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First met by fate.

Separated by duty.

Reunited in war.

A love started with a betrayal.

The woman who manages to become pregnant with the Crown Prince’s child will be promoted to the Empress and the only one he wants was me

NOTE:: PLEASE READ MAFIA EMPEROR (Book One)
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I leaned back in my chair with a heavy sigh and glanced up at the moon in the sky. It was full and shining brightly in the clear sky. I glanced down at the display. It was midnight. The new day began. He didn't remember this day nor he come. I stared at the cake with tearful eyes, "It must be something important." I told myself and pushed on my feet. Unhappiness drowned me.

“No Father, I would rather go rogue than continue with this mating ceremony!”
As the unwanted daughter of the Beta, Leila has always known her place in the Black Pool Pack. She is used to flying under the radar, but all of that changes when she discovers her fiancé's betrayal with her best friend. Suddenly, Leila becomes the target of cruel bullying and vicious attacks that almost cost her her life, until the pack's ruthless Alpha, Xander steps in to save her.
Will she find peace and solace with the Alpha or will her past comes lurking in the shadows?

“Chen Lu Xian,” a brilliant surgeon, meets his end—
only to awaken as “Chen Lu,” a disfigured and worthless noble son.
When fate takes a dramatic turn,
his new goal becomes clear: vengeance
and rising again as a miracle physician of unmatched skill.
Lu Xian uses a restaurant as a front…
while secretly operating a hidden clinic behind the scenes.
He trains handmaidens in the healing arts,
alongside their practice in martial cultivation.
Fate entangles Lu Xian with the Fourth Prince,
a war-torn man bearing wounds from the battlefield.
That one act of healing… alters his life forever—
when he is forced into marriage!
From celestial physician to imperial consort of the Fourth Prince,
how will Chen Lu use his wits to survive the treacherous tides of court intrigue?
A path lined with schemes, love, and fierce battles lies ahead…

Agent Casey Hastings' sister has gone missing.

Her sister, Kimberly, is a glamorous blonde. The two rarely contacted each other, and Casey was shocked to learn that Kimberly was engaged to Hank Williamson, son of wealthy State Senator Henry Williamson II, with the wedding scheduled for October—a fact Kimberly had never mentioned in their few conversations.

Naturally cautious Casey understood her sister's secret, but given the Williamson family's prominent status, the situation became increasingly perplexing.

After meeting the Williamson family—the charismatic Senator Henry, the aloof matriarch Devine, and their charming son Hank—Casey sensed an unease beneath their welcoming exteriors.

Her investigation led her to the Ryder brothers. The enigmatic Williamson family's security chief, Ace, was a brooding and reserved individual; his guarded demeanor hinted at hidden family secrets. Archer, her brother, possessed a rebellious charm; his easy smile was both disarming and captivating. Despite her suspicions about Ace's motives, Casey was irresistibly drawn to him, and Archer's allure only exacerbated her infatuation.

The local sheriff linked Kimberly's disappearance to a series of crimes, but Casey's intuition pointed to the Williamsons. Torn between her affection for the Ryder brothers and her duty, she had to race against time to uncover the truth before it was too late.

Then, one night, a body was discovered… and her investigation plunged into a chilling new frontier.

This story is talking about a man who lived In a world that measured souls by the glow of mana, Kaelen was a hollow vessel, a "Meat Shield" discarded in the light of the Church. Betrayed by his only love and cast into the Abyssal pits to be devoured, his broken bloodline finally screamed to life. With the Aurelian System coursing through his veins, Kaelen crawled from the grave to devour the very gods who mocked him. Now, the hunt begins—one face-slap and one fallen empire at a time.

【If this is your first time opening this book, welcome to Ella's world.

But I must tell you—you've missed something.

Where did the scars on Ella's body come from? Why would Julian do anything to protect her? What exactly happened between Victoria and Kane that drove a woman to the point of no return? And why did Xavier, the man everyone called the "Crimson Flame War God," vanish without a trace when his family needed him most?

The answers to these questions lie in Volumes One and Two.

That's the story of how Ella walked out of Blood River's cage, step by step. It's the story of how Julian chose to believe in love amid the cold calculations of power. It's the story of how Kane tried to find himself again through loss and betrayal. Without those wounds, she wouldn't be who she is now. Without that darkness, you can't understand this light.

The fires of war in Volume Three have already been lit. But if you want to truly understand why these people are willing to die for each other—

**Please go back and start from Captive of the Ice and Flame Wolves.**】
Ella and Julian embark on their honeymoon, arriving at the legendary Free Haven.

Here, there is no Alpha rule, no hierarchy of oppression, yet a mysterious goddess who can prophesy storms guards the life and death of all.

Until the Orta Crown vanishes from the villa overnight.

The one who steals the Crown is Jax, Free Haven's most skilled thief. When he scales into the forbidden Wind Lighthouse with his prize, he witnesses the legendary goddess Celeste tending to whip scars on her body—this city's faith is built upon a girl's blood and tears. A bottle of cheap rum, a bag of fried fish—for the first time, the caged bird tastes what it means to be human.

But the moment the Crown touches Celeste, the dormant emerald suddenly glows—resonating with the earring left by Jax's father.

Years ago, an expedition ship named "The Albatross" salvaged some ancient power from the deep sea, then mysteriously sank in a storm. The captain and first mate, Celeste's father and Jax's father—what exactly did they discover in the depths?

When Blood River warships appear on the horizon, Alpha Louis wields a bone spear carved with runes, Victoria stands at the bow. Of the five elements, he has already mastered one. And Free Haven is merely a piece on his board, waiting to be overturned.

Order sustained by lies will burn in truth. When crown, bone spear, and storm awaken in the same night—some will become gods, some will become ash.

Christiana and Andrew have been dating for over three years. Everything was going well for them until Andrew revealed his true identity to her as the heir to one of the biggest billionaires in the USA.

Leaving her life behind in Switzerland to accompany Andrew and see his world turns out to be the opposite of everything she dreams of.

With Andrew's mother not hiding her disdain for Christiana and his ex-girlfriend who would do anything to get her man, Christiana is in a fix where she has to decide her fate to avoid her fate decided for her.

On the day David Jones was released from prison, he followed his grandfather's arrangement and became a live-in son-in-law of the Perez family.

Everyone believed he was a destitute, penniless ex-convict.

Even his fiancée Elizabeth said to him: "David, let's break off our engagement..."

But in reality, David controlled a trillion-dollar fortune. He would make all those who had bullied him kneel at his feet and beg for mercy!!

This is a story about a forest fairy named Odette. She is one thousand years old and lives a peaceful life with her parents deep in the mountains of the fairy realm. She meets a mysteries man named Alex, who disappears just as quickly as he appeared in her life. Leaving her with a strange and unknown feeling, she has never felt before...

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.

I ran by hands down his broad shoulders, squeezing his firm biceps.

“Like what you see Princess?” Aphelion asked, a cocky smirk on his face,

“Just shut up and kiss me.” I replied back as I lifted my hands off of his arms and wrapped them in his hair, pulling him down towards me.

THIS IS A REVERSE HAREM NOVEL- READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION…


Katrina was left at an orphanage as an infant. On her 21st birthday Katrina’s best friends take her to the Popular club Hecate where her life turns upside down. One minute she’s having fun getting drunk, the next she’s blasting a pervert on his ass with some unknown power that just blasted out of her hands. Now Katrina is stuck attending school with a bunch of demigods and four very attractive very dangerous gods, who have all staked a claim on her……

Veronica Martin, One of the most talented Doctors, she is beautiful and smart but still stuck in an unfaithful marriage.

Her life takes an unexpected turn when one VIP patient comes to her, Vladimir Volkov.
Veronica wasn't aware of his power and did something which she shouldn't have.

Results, Vladimir purchased her from her own husband and she has no idea how to deal with this situation, but one thing she realises that she shouldn't have messed with Vladimir.

In Darya's first life, she got betrayed by her husband- leading her to die with her unborn child. After losing her first, second, and third life where she had undergone a lot of trauma, she went crazy. What keeps on happening is she dies and then lives another life in another body. This repeated course happened fourteen times. So then, on her 15th life to which she miraculously came back to her first life, she got a chance to have revenge. She decided to live a different life where she fights for herself and become a strong woman that cannot be controlled by her feelings. She becomes the Emperor again and gathered all the men who ruined her life and twirled their worlds around her fingers.

"I gave you a life… and you took mine with it."

She woke up in a sterile hospital room, her body aching, her womb empty.
The child she carried—gone.
No name. No face. No goodbye.

To him, it was just a transaction. A contract. A child born of benefit.
To her, it was the beginning of everything—and the end of herself.

Years passed. Her heart hardened. But fate, cruel and poetic, dragged him back into her orbit.
Only this time, there are secrets.
And bloodlines.
And a storm of revenge, waiting to unravel them both.

In a world where love is a luxury and hatred is inherited, how do you survive the one man who cost you everything… yet still makes your heart ache?

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.

Sometimes, in the name of love, people are capable of doing things beyond reason. But can love truly blind someone?

Can love really turn a person into someone so cruel?

When one heart longs to be bound, yet ends up leaving another in devastation, can love still be defined with the same meaning?

Meanwhile, the past of our parents teaches us that destiny does exist—that God’s will stands above everything else.

In the end, everyone is faced with a choice: to hold on or to let go.

Love takes them away, and love brings them back again.

Frel.
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Genre:
Romantic Comedy / a novel romance

Read it and see for yourself.

You will discover countless surprises within its pages.

Beyond a hilarious yet heart-wrenching love triangle, this novel also presents stories of friendship, family, emotional wounds, and long-buried secrets from the past that slowly come to light. All of it blends into a story that is exciting, adorable, frustrating, emotionally stirring, and—before you even realize it—completely turns your feelings upside down.

Melissa Moore just finished eight grueling years of study and writing but she has finally made it to the last step of achieving her lifelong dream of being a professor of Renaissance Literature at Berkley. Five days before presenting her dissertation, Melissa decides to join her roommates for a night of fun. While the party scene is not really Melissa's thing, with a little liquid courage, she decides to let loose for a night and has her first ever one-night stand. While determined to never think of her one night of recklessness or the sex god who gave her the first (and 4th) orgasm she ever had without her BYOB, fate seems to have other plans… Jeremy Janes has been burned by love. Recently cheated on by his fiancee, he takes a new job as the head of the department of Medieval\Renaissance Literature at Berkley. New to California, after living his whole life in New York, he decides to have a night on the town before he begins his new job. Not looking for a relationship, he is open to a one-night stand. Jeremy has had a lot of sex in his 36 years, A LOT. But nothing has ever thrown him off like his one night with Melissa. They are aware that an unexpected pregnancy, an unprofessional (and perhaps unethical) dilemma could throw both of their futures away. Can a "professional" arrangement lead to love?

I am Vera, forced to marry the ruthless mob boss Viktor Quinn.

Years of one-sided devotion have finally extinguished the love I once held for him.

"You will never be worthy of carrying my child," he once vowed. If he discovered I was pregnant, he would personally ensure I aborted it.

But I was already months along.

One night, an assassin cornered me in a dark alley: "I'm here to take your life and your child's!"

I barely escaped. But the question haunted me—who sent him? Was it Viktor?

An accidental flight change saved me from a plane crash that killed everyone on board.

To the world, Vera Quinn died in that disaster.

Viktor went mad searching for my body.

Six years later, I've rebuilt my life as Maya Pierce, a renowned jewelry designer—and a mother.

Then I was kidnapped.

One day, I was mysteriously kidnapped.

When the hood was ripped off my head, I froze.

The person standing before me made my heart stop.

The one behind all of this turned out to be...

She already left one fiancé. She didn’t need another. When Bree Garrett’s former college roommate invites Bree to move to Starlight Ridge, a small tourist town on the Californian coast, she is all too happy to leave the deserts of New Mexico and the memories of her former life. She only has three conditions: One- No one can find out about her fear of water—totally embarrassing when you live next to the ocean. Two- No seafood. She can't stomach it. Yeah, she sees the irony of points number one and two. Three- No blind dates. The last thing she needs is a relationship. Her ex-fiancé would agree. Easier said than done when the only job available is at a surf shop and the owner, Caleb, is under the impression that Bree has applied to be a scuba instructor, and not a cashier, as she had intended. Bree tries to clear up the misunderstanding, but it’s hard when she seems to lose her voice—and her breath—every time Caleb is near. How could she not when he happens to be attractive, single and, as it turns out, also doesn't like seafood? Bree and Caleb struggle against the pull of the tide that seems determined to bring them together. But, despite their differences, maybe this is one battle that is okay to lose. Diving into Love is the first book in the Starlight Ridge romance series. If you can’t get enough of witty banter, moonlit strolls on the beach, and swoon-worthy kisses, you’ll love this sweet romance. Buy Diving into Love and start this small-town romance series today!

This is a story of a triumphant rebirth. After being betrayed, she bravely divorces and embarks on a path of success. Using her skills as a painter, she amazes everyone. Her ex-husband, filled with regret, turns into a desperate suitor, madly pursuing her. At the same time, she uncovers the mystery of her origins, finds her biological father, and gains abundant family affection. Her life seems to be on a winning streak, with both love and career flourishing, making it an addictive read that will leave you wanting more.

Laura once believed that losing her husband’s love would be the greatest pain she could ever endure.But when she wakes up in a strange dusty room, drenched in sweat and confusion, only to realize her baby is gone, her world collapses. A doctor tells her she is dying.
Meanwhile, her husband Julian, the Lycan King she trusted with her life, is nowhere to be found.
When Laura finally locates him at the pack hospital, he is standing beside Sarah, his first love, who has just given birth to his child.
Caught in a storm of betrayal, heartbreak and unanswered questions, Laura must uncover the truth behind her missing baby and the hidden loyalties within the pack. Above all, she must face one devastating reality: the man she gave everything to may never have been hers at all.


Julian. With a feral growl, he appeared out of nowhere, tackling the rogue to the ground. His movements were quick and lethal, and within moments, the rogue was dead. “Julian!” I cried, rushing to him as he staggered to his feet. But before I could reach him, his legs gave out, and he collapsed to the floor. Blood pooled beneath him, staining his shirt. “No, no, no!” I dropped to my knees beside him, my hands hovering uselessly over his wounds. “Julian, stay with me!” His eyes fluttered open, and he gave me a weak smile. “Laura,” he murmured, his voice barely audible.

She was thrown away like trash. They never expected her to come back as their doom.
Ten years of servitude. Ten years of abuse. When the Thomas family found their biological daughter, they tossed Evelyn out like garbage—back to the "poor mountain village" they assumed she came from.
They couldn't have been more wrong.
The black Rolls-Royce waiting outside wasn't a rental. The mansion in the mountains wasn't a fantasy. And the "poor parents" she'd been forced to find? They turned out to be the Taylor family—one of the four shadow dynasties that rule the country from behind the curtain.
But Evelyn isn't just a lost heiress reclaiming her throne.
She's Phoenix, the legendary surgeon who operates on presidents.
She's Valencia, the phantom composer whose music billionaires chase.
She's the ghostwriter behind blockbuster films, the strategist who turns bankrupt pharmaceutical companies into empires overnight.
And she's done being underestimated.
When her former fiancé—the cold, proud William Brown—discovers the girl he discarded is the very genius he's been obsessed with for years, the chase begins. But Evelyn has already buried her heart under too many scars. He'll have to bleed to earn her trust.
"You wanted me gone," she tells the family who starved her. "Congratulations. You got your wish. Now watch me rise where you can't reach."
A slow-burn romance where the heroine saves herself—and maybe, just maybe, lets one man prove he's worth keeping.

"All of you. I need you in me, your mouths sucking me dry, you hands leaving bruises, and your cocks wrecking me inside out. Ruin me. I want your cum trapped deep, branding me. Fill me and don't let shit leak out."


Yeeted through a cosmic butthole, I crash landed thousands of years in the future… and somehow woke up glowing like a damn goddess. Now FaeNet worships me, the royals want me dead, and six dangerously hot psychos won’t let me out of their sight.

A cocky dragon king who thinks he owns me.
A pirate panther shifter with a daggered grin.
A tattooed vampire who bites first and jokes later.
An Alpha Werewolf whose growl makes the ground shake.
A demon shifter with wings, horns, and way too much stamina.
And a golden god who literally sets the sky on fire.

They’re mine. All of them. And if the prophecy is right, together we’re supposed to save the realms… or burn them down.

Too bad the Entity’s army of bone collecting nightmares is already hunting me, and court politics are just as deadly as shadow beasts. One wrong move and I’m not just doomed.....I’m dragging my whole chaotic harem with me.

✨ Tropes you’ll devour!!

Reverse Harem 💕 (why choose?)
Dragon Shifters 🐉
Alpha Werewolf 🐺
Dark Fae 👑
Demon Daddy Energy 🔥
Tattooed Vampire 🩸
Kinky Mate Bonds 🖤
Prophecy & Trials 🔮
Found Family ❤️
LGBTQ+ inclusivity 🌈

Yeeted through time. Crowned by chaos. Desired by six.

If you like spicy fantasy romance, unhinged banter, and a heroine who would fight gods and still flip them off, Accidentally Divine will ruin your sleep schedule.

What is the happiest day of any woman, her wedding day, right? But it wasn't the case with Pamela Grayson. She sobbed before, during and after the wedding. It is difficult for her to comprehend why her parents would force her into a marriage with a man who is in coma, that doesn't have the slightest probability of ever coming out of it. But what can she do than to accept it? After all, her sister had seduced her fiance and was pregnant with his child. Her dowry was going to be used to sponsor an elaborate wedding for her sister and her supposed fiance. But the man she got married to was even more ruthless and cruel to her than her family when he came out of coma.

Forced to terminate her surrogate babies, he divorced her and severe every ties with her. But fate brought them to cross paths again. Now a princess, a heiress and the CEO of the largest cooperation in the continent: What does the future hold for them both, and their quadruplets which Louis Hayden thought had been flushed away? A story of fate, a second chance, karma and revenge!!!

Sometimes the richest prize isn’t money—it’s the one heart you can’t afford to lose.

Callie Monroe never imagined leaving the wide-open skies of Bandera, Texas. But when tragedy struck her family ranch, her father demanded she marry the wealthy widower next door to pay the bills. Callie refused. Instead, she ran—straight to New York, where she traded sunsets for subway rides and survival meant slinging cocktails in a Brooklyn dive.

She wasn’t looking for love. She was looking for a way out. But a televised dating game with a cash prize too good to ignore was about to change everything.

Grayson Wolfe built his empire with ruthless precision. Billionaire. Innovator. Cold as steel. But his late father’s will forced him into a corner: marry for one year, or lose control of the Wolfe fortune. A man who didn’t believe in love suddenly needed a bride—fast.

So he entered the game show.
Not for money. Not for fame.
For a loophole.

He thought every woman would beg for him.
Until she didn’t.

Callie Monroe, fiery redhead in a red dress, was the only one who told him no. And in that rejection, she became the one prize he couldn’t walk away from.

But when their worlds collide again—this time with him as her boss—the rules of the game change. Desire becomes dangerous. Pride becomes a weapon. And the lines between business and passion blur into obsession.

He had everything…until her.
Now she’s the only prize worth winning.

"Is this your way of seducing me?" Clifton looked at the woman before him, wearing only a thin nightgown, her perfect curves exposed to his eyes.
"I admit, I'm attracted to you." Clifton suddenly lowered his head, his thin lips biting down on my collarbone, his fingers trailing down from my full chest, slipping between my thighs.
I was pinned down on the bed by Miranda, feeling the pleasure he brought to my body.
"Be good and let me in." Clifton thrust into me forcefully.
After suffering betrayal from her ex-husband and cousin, Miranda married the disfigured and disabled Clifton as his contract wife to cover her company's losses.
But an accident led Miranda to discover that Clifton was neither disfigured nor disabled—he was actually the underground king who controlled the entire city.
Miranda became afraid and prepared to leave this terrifying man, but Clifton kept dragging her back: "The contract is void. I want not only your body, but also your heart."
This time, will she truly fall in love with this dangerous man?

When the stars begin to awaken, Aurelia discovers she is tied to an ancient force hidden since the birth of creation. Hunted by a ruthless commander sent to capture her, she is thrust into a living universe filled with war, dangerous secrets, and forgotten creatures. But the man sent to destroy her may be the only one who can save her. As love grows between enemies and buried truths rise, Aurelia must decide whether to save the universe… or let it burn.

This was the ninety-ninth time Shen Yunxiao had disappeared during my heat period.
This time, as always, I found traces of him through my sister Shu Lan's Moments.
[Heat season is here again~ Luckily, someone's been guarding me nonstop for seven days straight.]
The accompanying photo showed Shen Yunxiao kneeling on one knee, his head bowed, kissing the top of her foot in profile.
Unlike the past, I didn't yell or cause a scene. I just liked the post.
I'm a succubus. Since birth, I've been bound to Shen Yunxiao.
So, my succubus heat periods could only be resolved through him.
But he never gave me a second glance, never cared about any of my needs.
Even during my most severe heats, he'd still sit there in his suit, watching me curl up on the floor, trembling.
He knew that a bound succubus could only be loyal to one person.
I used to think he was naturally disdainful of succubi. But when I saw the tenderness in his eyes as he helped my sister Shu Lan through her heat...
That's when I knew. He wasn't disdainful of succubi. He was disdainful of me.
Convinced I couldn't leave him, he brazenly went on every date with Shu Lan.
But he didn't know that surviving one hundred heat periods on my own was the deadline I'd set for myself.
He also didn't know that by binding myself to a top-tier succubus, I could sever my connection to him, a mere human.
So, this was the last chance I was giving Shen Yunxiao.

When the Tide Took Him — A Romantic Suspense Novel
Four years ago, on a fogchoked night in coastal Maine, Silas Ward vanished without a trace. The town moved on. The police closed the case. But Eveline Shore never stopped searching—or feeling the echo of the boy she once loved whispering, “Eve, I’ll always find you.”
When Eveline discovers a torn page from Silas’s notebook hidden inside the abandoned lighthouse—written in his unmistakable handwriting—everything she believed shatters. The message warns that she “wasn’t alone” the night he vanished…and that someone has been watching her ever since.
Determined to uncover the truth, Eveline is drawn into a dangerous web involving Silas’s best friend, Jonas, whose guilt and evasiveness suggest he knows far more than he’s willing to admit. And when a mysterious man named Rowan arrives—someone who knows Eveline’s name, her past, and the night Silas disappeared—the pieces begin to fall into place in the most terrifying way.
Silas didn’t vanish by accident.
He was taken.
And the person who pushed him off the cliffs that night wasn’t after him.
They were after her.
As Eveline uncovers the chilling truth and the secrets Silas died to protect, she realizes he survived the fall—not to save himself, but to keep her alive. Their longawaited reunion becomes a heartbreaking confrontation with betrayal, sacrifice, and the dangerous legacy she never knew she carried.
Set against the haunting backdrop of early2000s coastal Maine, When the Tide Took Him blends deep emotional romance with escalating mystery and suspense.
A story for readers who crave love that endures, secrets that haunt, and endings powerful enough to stay with them long after the final page.

"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.

“I, Riccardo Saviano, future Alpha of the Grey Shadow Moon Pack, reject you, Artemisia Guerrieri, Daughter of Alpha Franco of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and future Luna.”

One single sentence.

One stupid single sentence was all it took to disintegrate my life.

And the day of my birthday, on which this sentence was audaciously uttered to me, I lost the love of my life, my future mate, and my wolf, all at once.

As I’m still assembling the pieces of my shattered heart years later, there they come.

Like lightning out of a crystal blue sky.

My Mates.

But wait…

If I am mated to triplets, how come I’m about to be mated to 5 gorgeous men?

*** TW: explicit and foul language; spicy content; explicit sex scenes ***

Catherine accepted her fate as an object of pleasure for the cold Alpha Nathan who had previously rejected her. Her not-so peaceful life is distracted when she found out she's pregnant. She flees to a different pack where she sought new beginnings. A year later, she comes running back to her pack in tears to seek for help.
Just when she thought everything was over, a mystery of her identity comes to light and the pack she once called home, wants her dead! Why did she come back? And why do they want her dead?
Join on this intriguing journey of love, betrayal and emotional roller coasters.

They said I killed them all.

My father. My daughter. My brother's legs. One explosion, one moment of selfishness, and I became the family murderer.

My husband Dominic—the most feared mafia boss in the city—drowned himself in whiskey. I drowned myself in something worse.

Three years on the pole. Three years with strangers' cash stuffed in my bra, their cocks shoved down my throat, their fists in back alleys, their cameras catching every degradation. Three years swallowing cum and shame to scrape together half a million for my brother's surgery.

Then the doctors found the tumor. Three months left.

One last show, I told myself. A blindfolded performance. Enough to pay off Ethan's debt before I died.

That's when someone ripped off my blindfold.

Dominic.

Behind him stood my very-alive father. And Ethan—on two perfect legs, kicking aside an empty wheelchair. And my adopted sister Vanessa, draped over my husband, flashing a diamond ring.

This whole performance? Her birthday present.

"Surprise, sweetheart." Dominic smiled. "The explosion was fake. We just needed to put you in your place."

Ethan laughed. "Three years of stripper money made one hell of a party, sis."

My father still wouldn't look at me. "Learn to treat Vanessa right, or you're no daughter of mine."

The room exploded in laughter.

I stood there, diagnosis crumpled in my fist.

The explosion was fake. The crippled legs were fake. Everything was fake.

But the cancer eating my brain?

That was real.

The night I almost drank myself to death at a client dinner, my husband Alexander bought his first love a luxury yacht.

Maya posted it on Instagram that same night: "Best birthday gift EVER! You know who you are 💕🛥️~"

In the photo, she was in a bikini, champagne in hand, glowing with joy.

Then came the credit card alert—our joint account had been maxed out.

Before I could even confront him, Alexander called.

"Are you serious right now? Why'd you lock the card? Maya's been struggling with her depression—she needs to go sailing to clear her head! Why can't you show some compassion?"

I wanted to tell him that last night, I'd nearly killed myself closing a deal for his company.

But he'd already hung up.

Later that evening, Maya posted again—an extravagant jewelry set. The caption: "When someone truly GETS you 💎✨"

In the photo, she wore a diamond ring I never got, not even on my wedding day.

But by then, I was done caring.

Because I'd made my decision—to disappear completely.

Five years ago, on my wedding day, my fiancé Vincent fucked my best friend in the bridal suite.

Five years later, I returned to New York with my husband—the most powerful Mafia boss in Naples. At Atelier Milano, my former best friend Bianca circled my custom gown like a vulture, pestering the staff about meeting the legendary Mrs. Salvatore.

She had no idea the woman she pitied as a pathetic nobody was the very person she was dying to impress.

At my bedside, for what felt like the hundredth time,my family asked me nervously,“Are you still planning to look for Elias?”
I blinked in confusion, asking, “Who is Elias? Why would I look for him?”
And at that moment, the doctors declared me “recovered.”
I was finally allowed to leave the psychiatric clinic that had tormented me for more than a year.
They told me—that Elias never existed, that I had fallen into delusion, loving a man created by my imagination.
I understand that only by obeying them can I regain my freedom.

Amber was raped by her uncle.

She was an orphan. Her parents died in a road accident.

She was later taken to her grandmother. One day she went to a party.

There she met a rich pervert.

He tried to sexually abuse her there.

Later he forced her to marry him and she had to, due to certain family conditions.

There too rape torturers didn't end for amber.

They both used to hate each other.

Will they ever fall in love or this will end up only being a rape story.....

Let's see.....

Liora Hale was a substitute bride forced to take her stepsister’s place and marry the young master of the Blackwood family, a deformed cripple rumored to have few months left to live.
“Who would have thought that even a sickly wretch like Dominic Blackwood would find himself a bride?”
At the altar, after their vows were spoken, she lifted her veil and knelt before Dominic Blackwood, pressing a hesitant kiss to his lips. The marriage contract was signed. No matter his deformities, he was now her husband.
She wasn’t afraid of the scars that marked his face, nor was she repulsed by the wheelchair that confined him. Every morning, she prepared his breakfast, attended to his needs, and thought of nothing beyond her duties as a wife.
“Young Master Blackwood is a cripple who can’t even perform,” her best friend argued.
“When he dies, you’ll still be untouched. You should aim higher.”
Later in their marriage, Dominic found himself wanting to enjoy his little wife in every way the press of her lips against his, the brush of skin against skin, the intimacy a husband and wife were meant to share.
But Liora refused him, blushing furiously.
“No, we can’t. The doctor said you’re not allowed to exert yourself.”
Desire surged through Dominic, hot and relentless. He cursed inwardly.
I should have gotten rid of that doctor and this wheelchair long ago.
Unable to restrain himself any longer, he finally revealed the truth.
In the blink of an eye, the deformed cripple disappeared, replaced by a powerful man tall, dark, and devastatingly handsome. He silenced Liora’s protests as he leaned over her, caging her against the bed with his arms.
His voice dropped low as he asked,
“What about now"?

Her father paid one hundred million dollars for her bodyguard.

Caesar Montague called the price modest.

He's the man whose codename comes from the operative he killed. They called that one God. They call him Satan.

The one who devours God becomes the Devil.

Elizabeth Williams thinks he's a thug.

Then she watches him throw an assassin out of her fifty-eighth-floor window.

Then she watches the wealthiest man in New York — her father — bow to him.

Then she finally understands:

The man she's been screaming at isn't her bodyguard.

He's the only thing keeping her alive.

They called him the Ashborn, not just a title, but a mockery.

In the divine order of the Aurealis Academy, where angels trained, ranked, and rose according to the purity of their light, Elias Vorne was the standing joke. No wings fully formed at sixteen. No light is strong enough to pass a standard test. The weakest initiative in three centuries of recorded history, they said, which was not the kind of record anyone wanted to hold.

He had heard it so many times, he had stopped flinching.

"Nothing. Again."

The Seraph Commander's voice was flat as a blade laid on a table. Around the testing hall, two hundred initiates watched Elias pull his hand back from the sacred flame that had burned bright gold for every student before him and produced, for him, nothing at all. Not a flicker, nor a glow, nor even the faint warmth that the weakest angels managed.

His palm had come back cold.

"Perhaps Ashborn needs another year."

The laughter was not unkind, exactly. It was the laughter of people who had stopped taking something seriously. Elias stood in front of two hundred divine initiates and let it wash over him the way he had learned to, like water over stone. You cannot erode stone with laughter. You cannot break what has been decided; it will not break.

What none of them knew, what Elias himself did not know, was why the flame went cold when he touched it.

Not because he had no power, but because what lived inside him was not light.

Somewhere in the city beyond the Academy walls, a woman with ink-dark eyes and the patient stillness of someone who had been waiting a very long time looked up from her work and felt the moment the seal shifted.

In my past life, I was a wild, pureblood witch who tamed my own nature for love, willingly playing the submissive, perfect Luna for my fated Alpha.
But to him, I was just a savage that "needed to be brought to heel." When enemy wolves ambushed us, he held my manipulative, magicless adopted sister tight, leaving me to be ripped apart.
When I opened my eyes, I had been thrust back in time to the day of our Mating Ceremony.
Staring at the white gown that symbolized nothing but my submission, I slapped a thirty-million-dollar price tag on my "fated mate" and sold him right to my sister.
Using a pureblood glamour, I sent her to the altar in my place. Then I hopped on my motorcycle and rode straight into forbidden territory—right into the arms of the ruthless, unhinged "Mad Wolf" Alpha. He didn't want an obedient pet; he wanted a lethal queen to rule the wild by his side.
That night, when my arrogant ex sealed the irreversible mate bond, lifted the bridal veil, and realized the woman eternally bound to his soul wasn't me...
The icy, untouchable Alpha who spent a lifetime trying to break me completely lost his damn mind.

Ten years ago, Isla fled Hollowcreek—a quaint town filled with memories—and the boy who loved her enough to let her go.

After her grandmother's death, Isla returned to Hollowcreek. Seeing the vibrant white lilies constantly appearing on the porch, she might have guessed who had left them, but she didn't know the purpose behind them.

Isla's hopes grew: she longed to meet the mysterious figure who had given her the lilies. The moment the mystery was revealed, she would have to make a new choice: leave once more, or finally take root where she had always belonged...

" Are you happy now? Are you happy breaking me into pieces? I fell for you, Even though I know I shouldn't have." A sob escaped my lips. I didn't want him to see me this vulnerable but I can't keep it anymore.

'What? I love you Kristen for goodness sake. I was just here because I needed to make things clear"

'When? Where? How?"

'What do you mean?"

'Where is this love you're saying? I can't feel it anymore. When do you love me? When it's convenient for you? How do you even know you love me, I don't even know what love is?" I almost whisper everything I said but I made sure he heard me

He stood there just like he always does. Stands there and just stare at me while I am at my weakest point.

I smiled 'Just....nevermind I said that."

I turn away and he runs his fingers through his hair then I look back. I parted my lips wanting say something but I stop myself afraid that I might regret it later and that I might hurt myself even more.

I shake my head, close my eyes and took a deep breath. When I open my eyes, our eyes met. I gave him a faint smile and turned away.

If you were to write your own story, how would you end it?

Annika Ficarro is a writer who often runs away from reality, not interested in love because she believes there is no destiny for her, that only happy endings happen in the books she reads.

She promises herself that she will never love again, but deliberately playing destiny, a man she has long forgotten returns, to knock her heart out again. She wanted to give the man another chance, but she was afraid that might get hurt again.

Annika tried to love and write their own story, but the conflict was that she didn’t know how to end the story... that had just ended.

When the apocalypse struck, my brother Leo didn't hesitate to choose the offshore sanctuary.
In our past life, faced with a choice between a powerful inland warlord commanding a massive army and a leader clinging to a solitary island, Leo snatched up the first option.
But when a zombie horde overran the mainland and defenses collapsed, he fled to my island for refuge.
Jealous of how well I was surviving the end of the world, he and our parents knocked me unconscious in the dead of night and threw me into the ocean to drown.
Now that I've been reborn, Leo immediately took our parents to the maritime base, leaving the "dangerous" mainland to me.
He thinks the ocean is a natural barrier that guarantees his safety, that he can sit back and relax while the world burns.
But there's one thing he doesn't know.
Zombies aren't just static, mindless walking dead—they evolve.
And when they do, that offshore sanctuary will become a floating hell with no way out.

My husband used my cottage to cheat on me. Fine. I found out, I drove three hours, and I walked into my own house to find his mistress wearing my dead grandmother's sweater.
She told me to leave.
He showed up, kissed her in front of me, then grabbed my arm and shoved me into the door frame.
That's when I had the asthma attack. He's known about my asthma for five years.
My inhaler rolled across the porch floor. His mistress picked it up, held it out, and told me to sign a statement saying I'd caused all of this. Then she'd give it back.
He looked at me on the ground and said: She's performing.
I'm sitting on the floor of my own grandmother's house, gasping, and my husband is telling the neighbors I'm acting.
Nobody thought to ask whose family manages every property on this coastline.