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The night Declan Ashford announces his chosen mate, everyone in the pack expects me to show up and fall apart.
I don't go.
What I do instead: I'm sitting on the floor of Cael Voss's dorm room in a training jacket that isn't mine, asking whether his mattress is filled with rocks. Cael is Declan's packmate at the academy. His equal in rank. His roommate. The last person I had any reason to call tonight.
I called him anyway.
Here's what he doesn't know: I'm not actually Beta. My real rank was sold before I was old enough to understand what that meant. I've been suppressing it for years.
Here's what I don't know: he's had something of mine under his pillow for two years. Something small. Something I spent three days looking for before I gave up.
Neither of us has said anything about it yet.

His breath comes out sharp. “You’re so fucking full of yourself it's ridiculous.”
“You haven’t told me to stop,” I murmur.
His fingers twitch like he wants to hit me or grab me, maybe both.
He turns his head away like he’s trying to find oxygen, but I can see it, the flush in his neck, the pulse beating fast under my thumb, the way his body gives him away even while his mouth keeps lying.
I press my body into his, chest to chest, heat to heat.
“You want to hate me. Fine. Hate me all you want. But don’t fucking lie to yourself. Don’t pretend your cock doesn’t get hard every time I say your name.”
He groans, a sound caught between frustration and need.

Xander never meant to get involved. Two years ago he stumbled into an alley and locked eyes with a stranger beating someone bloody.
That stranger was Jax.
Since then, he's found himself thinking of the guy an unhealthy amount. He was a fantasy for two whole years...until he wasn't. Now they circle each other like fire and gasoline...sparking, burning, never quite touching without leaving marks. Xander isn’t used to being overpowered. But Jax dominates like he was born to, and Xander hates how much he craves it.
It’s push and pull. Bite and bleed. Want and denial.....
Jax hides behind silence and shadows. A violent past, darker urges, walls built out of barbed wire. But Xander keeps digging, keeps fucking showing up, and that scares Jax more than anything. Because Xander isn’t just scratching the surface.
He’s reaching in and pulling Jax apart. And the deeper they fall, the more dangerous it gets.
✨He was supposed to be a pastime. Not a craving. But some obsessions don’t burn out. They burn through.✨

Eliza Harrington had encountered her father's colleagues before, but the stunning, half Italian Alpha Romano Alessandro Visconti left her at a loss for words. After a year and a half of being married, Romano became cold and distant. In desperate attempts to leave a relationship filled with both passionate intensity and cold hatred, Eliza finds the courage to request a divorce. However, before he can fulfilling her wish, Romano requires something in return: an alpha son an heir. one day Eliza eavesdrops on her husband speaking on the phone. Eliza is troubled by the fact that Romano's heartless behavior towards her seems to be influenced by the manipulative actions of her cruel father.
Eliza must find a reassuring truth about her husband, who refers to her as his cara, his beloved, despite his distant affection, amidst her anxiety.

This is not your Average romance novel. This dark romance novel contains Steamy contents capable of turning your world upside down.

One of your biggest fantasy should not be wanting your boss bending you over his table.


Never allow your boss lead you into darkness, revealing a whole new world you never knew existed.


Never allow your boss perceive your Arousal, and know what exactly you taste like.


Never allow his spanking fly faster than sparks.

Just like every worker, Rosa sees her boss as a workaholic who loves his job, invest his time into making it a profiting organization, but what she never knew was that Axel has a darker side of him he never showed to anyone, the dominating, possessive, and demonic side of him.

Her biggest fantasies were to get her boss bending her over on his table, doing those terrible things to her, exploring every inch, every curves of her body, most especially her sensitive parts.

Rosa's fantasies was becoming a reality the moment a message beep her phone.

Twenty-two-year-old Scarlett "Scar" Justice thought she could hide forever behind fake names and stolen lives. But when killers track her to Chicago's deadliest neighborhood, she runs straight into the arms of the one man who could destroy her completely. Vincent "Viper" Capone is thirty-eight, ruthless, and heir to the most feared crime family in the city. He rules with bullets and blood, and his enemies don't live to see morning. When he saves Scar from assassins, he doesn't know she's the daughter of FBI Director Marcus Justice—the man sworn to bring down everything Viper has built. All Viper knows is that this mysterious girl with fire in her eyes makes him feel things he thought died long ago. As gang wars explode across Chicago and bodies pile up in the streets, their forbidden attraction becomes impossible to ignore. But in a world where love is weakness and trust means death, their secret romance could start a war that burns the entire city to ash. When the truth comes out, Viper must choose between his family's empire and the woman who stole his heart. And Scar must decide if love is worth betraying everything she's ever known—or if some secrets are too deadly to survive.

Twenty-two-year-old Ethan Blackwood never wanted to be a soldier. As the son of a minor lord in the peaceful border town of Ashford, he dreamed of becoming a scholar and living a quiet life with books and maps. But when orc tribes suddenly attack the human kingdom of Valornia, Ethan is forced to join the army as a knight. On the battlefield, he expects to fight monsters. Instead, he finds himself falling for one.
Kiera Stoneheart is an orc commander with fire-red hair and a warrior's spirit. She's fierce, brilliant, and nothing like the savage beasts the human propaganda describes. When Ethan captures her during a raid, he discovers something terrifying: the orcs didn't start this war. A powerful faction within the human kingdom called the Silver Covenant is using the conflict to grab power and destroy anyone who questions them.
Now Ethan must choose between his loyalty to his people and the truth he's uncovered. As he and Kiera work together to expose the conspiracy, their hatred turns to respect, then friendship, and finally to a love that could cost them everything. Because in a world where humans and orcs are supposed to be enemies, falling in love with the other side isn't just forbidden—it's treason punishable by death.
With assassins hunting them, his best friend turning against him, and the fate of two races hanging in the balance, Ethan must decide: will he be the hero who saves his kingdom, or the traitor who destroys it? And can love truly conquer hate when the entire world is built on lies?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

After two years of marriage, I humbled myself to the dust, only to be called "scheming" by him. In his eyes, I was just a woman who crawled into his bed through dirty tricks, using children as tools, never comparing to his pitiful "sister-in-law."

When he disgustedly tore my clothes and roughly pressed me down, I tremblingly told him: "I'm pregnant!" But he sneered, saying I was acting. Even after I lost the child, he was still happily chatting with the perpetrator's family.

Finally, I was tired and exhausted. All my love and endurance meant nothing to him.

When I threw the divorce papers in his face, I thought it was the end, but it was just the beginning. When he gripped my wrist tightly, pinned me against the car door, and sealed my lips with a punishing, possessive kiss, I shamefully felt something... What does this man really want?

Five years ago, Emma Holloway made the cruelest choice of her life—breaking the heart of the only man who ever truly loved her. She let him walk away without knowing the truth. Now? She’s broke, desperate, and hiding behind a fake name just to land a job.

Only it’s not just any job. It’s at Harrington Enterprises.

And her new boss?
Cole Harrington. The man she pushed away. The man who built an empire… and never forgot the woman who betrayed him.

Cole is colder now. Powerful, unreadable, and engaged to someone else. But when he sees her again—“Emily Grace,” as she now calls herself—he plays along. Smiling in public. Testing her in private. Pushing boundaries she’s too vulnerable to defend.

She needs the paycheck. He wants answers.
But neither of them are prepared for what happens when secrets start unraveling, and emotions long buried come roaring back.

Because Cole isn’t just back for business.

He’s back for closure.
Or revenge.
And maybe... her heart.

Five years of a marriage forced by family convenience end in the cruelest way possible: with a request for divorce on the same day they would celebrate their anniversary. Lilian, devastated by Ethan's rejection—the man she learned to love despite the circumstances—sees her life fall apart. In her darkest hour, when the pain seems unbearable, Lilian is saved by Daniel Spector, a longtime friend and silent confidant who has always loved her. At the hospital, news changes everything: Lilian is two months pregnant. But there is another woman, Joana Mercadante — rich, famous, and supposedly also expecting Ethan's child. With her heart broken and her soul on fire, Lilian decides to leave. She flees to France and, far from the eyes of the world, gives birth to her son and builds an empire. Five years later, she returns as a powerful woman, determined to face her demons... and she finds Ethan again. He never stopped looking for her, never forgot the love he destroyed with his own hands. Now he must fight not only for forgiveness, but for a second chance—with her and with the son he never knew. But will regret be enough to rebuild a love that was betrayed? Especially when Daniel, Ethan's new rival, is ready to build the life Lilian always dreamed of... and is already the father in her son's heart?

Isabella "Izzy" Cross thought her biggest problem was paying for college.

Then four ruthless mafia heirs showed up at her door, claiming her dead father owed them a blood debt worth two million dollars.
Since she can't pay with money, they'll take her instead.
Dragged into a world of violence and luxury, Izzy becomes the obsession of four deadly men:
Luca, the cold leader who sees her as a challenge;
Marco, the charming one who hides his cruelty behind smiles;
Nico, the quiet killer who watches her every move;
and Dante, the explosive wildcard who might just burn everything down for her.
Each brother offers her protection, passion, and pieces of a truth that could destroy everything she believes about her family.
As bullets fly and secrets surface, Izzy must decide: escape their golden cage or claim her place as queen of their dark empire.

In a world where love is the most dangerous weapon, four men will kill to keep her, and she might just let them.

For three whole years, as the "partner" of the bourgeois empress Victoria, I remained the most docile shadow of her business empire. Everyone thought I was a beautifully kept ornament, but only I knew that beneath this glittering facade, every shadow was a chaotic situation I had quelled with my own blood and flesh. It wasn't
until she used her daughter's final resting place as leverage to appease her lover that I realized that marriage was nothing more than a deceptive hunt.
Now, I'm going to recoup the costs.

As the heir to the Winsor Pack, I sold off the land my father left behind—just to help him ascend to power.
But on the tenth day of his brother Zane’s funeral, I caught him holding Evelyn, my sister-in-law, whispering:
“She was just an obstacle.”
While “cheap plaything” cards bearing my photo spread like wildfire through every Pack’s group chat,
he was using the tie I gave him to fasten her dress.
He got me drunk, dumped me on the street,
and let unfamiliar Alphas rip my dignity to shreds.
When I crawled home, bloodied and broken,
he cupped my face with a hand that reeked of her perfume and said:
“Stop making a scene. Evelyn is still pregnant—with my brother’s child.”
But the Moon Goddess mark at the back of my neck had already begun to fester in the rot of his lies.
“Tear those chains apart, Stella.”
“You are the Moon’s chosen of the Winsor Pack—
not a sacrifice on an altar built from shame.”

"Take me. Now, George."
As if he couldn’t wait a second later. Gently, he guided his length into her.
The feeling of him inside her for the first time, filling her up beautifully was addicting. Isla jerked up against him, spreading her legs wider and encouraging him to go deeper. She was already at the brink of exploding with the erotism of it all.
George let out a loud groan when he was buried inside her, stretching her to the max. Her walls clenched down on him, trying to push him out, but he wasn't going anywhere soon. Slowly, he started to pump, sliding in and out of her hot, wet and velvety canal.. The feel of her made him want to pound away with abandon, but he held back, not wanting to hurt her. He knew he wasn't eh...average sized.
Isla's heart had been shattered, leading her to swear off love forever. However, fate had other plans when a charismatic and flirtatious neighbor entered her life. Tempted by the possibility of love, Isla found herself drawn to him, unaware of the dangerous secret he harbored. This secret had the potential to break her heart once again.
In the contemporary romance novel, "Chaos: When A Billionaire Meets A Secret Agent," animosity and desire collide in unexpected ways. Readers will be captivated by the fiery encounters, playful banter, and undeniable chemistry between the characters.
Welcome to a world where love and fear intertwine, as Isla must decide whether to let her past dictate her future or take a chance on love once more. Get ready for a thrilling journey that explores the complexities of relationships and the power of embracing the possibility of love.

When I scrolled across that photo of Tyler with his arms wrapped around Rachel at 2 AM, I nearly shattered my phone against the wall. That bastard—maintaining our "just scratching an itch" arrangement while wooing her with soulmate bullshit?

With anger burning through my veins and my skin flushing hot, I stormed off to the jazz bar determined to expose him.

But who could have guessed that in the middle of this dramatic showdown, I'd discover the truth about Seth—the one secretly marking up my sheet music, the one who decked Tyler for me?

Maybe this gut-wrenching betrayal was actually the universe's twisted way of pointing me toward something real.

My husband Eric couldn't speak after a car accident three years ago. Three years of silence. Not one word.

To pay for his rehab, I worked four jobs at once—worked until I was coughing up blood, until I collapsed. Winter nights, Leo and I huddled under one threadbare blanket. When my son spiked a fever and I had no money for medicine, I stayed up all night pressing wet rags to his burning forehead.

Eric? His only communication was cold texts, ordering me around. When Leo reached for a hug, he'd push him away like our son didn't exist.

I endured it all. Because deep down, I believed the accident was my fault.

Until that night.

I was hauling equipment at Selena's concert—Selena, the pop star everyone knew—when a mystery guest in a mask stepped on stage. They sang together, voices blending like they'd done this a thousand times.

That voice. That lightning-shaped scar on his elbow.

My "mute" husband of three years.

I followed him backstage. Through the door, I heard Selena's laugh: "Congrats, Eric. Your mute act is almost over—you won the bet."

Three years of sacrifice.

All of it just a game. A bet with his first love.

We both married the wrong men. It killed us both.

My past life was hell—my violent temper disgusted gentle Alpha Ashen, his weakness suffocated me. We were toxic together. Meanwhile, my sweet sister Elena married brutal Alpha Karl of Dark Moon Pack, only to get slowly tortured by his manipulative childhood sweetheart until she couldn't take it anymore and jumped.

Now I'm back. Wedding day. White dress. Same disasters waiting.

I tear off the veil and storm to Elena's room: "We're switching places."

She gets the gentle Alpha who'll worship her kindness. I get the ruthless bastard and his scheming little princess.

Let's see how that scheming bitch handles a Luna who fights back.

The biggest mistake of my life was falling in love with my childhood best friend, Cole Blackwood.

I grew up with Cole. He was my childhood best friend. When my mom died in a car accident in high school, his mother Lillian, my mom's best friend, saw that my stepmother didn't like me and took me in. She arranged our engagement. Cole protected me from bullies in high school. I fell for him. We secretly married at eighteen.

Shortly after the wedding, he was kidnapped. That's when everything fell apart. I threw myself off a cliff to draw the kidnappers away and save him. I was in a coma for three months. But when I came back to him, weak and broken, he thought some woman named Sophia Vanderbilt had saved him instead. He started hating me for "abandoning him" and grew cold. I tried to explain. He only believed what Sophia told him. My words meant nothing. 

Cole wanted to divorce me, but his parents refused to allow it. I refused too. Sophia drugged him to get pregnant and trap him into marriage, but he stumbled into the wrong room. He slept with me instead. I got pregnant. She faked videos to make him think they'd been together. She forged evidence that I'd cheated. He wouldn't listen to a word I said. 

Then we were both kidnapped and held hostage on a rooftop. Cole chose to save Sophia. I fell. I lost the baby. After Sophia was rescued, she went to the hospital for a checkup. They found leukemia. She needed a bone marrow transplant. I was the only match, but after everything, my body was too weak. Cole used the "debt" I owed his family to force me to donate. 

I refused. Sophia "died." Cole locked me in a psychiatric hospital and tortured me until I died. 

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day he demanded my bone marrow. This time, looking at his desperate eyes, I said yes and decided to divorce him and leave him for good.

She was claimed.

She was broken.

Now they both want her back but this time she makes the rules.

Carols life was never her own.

First an Alpha who called her his fated mate raised her under his iron fist molding her into the perfect survivor.

Then a stranger with hypnotic blue eyes took her body and vanished without a trace.

Years later both men return.

One demands her absolute submission.

The other awakens a hunger she cannot suppress.

But they are both lying.

Because Carol is not just a pawn fought over by two powerful men.

She is the missing crown in a deadly game between werewolves and vampires.

Her blood holds the secret that could rewrite the war between species.

And the closer she gets to the truth

The more dangerous her desire becomes.

Loving either of them could destroy her.

Choosing neither?

A massacre will follow.

Unless she finds a third path.

Not as their mate. Not as their prey.

But as the hunter.

“The poison will eat you up soon. Rest in pieces, slut.” My best friend smiled as she watched me burn alive, her hand resting on her belly—pregnant with my fiancé’s child.

The excruciating pain of the fire tearing through my flesh was the last thing I felt before darkness swallowed me. I was Theodota, the foolish Omega who believed in love. But when I opened my eyes, I wasn't in hell. I was back in the classroom. Six years in the past.

Eleni, the woman who murdered me, was sitting right beside me, slipping a stolen jewelry box into my bag to frame me. "Theo, are you okay?" she asked with that sickeningly fake innocent smile.

I stared at her, my heart pounding not with fear, but with a cold, burning rage. Oh, I was more than okay. I was ready to destroy them.

When the school bully, Sophia, stormed in demanding her stolen necklace, Eleni feigned panic. "Theo, they were angry... I had to say you took it!" she whispered.

I didn't cower. I didn't cry. I smiled. "Sophia, search Eleni's bag instead."

As the stolen jewelry spilled from my "best friend's" bag, her face turned ghost white. The humiliation, the fear in her eyes—it was delicious. But this was just the beginning.

I walked out of the cafeteria, leaving her to the wolves, only to bump into a stranger. A man with dangerous blue eyes who looked at me like he wanted to devour me whole.

"Interesting," he muttered, his gaze locking onto mine.

And then, a jolt of electricity shot through my soul. Mate.

The day I died in a foreign country, my boyfriend was in the spotlight with another woman.

He's the man I built from nothing. Five years ago, I saved a broke orphan fresh out of college from the gutter. He said he wanted to be famous, wanted to make it to the top of the hockey world. In exchange, he became my boyfriend for five years.

I gave him the best coaching staff money could buy. Bought an entire hockey franchise and made him the centerpiece. Called in every favor I had to make him MVP.

But while he enjoyed everything I gave him, he refused to make our relationship public. Said it would "hurt his brand." He could make headlines with reporters and models, but nobody could know I existed.

He even said on national TV: "Those owners who just throw money around are pretty boring. Hockey is about skill, not money."

So why did he lose his mind when he found out I was dead?

"Good. I can't wait but what if I want it now?" Prince Dominus teased and Akira lips pressed together. She didn't utter a word.
That earned her a scoff. Then his hand moved, not gently, his fingers brushing down the line of her neck, across her collarbone. She tensed under his touch, her breath quickening as every nerve screamed for her to flee. But she didn't move.
His fingers moved lower, brushing over the fabric of her dress, just very close to her breast. Akira inhaled sharply, not in shock, but in the dull, hollow way she had grown accustomed to his touch.
Leaning closer, his lips moved over her shoulders. She hated that her skin still responded to him; her wolf hated it too. But after seven years, even hatred had lost it's sharpness.
His hand slid up, cupping her breast through the fabric. She flinched- just slightly. He noticed. He always noticed. "You're harder today," he whispered, brushing his thumb slowly over her nipple. "Almost like you missed me."
Akira said nothing. His other hand smoothed over her hip, then gave a sharp, playful smack that made her jerk. A grin tugged at his lips.
"I like when you're quiet," he said. "You're best when you're quiet."
Akira closed her eyes. She could feel the warmth of his cock pressed against her.


The day Akira chose to escape from school and return home to see her family, she met only ashes. After fifteen years of being hidden from the prying eyes of the Grand Alpha King, the one day she finally returns home, everything is gone.
No family. No friends. No hounds.
And worse, she is captured by Prince Dominus. She spends years in slavery, secretly planning her escape. When the opportunity finally comes, she flees. But where is safe from the Alpha King's reach.
Just when she begins to believe her life is taking a better turn, she is abducted again by the very ones who destroyed her past. The ones who exterminated her family. The ones who took her captive.
And now, she discovers an unthinkable truth: she is fated to the Grand Alpha King, the same man who once ordered her family's death, the same one who tried to claim her years ago.
How can she accept being mated to such a monster? Worse still, how can she tell him that his son, Prince Dominus, also desires her?

When my mother-in-law and I went undercover on our own yacht, a woman in a bikini pointed at us and screamed, "Broke trash!"

She ordered the bodyguards to throw us into the sea.

"This is the VIP section! You freeloading scum snuck on board for free food and drinks—get lost!"

She pinched her nose, looking at my mother-in-law and me with complete disgust.

I said coldly, "This is a public area. We have the right to be here."

"Public area?" She burst into shrill laughter, dripping with arrogance. "Do you even know whose yacht this is? My boyfriend's! The most powerful man in this city!"

Victoria and I exchanged confused looks—this yacht, the Poseidon, was clearly being managed by my husband Alexander.

When did he become someone else's boyfriend?!

I promised Ethan Caldwell, the boy I grew up with, I'd give up the top schools to attend some mediocre college with him.

On the final day of application submission, I brought homemade soup to his studio.

Outside the door, I heard him bragging to his friends: "Claire Bennett's like a damn puppy. I tell her to come to NYU with me, and boom, she changes her whole application to NYU. Lily's grades are shit. If Claire doesn't go for that full scholarship, Lily's got it in the bag. And Claire's so whipped, even when she finds out, she'll just suck it up like always."

The thermos in my hands feels cold now.

He broke down the morgue door, his guttural scream echoing off the cold tiles as he yanked open drawer after drawer.

"Emily!"

Ethan's hands shook violently as he pulled it open. She lay inside, a white sheet draped over her face. With trembling fingers, he peeled back the fabric. Her face was paper-white, lips bloodless, her eyelashes casting faint shadows. So still.

This wasn't the Emily he knew. The Emily he knew could smile, could cry, could clumsily try to warm his frozen heart. But now, she was just a corpse. A corpse because of him.

"Cancer... stage four..." he whispered, drowning in a tidal wave of panic.

He remembered all those times she had clutched her stomach in agony, and he had mocked her. He remembered demanding she give her heart to his lover. He remembered her final silent words through the surgical glass: "I hate you."

"AHHH—!!" A raw scream tore from his throat. He slammed his fist into the metal drawer, blood blooming across his knuckles.

He collapsed beside her, pulling her stiff, freezing body into his arms. She was so light. Like holding air.

"Emily, I was wrong. I was so wrong," he choked out, crying for the first time in years. "Wake up. Hit me. Hate me. I'm begging you..."

But death is the most absolute silence of all. How far will a man go when he realizes he murdered his only salvation?

To the world, Cassian Vale is an untouchable god—a global pop idol whose face lines billboards and whose charm leaves millions breathless. To Aurelius Crown Academy, he is the ruthless king who rules the privileged elite with an iron fist.

To Aria Whitmore, he is just an arrogant, entitled nightmare.

Armed with nothing but her fierce independence, Aria refuses to bow to the academy’s cruel hierarchy or to its golden boy. But a single family dinner shatters her reality when a bombshell is dropped: She is betrothed to Cassian Vale.

Forced into an arranged marriage to unite two billionaire empires, Aria finds herself trapped in a gilded cage—sharing a roof, a bed, and a life with the man she swore to hate.

As jealous rivals declare war at school and calculating parents watch their every move, the lines between fake vows and real desire begin to blur. Cassian is used to the spotlight owning him, but under the cover of darkness, he’s willing to burn the world down to keep Aria safe.

They were meant to be pawns in a legacy game. Instead, they became each other's most dangerous obsession.

I came to this island asylum for one reason:
twenty thousand dollars.

A job. Three months. No questions asked.

But the moment I signed, they locked a steel cuff around my ankle.
The other end belongs to him.

He's not a patient. He's a monster.
Mob heir. Thirty bodies, broken by hand.
The scars on his face tell me exactly what he's capable of.

He refuses to even look at my file.
Instead, he demands one thing:
I sleep in his bed.
I stay within three meters.
Or the chain delivers a shock that drops me to my knees.

He calls me little rabbit.
He says if I run, he'll cut off my foot.
And last night, when another inmate tried to drag me into a corner—
he nearly killed a man with his bare hands.

So yes, he's my only protection on this floating prison.
But that's the trap, isn't it?

Because when his lips brush my neck in the dark,
when he wraps that stolen blanket around my frozen body,
I almost forget—
I'm not his partner.

I'm his leash-trained toy.

And the worst part?
I'm starting to want him to keep me.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains themes of non-consensual encounters, emotional manipulation, and intense dark romance. Reader discretion is advised.

Blurb:

One stolen thing. One dangerous mistake. Now, she belongs to him.

She didn’t know the fire she was playing with… until it burned her.

He’s a devil in an Armani suit—a cold, calculating billionaire whose empire is built on blood and betrayal. To cross him is to sign your own death warrant.

But she never meant to steal from him. She didn’t even know what she was taking. And yet, in his eyes, she is the ultimate betrayal.

She should’ve been broken, discarded like all the others. Instead, she became his obsession.

Trapped in his dangerous world, she’s torn between hating him and craving the fire he awakens in her. The deeper she falls, the darker his secrets become—secrets that could cost her more than just her heart... they could cost her very soul.

In his world, love isn’t salvation. It’s a death sentence.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains themes of non-consensual encounters, emotional manipulation, and intense dark romance. Reader discretion is advised.

Blurb:

One stolen thing. One dangerous mistake. Now, she belongs to him.

She didn’t know the fire she was playing with… until it burned her.

He’s a devil in an Armani suit—a cold, calculating billionaire whose empire is built on blood and betrayal. To cross him is to sign your own death warrant.

But she never meant to steal from him. She didn’t even know what she was taking. And yet, in his eyes, she is the ultimate betrayal.

She should’ve been broken, discarded like all the others. Instead, she became his obsession.

Trapped in his dangerous world, she’s torn between hating him and craving the fire he awakens in her. The deeper she falls, the darker his secrets become—secrets that could cost her more than just her heart... they could cost her very soul.

In his world, love isn’t salvation. It’s a death sentence.

Four years ago, I left my boyfriend when he had nothing.

Now, he's a billionaire. And he's forcing me to marry him—just for revenge.

Every day it's a different girl. Now there's a pregnant influencer he flaunts in my face, destroying what's left of my dignity.

"Kneel and beg her, and I'll give you money." He holds another woman and smirks at me.

I don't cry. I don't scream. I just swallow the blood rising in my throat.

He doesn't know my brain tumor is terminal. I have thirty days left.

I've already signed the organ donation papers. I just want to die in peace.

I stopped loving him a long time ago.

On Tracey's coming-to-age ceremony, she found her boyfriend was having an affair with her bestie. Soon, her stepmother drugged her and planned to trap her in a nude photo scandal.
Meanwhile, a handsome man passed by and saved Tracey but he required Tracey to repay him physically. Tracey had no choice but to agree. After that, Tracey went abroad.
Three years later, Tracey went back. She was about to revenge her ex-bf through an editor. While waiting for the editor in a nightclub, Tracey's addiction to cigarettes had gone crazy. Therefore, she entered the male toilet to knock the door, "Buddy, can I get a lighter?"
However, there came a familiar voice, "I don't have a lighter, but you lit my fire, babe."
Tracey wanted to leave, but the man stopped her.
"I want you, right now!"

"Scream Yalda, I want the whole fucking world to hear you". He said as his grip on her hair tightened. "I want the fucking world to know just how good you sound when I fuck you".

Yalda, a young struggling college student with a dark past, finds herself having a one-nightstand with a domineering man who turns out to be one of the richest and most influential men on the continent. Desperate for better life, she accepts his offer to be his exclusive whore with no strings attached, and four years later, she finds herself working as his secretary, still binded by the contract. She soon realizes that her emotional attachment to him will bring her nothing but pain and misery, and she asks for the contract to be terminated. Unbeknownst to her that like her, he also had a dark past, one which has influenced his interest for her since the very beginning.
What happens when he refuses to let her go?

When Esther was a perfect wife but her husband cheated, she ordered a call boy for revenge.
He was so young and skilled. Then she left a check and ran away.
Later, she ran into the "call boy" and found he's in fact the youngest congressman, the future president ...
But he wants Esther every night ...

(Book 2 of My Hockey Alpha. It can be read alone)
Celeste run into her brother's best friend, who is now a hoceky team leader, at a party.
He cornered her in the toilet.
"Behavior yourself." Celeste warned him
"Be a good girl if you don't want to be heard. " He smirked.
……
Then Celeste escapes and he hasn't found out who she really is.
It's her dirty secret ...... How long can she hide it?

"Big Kai?"

He didn't respond but moved his eyes around the room, scanning the place.

"Wha...what are you doing here?"

His icy blue eyes returned to me, sending shivers down my spine. Then further dropped to my dress and then back to my eyes.

"The shit going on downstairs, what does it mean?" he asked, making my legs as weak as they are eager to flee.

"It's....it my wedding,"

He scoffed darkly. "Excuse me?"

I swallowed. "I am......getting married,"

He let out a humorless laugh, looking away and giving me lesser comfort. He looked at me with a demonic frown.

Terror washed me.

"Every single motherfucker/human being here, be it adult or child, including you, will burn before that happens,"

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The quiet but pathetic life of Twenty-year-old Mia Jefferson changed the night she found a few months old interracial baby boy abandoned in a dumpster on her way home. She saved him and kept him in her care for almost a month until she was taken by a deadly gang who accused her of abduction. She thought it was it for her until the ruthless gang leader, Nathaniel Kincaid, known on the streets as Big Kai and the father of the baby appeared and added to her punishment. At the point when Mia is about to give up, Nathaniel makes her his baby's nanny as the only way to convince him that she is not the abductor. As she picked up her care for the baby, Nathaniel watched her every move consistently, placing his heart in a dark and passionate risk.

A rebellious night of unsanctioned movement causes Gatrina Morgan, a human in an alien world where humans were sold as slaves to alien families and businesses, to cross paths with a strange alien. She saves his life during an accident but runs away.

She is unaware that the alien she saved was the crowned Prince of the empire, Jarox Girth; also known as the sexiest Krug on the planet. He becomes obsessed with finding her, causing more violence between the Krug Hierarchy and the Underground Human Uprising.

Dive into the explicitly sensual romance story of an Alien Royal and a brave human girl! A romance that will determine the fate of an entire species!

His hands inch up my legs. Rough and ruthless.
“You got away from me once, Flora,” he says. “Never again. You’re mine.”
He tightens his grip on my neck. “Say it.”
“I’m yours,” I choke out. I always have been.

Flora and Felix, separated suddenly and reunited again in a strange circumstance. He doesn’t know what ever happened. She has secrets to hide, and promises to keep.
But things are changing. Betrayal is coming.
He failed to protect her once before. He’ll be damned if it happens again.

（His Little Flower series consists of two stories, I hope you like them.）

Returning home from abroad two years after graduating from MIT with two PHDs. Samantha Logan was excited to share the good news with her father only to be welcomed with a big shot which potentially changed her life.
Coincidentally, the mafia boss her father owed was at her father's residence that day to request for his money, but the moment Samantha walked in, he changed his mind and requested for a different thing.
She was given the option to become the slave of Lord Damian to cover the debt of her father.
They say the sins of the father shall be bestowed upon the children..
Does she have a chance with a cold blooded Mafia boss who doesn't think twice before killing and would do anything and everything to stay alive?

WARNING!( MATURE )
"Are you touching yourself?" he voices in a husky murmur startling the hell out of me.
I quickly sit up and look at his amused face, "N...no" I stutter in embarrassment.
"Let me see" Carl crouches in front of me and grabs my hand to inspect my wet fingers.
*
Kayla is Santino's American mafia princess. In the world of guns, an enemy is bound to knock on your door anytime.
What happens when her father's enemy knocks on their door?
And what happens when Kayla learns that she's betrothed to a ruthless Italian mafia boss, Carl Moreno? Also known as the s*x-god.
And to add on that, a man of many enemies.
Join me to find out

Married for years. Hidden for years. A wife no one knew existed.
The day the doctors said terminal, her husband named a skyscraper after himself and his mistress. The city cheered. Then he called — not to ask if she was okay, but to order her to clean up the scandal. Smile. Swallow it.
She did. She always did.
The hospital called. Emergency surgery. He hung up. Blocked the number.
She went under the knife alone. No hand to hold. No one outside that door. As the anesthesia dragged her down, one thought lingered — if she died tonight, would he even know?
She didn't die. But something in her did.
Divorce papers signed. No tears. No begging. Gone.
Years later, her name lit up every headline — the visionary AI architect behind a global tech revolution. The world couldn't stop saying her name.
He came crawling back. Apologies. Grand gestures. Begging outside her door for hours. His empire meant nothing now. Every achievement tasted like ash. That skyscraper mocked him against the skyline every single day.
She looked at him the way you look at a stranger.
"Do I know you?"
And walked away. Not once looking back.

"I have a mate," I said.
"Is that so?" Alaric's gaze narrowed. He leaned closer, his breath fanning my nose and all I could think was to kiss him.
"Yes, and that’s not you," I pushed back my urges as I whispered. Why couldn’t it be him?
A feral growl left his lips as he pulled me closer, "You’re MINE!"
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Betrayed. Abandoned. Left to die. Lilac had given everything to Alpha King Kael—her love, her loyalty, her very soul—only to be cast aside when his fated mate arrived. The fragile Omega not only stole Kael’s heart but destroyed everything Lilac had built, leaving her broken and watching her family perish. As Lilac took her final breath, the last thing she saw was Kael holding the woman who had ruined her.
But death was not the end.
When Lilac’s eyes opened, she was back, six years in the past, standing in the ceremony where she was first chosen as Kael’s mate. The goddess had granted her a second chance. But this time, she would not be the same naive woman who loved blindly. This time, she would fight. She would take back what was hers.
Yet, with every choice she makes, the future begins to shift. Kael's half brother Alaric showed up in the picture. Fate is no longer predictable, and the kingdom's destiny is no longer set in stone. As Lilac walks a new path, one question haunts her: Is she rewriting her salvation… or her doom?

"It was a mistake! I apologized already," feeling so terrified as I moved backward.

"You should have known me better than this, little sparrow," He chuckled deeply, his gaze fixed on me.

"Lucas please!" I cried, now stopped by the wall as my heart beats faintly.

"Don't worry it's just a little game, you and I will play, you'll love it, little sparrow," He smirked.

I knew this was a trick, Ben lied when he said he wouldn't hurt me and I stupidly fell into the trap.

Now, I was alone with him and in his room.

I think this is the time for me to announce my funeral...

"Strip!" His cold voice snapped me out,as he stared at me with a deadpan expression while I gazed at him in ultra shock.


Camilla Evans is a gentle nerd in her finals at Watermark Highschool. As a nerd, the stereotypical notion of her wearing thick rimmed glasses, out-of-vogue clothes and shoes which were eighty percent of the time, twice her size still stands.

Having been at the bottom of the food chain in Watermark Highschool, Camilla was liable to predators and the most annoying one of them all went by the name, Lucas Liam.

Camilla had no idea why the hottest guy in school would even spare her a glance not to mention actually spending the whole day bullying and teasing her to no end.

Could there be something else to these false acts of bully and teases from Lucas?

Find out what happens when the Cheerleader, Jenny Layton put Camilla's life at stake?

Will she be able to handle all the torments she's passing through especially when her mum died and her sister left her behind?

Allen Carter is an innocent young and beautiful woman who had her life all rosy and sweet but fate took a massive turn on her when she suddenly needed money badly for her grandmother's surgical cancer operation.

While in desperate need of money, a guy she met at the bar where she works approached her and told her about an offer to marry a billionaire for six months only for a huge sum of money.

She hesitated at first but soon agreed cause of how urgent she needed money.

What she didn't know was that she was made to replace the CEO's 'run away bride' because she had the exact same facial identity as her.

She eventually find out that this CEO was the (ruthless and coldest CEO Raymond) that everyone talks about in the country.

She thought she could pretend well as the run away bride for six months and divorce him but Raymond find out already that she wasn't his real wife.

But it got even worse when the CEO accused her that she was the one who hid his run away bride, and that if she didn't provide his run away bride, he would destroy everything in and about her

Would it be an impossible thing if these two people from two different world fall in love? Why don't you read to find

Seraphine Callum has one goal — protect everything her late father left behind before the man controlling her family destroys it completely.

When her stepfather arranges her marriage to a stranger without her consent, Seraphine refuses to go quietly. A chance encounter with a mysterious woman offers her an unexpected escape — a secret flash marriage to a man she’s never properly seen.

No names. No faces. Just a way out.

She thinks it buys her time. She has no idea it changes everything.

Some marriages begin with love. This one begins with survival.

On her wedding day, Alexa experiences the biggest joke of the century when her fiance appears at the altar together with none other than her stepsister, leaving her humiliated in front of everyone.

In just one day, Alexa loses her marriage, her career, and her family's support. Banished abroad by her father due to her stepmother and stepsister's deception, her reputation lies in ruins.

A year later, Alexa returns with a resolve to uncover the truth behind her mother's death and seek revenge. To achieve this, she needs local influence strong enough to challenge her family. Alexa reaches out to Darwin, who proposes a marriage contract based on mutual benefit.

What will happen next?

When a salesgirl finds out shapeshifters exist, and ignites war between two Mafia Dons, will she survive it or die? What will happen when she discovers she's a werewolf herself and her mate is the Alpha Don who kidnapped her? Whose side will she pick between her father who's found her after searching for years, and her mate, the Alpha Don she's fallen for?

Find out in this first book of the Werewolf Mafia Series where RUTHLESSNESS of the Mafia meets STRENGTH of the Werewolf.

"How dare you touch my mate?"
Three days ago, Aella was publicly rejected. Her fated mate called her worthless. Wolf-less. Too fat to stand beside an Alpha.
On the day she was meant to be sold into another mating, the most feared Alpha in the north shattered her engagement ceremony and claimed her in front of everyone.
Eros Shaw does not save people. He conquers them. And yet, he takes her away.
Aella has spent her entire life believing one thing: No one loves a fat girl. Not even the Moon. But the Moon has been lying.
Because Aella is not wolf-less. She is something far more dangerous. As ancient magic stirs, a forgotten prophecy begins to unfold. Her blood carries power long buried. Her twin sister hides a truth that could destroy them both. And somewhere in the shadows, a witch waits for the perfect moment to strike.
Eros thinks he has claimed a broken girl.
He has no idea she is the beginning of the end.
His mark may kill her. Her awakening may destroy him.
And when enemies close in and secrets unravel, Aella must decide: remain the girl they mocked or rise as the Alpha Female destiny has been preparing for centuries?

Alexa doesn't know about the existence of the supernatural creatures, she only knew they exist in folklores.

She was born in the human world, grew up as a human and has adapted to the human life, her family showered her with great love and utmost care.

Her parents are travellers, travelling all over the world to experience different cultures and traditions...at least, that's what they told her.

But there's a dirty secrets behind them traveling all over, what could this secret be?