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The Dragon King burned me. The Wolf Alpha bit me. The Vampire King drained me dry.

They all thought I was dead. They were wrong.

I was just a Ghost—a rebel assassin trying to survive in a world ruled by monsters. I fought them with steel and grit, and I lost. I died on a cold stone table, my heart stopping as the venom took hold.

But death didn't want me.

I woke up with four heartbeats pounding in my chest. One for the wolf who marked me. One for the dragon who scorched me. One for the vampire who tasted me. And one... that belongs to the Phoenix rising from my ashes.

Now I’m back, and I’m not just human anymore. I am the fire that will burn their kingdoms to the ground. The Wolf King, Rhett, is staring at me like he’s seen a ghost. He is kneeling, not in fear, but in worship.

"What are you?" he whispers.

I smile, and my wings of flame unfurl. "I'm your reckoning."

🔥Enemies to lovers
🔥Why-choose reverse harem
🔥Sassy, morally gray heroine
🔥Strong Female Lead
🔥Fated mates
🔥Slow-burn spice
🔥Dystopian shifter romance
🔥Alpha
🔥Vampire
🔥Dragons
🔥Detailed World Politics
🔥Court Intrigue

He woke with no past… inside a labyrinth that watches everything.

Talen Drex awakens on cold stone with nothing but his name and a burning ember of power inside his chest. No memories. No weapon. No way out.

Only the labyrinth.

Deep beneath the world, an ancient living maze tests those trapped inside it. Every creature defeated, every puzzle solved, every step forward is counted. The labyrinth grows stronger as he does, shaping him into something new… or breaking him completely.

Most who enter never make it past the first level.

But Talen is learning quickly.

As the labyrinth reveals deadlier monsters, shifting passages, and secrets older than civilization itself, one truth becomes clear—something powerful waits at its core.

And the maze is deciding if he deserves it.

To survive, Talen must grow stronger, think faster, and master the strange power awakening within him.
Because in this labyrinth, every victory changes you…
…and every failure is permanent.

“You are no longer Diane Morel. Your name is Lyra, and your only job is to obey.”

Betrayed by her own brother and her supposed best friend, Diane is stripped of her identity and sold into an elite Greek pleasure house. She was meant to be broken. Forgotten. A nameless commodity for the wealthy.

But they underestimated her fire.

Enter Jake Damon—a ruthless, reclusive billionaire who commands empires and terrifies enemies. When he buys her, Diane prepares for her ultimate destruction. Instead, Jake demands her silence, not her body. Behind the closed doors of his Manhattan penthouse, a dangerous game of control and defiance begins. The cold, untouchable billionaire finds himself undone by the one woman he cannot truly own.

Can Jake handle the storm brewing in his arms, or will Diane burn down both their worlds for the ultimate revenge?

In my past life, the glorious "Son of the Sun" drained my divine blood until I died a broken shell.
Reborn, my twin sister eagerly steals my fiancé, shoving me toward the exiled, "crippled" King of the Shadow Crows.
As she flaunts her stolen glory, desperate to birth the sky's future ruler, I can only smile.
She doesn't know her golden prince is functionally sterile—and the "heir" she's destroying herself to conceive will be a nightmare.
And she certainly has no idea that my featherless, outcast husband is actually the ancient Abyssal Phoenix.
Let her drown in the hell she stole. This time, I’ll let the very abyss she cursed crown me as a True God.

Since ancient times, Vampire hunters has existed to give humans a chance to survive in the face of the blood-drinking monsters. Cheryl used to be the strongest female hunter in the hunter camp. However, during a mission, Cheryl was tragically killed but she lost the memories of the day being killed and surprisingly woke up again in a strange snowy land. Cheryl wanted to find out the truth about her death, so she returned to the hunter camp again, but her little brother who she had cared for for twenty years shoot her with her weapon upon seeing her. Cheryl had to flee temporarily, but on the way to escape she was hypnotized by the powerful vampire Prince and brought back to his manor. When Cheryl woke up again, she just realized that she had been reborn into the body of a woman named Chris, who was not only the lowest of the low vampires, but also the Prince's fiancée...Cheryl wanted to figure out the truth about her death, but could she escape when she's trapped in the monster’s manor?

“What do you want?" Jonah asked, his voice shaking slightly.

"The winds of change are brewing, Jonah.” the first man said, his eyes flashing with an unsettling intensity. "The darkness gathers. And you, Jonah, will be caught in the storm."

Jonah’s confusion grew. The men continued to speak, their words riddled with mysteries and shrouded in veiled warnings.

“Your path is fraught with peril, Jonah.” the second man said, his voice as smooth as honey. “But you aren't alone. There are those who will come for you, those who will seek to get you.”

"What are you talking about?" Jonah asked with furrowed brows.

"The storm gathers even now Jonah." The men said. "It'll be upon you soon." Before Jonah could ask any more question, the men stepped into the shadows and where gone again.

He died a hero, saving the girl he loved. But in the afterlife, a twist of fate offered him a chance at a second life.

Jonah, a man consumed by grief, awakens with a godly gift the power to heal. He becomes a famed healer, celebrated for his miraculous touch. Yet, in the shadows, a small voice whispers and his ability is fueled by a force he slightly understands, a force that binds him to the darkness. Now, he must navigate the unfaithful path of his new power, fight the whispers of the unknown, and face the heart wrenching choice between the woman he loves and the power that could consume him.

Giving up has never been an option….
While fighting for his life and freedom has become commonplace for Alpha Cole Redmen, the battle for both hits a whole new level once he finally returns to the place he’s never called home. When his fight to escape results in dissociative amnesia, Cole must overcome one obstacle after another to get to the place he only knows about in his dreams. Will he follow his dreams and find his way home or will he get lost along the way?
Join Cole on his emotional journey, inspiring change, as he fights to return to Crimson Dawn.

*This is the second book in the Crimson Dawn series. This series is best read in order.

**Content warning, this book contains descriptions of physical and sexual abuse that sensitive readers may find disturbing. For adult readers only.

The night I was reborn, my adoptive brother—Viktor Konstantin, the Don of the Chicago Outfit—was poisoned during a negotiation.

In my past life, I loved him desperately. So when the aphrodisiac took hold and he gasped for me to call Liliya, I made a selfish choice. I stayed. I gave myself to him.

She arrived too late. When she saw us together, she ran. Her plane crashed over the Atlantic that same night.

Viktor married me without a word of blame. Until a turf war when our enemies captured me—seven months pregnant, chained up, beaten bloody. I called him, begging for help through my tears.

His answer shattered me: "You want to live? After killing Liliya? You and that bastard don't deserve to breathe. Go to hell, Eve."

I died in that cell. Our daughter died with me.

Now I'm staring into those same drugged eyes again.

This time, I'm making the call.

I’m the only princess of the Iron Claw Pack. My Alpha father chose three pure-blooded wolves from the Johnson family to grow up at my side. The man I choose won’t just be my mate—he’ll become the Pack’s next Alpha.
In my last life, I chose the younger twin, David, because he was always gentle and considerate.
But less than a year after our bonding ceremony, he died.
Only when our mate bond stirred again did I learn the truth: David had faked his death—because the one he loved was Emma.
When Rogues attacked, David threw away his life to save me, only to beg that if there were a next life, I would never choose him again.
When I opened my eyes, I was back on the day I had to choose my mate. This time, I grabbed a file at random.
It was David’s twin brother, Nate—my sworn enemy.

Aria wakes up one day before her death, still pregnant, and still abandoned by the alpha who shattered her heart. This time, she returns to the Silverpine Pack with a lie: This baby isn't his.

But Caden doesn't remember rejecting her. A forbidden spell stole his memories, leaving him furious and devastated that his fated mate disappeared only to return carrying another man's child. His wolf knows the truth. His heart refuses to believe it.

Magic, lies, and a second chance neither of them asked for. Will love conquer the spell that tore them apart or let it destroy them both?

Read now and fall into a world where fate demands the impossible.

Eighteen-year-old Raleigh Rivercrest's life is uncertain, having been an orphan her whole life. Her caretaker's boyfriend and her caretaker are pressuring her to find a home of her own, but Raleigh is unable to provide for herself.
She finds solace in her young principal's older brother, Lucien, but he is not what he seems. Lucien is a werewolf, and Raleigh is drawn into the world of werewolves and Alphas. Despite her disability and child-like behavior, Raleigh falls for Lucien.
However, their romance is put on hold when an enemy from Lucien's past returns and seems to have a vendetta against Raleigh. Now, Raleigh must protect herself, her pack, and discover the truth of who she is.

In my past life, my twin Phaedra and I were both married off to the Dragon Clan on the same day.
I was given to the eldest son Magnus, while she went to the second son Drakon.
A year later, Phaedra gave birth to a small white dragon with scales like fresh snow. Meanwhile, I delivered nine children—all of them deformed monsters, bearing not a trace of dragon lineage.
Dragon King Typhon, a tyrant obsessed with bloodline purity and beauty, immediately stripped his eldest son of the inheritance rights and decided to pass the throne to his second son, Drakon.
Consumed by rage and humiliation, my husband Magnus descended into madness.
He ordered my nine children dragged into the Shadow Abyss and thrown into boiling blood pools as sacrificial offerings. Then he bound me tightly to the frozen altar pillar.
As the crimson winds howled from the blood pool, he mercilessly cut open my chest and carved out my nine-tailed heart while I was still breathing. I drew my last breath drowning in endless despair and blood.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back in the Dragon Clan's towering hall—at the mate selection ceremony that had sealed our fates.
In my daze, Magnus walked straight past me. His eyes brimmed with disgust as he unhesitatingly reached for Phaedra's hand instead. The same woman who had birthed that perfect white dragon in my past life.
But the fool had no idea my children's deformities had nothing to do with me—they came from his own cursed, rotting bloodline.

In the Dragon Empire, bloodline determined everything. Only a female capable of hatching royal-grade golden dragons could wear the crown.
In my past life, I was nothing but a Red Drake—bottom of the food chain, not even blessed with wings. Yet after marrying into the royal family, I miraculously hatched a pureblooded Golden Hatchling.
But when my husband Valerius ascended to the Dragon Throne, his first act as king was to rip out my dragon crystal with his bare claws.
My own son Draken then ordered my body hacked to pieces and fed to the Abyssal Carrion Wolf-Lions in the depths below.
All of this because my half-sister had faked a bloodline awakening, transforming herself overnight into a so-called "Sacred Crystal Dragon."
My cruel husband had looked down at me with utter contempt: "Without my noble genes, how could something like you possibly birth such a gifted golden pureblood? Your filthy swamp bloodline has no right to the Queen's throne."
My son's disgust cut even deeper: "I don't want a flightless cripple for a mother. You make me sick. Only someone as noble and beautiful as Seraphina deserves to be my mother—she'd never force me to practice boring magic like you did."
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back at the Empire's quinquennial Bonding Ceremony.
My husband wasted no time choosing my sister as his mate. My son, Draken, eagerly dove his soul into her womb, ready to be reborn.
But this time, what crawled out of that egg was a Blind Mud Runt.

On the eve of my wedding, I’m kidnapped alongside my stepsister. With a gun to my head, the kidnapper forces my fiancé to choose: her or me. He chooses my stepsister.
Abandoned by my family and stripped of everything, I’m left with nothing.
But then, Dominic Voss, the cold-blooded leader of a dark organization, saves me. “I fell for you at first sight,” he declares. “Be my woman, and I’ll help you get revenge.” With no other options, I agree.
Unexpectedly, Dominic treats me as his one and only, showering me with love and devotion. He confronts my family troubles, punishing my irresponsible father and wicked stepmother.
With his support, I rise from a struggling dancer to a world-renowned artist.
When my ex-fiancé tries to win me back, he’s met with a shocking sight: Dominic publicly proposes!
“Chloe, you’ve loved me for so long…” he begins. I ignoring him, kiss Dominic deeply and respond, “I was blind before, choosing the wrong man, but now I have my true love. Stay away; my husband might just kick your ass.”
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For ten years, Aletheia endured unimaginable torment in the freezing rivers of the Underworld.

Once, she was the most radiant Goddess of the Dawn in Olympus—until a bloodline trial exposed her as a mere mortal, a "fraud." In an instant, she lost everything. Her hypocritical adoptive parents exiled her, and Ares, the God of War and the fiancé she once loved, watched her ruin with cold indifference.

Now, when Olympus needs a political pawn to appease the Underworld, they suddenly remember the scarred and broken Aletheia.

Tossed into the black chariot of a bloodthirsty tyrant like a sacrificial offering, Aletheia braces herself for another eternity of suffering.

Yet Erebus, the rumored ruthless Lord of Shadows, doesn't break her. Instead, with the gentlest of touches, he brushes the frost from her skin.

When the gods who betrayed her return to claim what they once threw away, will Aletheia choose the Light that rejected her—or will she embrace the Darkness where she finally found her home?

HOPE BONNARRO
She is the daughter of the most influential Capo of the Bianchi Mafia, the organization that rules the American underworld. She grew up following three rules: she cannot fall in love, marry, or draw attention. In exchange, she was granted the freedom to study Medicine at university. An attack on the convoy that protects her puts Hope’s life in danger when her brother is seriously injured and her father is unable to rescue her.

MICHAEL BIANCHI
He is the next Boss and needs an alliance with Capo Bonnarro. When the opportunity arises, he makes an offer: he will rescue Hope in exchange for her hand in marriage. With no other option, Bartolomeu Bonnarro agrees to the deal.
Michael skillfully rescues his future bride and takes her to the safety of his territory, keeping the marriage arrangement secret at Bartolomeu’s request.

Hope knows Michael is hiding something from her, and while trying to uphold the promises she made to her family—hiding the terrible secrets that could destroy the Bonnarros—she must deal with Michael Bianchi’s irresistible charm and dark humor. A seductive man who has no intention of waiting for Bartolomeu to tell his daughter the truth before tasting his bride’s sweet lips.

Amid secrets, fights, seduction, mysteries, and the slow building of a relationship that could turn into something more, the enemies pursuing Hope do not rest.
Michael Bianchi is willing to sweep across the country, destroying anyone who dares lay a hand on his bride, for Hope Bonnarro is untouchable to the world—and belongs only to him.

Layla never expected to become the replacement bride of the country’s most powerful billionaire. Their marriage was supposed to be temporary, built on necessity instead of love

But just as Jake begins to fall for the woman he never wanted… His missing fiancée returns.

She wants her life back, and wants her husband back and she’ll do whatever it takes to make Layla disappear.

When long-buried secrets begin to surface, Layla must make an impossible choice.

Walk away from the man she loves… or uncover a truth that could destroy every life involved.

Valentina Kane doesn’t believe in love… not really.

As the fierce founder and CEO of Kane Publishing, she’s poured every ounce of herself into building an empire from the ground up. Years of relentless hustle, sleepless nights, and sacrifices have left no room for distractions, no space for heartbreak. Love, to her, has always been a luxury she couldn’t afford.

But now, with her father’s health fading fast, everything changes. His final, desperate wish pierces her steel heart: he wants to see her married before he dies.

The problem?

Valentina doesn’t have a fiancé.

Hell, she doesn’t even have a boyfriend.

Panic claws at her chest, and in a reckless act of desperation, her loyal assistant takes matters into their own hands, secretly posting an advertisement searching for a husband.

Then comes the last person Valentina ever expects to answer.

Jace Walker.

Feared CEO of Walker Foundation Construction Group. America’s most eligible bachelor. The man every woman dreams of, and the man who couldn’t care less about being wanted.

Jace has his own demons, his own battles, and maybe, just maybe, they both need something more than what either of them dared to admit.

The Runaway Bride: Extended Blurb

What happens when you refuse to accept your fate? When the only way forward is to run?

Luna Matthews has spent her life controlled by fear--first by her cruel stepfather, now by an arranged marriage to a ruthless Alpha she barely knows. On her wedding day, she makes an impossible choice: she runs. Trading her small mountain town for the anonymity of the city, Luna finally tastes freedom. She dyes her hair, changes her name, and begins rebuilding herself as a baker in a quiet cafe, determined to never be caged again.

But freedom has an expiration date.

When Ethan Baron finds her three months later, he brings shocking truths about the supernatural world she never knew existed--and a revelation that changes everything: he's her true mate, not his brother. As Luna grapples with newfound powers awakening inside her, enemies from both worlds close in. Her stepfather returns as something far more dangerous than human, and a rival pack descends on everyone she's come to love.

Luna thought she was running from her past. But what if her past was running toward her all along--and this time, she's the only one who can stop it?

Can she survive becoming the thing she feared most while learning to trust the brother she never expected to love?

Isabel's life has been a constant struggle with the word "ugly." Her Leucoderma skin disease had made her believe that she could never be beautiful. It seemed like every person she met had an opinion about her appearance, and none of them were kind. They made her feel like it was a crime to not be born with flawless skin. Despite her outside flaws, Isabel had a pure soul, but unfortunately, no one ever bothered to understand it. Instead, they treated her like she was worthless, as if her appearance was all that mattered.

But hope arrived when Isabel's marriage was arranged with the handsome and charming Mason Williams. For the first time in her life, Isabel started to believe that someone might accept her for who she was, without judging her physical appearance. She dreamed of Mason being the love of her life, someone who would see past her flaws and cherish her inner beauty.

However, on the day of their marriage, Isabel's hopes were crushed when Mason Williams called her "The Ugly Bride." It was like a punch in the stomach, and Isabel wondered if Mason would ever be able to love her for who she truly was. Would he hate her forever or be able to see past her physical flaws and fall madly in love with her pure soul? Only time could tell...

She goes to a wedding but ends up being the bride...

Priya, a sweet beautiful girl, has a huge crush on Rahul in spite of the fact that he always ignored her... She still has eyes only for him. Her heart gets shattered into a thousand pieces when she gets to know that Rahul is getting married to his girlfriend...

The events turn around and she has to marry him to save his family's name. Join their journey to see how the cute, funny and romantic incidents bring them together.

By being a billionaire's kid, Ruby's last year in high school was not as smooth as it supposed to be. Her nude picture was wide spread across school after a mysterious death of a young girl. While Ruby was figuring out the truth behind everything, the gorgeous new teacher, Adonis Klaus had his eyes set on her.

Little did she know that she would not only get intimately entangled with Adonis but her whole world would be turned upside down in a way she could never imagine...

You might enjoy BABYSITTING THE BILLIONAIRE'S KID if you like this story

When Aneira's sister dies in a terrible car accident, her mother marries her off to her sister's fiancé. She thought she would be loved, and life would be easy, but she found out Rafael had a secret that could break them apart, and that things weren't as they seemed.


Aneira: "I thought he would love me. Just like he loved my late sister, but when he claimed his parents died because of my father, I found out the marriage wasn't what it seemed. I was offered to the beast as the sacrificial lamb."

Rafael: "When her father killed my parents, I vowed to make them pay, but when they offered her in marriage to me, she became my tool of vengeance. The downside was that I couldn’t let anyone else hurt her, but me."

Ibesha lost her virginity in a dart game.
The winner turned out to be her future brother-in-law, Colt.
In desperation, Ibesha made a crazy choice - she gave herself to the most dangerous and mysterious man at the party.
The red-haired mafia boss, Vitali.
She thought this was just a transaction trading her body for dignity, an escape from Colt's clutches.
But she didn't know that Vitali had already fallen for her, and a hunt spanning both the underworld and legitimate world of Sicily was about to begin.

"Miss Davis, stay here. I want to discuss your grades," he said, looking into my glaring eyes.

"Sorry, my friend James is waiting for me. I need to go," I said, looking straight into his eyes with a sweet smile on my face, stressing more on the word "friend," and I saw how his jaw clenched. She wanted to spend time with him, and it increased my jealousy.I walked out of his office in fast steps as I felt his heated gaze on me. I started running, with tears threatening to fall. Before I could reach the exit, my hand was grabbed and I was pushed against the wall.

"Let me go; someone will see us," I said as he pressed his hard body against mine. I tried to push him with my hands, but he pinned them on either side of my head.

"I don't care," he said, pressing his body closer to mine, making my protesting movement. He buried his face in my neck possessively.

"Leave me and go spend your time with Miss. Hans," I said in anger and pure jealousy while looking into his amber eyes as he moved his face to look at me. He smirked knows I'm burning from the inside.

"You will go nowhere with that James," he said, burning in anger, ignoring my words, making me look at him with a scowl.

"Professor, leave me. It's inappropriate of you to ask me not to see my friend. You have no right on me," I said in the same mocking voice, and his jaw clenched even more.

"The professor doesn't, but I have every fucking right to you as your husband, my little bride," he said with a smirk on his face.

Yes, you heard it right. I'm married to my maths professor.

"You took everything from me."
Simone Alejandro was supposed to have her perfect fairytale ending—marrying the man she loved, uniting two powerful mafia families, and living a life of luxury. But in a single gunshot, her world shattered. Her father, the feared Don Alejandro, lay dying in her arms. Her fiancé ran like a coward. And she? She was captured.
By him.
"You're nothing but a spoiled princess playing pretend."
Nicholas Stravkos is a man who doesn’t ask twice. Cold, ruthless, and deadly, he stormed into Simone’s wedding and left a trail of blood in his wake. He expected to find a delicate little princess, begging for her life. Instead, he found fire—a woman too fierce, too proud, and too furious to break.
"Kill me, or let me go. But I will never bow to you."
Now, locked in his mansion, Simone refuses to be just another pawn in his game. She wants revenge. She wants answers. She wants out.
But Nicholas isn’t planning to let her go.
Not yet.
Not when she’s the most thrilling challenge he’s ever faced.
Not when she makes his blood heat with every sharp-tongued retort.
Not when she looks at him like she’s ready to destroy him… or kiss him.
"Careful, princess. Keep pushing me, and you might just like where it leads."
In a world of power, betrayal, and forbidden temptation, Simone must decide—fight against the man who stole her life or give in to the dark pull of the devil in Armani.

He was supposed to be my stepfather. I was supposed to call him Daddy, instead of baby, my darling, or even my husband. But when my mother was murdered, he suddenly dragged me to the altar to take my mother's place to marry him. As if my mother's murder wasn't shocking enough, I was forced to say I do under his piercing gaze, and even a gun to my ribs. I was scared, and I couldn't refuse. I had to marry a stranger who was supposed to be my stepfather. And worse, I didn't know that my future stepfather, or now my future husband, was a Don.
"You'll be safe as long as you use my last name. I'll make sure they won't touch a single hair on your head."
"Really? What happened to my mother showed otherwise."
"Too bad, Katherine no longer has my last name. And you, you're Fiona Craig now."
Life was so strange. In an instant I lost my mother. In an instant I became the wife of the Don, Joshua Craig. And who knows what would happen next. It felt so wrong to us. It felt so wrong to me.

Joy Hamilton is an only child. She has lived a life of being unwanted. Her parents never wanted her and called her a mistake.
Jensen McKellar is a Billionaire's Grandson. He gets everything he wants. The girls are like a revolving door for him.
One day Paul Hamilton (Joy's father) met Joseph McKellar (Jensen's Grandfather). They came up with a business deal that the McKellar Grandson and the Hamilton daughter will be married.

I saved a dying mobster three years ago. Vincent Ricci—New York's most feared Godfather.

He decided I was his. Private jets, five-million-dollar proposals, the whole nine yards. I fell for it.

The night before our wedding, his enemies took me. Three days of torture left me blind. Everyone said he'd never marry damaged goods. He married me anyway and spent three years treating me like a queen.

Yesterday I fell down the stairs and my sight came back.

But that's when I found out about my perfect husband's dirty secret.

“Aurelia! You wicked woman, why did you push Jiana down the stairs!”

My husband, Luther, roared at me, rushing over and slapping me hard across the face.

My heart sank. I shook my head violently, unable to utter a word in my defense.

It wasn't me, it was never me who pushed Aurelia! She framed me!

However, Luther would never listen to my explanations. He simply stepped on my body and uttered a vicious sentence to the servants:

“Put her in a bag and lock her in the basement!”

Five days later, the servants complained of a strange smell in the basement. When they frantically opened the basement door, they found my rotting corpse: I was dead.

When I opened my eyes again, I was shocked to find myself back in the first year of my marriage to Luther. I was still the most dazzling star in the music world, a genius destined for greatness.

I was reborn! This time, I will never fall in love with my sister's fiancé again, that hypocritical and perverted devil. I will take revenge, I will take back everything that belongs to me!

Pianist FL x Mafia Boss ML
Warning: Illegal activity. Blood and gore. The protagonists are all villains. Don't expect any upright people in this story. We wear the skulls of our enemies as crowns.

"Fuck... you feel so good..."
His voice is rough against her ear, hips snapping harder as he pounds into her soaked cunt, their combined slick making obscene sounds between her thighs.
"Mark me," she gasps, tilting her head back to bare her throat. "Please... make me really yours."
He pulls out.
Again—same bullshit excuse he's been feeding her for five years. Something about keeping her safe, protecting her from his world.
She bought every goddamn word—until she walked in on him knotting another woman and heard what he really thought:
"She's just a warm hole to fuck when I'm bored. Did you really think I'd waste my mark on a substitute?"
Five years. Five years of playing house, of believing his lies, of thinking she actually meant something to him.
What a fucking joke.
She slapped them both and walked out. But she's just getting started.
He wants to see what happens when you throw away the wrong woman? Fine.
She's going to burn his whole world down and make him watch.
His pack will crumble. His new bitch will break. And when he's on his knees begging her to stop, she'll look him in the eye and say it flat:
"You deserve every bit of this! Get used to it—your suffering has only just begun!"

A wedding forged in vengeance, where love is the only risk they never planned for.
"Let's get married," Mia says, her voice trembling despite the fire in her eyes as she meets Stefan's guarded gaze. She needs this—needs him—even if he looks at her like she's just another complication.
Stefan arches a brow, unimpressed. "And why would I do that?"
"We both know what it's like to be betrayed by the men who raised us," she replies, refusing to back down. "They stole our birthrights and handed them to someone else. The only difference is… you're the illegitimate one. I'm not."
He studies her—this heiress in designer armor, hiding rage beneath polish. "So your grand plan is a wedding band as revenge?"
"No," she says, stepping closer, close enough for him to smell the jasmine and gunpowder. "It's the only weapon they won't see coming."
Their fathers built empires by manipulation and control. Now, their children are making a vow—to burn it all down.
Two shattered heirs. One dangerous alliance. A marriage built on vengeance.
Mia Meyers was born to inherit her father's empire—until he handed it to his bastard son instead. Stefan Sterling knows rejection too well, discarded by a father who only valued power. Now, these rivals-turned-co-conspirators hatch a plan: marry for revenge, crush their fathers' legacies, and take what should've always been theirs.
No love. No feelings. No divorce.
But as lines blur between strategy and obsession, the real question becomes: can two enemies survive a marriage built not on trust—but on spite?

My sister climbed out her window the night before her wedding. So my family pinned her veil over my face and sent me in her place.
I'd been her stand-in my whole life — same face, same hair, the daughter they could afford to lose. Nobody looks twice at a bride behind a veil.
The Falcones figured out I was a fake before the vows. They broke my hand for the insult. And the don himself — the man this whole city only says quietly — took one look at the mess they'd made of me and told them to throw me out with the trash.
Then his eyes dropped to the locket my dead mother left me, lying on his marble floor.
And the most feared man in the city went very, very still.
He had no business knowing my mother's name. So why did he say it like a prayer?

That 'yes' could mean my death, torture, hate, disrespect, rape or anything more heartless and brutal.

But, keeping my head high I said 'I am ready!"

He was the king of Arab, living miles away and had an evil plan against my Empire proposed for the marriage in front of Royal court with me but little did he know was nothing I had on my mind. I agreed for the wedding and his face fell.

I could clearly see the anger and hate he had for me as he expected a straight denial. But, I couldn't deny. I had to accept it for the sake of my empire and my family didn't know anything about the conspiracy.

I didn't know what he had for me but I somehow made myself ready for everything he had to give and never let him succeed in whatever he was thinking.

But, my world turned upside down when I reached his Empire. I couldn't believe he had such plans.

This is the Journey of Princess Gulaab as she accepted the proposal of a Twisted Sultan about whom she knows nothing. All she knew was he was planning a vast conspiracy against her Empire and she was the only one who could ruin his plan to ashes. She didn't think twice of herself, she didn't think twice about how she would be treated far away from her Empire. All she cared was only well for her Empire and she could literally do anything for her Brother and her Empire.

Mature Content!!!

Olivia thought her life was going to be perfect after she was adopted at a legal age by the Brookes couple, who were well-known businessmen in New York.

She later found out that the reason for her adoption was only for a marriage agreement because the Brookes couple only had a male child and needed a female child to fulfill their end of the bargain.

Things got worse for Olivia when she realized her fiance, Kellan hated her to the core and had another woman in his life, and she had no choice but to go through with the marriage.

Will Olivia be able to survive all the troubles she would go through in the hands of Kellan and his girlfriend who would do anything to get rid of her?

Olivia thought her life was going to be perfect after she was adopted at a legal age by the Brookes couple, who were well-known businessmen in New York.

She later found out that the reason for her adoption was only for a marriage agreement because the Brookes couple only had a male child and needed a female child to fulfil their end of the bargain.

Things got worse for Olivia when she realized her fiance, Kellan hated her to the core and had another woman in his life, and she had no choice but to go through with the marriage.

Will Olivia be able to survive all the troubles she would go through in the hands of Kellan and his girlfriend who would do anything to get rid of her?

Death should have been the end.

Instead, I wake in the past, my boyfriend kneeling with a ring and the memory of my fall still ripping through my head.

This time, I remember the stranger who pushed me.
This time, I know what’s coming.

Fate has rewound the clock.
It won’t tame me.

I’ve already died once in a wedding dress.
If darkness comes for me again, I’ll meet it on my terms.

God! It was so embarrassing. I knew he did it intentionally.
Stupid jerk.
Do you mean stupid handsome jerk?
Yeah, that!
Today Ethan was going to come back and I was so excited and relieved to have some company finally. I was really looking forward to bond with him.
As soon as I heard his footsteps, I started walking towards the car. From the corner of my eyes, I looked at Nick and I was correct. He was gorgeous in his light blue shirt.
I wonder if he had any other color in his wardrobe other than blue, black, and grey. Well, I wasn't complaining either. I am not fond of dressing my man in pink and orange colors.
My man !?
I rolled my eyes at myself.

Mila Garvis has lost everything; her dreams, her love and her freedom. All she has left is a sick sister she would do anything to save. Including signing a marriage contract with a stranger. She doesn't think she'd ever see him again. But fate has other plans. Her stranger husband is none other than billionaire Lance Armstrong, and he wants an heir, one year of her life, and total submission. Trapped between a ruthless husband, vengeful enemies, her own thirst for revenge and a secret desire to be loved, Mila must decide. Will she remain a pawn, or take charge of her own fate?

Through a twist of fate, the chambermaid finds herself in a parallel realm and a web of identity, desire, and destiny. Can she bridge the gap between her reality and the one she's stumbled into, all while concealing her growing affection for her forbidden fiancé?

Many years ago, the Kingdom that was once known as Cassina that was once filled with magical creatures and beings alike. Werewolves, witches, dragons and many other creatures once lived in this Kingdom in peace until the King of Cassina fell in love with a sorceress called Karen. They got married and they had a daughter and they named her Kassandra. Kassandra was the Princess of Cassina but then one day, her mother was killed by Dragon. King Scott was furious and angered when he lost his wife and his queen and then he killed the dragon. Not only that, but the King also exiled the creatures from the Kingdom but, the Dragon priests who served and protected the dragons cursed the King that he will one day lose his daughter to the dragons. Till this day, everyone thought the dragons were gone for good until an imposter Prince came along and kidnaps Kassandra and offered her as the Dragon's bride.

To marry Damian Thorne, I almost died thirteen times.

Over three years, I planned twelve weddings. Each one left me bleeding.

The first time: a runaway truck crashed into the bridal boutique, crushing my right leg.

The second time: the church ceiling collapsed during rehearsal, leaving me broken and bloodied.

The third time: poisoned champagne at the reception nearly killed me as I foamed at the mouth.

...

Manhattan's elite whispered that I was cursed.

But I still loved him desperately.

Until the thirteenth time. That bloody rainy night, three thugs cornered me in an alley and stabbed me seven times—two to the chest, three to the abdomen, two to the back. I lay dying in my own blood, yet somehow survived.

After I healed, I accidentally overheard Damian talking to his assistant.

"Mr. Thorne, she almost really died this time... Maybe we should stop? If your grandfather finds out..."

"We can't stop," Damian said wearily. "Her father saved my life. Grandfather is hell-bent on me marrying her. But DAMN IT, I love Selena, not her."

"As long as she won't give up, these accidents have to continue until she gets the message and leaves on her own."

I trembled as I touched the bandages covering my wounds, tears falling silently.

All these years, the man I desperately loved had been meticulously planning my death.

But he didn't know that this time, he really wouldn't have to marry me anymore.

He married me because I look like her.
For three years, I played the role. I cooked his meals. I warmed his bed. I smiled when he forgot my birthday. I stayed quiet when he left in the middle of the night to hold her hand.
I told myself it was enough. I told myself I didn't need his love.
Then I got pregnant.
He said he hated children. So I didn't tell him. I was going to keep it. Our baby. The only thing that was truly mine.
But my body had other plans.
When I called him from the hospital floor, bleeding out, begging for help—he didn't come. He said I was lying. He was too busy with her.
That night, I lost everything.
The baby. The hope. The lie I'd been living.
Now he's calling me. Again and again.
But the substitute wife? She's not picking up.

My life took a turn for the worse when I married an arrogant billionaire who made me pregnant. Little did I know that this was just the beginning of my misery. However, a sudden and unexpected tragedy completely transformed my life, igniting a burning rage and deep contempt for him.

Believed to be dead by everyone, I have spent the past four years plotting my revenge. Returning now, my sole purpose is to make my billionaire ex-husband pay for what he did. With my own wealth, I will inflict torment upon his already debt-ridden existence.

The man I despise the most, Mr. Diego Alfonzo, is the target of my vengeance. I have vowed to myself that I will seek retribution against him.

My crave for revenge is insatiable; I yearn to witness his suffering.

"I'm coming to cut out my baby from your stomach myself."
They called me Rose, but they forgot one truth: every rose comes with thorns.
I trusted my husband. I loved my best friend. They repaid me by poisoning my father, stealing my inheritance, and locking me in a basement to rot—six months pregnant.
I died watching them wear my jewels and laugh at my misery.
Then fate gave me a second chance.
I woke up at my father's funeral, the taste of betrayal still fresh on my tongue.
They think I'm still the same soft, grieving heiress they can drug and manipulate. They think I'm an easy target.
They're wrong.
This time, I'm not just defending my father's legacy. I'm burning their world to the ground.
From the funeral podium to the boardroom, I'm reclaiming my power piece by piece.
But as I rewrite my destiny, my enemies are evolving. Worse, the man who should be dead isn't staying buried.
How far am I willing to go to win? And when the thorns I've grown finally draw blood—will I be the one holding the blade, or the one bleeding out?

Because I'm a scentless wolf, I can never find my fated mate.

My bestie Lydia, claiming she fears I'll be deceived and betrayed, subjects every wolf who approaches me to a "love test." She seduces my suitors in every way possible, then sends me photos of them together after sleeping with them.

"See? He can't be faithful to you at all. Don't let him fool you," she always tells me.

I always believed her persuasion. After enduring twenty disastrous and short-lived relationships, I finally agreed to the arranged marriage my father set up for me, becoming the mate of Alpha Damon.

And Lydia never stopped her testing.

In my past life, I discovered Damon and Lydia's betrayal after our marriage, and was ultimately pushed off a cliff by Lydia to my death.

The Moon Goddess granted me rebirth, bringing me back to right after the mating ceremony. This time, I will have my revenge.

"Aveline Ashkaar." Rhaedon's voice was low as his golden eyes held mine. "The moment you offered yourself to become my Luna, everything about you became mine. Your life, your obedience, your blood... including the abilities that flow through it."

He paused, his gaze never leaving mine.

"And I don't share what's mine."

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I died on my son's death anniversary, betrayed by the man I'd devoted my entire life to, and the woman who stood by, smiling as I took my last breath… was my very own sister.

When I opened my eyes again, I was five years in the past—before the betrayal, before my death and before the beginning of it all.

This time, I refused to marry the man who destroyed me.

Instead, I walked straight into the arms of the only man the entire Empire feared—Crown Prince Alpha Rhaedon Ashkaar.

Rhaedon was everything Lucien wasn't.

Dangerous. Competent. Powerful.

And the perfect weapon for my revenge.

He wanted the throne. I wanted vengeance.

It should have been the perfect alliance, but revenge was never that simple.

With every step I took toward my revenge, another secret from my first life came to light. The deeper I dug, the more I realized I wasn't the only one playing this game.

And by the time I uncovered the truth...

Walking away from Rhaedon Ashkaar was no longer an option.

Elena:
After we were intimate, he turned around to break things off, uttering a resolute line: “She’s back.”

When his first love was hospitalized after a suicide attempt, he showed up at my apartment in the dead of night and issued a frigid command: “You go apologize to her.”

Inside the abandoned warehouse, a cold blade was pressed to my throat. He said, “I choose her,” then walked away with his first love in his arms, never sparing me a single glance.

Yes. This three-year marriage was merely a transaction from the very beginning. From start to finish, I was only a convenient tool, a perfect stand-in…

Caspar:
The marriage is dissolved. The deal is finished. She’s always been compliant, and now I’m rid of one hassle.

She’s nothing like the woman I knew. I never imagined she could turn out like this—such a calculating woman.

Hmph. Barely after the divorce, she laughs so freely around other men. Even acquaintances she’s hardly met are drawn to her. How could I have failed to see this all along?

I’m sorry. I’ve lost. I’ve fallen in love with you. Don’t leave me. Please...