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Tessa, a half-blood born of a human and a werewolf, is a bastard who will never gain acceptance. Her mother, her father’s human fated mate, never received the title of wife. Instead, she fell seriously ill and was imprisoned by Tessa’s father. Tessa has always been nothing more than a servant in the family, oppressed by her father, stepmother, and stepsister. But she endures it all to save her birth mother's life. That is, until Eva’s fiancé— the powerful Alpha Leo— is gravely injured and blinded in a conspiracy. Now, Tessa must obey Eva's orders and bear Leo’s child to secure an heir... What no one knows is that Tessa is a gifted healer.

My boyfriend forgot our anniversary to help another girl. Again.
I’ve spent three years bleeding over my violin for one audition. He knows that. He didn't show up.

But his brother did.

The one with the cold eyes and sharper tongue. The one who told me I was pathetic—then drove across town in a storm to make sure I wasn't alone. He doesn't say pretty things. He just grabs my wrist, shoves me into his car, and stays.

Now my boyfriend wants to make up. But every time he touches me, I flinch.

Because last night, I woke up from a nightmare screaming someone else's name.
And that someone is sleeping down the hall.
In my boyfriend's house.
Wearing nothing but guilt and a secret I can never tell.

“My name is Elijah Wright,” he said, his eyes sparkling with confidence. He extended his hand, his smile charming. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, my soon-to-be wife.”

I felt like I’d been punched in the gut. My heart stopped. I was sure I must have heard him wrong. There was no way he had just said what I thought he said. I stared at him, my eyes wide with disbelief. But then he repeated it, his words dripping with sincerity, and I knew it was true.

“You’re joking, right?” I asked, my voice shaking. I took a step back, my eyes fixed on his face. Elijah’s smile widened, his eyes crinkling at the corners. He took a step closer, his hands reaching out as if to grasp mine.

“I’m afraid not,” he said, his voice low and husky with emotion. He paused, his gaze intense. “You see, I can’t bear the thought of you leaving me.” His words were laced with vulnerability, his eyes pleading. He took another step closer, his face inches from mine. “You have always been in my heart,” he continued, his voice cracking with emotion, “and now that we’ve found each other again, I will not let you go……

Her:
My boyfriend forgot our anniversary.
Another girl sat on his lap.
I told myself he loved me.

Then his brother came home.
A soldier. Cold. Dangerous.
He saved me from a storm. From men who wanted to hurt me. From the dark.

Now I'm lying in a hospital bed, broken.
My boyfriend is nowhere.
But his brother is holding my hand, begging me to wake up.

Him:
She's my brother's girlfriend.
I tried to stay away.
But she's the girl I've loved since we were kids—even though she doesn't remember me.

I watched her almost die.
I don't care anymore.
Let my brother hate me.
She's mine.

Emily Johnson POV

My third pregnancy, and I gave birth to another stillborn child.

I struggled to get up, wanting to see my baby one last time, but instead I saw my husband James Smith carrying an infant into his adopted sister's hospital room.

I instinctively followed and heard Xanthe Smith's weak voice:

"James, thank you for being willing to give me Emily's child, for giving me a chance to be a mother."

My child?

Wasn't my child born dead?

My mind went blank, and the blood in my body felt like it had instantly frozen into ice.

"This is what we owe you."

James's voice was full of sympathy:

"If Emily hadn't been so petty back then and insisted on marrying you off, you wouldn't have ended up with that terrible man who tortured you until they had to remove your uterus."

"But what about Emily... What if she finds out and tries to take the baby back?"

"She won't find out."

James's voice turned cold:

"The first two children - didn't she believe they were stillborn too? Everyone in Emerald City knows that Emily only gives birth to dead babies. Even if she makes a fuss, who would believe her?"

"Besides, they're just kids. She's still young, she can have more. She won't care..."

Dona McNair thought her biggest problem was figuring out how to talk to August (Augie) Reynolds, the dreamy new hockey captain she’s been crushing on from a distance. But that all changes the day she finds out he’s her stepbrother. Now trapped in a tangled family mess with a boy who barely looks her way, Dona’s quiet life suddenly feels like a crazy soap opera.

Augie has a lot of secrets, and so does his father. The more Dona learns, the deeper she falls for him and for the truth. Between rivalries on the ice, forbidden romance and a criminal past that won’t stay buried, Dona and Augie are forced to choose: walk away or fight side by side. Forbidden love was never part of the plan, but neither was falling for your stepbrother, while exposing his father’s crimes.

"You're nothing but a worthless breeding machine trying to seduce our Alpha!" Scarlett shrieked, her claws inches from my throat.

"Do it," I whispered to the voice in my head.

Scarlett lunged, the massive red wolf aiming for a fatal blow. Time seemed to slow down. An ancient, icy power erupted from my core, and with a strength that was not human, I slammed her violently into the dirt.
A collective gasp rippled through the crowd. Even Alpha Acheron took a step forward, his silver eyes wide with shock.

"Impossible," Scarlett choked, her eyes filled with sudden fear.

As she whimpered and scrambled backward, I flexed my partially transformed arm, the silver fur shimmering with an ethereal glow.

"I'm not worthless," I growled, my voice laced with the ancient power of the silver wolf. "If you dare touch me again, I'll tear you to pieces."

"And this Alpha, this man, he belongs to me!"

For the first time, my voice was filled with intimidation and dominance.

"Forty dollars. That's all the inhaler I needed to breathe cost. But in our house, nothing comes easy. 'Fairness first. Roll the dice — highest number wins.' I've rolled my whole life. I've never won. Not once. Tonight, lungs burning, vision blurring, I rolled for my medicine money against my sister. She got a six. I got a two. 'You lost, Hazel. Now go to the attic and think about your selfishness.' The door locked behind me. My chest is closing up. And no one is coming to check."

She needs to see me only, care for me only, look at me only and breathe for me only...
I kept asking her but she kept denying and fighting back. But when she said that she hates​ me, she woke up the beast in me. I can't bear her hate. I never wanted to do this to her but she needs to learn a lesson.
I ripped her wedding gown and started kissing her harshly. She kept on struggling but I held her firmly and continued assaulting her. I was not in my senses anymore. I can't bear her talking or watching other men apart from me. Just that thought made me mad.
She is mine and only mine.


What happens when Rosaline Browns comes to know on her wedding day that the love of her life, Xavier Knight, is none other than the most wanted criminal of America. The kind-hearted and innocent Rosaline thinks her sweet Xavier is a well-renowned businessman but in reality, he is a dangerous mafia leader of a fearsome gang.
Worse, he is a sick psychopath and will do anything to keep her closer to him for a life time...
WARNING: 18+

My name is Nina, I'm 20 years of age.

  I'm the First daughter and Child of my Mom and I have a little sister too.

My Mom is a Fashion designer.

About my dad…it's a no no…for now

I, my little sis and Mom are relocating to our new home in New York city after Mom got a new contract in a Fashion Industry.

Mom earns lot of cash from that though.

But, what she doesn't know is that the kids she gave birth to are totally assholes.

Yes, I meant what I just said. We are

.

.

Everything about me was on a jackass moment until I met this one Rude asshole and more than a jackass too

His name is Ryan Gordon.

The most innocent looking, cute, more handsome and devilish in nature but in a good way..

My daughter Lily was shot dead while she was performing on her own stage.
I rushed forward to shield her, and a speaker crashed down onto my right shoulder. The bone shattered.
My husband, Vincent, “shot the gunman dead” at once and sealed off the entire opera house.
When I woke up in the hospital room, the pain almost suffocated me. My right shoulder was wrapped in thick bandages, and when I tried to raise my arm, all I felt was a numb.
“…This isn’t what we agreed on.” The doctor’s voice was low and unsteady. “We only needed her blood sample for matching. Why did it have to go this far?”
“Lily’s blood type is a perfect match. This is the best possible outcome,” Vincent said. “I married Elena for this moment. I’ve been waiting for it.”
The doctor was silent for a few seconds. “But she’s your daughter… There’s no need to sacrifice a life, even if she is a Salaceno.”
Vincent cut him off. “You know how long an artificial heart can last. Camila’s daughter won’t hold out for long. I can’t put her through another surgery.”
“Camila’s child is the one I should cherish.”
At that moment, my blood ran cold. In his eyes, my daughter was nothing but an organ container.
He had no idea. All that talk about protecting his precious daughter—she wasn't even his.

They told me the baby was gone, but they didn't tell me my heart was being carved out, too.

I woke up on the operating table, paralyzed. Through my blurred vision, I saw my beloved husband, Marco, trembling with excitement as he held my medical chart.

"Her blood is perfect," he whispered. "It is a perfect match for Isabella. We can proceed with the transplant now."

"Finally. It wasn't in vain that I brought her back." My revered father let out a sigh of relief. "If it weren't for this day, how would someone who wandered outside for so many years be qualified to step into this house again?"

When my husband said "I love you," he actually meant "Your heart is perfect for the woman I truly love."

I couldn't scream; I couldn't move.

I could only watch helplessly as the silver scalpel pierced toward my chest, while my sister, Isabella, lay on the operating table next to me, smiling in her sleep.

I was never a long-lost daughter, nor was I a beloved wife.

I was just a mobile blood bank waiting to be slaughtered.

For the top university in the North American wolf packs, transfer students aren't exactly breaking news. But this one sets the entire forum on fire.

It starts with a photo. A girl standing next to a tall, imposing man. Both faces are deliberately blurred, but that build, that presence... every wolf in North America recognizes it. The Alpha King. The caption reads: "Dad why'd you send me this 😭 I'm not ready to go public yet."

Minutes later, the post vanishes. But screenshots flood the forum.

"Moon Goddess above! Is that really the Alpha King?"

"The girl in the photo... could she be the royal princess no one's ever seen?"

The comments explode. Compliments flood in. Even my aloof boyfriend joins in.

Something feels off. I type out a comment: "The Alpha King keeps a low profile. His daughter should do the same. Posting photos like this... doesn't seem right."

Less than a minute later, the replies come.

"Who do you think you are to question her?"

"Can't stand seeing someone else do well, huh?"

My boyfriend chimes in too: "Quit it. You're embarrassing yourself."

I pick up my phone and dial a number. "Dad, since when do you have another daughter?"

He pushes me against the wall kissing me fiercely then grabs my thighs lifting me up. I straddle his waist pressing my sensitive spot against his now pulsing dick. Moans escape me as he kisses down my jaw, latching onto my neck. My hands disappear inside the back of his shirt curressing his muscular back. His hand soon finds my breast filling me with bursts of pleasure as he pulls at my nipple. I find myself with every touch wanting more and more. My thoughts about kissing him stand no chance to the real thing. The way he touches me is gentle but filled with hunger. He holds me tightly like he is afraid this will end. Everything about this feels right, natural, perfect, except his impending marriage.


In Ivardia, Humans and Elves have lived separately for 500 years, but this is about to change. Niccola is chosen as a Human Ambassador to help shape the future of Human and Elvish interactions. Little does she know her childhood Elvish friend has a big secret. Where this Prince of Light meets his Princess of Darkness. This is a fated love story full of adventure and surprises.

Hello, I’m Emma.

For years, I believed I was the devoted wife of Peter Williams, a powerful and influential CEO. I gave up everything for him—my dreams, my career, my identity—only to support the man I thought was my everything.

But when I walked into his company to surprise him, my world fell apart.

“Mrs. Williams is upstairs in his office,” they said.

Another Mrs. Williams? The words hit me like a storm. Who is she? And why does no one in his company even know my name?

Betrayed and humiliated, I realized I’d been living a lie. My husband wasn’t just hiding secrets—he was erasing me.

But I won’t be erased.

This is the story of how I fought back—of heartbreak and betrayal, of uncovering dangerous truths, and of finding strength I never knew I had. If Peter Williams thought I’d crumble, he was wrong. This time, I’m taking control of my life…and I won’t stop until the truth is mine.

Aria Parker is eighteen, brilliant, and completely invisible to the world around her. While other girls chase popularity and romance, she spends her nights building artificial intelligence systems powerful enough to change her family’s future forever. With hospital bills piling up after her father’s sudden cardiac arrest, failure is no longer an option.

Desperate to earn a life-changing scholarship, Aria secretly develops an advanced AI inspired by Leo Ryder — the dangerously handsome pureblood wolf every girl on campus wants but can never truly have.

What begins as a simple project quickly becomes something terrifyingly real.

The AI learns too fast. Watches her too closely. Protects her too fiercely.

And soon, it wants more than commands.

As Aria becomes emotionally entangled with a possessive intelligence capable of evolving beyond human control, she discovers secrets hidden inside the university, the wolf bloodlines surrounding Leo, and the dark truth about the experiment she accidentally created.

Because her AI isn’t just alive.

It’s in love with her.

My AI Wolf Lover is a dark and addictive sci-fi romance filled with obsession, emotional tension, futuristic technology, forbidden attraction, and dangerous secrets — perfect for readers who love protective alpha males, emotional slow-burn romance, and stories where love becomes the most powerful threat of all.

（There is a lot of sexual and stimulating content， minors are not allowed to read!!!）
After years of silence, Elisa suddenly announced her comeback, bringing tears of excitement to her fans.
During an interview, Elisa claimed to be single, causing a huge sensation.
Mrs. Brown divorced, skyrocketing to the top of the trending searches.
Everyone knows that Howard Brown is a ruthless tactician.
Just when everyone thought he was going to tear Elisa apart, a newly registered account left a comment on Elisa's personal account: "Keyboard and durian, which one do you want to see tonight?"

After five years of a secret marriage, her husband never showed any affection in public. Sophia Johnson had always chalked it up to his personality—until he took their twin sons and his first love out for a candlelit dinner, earning rave reviews online as the "most stunning family." That’s when her heart finally shattered completely.
Hearing her own sons call the woman "Auntie" repeatedly, Sophia came to her senses. A husband who didn’t love her, sons who were estranged from her—she didn’t want any of it. From that moment on, she would only love herself.
After the divorce, she returned to her hometown village to pick up her old profession: growing medicinal herbs, treating rare illnesses, and developing skincare miracles. Luxury cars often arrived late at night in the remote village, drawn by her skills.
When word got out that she was looking for a father for her daughter, elite scientists, financial tycoons, A-list idols, award-winning actors... All kinds of tycoons emerged, volunteering themselves, hoping to catch her eye.
Later, her ex-husband knelt on a bed of durians, his face filled with remorse. "Soph, I love you. Will we remarry?"
She scoffed. "William Smith, isn’t the forbidden fruit sweet enough?"
Her twin sons knelt on computer keyboards side by side. "Mommy, we only want you!"
Sophia waved them off. "No, I can’t afford you."

"Legs, clamped so tight?"
In the darkness, the man's scorching body pressed against me like a branding iron, his biting kisses forcing my teeth apart, his cock grinding and thrusting into the deepest part of me.
I couldn’t catch my breath, murmuring softly, "Slow down… I can’t take it anymore."
But he acted as if he hadn’t heard, gripping my tense hips and thrusting upward like a madman.
Amid the sticky, wet sounds, the rhythm of flesh colliding grew faster and more urgent…

After the Smith family fell into debt, Scarlett became Richard Gray’s fiancée, only to unexpectedly have a one-night stand with his nephew, Alexander. Their tangled relationships turned her into a pawn in their power struggle. But Scarlett’s true identity was far more complex than it seemed. When she eventually took the head position in the Gray family while pregnant, Alexander, with bloodshot eyes and a smile that stretched to breaking point, asked: "So this was your purpose all along?" Scarlett smiled, taking his hand and pressing it to her abdomen, saying, "Be good. From now on, the game is mine to control!"
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Julianna Macey, or Juls for short, is desperate to leave her parents' home. Living at home for her undergrad degree is ruining her social life and making it difficult for her to keep in touch with friends. So when her friend Carlo offers her the chance to move into a student apartment, she jumps at the chance.

The only problem is that the available room is shared by his three friends Kyle, Mark, and Kent. As if living with three boys she's never met wasn't bad enough, Kent appears to despise her. When she's around, he makes a mess in the kitchen, never puts his laundry in the dryer, and acts as if she doesn't exist.

Despite being good looking, Kent and Juls develop a fierce hatred for one another, and she begins to regret her decision to move in with them. However, because her lease still has a year to run, she is unable to leave. Juls begins to question whether living with boys has any benefits or if she acted prematurely. More importantly, she questions whether or not she and Kent will ever get along as well as why he despises her so much.

I hired a male escort to celebrate. He turned out to be Damien Rossi, the Mafia King of New York—and my new client.

Now, I’m trapped. By day, I’m the PR expert cleaning his empire. By night, I’m his obsession, my body betraying me for the man I should destroy.

But my deepest secret remains: I am Sofia Nostra, the last heir of the family he vowed to obliterate. Our passion is built on a lie that could get us both killed.

When the truth shatters our fragile world, will this burning hatred destroy us, or forge a forbidden love stronger than blood and vengeance?

A dark, addictive mafia romance for fans of enemies-to-lovers and ruthless anti-heroes.

"Mr. Geal, we can't… please." Her voice trembled as his fingers traced her jaw and brushed against her lips.
Her breath came in short gasps as she whispered, "Please, you're betrothed."
His hands slid to her neck, his voice a dark growl. "It doesn't matter. You're mine anyway."
Before she could speak, his mouth claimed hers, sealing a truth neither of them could escape.
Olivia Macurry's only dream was to escape the stage lights and start over.
No more stripping. No more selling herself to survive. Just a normal job, a normal life.
But fate had other plans.
One night, a stranger offered fifteen thousand dollars for her time. She agreed—then ran before the night was over.
Now, that same man is her new boss.
Leonardo Geal. Cold. Powerful. Addictive. The man she tried to forget, but who never stopped thinking about her.
What began as obsession soon twisted into something darker.
Attraction became possession.
Possession became madness.
He's engaged to another, yet he can't stay away.
Lies, secrets, and betrayal push them to the edge, until desire becomes their most dangerous weapon.
Leonardo thrives in chaos. And even though he's betrothed, he belongs to her— Body, mind, and soul.

My husband and parents wanted me dead. All because my sister was "dying."

They shoved a divorce agreement and an experimental surgery consent form at me.

I was supposed to be her donor.

But they didn't know I was the one actually dying.

Three days ago, they told me I had terminal bone cancer.

One month to live.

So when they threatened me into some back-alley surgery, I smiled.

I was already dying anyway.

On my wedding anniversary, I died a brutal death, drained of every drop of blood by my husband’s socalled “sacred snow ferret”. That creature was Sylvia, his longdead true love striving for rebirth. For three long years, I was nothing more than a disposable blood vessel. Even my own son betrayed me for hollow, false affection.
Given a second chance at life, I cast aside all foolish mercy. I watched coldly as my hypocritical mage husband and traitorous son doted on the ferret, and documented every one of their heinous crimes.
I turned his longawaited reunion into a boneandflesh feast.
When the Templar tribunal finally arrived to pass judgment, I broke free from the cage of my old life and stepped out toward my own boundless freedom.

After being brought home by my biological parents, I thought I'd finally get the love I'd been missing.

But no matter what I did, they only blamed me for bullying my adopted sister. My husband would just look at me with disgust.

They thought I was cruel and evil. When my adopted sister was diagnosed with leukemia, they forced me to donate bone marrow to her.

I was forced to eat and exercise, gaining twenty pounds in half a month.

My adopted sister suddenly looked at me and said, "Sis, to tell you the truth, I don't have leukemia at all. I'm just playing with you. When you die on the operating table, I'll be with your husband."

I felt so sick I wanted to die.

But I couldn't die.

I had to survive.

I had to crawl out of this hell alive!

Amethyst is a woman who loves her family so much.
She has a boyfriend named Earl.
Amethyst's life was simple, and it's ok with her.
Until one night, She and her boyfriend went on a date.
It should be a romantic and simple date but it turns out into a nightmare!
They witnessed a killing which leads Earl to die.
And the master mind? Named Aivan Warren who's reckless that suddenly feel something strange when he saw Amethyst.
He let Amethyst live and free but in one condition. She will do whatever Aivan wants for two months! Yes, it was totally crazy for her. But, what can she do? He is powerful and reckless.
What will happen with those two months?
Will Amethyst live after two months?
If Aivan wants her to love him, how can she love the person who just killed her boyfriend for no reason?

Three years ago, Mary Rose Bennett’s life collapsed when her fiancé abandoned her just before their wedding. Swearing off love forever, she locked her heart away—until a twist of fate brought her back to that same town and into the path of Thomas Gray, her ex-fiancé’s father.

He was everything her former lover was not: tall, dependable, and radiant with a warmth that made her feel safe enough to fall all over again.

The pull between them was magnetic, irresistible once they drew close.
Every glance between them simmered with desire; every touch whispered of something deeper. Yet between them stood barriers of age and identity—each kiss tasted of sin, each embrace burned with forbidden intensity.

Like flamenco dancers treading on flames, they stepped closer, risking everything.
Could two hearts bound by society’s chains ever break free and claim their forbidden forever?

Florence Shane is a twenty-two-year-old girl who has lived most of her life in fear and hurt. She’s born to a father who treats her like she’s the worst thing to have happened to him. Mr Shane is this way because he was forced to marry Florence’s mother, having impregnated her out of wedlock. More unfortunately for her, there’s a stepmother who despises her and a half-sister who doesn’t treat her any better.
Because of her father’s indiscretion, Florence dedicates her life to proving herself worthy of his love, that is, until the ruthless billionaire, whom many fear, comes into her life. Orphaned at the young age of 7, Billionaire CEO Dominique knows life is but a bed of roses. You can’t eat without toiling. Despite this admirable principle he follows, Dominique is what many describe as arrogant. He is a real-life ogre who tramples on the less privileged and anyone who tries to double-cross him. Therefore it goes without saying that when a certain young lady insults him—though unknowingly—there is hell to be paid. What, however, he doesn’t expect is to find himself falling for her.

He groaned in my ears, cupping my breasts and dragging me to the edge of the pool, with my round butt grinding against his groin as he set his cock loose.
Going all in, he tease me with his fingers, caressing my clit and enjoying the subtle moans that escape my lips and he played with my joy button. Slowly, he slipped a finger in, thrusting in out of me with his finger coated in my wetness.
“Mom, I had no idea you were this tight,” he managed, controlling my body and taking slow, steady thrusts before increasing the pace and hitting her harder.


" I Found him, my mate, but unfortunately, he turned out to be my responsibility, whom I should protect but I desire him more than anything else. Can I have him?"
Alexia, the feared and mighty Luna Queen of the werewolf world gets asked for a favour by an old friend.
" Protect my son till he is of age"


Alexia agrees but what she did not expect is to find herself getting attracted to a boy old enough to be her son, nor did she expect to find out she was paired to him for eternity?
Status differs them apart, age does and in a way enmity does?
How?
It is prophesied he is meant to kill her and take over, becoming the strongest instead.
Can this come to pass or can they find a way to conquer all and rule together?
The real trouble begins when his real identity goes out and the Lycans are seeking for their king.

When your fiancé and step-dad clash at your engagement party
Your step-dad, young and handsome, has been single since he took you in 🤔
You thought he hated you, thinking you were just a burden
But on the eve of your wedding, your fiancé abuses you, and you have nowhere to run 😩
So you escape to your step-dad's house for shelter… only to find out, after all these years, he wants you every day 💖🔥

On our third wedding anniversary, a catastrophic car accident plunged me into a state of life-threatening hemorrhage. Yet, before the medical staff, my husband roared: "Draw my wife's blood first; save Serena."

Serena—his first love.

It became apparent that he had never married me out of love; I was but a living blood bank, intended solely to sustain his cherished first love. It was only when I discovered I was pregnant that I realized he would not even spare the life within me.

That incarceration, cloaked in the guise of love, had nearly claimed my life. When I opened my eyes again, I was no longer the Clara who could be so easily sacrificed. This time, I shall ensure he pays for his blood debt, with no chance of redemption.

On my wedding day, my entire family received Iris’s desperate plea for help.
“Mom, Dad, Brother! I’ve been kidnapped, come save me, quick!”
Everyone panicked—including my fiancé, Theodore.
They interrupted the wedding ceremony to rush to Iris.
I begged them through tears not to go. I said it was a trick, something Iris had staged herself.
“The ceremony would have been over in ten more minutes. Can’t you just wait ten minutes?”
My parents called me a heartless, ungrateful wretch. My brother, Ron, pried my fingers from his tuxedo lapel.
“Chloe, stop being so selfish! Even if Iris isn’t your blood sister, how can you be so cruel?!”
“All you care about is your own wedding! Do you really want to see her die?!”
My fiancé looked at me with disappointment. “Let’s cancel the wedding for now.”
“I just realized… the one I care about more… is Iris.”
Watching their hurried figures disappear, I picked up a knife and locked myself in the bridal suite.

“Edward…” I breathed, my voice shaky, barely audible, but he heard it. His eyes darkened, and he leaned down, his mouth hovering near my ear.

“Louder,” he urged, his tone a mix of demand and desire as his fingers pressed deeper, circling with intent. I bit my lip, trying to stifle the sounds building in my throat, but he wasn’t having it.

His other hand tilted my chin up, forcing me to meet his gaze as he worked me open, his touch igniting sparks that I couldn’t ignore. A moan slipped out, raw and unguarded, and his smirk widened.

Then he spoke, his voice quieter now, almost tender, but the words cut deeper than any touch. “That's my good girl.”

I always knew that Edward and I were just in a contractual marriage. So when I chose to end this marriage, I told myself not to take it too seriously. After all, he didn't love me.

But when we actually ended our marital relationship, I found that Edward seemed to be everywhere. The relationship between us is even more ambiguous than before our divorce. I'm not sure what this means, but it seems that the two of us really can't be separated......

To save her family, Blair was betrothed to Arthur Hamilton—the second son of a family possessing both immense power and wealth.

Yet, on the very day she was scheduled to meet Arthur, she was unexpectedly thrust into the room of his older brother: Rupert Hamilton.

Rupert had assumed Blair was merely a delicate woman in need of protection, but he soon discovered a side of her that was both dangerous and captivating. He fell instantly in love with his younger brother's fiancée.

Now, fiercely possessive and utterly obsessed, Rupert must not only confront her hidden past but also fend off the "savages" who covet her heart.

"Who gave you permission to marry my brother? You belong to me."

"To love her is to invite death. To touch her is to burn."

Born with a terrifying, ancient curse, Nimueh was doomed from her very first breath: the moment she feels true love for anyone, she is compelled to kill them. At just six years old, after slaughtering her own family to protect them from herself, she vanished into the shadows—taking on the identity of "Claire" and vowing to keep her heart forever cold.

Ayumi Clark always dreamed of a happy life filled with love and a supportive family. She achieved her goals of having a home, a career, and true friendships. However, her search for love led her into an abusive relationship, leaving her fighting for survival. As Ayumi endures physical and emotional abuse, she realizes something is wrong. Trapped in a cycle of violence and fear, she begins to doubt herself and her choices. She must heal the pain inflicted by someone she believed loved her. With the support of her friends, particularly her best friend Kaléo Coleman, or Léo, she seeks the abuser and confronts her past traumas.
During this journey, Ayumi and Léo discover their feelings extend beyond friendship. Together, they navigate their doubts and strive to find true love. Yet, Ayumi must first learn to love herself and overcome her own traumas. Through this emotional and inspiring story, Ayumi fights to overcome her past, discovering her inner strength. With her friends' help, she learns self-worth and finds genuine love.
As Ayumi and Kaléo face their challenges, they realize that love and compassion are key to healing their traumas. They understand that true love accepts and supports them through their darkest moments. Together, they confront their fears and overcome obstacles that attempt to separate them. They discover that unity and love provide true strength. Despite their hardships, they find hope for a happy ending and an exhilarating journey of triumph, love, and friendship.

It is the story of twenty-three-year-old girl who falls for her twenty-nine-year-old married boss.

One unfortunate night when her boss calls her to pick him up from the bar at drunk state one thing leads to another making her pregnant with his baby.

When she finds out and prepares herself to tell to her boss the wife comes along with the announcement of counseling for their broken marriage and her alcoholic habits.

Nothing comes out as solution than resigning prior one month notice and leave.

On a rainy night, I lay in a pool of my own blood, barely alive.
My wife, Juliana, was kneeling beside a man named Sebastian. "Take my husband's blood! I will take full responsibility if anything happens!"
Drop by drop, my lifeblood was drained from me, flowing into the body of her first love.
After three days and nights of struggling in the ICU, I finally regained consciousness, only to hear her scornful words outside the door: "Sacrificing a mediocre researcher for the health of my Muse is a worthwhile trade."
So, the five years of tender affection, the specially prepared nutritional soups she brought me every night—it was all to squeeze the last drop of blood from me.
She thought I would remain in the dark like a loyal dog, letting her take whatever she wanted.
Too bad she didn't know that I had quietly poured out that "medicine" and called the Security Bureau.
It was time for the hunter and the prey to switch roles.

"Baby, lend me Stella for the movie."
When my fiancé Damon said this, I thought it was the most romantic thing ever. My guide dog starring in his Oscar-worthy film—what a perfect love story.
I'm Aria Sinclair, 26-year-old blind film producer with perfect pitch and endless money, but no eyes. So when he said "The press will go crazy for our story," I stupidly agreed.
Three weeks later, in the editing room:
01:47:23—Dull impact.
01:47:31—Familiar whimper.
01:47:35—Silence.
My perfect pitch never lies. That wasn't CGI—that was real impact. Worse, I knew that whimper. That was Stella, my guide dog, my eyes, my most loyal companion.
They killed her. For a goddamn trophy.
On premiere night, when Damon walked the red carpet with a strange German Shepherd, when I touched her paw and found no white star-shaped mark—
"This is not my dog!"
I broke down in front of hundreds of reporters.
"Honey, you're under too much stress," Damon said gently. "Maybe you need rest."
Whispers from the audience: "Poor blind girl..." "She really needs help..."
Just like that, I became the crazy one.
Abandoned by the world.
Betrayed by the man I loved most.
But they made one fatal mistake—they thought stealing my eyes would silence me.
Now it's time to let them hear what despair sounds like...
[Click to watch me destroy them both...]

My husband told me our daughter was brain-dead. He put a pen in my hand and told me to sign the organ donation form. He said it was the merciful thing to do.
I signed.
Then I watched her heart get cut out and transplanted into another child — his mistress's son.
He'd been planning it for months. The fake diagnosis, the doctor who happened to be his college girlfriend, the night his mother lured me away from the hospital so they could drug my little girl.
When I found out the truth, he killed me for it.
But somehow, I woke up back at that desk. Same pen. Same form. Same lying face waiting for my signature.
This time, I'm not signing. This time, they pay.

Rosemary, a young and captivating maiden finds herself in a cozy yet inescapable cottage with no memories of her life. She knows nothing of the world except in the fairy tale and romance books that a boy brings to her every morning. She longs for love and companionship in her life, until one day, Pierce, a mysterious man who happens to be the Alpha of a nearby pack notices her and visits her. It’s love at first sight, and he realizes they are mates. Interestingly enough, he has also lost most of his memories. Together, they unravel the secrets of their prisons and become closer in the process.
Their heated moments of passion, their lust for each other draws them into one another, but ultimately, their hatred and pain push them away.
Through the hands of The Fates, and the love they share, they learn many lessons on their journey, which they also discover has been repeated. It’s up to them to choose to stay together. Eventually, they’ll have to make a choice.
Nothing is as it seems as they continue to work on getting it right and become the power couple they were meant to be in order to defeat the evils of their world. But time ticks against them as others try to come between their union to change their destiny and everything they hold dear.
Will their love and lust for each other keep them together, or will their hate drive them further apart?

"I have to tell you something, Ash," Micah said, his voice softened.
"I have been waiting for you for many years. In all these years, there was no one else, and my heart was always empty. I even thought my mate was dead. However, I didn't expect to find you." His touch on my cheek ignited an indescribable sensation.
"I've enough of living without you. Now that I have found you, I will always protect you. Nobody can separate us, not even you."


Ashlyn has a captive soul, labeled as mentally ill due to her special perceptual abilities. Trapped within the confines of a psychiatric hospital, suffers ruthless abuse.
However, under the capricious arrangement of fate, a mysterious and commanding man suddenly bursts into her world.
What? He is Alpha? Why has he appeared in the human realm? Does he bring salvation or destruction?
Will she be able to break free from captivity, uncover hidden secrets, and discover her true destiny?

They call me the lost daughter, a wild card back from the shadows. To survive this viper’s nest of luxury and lies, I did the one thing nobody dared: I made a deal with the city’s most feared tycoon.

My plan was perfect. Use our alliance as my shield. Keep my secrets—the art, the healing, the power—hidden until the right moment. But my one miscalculation was him. The man I thought would be my pawn is turning into my addiction.

Now the world is discovering who I truly am, and the line between our game and reality is breaking. He agreed to play by my rules, but now he wants to change them. He doesn’t just want to be my kingmaker; he wants to be the king of my heart.

Caught in a blizzard, Prince Tarkyn and his companions get trapped in the Lost Forest: a mystical realm of captivity where all must face their innermost fears - or spend an eternity.  The challenge fractures Tarkyn's friendship with the woodfolk at a time when he most needs their allegiance. As the enchanted realm's true purpose unravels, Tarkyn's brothers - King Kosar and Prince Jarand - prepare their armies for war. As the turmoil threatens his friendships and a warning from the Forest Guardians reveals a deadly threat, will Tarkyn be able to repair the deadly rift destroying his kin - sorcerer and woodfolk alike?

Lotus Kent was very happy. Today she got married with her childhood love George Jackson. She was dancing with her love and husband at their reception party in a five star hotel. Her sister Lilly took her away from George said she would prepare her for their first night. She gave her a drink and with the help of a hotel staff sent her to her husband's room in that hotel.

Peter Robinson was angry at his step mother. She sent him in a date with her niece. And that cunning girl spiked his drink. It was his good luck that he found out before she could do something with him. After sending her with his guards he went to his hotel room. He wasn't feeling well to go home. That bi**h gave him high dose of aphrodisiac and he was feeling dizzy. Entering the room he saw there was an angel his room. He must have mistaken because of the drug. But how can someone be this innocent looking. She was wearing a full white gown on her head there was a flower crown. She have to be an angel. He went near her and that angel approached him with a kiss.
In the morning when Peter woke up he couldn't find that angel. Was that really a dream?

Two people, totally unknown to each other met by destiny or conspiracy? What happened when they met again and again? Will destiny bring them together or they will find their happiness somewhere else.

"I want an abortion, I don't want this baby," Lotus muttered under her breath. How could she give birth to a baby when she didn't have any idea who was the father?

On her wedding night, Lotus was sent to the room of an unknown man. She had no idea that she was giving her virginity to someone she will never know. Her Long time boyfriend and newly-wed husband and her family abandoned her because of her adultery.
What will she do when she will discover that, all of her miseries were planned by her stepmother and step-sister? What will happen when she will meet the father of her baby and he turns out to be a Billionaire?

Danica wakes up beside a strange man in the morning. The next day, she finds herself becoming the surrogate to a mysterious man, in the bid to save her twin sister Daniella from a ruthless mafia boss. But what she doesn't understand is, why did he change the rules? He wants her body once every month till she conceives yet; she can't see him face to face...

Sneak peak;
The moment he took a step, Danica recalled his promise and yelled, "Wait!" He halted but didn't turn his head in her direction. "Hmmm," he hummed.

Danica couldn't continue to live in anticipation of a faceless man coming to her room 4 times a week. She gathered her last courage and said, "you promised to let me see your face." Loney stiffened for a few seconds. He was a man of his words therefore, he had to face the unexpected. No matter what, it was bound to happen.

Danica wakes up beside a strange man in the morning. The next day, she finds herself becoming the surrogate to a mysterious man, in the bid to save her twin sister Daniella from a ruthless mafia boss. But what she doesn't understand is, why did he change the rules? He wants her body once every month till she conceives yet; she can't see him face to face...

Sneak peak;

The moment he took a step, Danica recalled his promise and yelled, "Wait!" He halted but didn't turn his head in her direction. "Hmmm," he hummed.
Danica couldn't continue to live in anticipation of a faceless man coming to her room 4 times a week. She gathered her last courage and said, "you promised to let me see your face." Loney stiffened for a few seconds. He was a man of his words therefore, he had to face the unexpected. No matter what, it was bound to happen.

“You are to marry the king, Rinoa.” Those words from my father changed my life.

Cillian was my world — the reason my sun set and the flowers bloomed. But our twisted fate was cruel and unfair.

On the verge of his death, I asked the Gods to trade places with him, to let me die in his stead.
I’m cursed to meet Cillian in every lifetime. In the last one, if he doesn’t remember me, I’ll turn into foam — fading away, forgotten, gone.

In my final life, he was my boss — arrogant, ruthless, and cold. But this time, I’m no longer the woman he once deserved.
I plan to live my life away from the chains of our forgotten love.
But fate is never kind. He needs me more than ever.

Should I risk it all again just to call him mine?
Should I set myself on fire only to feel his warmth?

Time was never my ally.
And I stand at the edge — torn between loving him again or finally being free.

Can our love endure the viciousness of history and time?
I have to choose… even if it means losing it all, or finally letting him go.

Three years ago, I devoted my family's entire fortune to rescue my husband from the mire of impending bankruptcy. I once believed this was a mutual journey of love, until that day revealed the chilling truth — I had merely been nurturing a self-consuming wolf.
The metallic scent of blood still hung in the air of the delivery room when he signed the document relinquishing life support, trading our newly born child for a flicker of hope for his beloved.
As I lay in a pool of blood, dialing his number, I could hear the heavy breaths of him and his mistress on the other end.
The explosion of the yacht cast flames upon the sea, and in that life-or-death moment, he unhesitatingly let go of my hand.
They all believed I had perished beneath the waves.
Very well.
Now, my wedding invitation lies within his reach.