough influence to bind me in an arranged marriage from which there's no escape.
His demand for obedience is startling. I'm treated more like a possession than a spouse. Yet, why does his rough, possessive demeanor feel oddly fitting?
With each surrender, I sink deeper into darkness. Unveiling desires I never knew existed.
Desires I should resist.
It would be simple to surrender. But if I relent, will he shatter me?

Alessio:

Ayla's innocence is a blank canvas, and I'm determined to leave my mark. Indelibly.
The offspring of our family's greatest adversary, she's mine to shape however I please.
She'll submit to me, or I'll annihilate her.
I'm too damaged for love, but I'll relish in molding Ayla into my obedient plaything. When she complies, I'll ignite her passion. When she defies, she'll face consequences.
Our union is nothing more than this. She's my fixation, but she'll never truly comprehend me.
If I allow Ayla to glimpse behind my façade, she'll discover my true self.
And that would spell ruin for us both.

I am the Mafia's sin, I am his weakness and his obsession, but to me, he is a cruel man who derives joy in murdering people. 'How am I supposed to love a man who bought me from my family? How am I supposed to trust a man who turned me into a sex pet? '


The mysterious man walked towards me, and on seeing my unconscious face, a mischievous smirk appeared on his face
“My package is finally ready!" He muttered with a menacing voice and picked me up.
“She belongs to me! She is mine!" He declared with a possessive voice and burst into evil laughter.

What would be your reaction if your husband-to-be gave you out as collateral to a total stranger on your wedding day?

Rosa Brooks, a timid, and naive lady.

Fabio Dante, an arrogant, and, Ruthless
DON, who possesses concubines.

Both star in this love and hate Dark Romance Novel.

Dante signs a contract stating that he will release Rosa back to her fiance after a few months if he (Rosa’s fiance) meets his end of the deal.

Rosa was so sure that her Fiance had abandoned her. As days turn into weeks, Rosa finds herself inexplicably drawn to the dark and brooding Dante, and he (Dante) makes her his. But, what happens when her fiance comes back asking for his bride, Rosa?

Will Dante keep to his word, or will he risk losing everything, including his position, for love?

Grab some tissues, and read to find out how these two opposites, stood up to obstacles, and hurdles just to be together.

It all started when she got transferred into one of the biggest hospitals in the city. REHANDLE Hospital was a big name and Ariana Jacob's, one of the best neurosurgeon in the city got transferred there and there she met him.

Alexander Bill's, the son of the founder and owner of the hospital. Alexander appears to be cold and ruthless and moreover, he hated ladies to the core. But then with ideologies and egos clashing. What does fate hold in store for these two? What happens when an important dangerous past comes hunting them?

Damien Shaw survived three years in the frozen hell of Antarctica, until he received a phone call.

"Is that you, Daddy..."

His daughter was strapped to a cold operating table, waiting to have her organs harvested.

His wife Sophia was stripped naked and put up for sale at an auction.

Enraged, Damien descended upon San Francisco with countless elite assassins.

He vowed to make everyone who had humiliated his wife and daughter regret ever being born into this world!

My target should be terrified of me.
Instead, he's smirking like he already knows I'll never pull the trigger.
My heart races in my chest. This isn't me.
I am born to kill. I am born to take orders.
Yet those eyes, they're killing me.

She was born into power.
Now she chooses revenge.

Valentina Santangelo doesn’t belong in the shadows.
She was raised in them.

Daughter of a legacy built on blood, secrets, and ruthless control, Valentina has spent her life watching empires rise… and enemies fall. She knows the rules of this world. She knows how to survive it.

What she didn’t expect…
was to become its most dangerous player.

When betrayal rips through her family and threatens everything her father built, Valentina is done standing on the side-lines. She steps into the game—cold, calculated, and ready to make them pay.

But revenge has a price.

And the man standing in her way?
He’s not just her enemy…
He’s the one man who sees through every wall she’s built.

Dark. Dangerous. Impossible to resist.

As loyalty turns to obsession and desire collides with vengeance, Valentina must decide how far she’s willing to go—
and whether love is worth the risk of losing everything.

Because in her world…
you don’t fall in love.

You survive it.

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?

Two weeks before my due date, my husband Ethan is racing out the door into a stormy night.

All because his childhood friend Scarlett's apartment lost power, and she says her claustrophobia is kicking in.

I'm clutching my belly, telling him my water broke, begging him to look at the blood on the floor.

"You pulling this again? Last week wasn't enough? Scarlett's actually in danger."

He shakes off my hand. The door slams shut.

I'm standing in a pool of blood, watching his taillights disappear into the rain.

My baby won't have a father anymore.

"You are mine Gracie... your fears, tears... I'm going to completely shatter you until you know nothing else but my name

"I... I'm not yours "I stuttered

His gaze grew noticeably darker at my words

"I dare you to say that again," he said taking a threatening step closer.

I opened my mouth but no words came out, next thing I was flattened between him and the wall

My body shuddered at his domineering look

"you belong to me... Your body... Your soul... I'll enjoy marking you again.... and again" he whispered, his teeth grazing lightly on my neck

How did I get to this situation, was there no way out?

He'd already broke me... Took my virginity... What else does he want from me?

Graciela Evans was just an average nerd struggling through high school, her only wish was to get a good life what happens when she becomes the target of their school's infamous bad boy...

Hayden Mcandrew

She owes him a debt, and he was going to make her repay it

Not even a cent less.

"Last chance. If you decide to stay, pay attention... my name will never leave your head again."

Dominic’s voice was a low growl, vibrating through the empty, renovation-smelling office. He stood there, a masterpiece of temptation in a gray suit, undoing his tie with a slowness that made my knees weak. I should have run. I should have remembered I was just a scholarship intern and he was the billionaire CMO of the entire university. But I didn't. "I can’t do it anymore either..." I whispered, and that was the spark that blew up the powder keg.

I jumped into his lap, wrapping my legs around his waist, kissing him like my life depended on burning in that ember. He pinned me against the wall, his hands claiming my body, sliding my dress up. "I want you naked," he demanded, his mouth devouring my neck. He carried me to the table by the window, the city lights of São Paulo witnessing our madness. He was dangerous, illicit, and exactly what I craved. But as he unbuttoned my shirt, exposing me to his hungry gaze, I realized this wasn't just lust. It was a freefall into a world I wasn't ready for. "I have a request," he murmured, his eyes darkening with a perverted promise. "That mouth around my cock..."

Isabella Kensington's dream came true when she secured an internship and scholarship at the prestigious international university, WIS University. But the breathtakingly handsome man she encountered in the elevator—Dominic Whitmore—turned out to be the company's CMO and the cousin of her cousin's boyfriend.
An irresistible, fatal attraction ignited between them. From their electric exchange in the elevator to a wild night in the unfinished office, they shattered every rule.

Brixton isn’t like the rest of his kind—bloodthirsty, cruel, and reckless. He's powerful, calculating, and terribly bored. For centuries, he’s watched humans make fools of themselves, disgusted by their weakness, pettiness, and stupidity. So when his father, the ancient vampire king, demands that Brixton claim a human slave before the night ends—or have one chosen for him—he's infuriated. He doesn’t want just anyone. He wants someone... different.

From his perch high above the city, Brixton watches the world below with disdain—until a woman catches his eye.

She isn’t afraid. Even when stabbed while protecting a stranger, she dies with a strange kind of strength. She bleeds, yes, but her spirit doesn't falter. And that... that fascinates him.

When Brixton retrieves her dying body, he's stunned by what he discovers in her memories. She’s not just brave—she’s something else entirely. Something forgotten. Something powerful. Something dangerous.

To his father, she’ll be just another slave.
To Brixton, she’s the beginning of an obsession.

But reviving her may come at a cost. And what he doesn’t know is—she may never be the one truly under his control.

I just had the most amazing sex with a stranger.

Not just any stranger—Liam fucking Rockwell.

My sister’s boss.

My breath hitched as I turned to look at him, my fingers itching to brush the messy strands from his face. But when his eyes fluttered open—icy blue, sharp with recognition—my whole body went rigid.

He knew me.

Oh God.

“Get off,” he spat, his voice laced with venom.

Well, that’s one way to ruin a morning.

Twin sisters, one forbidden mistake.

Avery and Evelyn are Very identical twins, their bond unbreakable despite their differences. But when Avery had a reckless night with Evelyn’s boss threatens to shatter everything, secrets unravel, and loyalties are tested.

Now, they must choose—family or love, truth or betrayal.

Will they find their way back to each other, or will this one night ruin everything?

My world shattered the night my father was arrested for economic crimes and drug trafficking.
Everything we owned was auctioned off. My mother collapsed with a heart attack. My brother Noah dropped out of college to work multiple jobs—all so I could keep dancing.
At school, I went from prima ballerina to pariah overnight. The girl who once owned the stage, now, couldn't walk down a hallway without whispers following her.
Then Maverick crashed into my life.
The campus hockey star. Untouchable. Worshipped. And I totaled his $150,000 car while working as a designated driver.
The damage? More money than I'd see in five years.
Left with no other choice, I agreed to his terms—a three-month arrangement to clear the debt. Three months to be his girlfriend.
I thought I could endure it—just three months and I'd be free.
But somewhere along the way, my heart began to lose its way. Every glance he cast my direction made me feel like someone he'd loved for years, not a girl paying off a debt.
When those three months ended, would I truly be able to walk away?

Torn between guilt and survival, Alessia faces an impossible choice: avenging her family’s brutal murder or fleeing from the deadly grasps of the mafia.
Her life was turned upside down the night she defied her father’s orders and snuck out of the mansion with her friend, Ella, for a night of clubbing.
Returning home after a heartbreaking one-night stand with Dominic, who discarded her like a whore, she found her family brutally murdered.
As the sole survivor, Alessia is haunted by the horrific events of that night. The weight of hidden truths and unanswered questions becomes almost unbearable as she struggles to piece together the shattered fragments of her life.
Who could have committed such a heinous act?
And will she be able to forgive once she uncovers the truth?
Join Alessia on a harrowing journey to uncover the secrets behind her family’s murder and discover what it truly means to be a mafia princess.

"Tell me, my sweet Mila, do you want me to stop?"
"No!" I gasp.
"Good, because no matter what, no matter who walks in, I won't," He promised.


Killian Knight was many things, dangerous, a certified killer, devastatingly handsome, my father's business partner and married. He was not just off limits, he was forbidden, he was a sin and I was tempted enough to risk the hell fire. He was everything that could ruin me and my body, my mind and my soul; everything was ready for it.
Mila Anderson's life takes an unexpected turn when she succumbs to the magnetic allure of her father's enigmatic and dangerous mafia associate.
What she doesn't know is that Killian Knight has the power to unravel everything she's carefully built. One secret revealed could bring it all crashing down.
For Killian, one night with Mila changes everything. She's everything he desires, yet she comes with her own web of secrets—and he's determined to uncover every single one.

"I dare you to kiss any boy in this club Bluey"Sasha's friend said with a smirk and my heart skipped a beat immediately.
This is the reason why I don't do truth or dare,I thought and stood from the chair walking away from the table that Sasha and her friends surrounded.

I told her that I don't want to come to this club but she insisted that it'll be fine. Now look,I'm about to give a stranger my first kiss,I thought and turned back staring at her.

"You can do this ...... Just pick any in the club, kiss him and then walk away"She assured and I glared at her before turning back.

I looked around walking slowly and all the guys I was seeing were either making out with a girl or they're so drunk. I searched and then my eyes finally fell on a man.

He was sitting quietly sipping from a glass of bear in his hand in the dark side of the club and then I didn't even know when I walked to him.

He looked up at me coldly as he felt my presence and believe me he is drop gorgeous. He had some tattoos on his arm and he had this beautiful green eyes......but I noticed he had this cold look in his eyes giving me chills.

I turned back one more time and glanced at the girls and they winked at me beconing on me to kiss him.
I looked down at the strange man who was still staring coldly at me and bit my lips. I sighed and immediately kissed the stranger,and strangely he reciprocated the kiss making me surprised. I immediately broke the kiss and muttered a "I'm so sorry sir" Before running out of the club without looking back.

If only I knew that was the biggest mistake of my life and that was going to be the start of my predicament.
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What happened when she was forced to the club by her crazy bestfriend and was dared to kiss any stranger in the club.What happened when she did,but with the deadly dangerous Assasin.

"I'm not scared of you and I'd never be like others who always want to worship the ground you step on," I spat, my shoulders trembling with rage.

A smirk lit up his eyes as he took a step closer to me. "And that's very stupid of you," he whispered, grabbing my chin. "Because if I were you, I'd know better than to step into a furnace that can consume you, the way you're doing now."


Sylvania Rogers is a seemingly ordinary girl, with a troubling past.

After years of hiding in the shadows, a simple act of kindness was all she needed to bring all she thought she left behind crashing back to her present.

Her father, who happened to be her worst childhood nightmare, came back into her life and gave her to task of taking down the country's most elite football player, or risk the lives of her new family.

Vesper Bianchi, the star fullback and the son of one of the country's most prominent billionaire was the man she saved from attackers in her alley one faithful night and the very man she was sent to pull down.

She began her mission as his team's assistant nurse, but with a secret.

Little did she know that he held secrets of his own, far greater than she realized and those secrets would either be the end of them or the very thing that could save them both. And perhaps, their world as they know it.

I never planned to fall in love with him. I only wanted to impress him. But one stolen glance, one careless touch, and suddenly I was drowning in a man who promised passion - and delivered destruction. He said I was his muse. But all he ever did was write me into his madness.

Laramie Hale never meant to fall for her English professor.
Ethan James is everything she shouldn't want - older, married, expecting a child, and far too good at hiding the darkness behind his charm. But when he looks at her, she feels seen in a way that no one else ever has. Their secret affair begins like a dream - sweet, passionate, intoxicating - and ends like a nightmare she can't wake from.
When Laramie discovers the truth about Ethan's life, she tries to walk away. But Ethan isn't ready to let her go. His love becomes control. His affection turns to obsession. And suddenly, the girl who once felt chosen becomes the one he wants to destroy.
Caught between the dangerous pull of Ethan, the unexpected gentleness of Noah, and the quiet comfort of her roommate Elodie, Laramie must face the truth: love isn't always redemption. Sometimes it's ruin.

Warning Explicit Content Included. Adults only.

My fated mate is the son of the murder who smashed my family and life.
I need to revenge.

“You,”He leered and smirked at us. “Both of you. Get up.”
I shook my head, shuddering, “Please… Please don’t–”
He grabbed me by my arm and dragged me up to my feet.
He grabbed Angelia with his other hand and proceeded to drag us towards the door.
Angelia had gone all but silent as she was pulled along like a ragdoll. Her eyes seemed glazed over.
My heart raced.
“P-Please. I can give you gems! Jewelry! What about lunar flowers? We have them all. If you’d just take us back–”
“How are you going to bargain with something that’s not yours anymore?” He scoffed, “Move it. The boss doesn’t like to be kept waiting.”
Tears streamed down my face. We were brought out of the dungeon into another section that had been turned into a room.
There were no windows and the scent of sweat and tears filled the air.
The man who brought us there shoved us inside and closed the door behind us as a fat, whale of a man turned towards us.
I could tell by his stature and his scent that he was either human or his wolf was weak.
He chuckled and licked his lips as he approached. He stopped at me first, grabbing my chin and leaning close to take a deep breath of my scent. He chuckled as I recoiled and shuddered in disgust.
Then, he stopped at Angelia, tracing a hand over her cheek.
He chuckled and stepped back, “I love the obedient ones… Welcome girls, to my dungeon. You will call me, Dan.”

I was hanging on the edge of a cliff, watching my husband shove his tongue into my best friend's mouth while I screamed for help.
"Watch, Serena," Ethan sneered, unzipping his pants right at the edge of the cliff. I watched in horror as Lila knelt down, despicably swallowing his genitals, while my hands, gripping the rocks, slipped away.
"Die with the realization that you're never good enough," he groaned, kicking my hands away as he climaxed.
I screamed and fell… then woke up soaking wet in bed, gasping for breath, my body trembling from a hallucinatory orgasm of fear and rage.
It was the morning of the wedding. I was alive.
I needed to erase his touch. I needed a new partner.
I went to Lucien. I didn't give him the business documents he wanted. I gave him my body.
“Let me forget him,” I pleaded, straddling Lucien’s leather chair.
He didn’t hesitate. He ripped open my panties, his huge fingers plunging directly into my burning desire.
“After I’m done with you,” he growled against my lips, “you won’t even remember his name.” He pounded into me violently, hard and fast, each wet slap proclaiming his possession of my second life.

DISCLAIMER: PLEASE BE ADVISED THAT THIS STORY MAY HOLD TRIGGERS FOR SOME READERS OF SUICIDE, CAUSING OF SELF HARM AND ATTEMPTED SEXAUL ASSAULT. PLEASE BE WARNED FOR A FEW OF THE CHAPTERS THAT MAY HAVE THOSE TRIGGERS. THERE ARE BL SCENES IN THIS STORY
Night Stone pack was slaughtered.
And she vowed to avenge her people.
Sinking in the cold icy depths of the lake, Moon Goddess gave her another chance at life.
But why was she in another’s body, a lowly omega, whose life memories showed nothing but pain and suffering?
Learning twenty years has passed and Blue Silver pack were responsible for her people’s death she takes action to get her revenge.
Being mated to the Alpha’s son, an alpha who was responsible for slaughtering her people, was not in the bargain.
Why did he have to be kind, sweet and gentle towards her? Why couldn’t he be the arrogant, know it all, and belittling people like the rest of them?
Falling hopelessly in love was not part of the deal and the more she was around him the more she was losing sight of her revenge.

Angelo thought he could throw me away? Bella thought she could take everything from me?
They were wrong. So wrong.
Every single thing Angelo had his job in the Melendez Corp, his money, his fancy life, I gave him that.
I would take everything from them.
The car stopped in front of the huge iron gates of the Melendez estate.
Now, I was back.
And I was done hiding… Ariana Melendez was back!


Ariana Melendez, a hidden heiress, thought she had the perfect life until her husband Angelo and best friend Bella betrayed her in the worst way. After losing everything, including her unborn child, she returns to her powerful family, burning with revenge. To punish her, her father arranges a marriage with Dante Russo, the ruthless son of a business rival. Dante Russo, the cold, calculating heir of their greatest enemy and Angelo’s Uncle one that could destroy her ex-husband with a single word. Now, Ariana is trapped in a dangerous game. On one side her vow to ruin Angelo and Bella to make them suffer as she did. On the other her forced marriage to Dante, a man as ruthless as he is intoxicating, whose loyalty is as uncertain as her own heart.

Once, Ares Calloway had the world at his feet a brilliant mind, a powerful family, and a fortune that seemed limitless. But a single accident shattered everything. Left crippled and abandoned by those he trusted, he drowned in despair. Then came a woman gentle, patient, and devoted who nursed him back to health. He never saw her face, never knew her name, yet she became his lifeline.

But when he regained his strength, he discarded her like a used bandage. Coldly, ruthlessly, he demanded a divorce, believing she had no place in his new world.

He never expected that the nameless woman he cast aside would rise as Selene Laurent the ruthless, untouchable business queen who now controls everything he once held dear.

Now, Ares must watch from the sidelines as the woman he dismissed becomes the one he can never reach again. He wants her back. But she has no intention of being his salvation a second time.

Not when she has the power to destroy him.

They chained her like a mutt.
They thought she was just another rogue.

But Valerie is no ordinary wolf. She is the last bloodline of a forgotten kingdom, the true Luna of Elyandria—and she’s come to burn the empire that destroyed her family.

Dragged into the ruthless Kymera Pack, Valerie hides in plain sight, surviving brutal labor, cruel guards, and the piercing gaze of Alpha Draven—the cold, dangerously magnetic ruler who feels like both enemy and fate. He should be her executioner. Instead, he becomes her obsession... and perhaps her greatest weakness.

As their forbidden bond spirals into heat and chaos, secrets begin to crack open. Because Draven doesn’t know that the rogue he desires is the very heir to the throne his father once annihilated. And when her truth rises, it won’t just shatter his crown—

It will start a war.

"Divorce papers. Sign them, and let's end this farce."
With a single sentence, Raina was cast out—betrayed by both her husband and his assistant, stripped of her position at the company. That very night, the hospital delivered another shocking blow:
"The child you're carrying... it's not your husband's. It belongs to someone else... someone who simply needed a surrogate."
"I'll cut to the chase," Aaron said, his voice cold and unyielding. "You have two choices: terminate the pregnancy and receive generous compensation, or carry the baby to term, receive substantial payment, but have no rights or contact with the child afterward."
Raina, a talented young fashion designer, thought her world had already crumbled—only to discover the truth: the baby isn't her husband's, but belongs to Aaron Kingston, a reclusive billionaire who never wanted a family, only an heir.
Now trapped in a web of betrayal, secrets, and unexpected responsibility, Raina must navigate impossible choices. But what happens when the line between obligation and desire begins to blur—and hearts start to collide?

Warning Explicit Content Included. Adults only.

My fated mate is the son of the murder who smashed my family and life.
I was sold to a brothel and my body was turned into a commodity.
And my sister, she's still being raped by those pedophiles, over and over, over and over.
I need to revenge.

“Showtime, ladies!”
I rolled my shoulder and walked to the back of the line. There were ten of us. Each of us dressed in a sparkling evening gown, ready to introduce ourselves to the crowd. I barely listened to the women ahead of me.
Then, it was my turn. I took a deep breath and lifted my head as the woman ahead of me stepped aside. The stage light was so bright my eyes burned, but I kept my eyes open, scanning the VIP room windows for the man in question.
There, sitting in the front row of the VIP room just to the right of the stage, was Matt Wallber, surrounded by various women. His collar was undone and he wore what looked to be a deconstructed tuxedo. His hair was raked and a bit windswept as if he had been running his hand through it.
“We’ll open the bidding now!”
A few breaths passed before the screen lit up.
Round 1 Bidding Open.
I watched my headshot shoot ahead of the other nine and over the blue line that signified my requested starting bid.
Someone had bid on me in the first round well over my opening bid.
My heart leaped.
Had he taken the bait so soon?

He turns to leave then suddenly stops still facing away he says, “ what happened in the hospital and my office won't ever happen again. It's just my wolf is having a hard time knowing that you rejected him. But it won't repeat itself, it's best if you moved on the way that I have. I will be marking Lexi on the full moon to strengthen my bond with her and completely break myself away from you.”
“ Are you doing this because of me? To get your revenge on me?” The question slips out before I can control it.
“Not everything is about you, Lucy.” He says as he finally walks away.
Leaving me in a pile of brokenness once more.

Lucy Reed is the pack's beta, who has only ever wanted to have power. Her only wish is to be mated to an alpha, but everything changes when she meets Kayden Gray who is an omega, the lowest rank in a pack, and she rejects him because he isn't what she wished for. This rejection motivates Grey to improve himself until he can challenge his pack’s leader for the position and emerge as the new alpha. He doesn’t stop there; his main goal is to make Lucy regret her rejection of him, so after a year, he becomes the alpha in Lucy’s pack as well, this makes him one of the most powerful alpha’s to ever exist. To make things worse Kayden decides to pick a chosen mate from the pack and Lucy can’t deny that she wants him back.
What will happen to Lucy when catches feeling for the man she once rejected but he takes up a chosen mate?
Will he ever forgive her and move on from the past?

"Shh, shut up!" Daniel hissed through gritted teeth, his hot breath grazing her ear as she screamed beneath him.
"The hall is not that big—everyone heard you."
She met his gaze, mischief glinting in her eyes. "Who cares?" she whispered, breathless. "Maybe I should scream—let Aria hear every last minute of it. Looks like you need a push to finally end things with her."
Aria had walked into the office with lunch in her hands and love in her heart—only to find her husband buried in his secretary, moaning like a man possessed.
What hurt more than the betrayal… was the fact that he didn't even deny it. When Aria confronted his mistress, Daniel stepped in—not to defend his wife, but to protect the other woman.
Shattered and humiliated, Aria fled—to a members-only nightclub where the rich and heartbroken go to forget. One drink turned into two, and by morning, she woke up tangled in silk sheets… and beside a mysterious stranger with a wicked smile and a tempting offer:
"One date. No games. No lies. Just you and me."
Will she continue in her marriage or leave with the stranger who requested for a date?"

My husband cut out my heart with his own hands to save his "true love"—my evil sister. He thought I was gone forever, my body hidden inside a cold statue in his garden.

But fate gave me a second chance. I woke up in the body of a young woman arranged to marry his powerful, disabled uncle.

Now, I’ve returned as his aunt-in-law. Watching him go mad with grief after discovering my corpse brings me no pity, only the thrill of the hunt. I will use my new identity—and my dangerous new husband—to drag them both to hell. The game of revenge has just begun.