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"The game hasn't even begun. Your husband would feel your pain in hell by the time we're done playing."
Hands deep in my pocket, I stroll toward Liliana with the deliberate pace of a predator.
"Last chance," I warn, "Where is your husband Kyle?"
She gives a lopsided grin. Suddenly, she spits into my eyes. Momentarily, I am blinded by her actions.
It all happens so fast. Just as I open my eyes, a fierce cry leaves her lips. She rears her head back and slams it forward with her forehead crashing into mine. The impact jars my skull.
Bone crunches and pain explodes around my head. Her headbutt is vicious. I can tell it was aimed at breaking my nose.
"Fuck!" I grind out, shaking my head to clear my vision and ease the pain. My fingers fly to my nose to check for crimson flowing.
Nothing.
I glare at her, inches away from wrapping my fingers around her thin neck and wringing it till it snaps.
"You're… quite… fierce." I manage in a strained voice.
She struggles with a firm kick on my shin. My hold tightens so hard that she winces. "Don't bother," I advise. "You're never getting out of here."


Liliana Hoxha's fairytale life shatters when her sister is killed and her husband is kidnapped and brutally murdered. What she doesn't expect next is to be abducted by Damian Kastorov, a ruthless Mafia Don driven by rage and revenge, who believes Liliana's husband is connected to his girlfriend's death...
As Liliana's held captive in Damian's mansion, hatred ignites into passion, and Liliana soon uncovers a shocking truth: her sister's tragic fate is tied to Damian's past and her husband's dark secrets.
Trapped, Liliana must choose between escaping the monster she's fallen for or succumbing to his dangerous allure. Will their forbidden love be their salvation, or will it destroy everything?

WARNING: Mature Content || R18 Please be advised that this story contains mature themes and strong language.

"No matter how hard you tried to hide, I still find a way to bring you back ..." - Azael

Amara is the only youngest sister of Azael. They were ten years apart, so she was over protected by her brother. But Amara run away from home after knowing that her brother Azael love her. They are siblings by blood and everything and her brain cannot accept that it loves her more so she chooses to stay away. Little did she know, Azael was following her 24/7.

I died on my birthday.

While kidnappers shattered my limbs and violated me to death, my family was throwing a grand party for my sister Chloe—yes, we shared the same birthday, but only hers was worth celebrating.

I called my father for help. He sneered and hung up: "Stop using this pathetic kidnapping stunt to ruin Chloe's birthday."

I called my fiancé Mark. He said with disgust: "If you're going to die, do it somewhere far away."

In the final second before the flames consumed me, I finally understood—

I was never loved in this family.

And now that I'm truly dead, now that they've discovered Chloe hired those men to kill me, now that the truth has been exposed to the world...

Will they regret it?

Or will they, as always, continue to favor Chloe and blame everything on me—the dead one?

Since the age of 12, Aurora had known that she would be Raymond’s future Luna and wife.
However, just before inheriting his Alpha position, Raymond found his fated mate—a rogue girl named Giana.
Forced by his parents, Raymond had no choice but to marry Aurora. Yet on their wedding night, he abandoned her to be with Giana.
Tormented by the mate bond, Aurora ended up having an ONS with a handsome and charming man.
But how could that man turn out to be Raymond’s best friend, the Alpha King’s nephew, and notorious playboy—Kane…?

Two years ago, my best friend Maddie knelt in front of me, crying as she borrowed $50,000.
The very next day, she vanished off the face of the earth. No explanation, no apology, not even a single text message.
I was left carrying her toxic debt. I lost my fiancé, and I lost my ability to trust anyone.
Until one late night, a call came in from an unknown number originating in an abandoned mining district in West Virginia.
On the other end of the line, Maddie said she was getting married. She had the money ready—every last cent.
The wedding venue was a ruined church deep in the mountains, abandoned for a decade. The time: Friday, midnight.

The town looks sweet, cider on every breath, smiles on every porch. But Cass Ryder tastes the rot under it. She came from the city thinking farm country meant bar fights and stolen cows. She didn’t expect graves lined up like seeds.
A skull turns up under the apple trees. Then another. Each buried upright. Each set like someone was planting them to grow. Folks whisper about the Orchard Man — a story Cass used to laugh off. But the trail runs back through decades, twisting straight into her past and the brother who never came home.
Every clue drags her closer, every secret pulls tighter. Until she finds a fresh grave waiting, her own name carved on the lid.
And that’s when Cass learns the orchard isn’t just hiding bodies, It’s waiting for her.

A teenage girl moves to a small town and discovers she's a hybrid- half werewolf, half vampire. A secret her abusive, alcoholic father kept from her. She finds herself drawn to two fated mates: an alpha wolf and a vampire. The vampire resents or fears what she is and tries to eliminate her, forcing both mates to put aside their rivalry to protect her.

In the isolated, fog-drenched town of Oakhaven, Elara Vance is not a hunter or a princess; she is the town’s silent cleanup crew. As a gifted forensic taxidermist and unlicensed medic, she spends her nights stitching together what the "shadows" tear apart. In Oakhaven, the local werewolf pack operates like a refined, terrifying mafia, maintaining a fragile peace with the human population through silver-lined contracts and strict territories.

Elara’s life is governed by a single rule: Never look at their faces. If she heals a wounded wolf in human form, she becomes a liability.
Everything shatters when a dying man is dropped at her doorstep. He isn't a high-ranking wolf, but a "Broken" werewolf who has lost the ability to shift back to human, a condition that usually results in immediate execution by the pack to protect their secrecy. Instead of reporting him, Elara sees the humanity buried under the matted fur and chooses to hide him.

As the Pack Alpha begins a hunt for the missing traitor, Elara is pulled into a lethal game of cat and mouse. She must navigate a world of primal politics and ancient blood-debts, realizing that the man she is saving might be the only one who knows the truth about her own forgotten lineage. To survive, Elara will have to stop mending broken things and start breaking the system that keeps her town in a chokehold.

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

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

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

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

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

I felt so sick I wanted to die.

But I couldn't die.

I had to survive.

I had to crawl out of this hell alive!

Married for seven years, I lived my life like an absolute joke.
For the sake of my brother, my wife personally uprooted the roses I had so painstakingly cultivated. To please her uncle, my daughter pointed at my nose and called me a "bad daddy."
The entire family even held a vote to force me to donate my bone marrow. My wife, Elena, raised her hand without a second thought: "You'll just lose a little bone marrow. Liam will die without you."
In that moment, my heart died.
The surgery was a success.
As the anesthesia wore off, Elena was holding my hand tightly. Her eyes were bloodshot, and her voice trembled with remorse: "Aaron, I was a jerk before. As long as you were willing to save Liam, I will love only you for the rest of my life."
She thought I would be as pathetically grateful as a dog, begging for her affection and humbly forgiving her.
But I merely frowned in disgust and pulled my hand back as if shaking off garbage.
In the dead silence, I looked at this tearful woman before me and asked, politely yet confused:
"Excuse me, ma'am... who are you?"

When the apocalypse came, I became one of the military's failed experiments—defective, useless, a waste of space who only knew how to fix machines.
My so-called brother Kane used the camp leader access I got for him to trade away the comms gear I nearly died to secure for a bottle of whiskey. He drained my bone marrow dry to keep me in the dark, then dumped me out in the wasteland to die.
After that, he pinned every bit of luxury and waste on me—
while my little sister didn't even have the medicine she needed to stay alive.
That night, dragging my crippled body behind me, I reached into the substation.
Kane, do you remember what kind of genes were in those five hundred milliliters of bone marrow?

My fiancée, with whom I've been in a relationship for three years, has threatened to break off our engagement for the hundredth time, forcing me to donate a kidney to her adopted brother, who's faking illness and acting like a hypocrite.

My biological parents even threatened to sever ties with me: "You have a healthy body. Ian has nothing but us. You can't even bear to part with a kidney. You're so selfish and cold-blooded!"

They don't know that my hands, which I used to play the piano, had already been crushed by gangsters while cleaning up their mess; they also don't know that at this moment, I have a critical illness notice for late-stage bone cancer in my pocket.

Seeing the undisguised disgust and indifference in my fiancée's eyes, I swallowed the taste of blood in my throat and calmly signed the consent form for the live organ removal.

"Okay, I'll donate. I'll give you back my life along with it."

Later, I died like a dog on the rusty operating table of a shady clinic, my bones and marrow completely drained.

But when I was truly reduced to dust and left without even a complete corpse... the truth about my vicious foster brother faking illness was exposed.

The aloof and arrogant female CEO who once treated me like trash went completely mad overnight.

She knelt desperately before my nameless grave, plunged a sharp knife into her abdomen, and collapsed in a pool of blood, pleading for me to see her one more time.

BLURB:

All Hara wanted was to raise her unborn child away from her abusive - cheating mate, Roland.

The Red Cross pack was the strongest pack in the werewolf kingdom, and Hara had chosen it as her safe haven.

She becomes a waitress in a bar and it was as normal as any random job, not until she meets Ryder, the Alpha of the Red Cross pack and the owner of the bar.

Upon seeing the pregnant Hara who was also his fated mate, he immediately falls in love with her.

Hara was caught in a dilemma. No matter how she thought about it, the twisted situation she was in wouldn't end right. Not when her heart seemed to be longing for the alluring stranger who claims to be her fated mate. Not when Roland was back, and asking for a second chance. And certainly not when she realizes that there were so many secrets yet untold.

Would she be strong enough to make the right decisions? Would she go back to the man she once loved, or would she stay with the man who loves her?

Join Hara on her twisted journey to finding happiness.

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.

Step into a world where passion is dangerous and desire burns without mercy.

From candlelit ballrooms to storm-lashed beaches, from secret libraries to the hidden corners of enchanted realms, Fifty Shades of Desire unveils fifty dark, intoxicating tales of lust, obsession, and consuming love.

Forget gentle courtships and sweet promises. These stories explore the jagged edges of surrender and the intoxicating madness of obsession—where one forbidden touch can mean total ruin.

Each tale will leave you breathless… shaken… and aching for more.

Explore your wildest desires, embrace forbidden temptations, and dare to surrender to the darkness.

Ava is a beautiful young girl who has faced more than a fair share of hardships. She was terrorized and ill-treated by her father, who accused her of the demise of her mother. She worked day and night to pay off her father's debt, but she was jinxed as she was being sold by her own father to a sex-slave master to pay off his gambling debt.

She was ruled by her harsh master.

"Slave, you should know your place and who you belong to. Slaves are meant to satisfy their masters.
You are my property, my chattel, your life is owned by me. You are my slave. You have to be submissive to your master.

Mine to Beatrice.

Mine to take advantage of.

Mine to possess.

Mine to command.

I can fuck or mistreat you whenever I want.

Mine to rule and control.

I am your master, your supremacy. I will mount and dominate you. "Do you understand? You are impelled for me. Your torso is only meant for me. Your cunt is meant for my plaything, and your torso is meant for my shaft. My rod is meant to fuck you day and night, any time and whenever I want to, and you have no say in it.
Your duty is to make your master happy.

Ella has always known her place; at the very bottom. As an omega, she’s learned to stay invisible, to endure the taunts and cruelty, especially from the notorious Blackthorn twins, Lucian and Kade.

Golden, ruthless, and heirs to the Blackthorn pack, the alpha twins have made tormenting Ella their favorite pastime. To them, she’s nothing more than a reminder of weakness.

Until fate plays its cruelest trick.

When the unmistakable scent of the mate bond connects the three of them, their delicately ordered world shatters. The twins would rather reject fate than claim a weak omega, and Ella refuses to be bound to the monsters who made her life hell.

S.I.X. Also spelled SIX, or simply the number 6.

With over eight billion people in the world, seven of those eight reckon with the name S.I.X.

To the oblivious masses, it’s just a name. To the fairly informed, it’s a jinx, bringing destruction. To the cops and government, it’s their nemesis. And to the Mafia world, it’s the legacy of a legend.
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Ten years in the Italian ‘La Fratellanza’ Mafia family, SIX has harbored a fervent urge to hang up his boots and leave the dark world he has grown to love. But he, more than anyone else, knows the rules: the brotherhood is forever, and the only way out is in a body bag.

With much appeal, he is cut some slack and given one condition - protect the Rodriguez heiress until she finally gets wedded to the Capo of the La Fratellanza family.

Frustrated, SIX unwinds at a bar and ends up in bed with a mysterious vixen. The next morning, he takes the first flight to NYC to begin his assignment. But there she is, in the arms of the Capo, and he finally learns her real name - Arabella Rodriguez, fiancée to the Capo, heiress to the Rodriguez empire... and his fucking one-night stand.

A bloody twist! But the beginning of a catastrophe in his quest to leave the dark world.

"I, Alpha Richard Brown, reject you, Jane Biller, as my mate and Luna.”

"I'm sorry but I can't accept your rejection because I have no wolf.“


Jane Biller was a late bloomer who got rejected by her first mate, a notorious Alpha-King, Richard Brown. Years later, she makes a resounding comeback as a strong, wolf girl. It's no surprise that Richard would want her back. But then again, Jane doesn't wanna have anything to do with him, especially now that she has a second-chance mate.

What becomes of her when Richard vows to have her back, despite the odds? Would she stick to her second-chance mate, or return to a man who rejected her at the onset?

“The daughter of Alaric Blackstone. How dare you deceive me?”

Rejected for my bloodline, I faced a harsh truth: the man who once held me tenderly now looked at me with hatred. Marked as the shameful Omega daughter of an Alpha, I thought the mate bond was my salvation—only to find it was my curse.

Forced into marriage by my father as a bargaining chip, I made a decision to escape the torment and leave behind those who betrayed me. Years later, when I finally found peace, my mate returned, begging for forgiveness. However, after enduring all the pain he caused me, can I truly forgive him?

Some rules are meant to keep us pure. These stories spread your legs and make you beg to break them.

Stepbrothers who shouldn’t touch you, but shove you against the wall and make you scream their name.

Protectors who swear to guard your body, only to break every oath as they fuck you into the mattress.

Strangers who taste like sin and don’t stop until you’re ruined.

Masked lovers who hide their faces while they spread you open and make you beg.

Even supernatural beasts who mark you, breed you, and take you raw until you’re theirs completely.

This isn’t sweet romance. It is raw heat that claws, bites, and devours.

Dangerous, possessive men you should run from, but instead, you’ll spread wider, sink deeper, and take every filthy drop they give you.

Every page is a dare: moan louder, take more, surrender deeper. Because once you give in to the forbidden, you won’t just fall, you’ll beg to be destroyed.

Welcome to your new addiction.

Rejected. Broken. Worthless.
Jane thought the worst part of being rejected by her mate would be the heartbreak. She was wrong.
When her own father—the pack’s respected Beta—stands before everyone and calls her a mistake, her world shatters. The man who should have protected her becomes the one who crushes her, branding her a stain on their family and wishing she had never been born.
“You’re nothing but trash. A stain on this family.”
Alone, humiliated, and stripped of her identity, Jane is left with an impossible choice: endure a life of rejection… or escape into the unknown and risk everything for a chance at freedom.
When the people who were supposed to love you most become your greatest enemies—
How do you survive?
And how do you rise?

Yasmin has survived five years of Cole Martinez’s cruelty—his icy contempt, his mother’s vicious words, and the humiliation of watching him parade his mistress around town. She’s learned to stay quiet, stay small, and never fight back.

But two pink lines on a pregnancy test change everything.

Cole made it clear he never wants children. If he finds out about the baby, Yasmin knows exactly what he’ll demand. Yet for the first time in years, she feels something stirring inside her that’s stronger than fear—a fierce, desperate love for the tiny life growing within her.

Now she faces an impossible choice: stay silent and risk everything when her secret shows, or find the courage to run from the only life she’s known.

In Cole’s world, defiance comes with a price. But some things are worth fighting for, even if it means losing everything else.

Can Yasmin break free before it’s too late, or will her secret become the final chain that binds her forever?

"This doesn't make sense."I whispered, my hand on the door knob.
"We can't tell mom and dad."He whispered back into the darkness.
"You can't be my mate!?" I hissed back, "You are my brother."
"I'm not going to resist the Sparks April,"He growled, but continued, "or the pull, and feeling of want... Do you hear me?"He growled.
"W-what?"
"I want you so bad..." he whispered.
It was like my lips moved and spoke for me.
"Then take me."
His warm lips smashed onto mine finding them in the dark. Sparks lit the tiny closet up, and suddenly I knew where he was almost as if we were in a room full of light. I could see every move he made, and I wanted him to make a move on me.
I kissed him back with force, and longing.
My first kiss is with my brother.
My mate."