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"I need an accident—one that looks fatal," I said calmly into the encrypted phone. "It's the only way to escape him."
Rumors swirl that this man—the underworld boss who controls half of Europe’s shadow economy—loves me beyond reason.
They say he defied his entire family for me. That this ruthless killer laid down his weapons just to cook me a meal.
For years, he made the world believe I was his one weakness—and even I almost believed it.
But instinct in a life-or-death moment doesn’t lie.
When bullets shattered the car window, he yanked the steering wheel on reflex—shielding my adopted sister in the passenger seat while leaving me, his wife, fully exposed to the hail of gunfire.
As I lay bleeding, desperately trying to protect our unborn child… he was busy cradling her in his arms.
While I endured everything for our future, he signed over the estate—the one he promised would be our retire place—to that lying sister.
That’s when I knew: some loves are just performances for the living.
So I gave him exactly what he wanted.
I left behind a positive pregnancy test—six weeks along—and drove straight into the deep ocean, staging the most brutal finale right before his eyes.

In a torrential rainstorm and a car accident, I watched helplessly as my husband carried his beautiful secretary away.

I also lost the baby in my womb.

Why has the person I once shared weal and woe with become so heartless?

The pain of betrayal cuts like a knife. However, in the face of despair, I met Neo, a college classmate of mine.

He silently stayed by my side and went all out to help me start a wine company.

The flames of revenge were thus ignited.

Can I successfully strike back and make the heartless person pay the price?

Her marriage, which has lasted for three years, ends in a divorce. The whole city laughs at her and mocks her for being the abandoned wife of a wealthy family. Six years later, she returns to the country with a pair of twins. This time, she has taken a new lease on life and is now a world-renowned genius doctor. Countless men are now lining up to court her and marry her, until one day, her daughter tells her that “Daddy” has been on his knees for three days straight, begging to remarry her.Roxanne, a kind-hearted and innocent young woman, is married off to the wealthy and enigmatic businessman, Lucian. Roxanne’s life takes an unexpected turn as she finds herself in a loveless and suffocating marriage. Lucian is portrayed as a distant and cold husband, consumed by his own ambitions and scandals.Despite her efforts to be a dutiful wife, Roxanne's marriage becomes increasingly unbearable. She discovers that her husband is having an affair with a scheming socialite. Roxanne’s heartbreak and humiliation push her to the brink, leading her to make a daring decision: she leaves behind her luxurious life to find herself anew.Roxanne’s journey of self-discovery takes her to the bustling city of Paris. In the artistic and bohemian atmosphere, she begins to unravel the layers of her own identity. Through a series of chance encounters, she befriends the charismatic and free-spirited artist, Who in turn becomes Roxanne’s guide to a world of pa*sion, art, and liberation that she had never known before.As Roxanne navigates her new life, she gradually lets go of the constraints that had bound her in her former existence. The novel beautifully portrays her metamorphosis from a timid and abandoned wife to a confident and independent woman. Through mentorship, Roxanne discovers her own artistic talents and finds solace in painting, using the canvas as a means to express her emotions and aspirations.

Jonas Whitepaw has always felt a little different, and he has accepted people commenting on his size and teasingly calling him a pretty boy. For despite being a future Alpha, he isn’t big or burly. Luckily for him, his handsome face and charms more than makeup for his lack of size, at least with the ladies.

Without really being prepared, he is thrown into the job as Alpha when his father is killed by the feared rogue king Typhon Bloodclaw, also known as Cerberus. Pushed by the pack and especially the Beta, Jonas decides to go and negotiate alone with the rogues when they abduct 4 Young girls, one of them Jonas' baby sister.

To his surprise, the rogue King is willing to let the girls go on one condition: Jonas takes their place. What does the rogue King want with Jonas? Will he abuse him like the young Alpha fears? And what is the weird feeling Jonas gets when he is near Typhon? He can’t be attracted to a man, or can he?

Ugly. Good for nothing. Useless. Disgusting.
These are the words Zara hears every single day.


I was the Alpha's fated mate but my rejection was worse than one thousand needles pierced to my skin.
"I, Weston Bruce Furrow, Alpha of the Shadow Moon Pack reject you, Zara Liam Adolf of the Night Moon Pack. A pathetic runt weakling like you is no match for me."
I could feel my heart breaking, Tuna was howling inside me, and I could feel her pain.
"I, Zara Liam Adolf of the Night Moon Pack, accept your rejection..."


Being the Alpha's daughter doesn't shield Zara from the pack's cruelty. Especially when her own father is her worst tormentor.
Years later, the man she once hated most returns. The same man who rejected her, who humiliated her, and now, she doesn't understand why he's back. Worse still, she's being forced to negotiate with him.
Zara wants nothing more than to forget how he made her feel. But her pack needs protection, and he's the Alpha who can offer it.
Which means she has no choice but to put her pack above her pain.

What if your husband lived a double life and you are the fake wife?

I woke up to my husband celebrating our baby's death. He had poisoned me with abortion pills so he could marry Catherine Morrison-the rich woman he thinks is better than me and pregnant with what he thinks is his child.

I overheard him laughing; 'if she shows up somewhere demanding answers, I'll just say I've never seen her before in my life, Who are people going to believe? Me or some random girl from nowhere?'

David thought I had no evidence. He thought he had covered his tracks perfectly. He thought he was untouchable.

But when I'm done, he'll wish he never met me.

Ten years of secret service honed my Phantom Legion, a force I built that could make a small nation tremble. On the day I retired and returned to New York, I found a cardboard tent next to a garbage dump in a Bronx back alley. Curled up inside was my daughter, whom I hadn't seen in five years. She was covered in bruises, barefoot, and clutching half a moldy loaf of bread. I picked her up and dialed the phone—"I want everyone who wronged her to suffer a fate worse than death! "

My fiancée and best friend, whom I risked my life to protect, sold me to the brutal "Blood Blade Gang . "
They laughed as they watched me being kicked into a pool of radioactive waste like a dog, waiting for me to turn into a pile of bones.
But they didn't know that the deadly radiation not only failed to melt me, but also forcibly ruptured my genetic lock, awakening the [Nuclear Fury].
I rode back to the old camp in her heavily armored vehicle.
Those two scoundrels were still arrogantly bullying me: "I have the Blood Blade Gang backing me! The big shots are coming soon, you're dead!"
I sneered and slapped them away.
Idiots, look back! Your so-called powerful backer is kneeling in the vehicle, lighting my cigarette.

When the apocalypse came, my materialistic ex-girlfriend not only complained that I only knew how to play games, but also conspired with relatives to poison me, cruelly steal my superpower crystal core, and degrade me into a hopeless cripple!
She thought that by taking away my power she could curry favor with the powerful and live a carefree life, but little did she know that not only did I not die, but the "League of Legends max level system" in my mind had actually completed its ultimate upgrade!
Sylas uses his ultimate to regain his power, Pyke's X-shaped slash breaks his enemy's limbs; a horde of 100,000 zombies presses in, and the whole city is in despair, when I descend from the sky with my treasure girl who is my life partner!
Pantheon's slam, Miss Fortune's barrage, Ziggs's nuke... Five LOL ultimate moves in a row wiped out the entire field, evaporating 100,000 zombies in one minute and directly ascending to the throne of the wasteland god!
Looking at my stunningly beautiful and god-level support character whom I had spoiled rotten, my ex-girlfriend, who had fallen into the mire, was filled with remorse. She knelt in the sewage, kowtowing and crying, begging to be a foot-washing maid.
I looked down at them and sneered, "Sorry, my five-player squad is already full."

“Sheridan, Link gave me hope to live this past year. I’m pregnant with his child now. He’s been malnourished since he was a baby. Could you be a little more generous and give him half of your food?”

"To quell the rumors, give him the commander's authority as well! Consider it proof of your tolerance, and that way everyone will accept our family of three!"

Looking at my fiancée, who was heavily pregnant and had a saintly glow on her face, I felt a wave of nausea wash over me.

Five years of entrusting each other with life and death have resulted in this scene.

Alright, I'll grant your wish.

Without arguing or making a scene, I readily signed the power transfer agreement, removed my epaulets, and walked without looking back into the underground forbidden zone that everyone feared.

There, a crazy witch with a morbid possessiveness toward me is imprisoned.

Sylvia thought that after I relinquished power, I would only be able to kneel in the mud like a stray dog and watch them be affectionate.

But she had no idea that I was the one who had the safety net for her throughout the entire city!

After losing my protection, the system completely crashed within a few days.

That freeloader completely dropped his pretense, not only beating her half to death with domestic violence, but also attempting to invade her private space.

When she crawled to the gate of the restricted area covered in blood, crying and begging me for forgiveness and to save her life.

I was being held in the arms of that aloof witch, watching the pretty boy who had come looking for me:

"The experiment actually spoke, darling..."

With her husband feeling more like a distant roommate, Nikki, an ex-college soccer player, knows there's more out there for her but scared to leave the comfort of her normal, usual, secure life. One night, during a massive storm, lightening strikes as a new player, Shane, joins her team. The second their eyes meet, time stops. She knows this person has always lived in her heart and soul. What is this feeling? It's illogical, it's fantasy, it's supported by all of the physical evidence you could throw in front of her. What the hell even is a soul mate, anyways? There's only one way to find out without actually having to interact with the dark haired stranger in real life...inviting him to dream with her. Will he join her?

“You are a danger to my health, AVIANA, let me have you,” Duncan drawled, his hands on my waist, pulling me against his hard member.

“I…I… “ i stammered. Even though I knew n was getting myself into dangerous territory, I couldn't stop myself from wanting him. Ever part of my body was screaming for his touch and I could no longer deny his touch.

“Tell me yes, let me pleasure your body,” he whispered against my neck,”

I moaned out involuntarily and before I could stop myself, I yelled,
“Please, fuck me!”

Aviana Grey is not just another woman with a vendetta—she’s a sharp, relentless detective who spent nearly two decades chasing shadows, determined to uncover the truth about her mother’s murder at the hands of the Iron Vine Mafia. After years of preparation, she finally gains the opportunity to infiltrate the Mafia, but her plans take an unexpected turn when she meets Duncan, their ruthless leader and Alpha werewolf. As she delves deeper into their world, she discovers secrets that blur the line between human and monster—and finds herself irresistibly drawn to the one man she’s sworn to destroy.

Victoria discovered that I hadn't submitted any supplemental medical expense claims for two weeks.
She assumed I had finally been disciplined and had given up what she called "the exploitative nature of the lower class."
Little did she know, my backpack held the signed divorce papers and my mother's death certificate.
As I turned to leave, I was still wearing the discounted trench coat she'd casually given me three years ago when we got married.
What she didn't know was that I, a deep-sea geology genius from MIT, willingly endured three years of her humiliation and ridiculous rules, just so my mother could stay in her conglomerate's private hospital to prolong her life.
Now, my mother has died because of unpaid bills , and even her ashes are carried by me in a cheap canvas bag.
Now that my loved one is dead, there's no need for me to continue being her obstructive dog on Wall Street. The lives she owed with those approval forms, I will settle with the collapse of her entire conglomerate empire.

After sleeping for a thousand years, I returned to the ancestral castle that was supposed to be mine.
Only to find my throne torn down and turned into an auction block for the black market, my territory carved up clean by traitors.
And my only pureblood descendant in this world was actually being auctioned off like livestock—covered in blood, chained up with a cheap dog collar around his neck.
The entire room of nobles and elites mistook me for the lowest kind of half-blood trash, mocking me as a rat too stupid to know when he was dead.
The usurper, eager to curry favor with the Abyss, shouted that he would drain me dry and offer my blood as a tribute to the three pureblood princes deep within the Abyss.
Then the void split open, and those three supreme princes—the untouchable monsters the world worshiped—truly descended.
Under the horrified gaze of more than a thousand nobles and elites, those three ancient monsters threw themselves at my feet, scrambling and crawling, wailing in terror without even daring to raise their heads:
"Your unworthy descendants... welcome the Ancestor's return!!!"

I agreed to marry the brain - damaged Alpha of the Lyra's Howl Pack. All I wanted was a large sum of money and to have Frank transferred to serve my half - sister, Stephnie. I thought it would be my way of getting revenge, but I unexpectedly discovered that Frank was deeply in love with Stephnie, who turned out to be a cruel and manipulative person. After going through a series of painful experiences, including an avalanche, the truth finally came to light, and Frank realized his mistake. By then, I had already fallen in love with Alpha Bruce. When Frank tried to stop my wedding with Bruce, I firmly chose Bruce and left Frank in the past.

I was frozen for 100 years due to illness.
One hundred years later, the whole world was ravaged by strange phenomena, and humanity was huddled together in a few small places to survive.
I was awakened from my slumber by the investigation team. I thought I would be killed by the monster as soon as I woke up, but I found that the monster here was my good brother from college.
Besides him, the eerie owner of the barbecue restaurant, the matchmaking ghost who likes to harm people through blind dates, the S-class monstrous ghost in the cemetery... they are all my old friends...
The world a hundred years from now feels strangely familiar...

Reborn seven days before the zombie siege, Shen Lie returns to the day he was tricked into a deadly dark web live stream. Betrayed by his wife and trapped as prey for global wealthy viewers, he uses his stunt skills to layout a counter-kill plan, turning every hunter into the hunted and exposing the bloody evil behind the apocalypse game.

On my first day as an intern at the zoo, the old director assigned us animals to care for.
In my previous life, my classmate Jack chose the easy-to-care-for African elephant, while I was forced to take on the brutal Siberian tiger.
A month later, the apocalypse struck, and the Siberian tiger successfully evolved, leading me to escape the encirclement.
Jack's elephant, however, couldn't outrun the mutated species and was torn to pieces. Driven
by jealousy, the surviving Jack incited a mob to brutally beat me and the giant tiger to death, dismembering and cannibalizing us.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day the animals were assigned.
Jack had already taken the Siberian tiger, pushing the elephant to me, and I knew he had also been reborn.
But what he didn't know was that the Siberian tiger he had devoured was also reborn with me.

I, Hailey, thought my fated mate would be the one to stand by me, but he rejected me. And now, in the midst of a string of supernatural killings, I'm trapped, kidnapped to aid in the hunt for the murderer.

I've always been a bit of an outcast—hybrid witch-fae—banished from the place I called home. The Twin Crescent Moon wolf pack and my coven had a long history of intertwining, yet their alpha, the one destined to be mine, wanted nothing to do with my unusual psychic powers.

Five long years have passed since his rejection, and now, a witch's life has been taken right in my own neighborhood. Despite my roommate's warnings, I feel compelled to dig into this.

Enough with the parlor tricks I perform at the bar using my visions. This is real, a genuine serial killer targeting witches. And I won't sit idly by.

Then, there's Matteo, my fated mate, swaggering into town with all his pomp, demanding that I use my gifts to solve a murder within his own pack. But I'm done bending to his commands.

Of course, he doesn't take no for an answer. He just shoves me into his car, shutting down any further discussion.

His father's life has been taken, and now he expects me to help, despite the fact that these very powers were the reason he turned his back on me in the first place.

If only I had maced him the moment I saw him.

"He’s a monster, and you’re protecting him?!" Ariel shouted.

"You’re the one pointing a weapon at someone who has done you nothing, and you call him the monster?" Talia spat back.

"How can you defend him after everything he’s done to you?! He and his kind are all monsters - and they need to be dealt with!"

It's been almost a decade since the last time the quiet town in the north experienced an attack from the supernatural world. Now things are happening once again. Wolves are fleeing across the borders. Safe havens light up the night sky. There are people moving in the shadows, hunting for the true source of power. No in the town is safe when the shadows from the past decide to catch up with the present. Everyone has to make a choice - fight or flight?

Scarlet Langston never thought she'd find herself at the mercy of the man who once held her heart. Five years ago, she left Tucker Beaumont to protect herself from the scars of a broken love. But when her family's house is threatened, she has nowhere else to turn. Desperate, she seeks out the only man who can help Tucker, now a ruthless billionaire with an empire of his own.

Her daughter lay dying—her only chance at survival resting in a bone marrow transplant from her biological father.
That man, the one Stella Johnson had once loved with all her heart, was nowhere to be found.
While Stella made call after call, hands trembling with desperation, Charles Hart was busy building a crystal castle for the daughter of his beloved white moonlight—lighting up the entire city with fireworks in her honor.
All Stella got in return was a cold, clipped response:
"I'm busy."
And then… silence.
She waited.
And waited.
Until the warmth left her daughter's tiny hand.
He never came.
Cradling the small urn, Stella stepped into the streets—only to be greeted by a cruel spectacle.
Every digital screen on the bustling boulevard played the same scene:
Charles, his white moonlight, and their daughter, smiling under the fireworks as they sang "Happy Birthday," basking in a future built on someone else's grave.
The love Stella once held for Charles didn't just die that night—it was burned to ash.
And from those ashes, something far stronger rose:
Hatred. Cold. Sharp. Unforgiving.

Do all men lose interest in their wives after marriage?

We’ve been married for five years, and he never touched me.

At first he said he wasn’t well, so I was understanding. Later he recovered, but still kept me far away.

On our fifth wedding anniversary, my sister came in for a check-up, clearly pregnant with his child.

The truth hit me hard: he wasn’t incapable. He was just incapable with me.

I drew up the divorce papers, ready to end this empty marriage.

On the reason for divorce, I wrote with my own hand:

“Male sexual dysfunction; no marital relations in five years.”

He only smiled coldly when he saw it.

A week later, in the urology clinic.

I put on my medical gloves, looked at him, and said calmly:

“Sir, will you undress yourself, or shall I help you?”

His disapproval didn’t take away my confidence.

I still embraced better things in my career and love life!

But his life started to be filled with one accident after another.

At the parents' meeting, the daughter's diary was read aloud: "My father is the Grand Duke of the Night."
The room erupted in laughter.
The mentor, disregarding her daughter's dignity, tore up her diary, while the nouveau riche woman advised me , a liar, to "get out of this neighborhood."
I didn't say anything, I just stood up. Then, their knees were all shattered.

Tito Hayes has never lived like a normal eighteen-year-old.
Her childhood was stolen the day her father died in a hit-and-run—leaving her to care for her alcoholic mother while juggling school and multiple jobs. She promised herself she’d never abandon her mother, no matter the cost.

But one night changes everything. Attacked in a dark alley, Tito and her mother are saved by a mysterious stranger—cold, commanding, dangerous. He vanishes just as suddenly, only to reappear in their lives weeks later… as her mother’s new boyfriend.

Now Tito finds herself trapped in a world of money, power, and secrets. The villa, the luxury cars, the elite school—all provided by the man who hides tattoos under tailored suits and lectures by day, only to lead a ruthless biker gang by night.

Her mother calls him a savior. Tito calls him a threat.
But when his gaze lingers too long, when his voice lowers just for her, Tito can’t deny the dangerous pull between them.

He saved her life once.
He might destroy it next.

As a young and newly qualified detective, Superintendent Signe Brask is put on the case of 10-year-old Mille who has disappeared without a trace during a family trip. Despite a vigorous search, the girl is never found. Ten years later, a young woman shows up in Copenhagen claiming to be Mille. The family welcomes her home, but where has she been for 10 years? When Signe goes to close the case, she makes some unexpected discoveries. And that's exactly when the family is hit by a new tragedy....

Arielle young omega of 21 years old was rejected broken and hurt by the people she called her family and her mate.

She was taken in and made a slave by her aunt and uncle since she lost her parents...

Rumours had said that she is cursed because she murdered her parents in cold blood the very day she turned eight.

Since then her uncle took her in and made her a slave.

Everyone hated her and tagged her as the cursed omega.

Alpha Liam who is supposed to be her mate rejected her, claiming that she is an omega and a weakling.

"I am the future Alpha of the Lock Heart Pack and the strongest of all."

"How do you expect me to rule the pack with a weakling I called a mate by my side."

Those were the words he said before rejecting Arielle as his mate.

Arielle accepted his rejection but promised to come back for revenge.

She promised to revenge on her mate and every one of them who tortured her.

Arielle ran away to a very far clan where she was trained to become strong and fearless.

The once rejected Omega became a strong Alpha and she was given a second chanced mate by the moon goddess.

What is fate? Waking up three days after you rejected your fated mates in front of the entire school, with the memories of your husband's betrayal still burning in your chest? Or finding out that the only way to save your empire is to compete for love on national television—against the man who murdered you?

Make your pick.

Odessa Montgomery died at thirty—cheated on, poisoned, and blown to pieces by the husband she trusted. Then she opened her eyes at twenty-one, three days after the mating gala where she publicly rejected the De Luca triplets. The rejection is still fresh. The whole school is still talking. And Damien Gracias, her charming hockey-star boyfriend, has no idea she remembers every lie he ever told her.

She dumps him. Publicly. Brutally. But freedom comes at a cost. Her grandfather's will is clear: find a mate or lose the Montgomery empire. With Damien out and the De Luca triplets—her humiliated fated mates—lurking in her past, her options are nothing.

Then comes Moonlit Bonds, a televised competition where unmated shifters compete for love and a life-changing prize. Win, and her inheritance is hers. Lose, and lose everything.

There's just one problem. Damien and his true mate, Sarah, have joined the show, hoping to legitimize their bond on camera. And the De Luca triplets are also contestants—three alphas she rejected, two who bullied her, and one who has never stopped watching.

Now Odessa is trapped in a villa with cameras in every corner, a public audience that votes on her fate, and enemies who want her dead.

She came to win.

She might just find revenge.

But falling for the enemy? That was never part of the plan.

My husband, Marco, in his bid for the position of Don, was forced to marry the young widow of the previous Don, Claudia.
Every night, after returning from Claudia’s place, he would hold me and swear, "You’re the only woman I love, Elena. Claudia has the connections I need. Once I have real power and secure my position, I’ll make you my wife in name and in public."
But as I waited for him to rise to power, what started as a political act turned into nights where he simply never came home.
Then, on Christmas, I was dragged to their engagement party—where I was beaten in front of everyone.
Our six-year-old daughter, Sophia, knelt on the floor, crying and begging him, "Godfather, please, let my mommy go..."
But Marco stayed silent.
"It’s okay," I whispered, picking up my wounded daughter. "Mommy’s going to take you somewhere that truly belongs to us."
What Marco never knew was this: I never cared about being the Donna of this small city.
I am the only heir of the Rossi family—the most powerful Mafia family in all of Sicily.

My daughter has been blind since birth. On her eighteenth birthday, she finally received news of a matching cornea donor.
Our whole family was so excited we couldn't sleep that night. My husband and daughter eagerly prepared for the surgery, their hearts filled with hope that she would soon see the light.
But I suddenly slammed my hand on the table and, amidst the family's stunned gazes, proposed a divorce on the spot.
My husband's face turned ashen as he demanded harshly, "You want a divorce just because I'm going through with our daughter's surgery?"
I curled the corner of my mouth and enunciated every word: "That's right. Because you're going through with her surgery—this marriage is over."

"You are mine, Princess. For the next two months, I own this body and you will not give it out to any other man. I own every fucking inch of this body."



Mireille had been a good girl all her life, sheltered by her protective brother until he goes on a three-month travel.

Mireille has to stay with his best friend whom she last saw in high school. Mireille thinks she would finally be free from her brother's protectiveness but she turns out to be wrong as her brother's best friend is a worse version of her brother... Protective and possessive.

Mireille wants to hate him but it seems to be impossible to hate a man as hot as Dante Romano.

Hot, sexy and a billionaire mafia boss, Dante wants to make Mireille nothing more than his best friend's sister but it seems impossible with the heat that runs through their bodies with their every contact.

She is his innocent princess and she is supposed to remain so but when lust pulls her close, she becomes his woman, his possession, the Bad Boy's Princess.

But there are many more secrets lurking around, secrets insistent on pulling Mireille out of her innocent lifestyle.

WARNING: EXPLICIT CONTENTS AHEAD.

"Be my surrogate."
That is the price of Liora's life.
An omega the pack calls defective, she cannot shift and has never belonged. In a world ruled by bloodlines and strength, she has survived by being invisible.
Darren Hart, the Alpha's heir, has always been her only refuge. He chooses her to bear the future of the pack when tradition demands an heir and his mate cannot provide one. Under his protection, Liora is taken into the palace and bound to him by duty.
But it is not Darren who unsettles her pulse, it is his father, the Alpha, who makes her heart beat faster than it should.
Alpha Lucas Hart is power made flesh, a ruler feared and obeyed, and the one man Liora has never been able to look at without feeling something she should not. His gaze lingers too long. His questions cut too deep.
Caught between the heir who saved her and the Alpha she cannot stop wanting, Liora steps into a court where loyalty is currency and weakness is fatal.
Because she was never meant to be weak.
And loving the wrong Alpha may be the most dangerous choice of all.

When Bailey Carter walked in on her boyfriend tangled in bed with someone else, she swore she was done with love, and with hockey players.

Now, she is back in Michigan, working nights just to pay her grandmother’s hospital bills, trying to stitch her life back together one piece at a time.

Then he walks in.Orion Hayes—the arrogant, infuriating captain of Michigan’s hockey team, and her ex’s biggest rival.

He is cocky, ruthless and too damn gorgeous for his own good.
When he saves her at a club being bullied, he offers her a deal she can’t refuse—pretend to be his girlfriend to get his family off his back, and he’ll make sure her grandmother gets the best care money can buy.

But what starts as a fake relationship soon blurs into something dangerously real.
Under the swagger and smirk, Orion isn’t who she thought he was.And the more he pulls her into his world, the harder it gets to remember why she should stay away.

Her heart’s already been broken by one hockey player.Falling for another, especially her ex’s rival, might just be the biggest mistake of her life.

"What if I carry your child one day?" Ayla asked through gritted teeth.
Prince Deniz's eyes turned cold.
"Wrong," he said mercilessly. "I don't want you or the child growing inside your womb."
A master thief from modern day Hong Kong, Elena risked her life to steal the legendary Ruby Miracle Stone.
But after jumping off a ten story building to escape capture, she wakes up inside the body of Ayla, a dying slave trapped in the vicious royal harem of Camelot Kingdom.
Bullied, beaten, and treated as less than human, Ayla was supposed to die quietly.
Instead, Elena fights back.
Smart, fearless, and impossible to control, she quickly attracts the attention of Prince Deniz, the kingdom's infamous war prince known for his cruelty, bloodshed, and hatred toward women.
The problem?
The Ruby Miracle Stone Elena has been searching for is hanging from his sword.
To return to her world, she must steal it.
To survive, she must stay away from him.
But every encounter between them becomes a dangerous game of desire, humiliation, and obsession.
And when Elena discovers she may actually be the long lost princess of the enemy kingdom, the palace turns into a battlefield filled with betrayal, political schemes, and deadly secrets.
Now Elena must choose: go home and reclaim her old life or stay in Camelot with the prince who could either destroy her or make her queen?

A virgin at thirty? A plus-size? Yes, that's Hera. After a painful heartbreak, she shuts herself off and chooses to focus on her career. Well, that's until She meets Mason aka Viper, the leader of Shadow riders motorcycle club on her way to her best friends wedding. He stakes his claim on her but life has a way of messing people up. Past traumas and bitter Ex's crawl on them. Hera has a secret, will Mason accept this side of her when he learns about it?


He is ready to settle, she only wants to play around. He is Jepoy aka Zero. The deadly weapon of the club, yet she elopes his traps, avoiding his claim.

She was not always like this, a traumatic marriage changed her. He saved her from him, but he can't save her from the hell she lives in everyday. Chloe knows she isn't ready to settle, Jepoy knows he must stake a claim on her. Two wounded souls, two different destination, is there a future for them?

TRIGGER WARNING: The story contains sensitive information. Acts of violence and extremely mature content (+18) will be explored. Proceed with caution.

Dr. Adrienne Volke doesn’t simply sell fragrance; she offers a unique form of control. Her luxury colognes are lauded for seamlessly blending wellness and allure. Yet, they harbor a covert formula she developed in secret—a scent that manipulates desire, rewires loyalty, and transforms obsession into an extraordinary tool.

Her private files lay bare her intentions. Each subject is meticulously categorized—Needy, Charming, Controlling, Defiant—with every experiment crafting a system more potent than the last. To Adrienne, power equates to unchallenged authority, freedom from abandonment, and eternal remembrance. Control is not granted; it is seized.

Adrienne’s influence over men fuels her obsession, and her genius leads her to believe no one can resist her or escape her reach. However, the very hunger that constructed her empire may one day become its undoing.

Power, however, comes with vulnerabilities. Past subjects carry scars, her brother Noah harbors knowledge she presumed was buried, and Silas, a colleague at her company, is beginning to unravel her concealed schemes. With each new revelation, Adrienne becomes more entrenched in her conviction that her grip cannot be broken.

She sought to create an obsession.
She yearned for them to obsess over her.
Yet obsession is complex—and her relentless pursuit of power may ultimately spell her downfall.

In the aftermath of a heart-wrenching betrayal, Clara Beaufort resolves to take control of her own destiny. Walking in on her boyfriend entangled with his secretary shattered her trust in men. Determined to build a future on her own terms, she embarks on a journey of self-discovery—one that leads her to a startling realization.

Alaric Moonblood, a powerful and enigmatic figure, has been marked by the agony of an unmated existence for two long decades. The madness that lurks within the unmated threatens to consume him entirely, driving him to the edge of his own sanity. Little does he know that the moon goddess herself has woven their fates together, their destinies intrinsically linked since time immemorial.

United by the unseen forces of the moon, Clara and Alaric find themselves entangled in a cosmic dance of intertwined destinies. But can they come to terms with the weight of this profound connection, forged long before their paths crossed? Can Clara embrace the idea of bearing her child without a man involved, and can Alaric relinquish the solitude that has defined his existence?

As their individual struggles converge, Clara and Alaric are propelled into a world where love, destiny, and untamed desires collide. The power of the moon goddess binds them, compelling them to confront their deepest fears, embrace their shared fate, and rewrite the very rules of their existence.

In a tale that traverses the boundaries of passion, vulnerability, and self-discovery, Clara and Alaric must navigate the tumultuous journey towards acceptance and love. Will they find solace in each other's arms and fulfill the destiny that awaits them, or will the weight of their respective pasts tear them apart before they can grasp the eternity that destiny has bestowed upon them?

-WARNING-This story may contain content that some may find disturbing.

“If you can’t satisfy me with your mouth, then you’ll have to satisfy me some other way.”

He ripped off her flimsy clothing and tossed the shredded fabric aside. Visenya panicked as she realized exactly what he was implying.

“Let me try again…with my mouth. I think I c...”

“Quiet!” His voice echoed off the walls of his bedchamber, silencing her on the spot.

This wasn’t the way she had imagined her first time would be. She pictured passionate kisses and gentle caresses from a man who loved and cherished her. Lucian wouldn’t be loving, and he certainly didn’t cherish her either. She had been cursed with a mate who was bent on revenge, wanting nothing more than to watch her suffer.


Ten years had passed since Dragons ruled over the world…since Visenya took her place as Lycan Queen. Vampires were forced into the shadows now that hunting and enslaving humans was punishable by death. The world was finally at peace…until Dragon Lord, Lucian woke from his induced sleep to discover that his entire race had been massacred by Visenya’s father. Visenya is stripped of her kingdom and forced to live out the rest of her days as Lucian’s slave. The cruelest joke of all is, Visenya learns that the mate she has been so faithfully waiting for all these years, is none other than the vengeful Dragon Lord himself.

Consumed by their hatred for each other, is it enough to fight the intense mate bond between them? Will Lucian push Visenya to her absolute limit, just to regret it all in the end?

There has never been a female Alpha until Amani Constantine. She was once the future Alpha of the Bloodmoon pack—a pack that was completely annihilated under the order of the Alpha King. In one night, Amani lost her parents and entire pack, spared only for being the fated mate of Prince Malakai, the son of the Alpha King and heir to the throne. She despises the Alpha King and harbors equal animosity towards Malakai, who is determined to mold Amani into the most obedient mate. However, submission goes against Amani’s very nature; she is an Alpha through and through, but she is a wolf-less Alpha, unable to shift. Branded as a defect, a flaw, and an abomination to their kind, Amani struggles with her identity. When the wolf inside her finally awakens, will she stand by her mate’s side and ascend as the next Luna Queen? Or will Amani step into her role as the Alpha she was destined to be and seek her revenge for the slaughter of Bloodmoon?

In my previous life, I chose the werewolf and gave birth to the Arbiter, only to be burned alive by the younger sister I loved most.
When I was reborn, I knelt before the Oath Stone, handed my marriage pact to her, and watched her gloat in triumph before choosing Sylas, the elf everyone else avoided.
Everyone was waiting to see me make a fool of myself—until the day of the wedding, when he came carrying a gown blessed by the Sacred Tree, lowered his eyes to me, and said, "In this life, I will never fail you."

My name is Jack Morris, a bottom-rung janitor on the docks.
Every day, people walk all over me, and I live on moldy bread.
Until one day, an old man I saved handed me a photograph. "This is my granddaughter. She's being held at the Black Swan Casino."
That used to be my place. Ten years ago.
Her father was a brother who died in my place.
I was once the king of the underground.
And now, at the banquet celebrating the tenth anniversary of my death, they're treating that old man's granddaughter like a toy.
If my disappearance only made those animals more brazen...
Then they can finish that drink and celebrate their own deaths next.

After Grandpa passed away, he left two inheritances behind.
One was an underground shelter costing over a hundred million yuan.
The other was a crumbling old house on the brink of collapse in the village.
My younger sister Su Rou rushed to pick the underground shelter first, so I settled for the old house.
No one expected an extreme cold apocalypse to descend just days later.
Su Rou moved into the shelter with her boyfriend.
But her boyfriend leaked the gate password, attracting a mob of thugs.
Su Rou was reduced to their plaything, trapped in a fate worse than death.
As for me, I discovered the old house’s cellar connected to a natural underground hot spring. I managed to survive by sheer luck.
When Su Rou heard the news, she was consumed by envy. She led the thugs straight to me, forcing me to take her place.
"Sister, you’ve always been the nicest to me since we were kids. You’ll save me, right? You take my place and serve them instead."
I could no longer endure the humiliation. I set fire to the place and died alongside them all.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the very moment we chose the inheritances.
Seeing Su Rou pick the run-down old house without the slightest hesitation, I knew she had also been reborn.
I bowed my head to hide all my emotions, then silently chose the underground shelter.
My dear sister… that drafty, ramshackle old house is nowhere near as wonderful as you think it is.

Zoe Marshall thought her marriage was unbreakable. She built her life around Ethan Carter—powerful, brilliant, and untouchable. Until his betrayal shattered her so deeply that filing for divorce became her only way to breathe again. She thought leaving him would set her free. But freedom is never that simple when your ex-husband is a ruthless billionaire who turns regret into obsession.
Ethan is determined to win her back, to claim what he believes is still his—no matter what it takes. Just as Zoe begins to rediscover her strength, Mason King enters her life: dangerous, wealthy, and hiding secrets darker than midnight shadows. He offers her protection and a passion she never imagined. But his world is deadly, and his past is painted with blood.
When an enemy obsessed with Ethan threatens Zoe’s life to erase her forever, and Mason’s hidden demons resurface, she finds herself trapped between two powerful men fighting for her love... or her destruction. Who will truly protect her? Who will destroy her? Because when love becomes a battlefield, only the strongest hearts survive—and Zoe isn’t letting anyone else decide her fate.

She used to be a housewife "imprisoned" by her family.

An accident turned her world upside down.

On her daughter's birthday, what unspeakable secret was hidden behind the strange noises coming from the house?

When she was filled with despair, she turned around and stepped onto the stage. Against all odds, she became a big star.

But just when she was at the height of her glory, her home was blocked by a group of unexpected visitors. What on earth were their intentions? Before she could catch her breath, an overwhelming wave of scandals suddenly hit.

Overnight, she fell from the peak to the bottom.

With her career in ruins and her reputation in tatters, how could she save herself? And just then, her daughter disappeared mysteriously, and the only clue pointed in a mysterious direction.

What earth-shattering conspiracy was hidden in that dark corner? "Do you still want to see your daughter?"

My heart sank suddenly, as if it was tightly gripped by an invisible big hand. My breathing became rapid. "Yes, of course I do! What have you done to my daughter?" I shouted hoarsely.

"If you want to see her, do as I say right away!" He roared viciously. "Otherwise, just wait to collect her body!" My legs went weak, and I almost collapsed to the ground. "Please, this is your only daughter!" I pleaded desperately, my voice full of despair and helplessness. "Hahahahaha!"

A crazy and perverted laugh came from the receiver. "Finally, there comes a day when you have to beg me! "You bitch are just asking for it! Cut the crap and do as I say! Otherwise..."

That cold and sinister tone made the hair on the back of my neck stand up and sent a chill down my spine.

"Jake? You sick fuck. Paid for this? His hands inside me?"

Sophia's voice cracked over the intercom, her oiled ass clenching around the masseur's pumping fingers. Live feed burned: her thighs quaking, pussy gushing slick down the table edge. I gripped the chair arms white-knuckled, cock straining—half rage, half blaze.

"Babe... yeah. Full service. Watch you cum harder," I rasped into the mic, voice raw. "Tell him—deeper or stop?"

Tech's eyes flicked to the camera, smirking as he curled two fingers inside her, thumb circling her clit. She bucked, moan ripping free. "Fuck... don't stop. Deeper—wreck me. Jake, you watching? Perverted cuck."

"Every thrust," I growled. "His fingers owning your tight pussy. Bigger rush than mine?"

Her head snapped up, doe eyes locking the hidden lens—pure fury melting to feral hunger. "Hell yes. Stretch me wider. Tell him flip me—fuck me raw while you beg."

Tech froze, glancing my way. My nod sealed it. "You heard her. Pound my girl. Make her scream your name."

He flipped her prone—tits spilling free, legs splayed wide. Cock out, thick and veined, he notched her dripping folds. "Ready to cum for a stranger, Sophia?"

"Do it," she hissed, hips grinding up. "Show Jake what he's missing."

He slammed home—her wail echoing both rooms. Relationship shattered. Door to real breeding? Kicked wide open.