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When your billionaire alpha 🐺 only married you for duty, you rejected him and left for good by faking your death
When you meet again, his eyes on 🔥. He wants to devour you. But he's interrupted.
“Mommy who’s that?” "A stranger."
“Say that again? Who am I to her?!”

"Are you rejecting me? You know that if an Alpha and Beta reject a fated bond, we both die." My voice cracked, tears streaming down my face on my twenty-fifth birthday. Sam, my brother's Beta and the only man I’ve ever wanted, stood frozen in the kitchen. He gripped the counter until his knuckles turned white, refusing to look at me. "It’s not a rejection, Halley," he lied, his voice rough. "Because there is nothing to reject."
Liar. I could feel his wolf howling for mine. But the pack laws were absolute: An Alpha female cannot mate with a Beta. To admit our bond was a death sentence. To deny it was torture. He walked away, leaving me to be paraded in front of thirty hungry Alphas my father invited to "breed" me. He would rather watch me in the arms of strangers than break the law.


An old law claims alphas and betas are forbidden to be together, but what if fate deems you perfect? Halley, the daughter of the alpha, is fierce, loyal, and destined to obey the ancient laws that keep the packs in order. But one reckless night ten years ago in the woods changed everything. Her brother's best friend and future beta to the pack saves her and something unspoken sparks between them. Something forbidden. Now, at twenty-five, Halley is feeling the pull of a mate bond more than ever. Sam, her brother's best friend and now beta, is off-limits by every law that governs their world. Still her heart aches for him and her wolf demands answers. As tensions rise inside the pack and threats loom beyond it, Halley must choose. She can either defy the rules and risk war or they deny the bond and possibly die due to rejection.

Ophelia Volkov was born into a life of privilege and power. The daughter of Valdoria’s High Chancellor, she has everything—wealth, influence, and a family that adores her. She lives in a château more opulent than most royal palaces, with an army of servants catering to her every whim.
Her life is perfect.
Except for the dream.
It comes in waves of pain and longing, always the same. A room soaked in blood. A woman’s voice, raw with agony—It hurts!—before the world fades into darkness.
Ophelia never remembers the details. She doesn’t know who the woman is.
Except that she is also named Ophelia.
And every time she has that dream, she wakes up weaker, her body betraying her. Weeks spent bedridden, as if something is draining the life out of her. No doctor—no court physician, no foreign specialist—has been able to explain it.
Until Gideon Garnett arrives.
A brilliant doctor, unflappable and composed beyond measure. A man who doesn’t bow to nobility, but watches her with an intensity that makes her feel exposed, unravelled, hunted.
He knows something about her condition. About the dreams.
And Ophelia is about to learn that the past isn’t done with her yet.

"Don't ask me too many questions." His expression became sharp. "Would you rather stay here and get punished or come with me?" He asked, training a hard look on me.
After weighing my options, I knew that I had no choice but to leave with him.
"I don't want to stay here, but I can't leave without getting answers." 
Sean sighed, dragging a hand through his blonde hair. "Fine." He responded reluctantly.
"What do you want to know?"  I had a lot of questions. 
Zoey's life is turned upside down when she's falsely accused of murder and abandoned by her mate.  Saved by a handsome Lycan king, she's drawn into a world of secrets and lies. 
But as she falls for him, she discovers a shocking truth that changes everything.

Five years. That's what I gave him. And what did I get? Another woman. And divorce papers he never believed I'd sign.

My husband, Zachary Francis, built his empire on my work—then handed my studio to his mistress and told me I wasn't good enough. On my birthday, he pushed me aside to rescue her from a fire she started herself. The day I finally signed? He laughed. He was sure I'd come crawling back.

But Jonathan Morris saw what my husband never did. He sees my talent. He sees me. A man who treats me like something precious, not a tool—he's offering me everything I once thought I'd lost forever.

Now Zachary watches me leave him behind. His company is falling apart. And the woman who replaced me? She's slowly turning into me.

And him?

He said I couldn't survive without him. Now he's the one begging. But I'm already gone.

Ian

Red has always been the girl I thought I would spend the rest of my life with, but I was wrong. She's now the one that got away, and I am not sure I will ever get over it. Or so I thought, until her best friend came barging into my life with a proposal of a beneficial fake relationship. Now, I find myself thinking of her more with every interaction. She's slowly bringing me out of this depression I live in daily. Can she help me finally get over Red? Or will she only confuse me further?

Hailey

I am 25 and still have yet to tell anyone - aside from my family - "I love you." All my life I have been scared of falling in love, seeing what it did to my dad when my mom left him. Love seems like nothing more than a hassle, or at least it did. Constantly being by Ian in this fake relationship is blurring the line. But can he even get over Liv? Am I ready to fall in love and trust him with my heart?

Selena was betrayed and buried at the bottom of the sea by her husband and first love. After returning from heaven, she is determined to take revenge on those who stole her happiness and life.

The first step on her path to revenge is to seduce the man her husband’s lover is infatuated with, so that she can understand the pain of having her beloved taken away.

Balthazar: “Selena, did you ever love me?”

Chiara is a wolfless orphan who is bullied by the future Alpha Vedant due to various misunderstandings. Her only salvation is Felix, a netizen she met online. Chiara hopes to reject her mate when she is an adult and leaves the pack to meet Felix. But on the day Chiara comes of age, she despaires to find that her mate is Vedant, who vowed to make the rest of her life a living hell.

Barely a month after the murder of her father, Eliana does not expect her mother to get married to another man, especially with the murder still unsolved. She meets the brother to her soon to be step-father, Nicholas King and everything in her life changes. He is a forbidden fruit, one she should stay away from, but like a magnet he keeps pulling her in. Will she overcome or will she be sucked in to a different life full of secrets, lies and everything she has never dreamt of?

"I need to bear my sworn brother a child first."

At our engagement ceremony, my wife took her sworn brother's hand.

"Brother has been so good to me—he even sacrificed his fertility to protect me. This is my way of repaying him."

So they made me wait three years.

When those three years ended, they still thought I'd be the same as before—obeying their every command like a loyal dog.

What she didn't know was this:

I am the Supreme Wolf King.

Everything her family possessed—I gave it to them.

Now, I'm taking it all back.

"Spread your legs for us, baby," Khuraan growled, voice rough and commanding. "We want to see what’s ours."

My breath caught.

Zarkhan leaned down, his breath hot against my throat. "You said you could handle all three of us. Prove it."

"And don’t even think about faking it," Hakkan added, his tone a silky threat. "I’ll know. I always know."

Their eyes bore into me—three alphas, three predators circling their prey. The air crackled with dominance, with a heat that drenched me from the inside out.

Khuraan's fingers grazed my cheek, tilting my chin upward. "Touch yourself, baby. Show us how badly you need to be claimed."

My heart thundered in my chest. Every inch of my skin burned, every nerve tuned to the weight of their stares. I was trembling—part fear, part hunger.

"Say it," Zarkhan hissed. "Say you want us watching. Say you want to fall apart for your alphas."

A moan escaped me before I could stop it.

"I want..." My voice shook. "I want you to watch me."

"Good girl," Hakkan murmured. "Now don’t stop until we tell you to."

Giselle Blanco thought she’d escaped the claws of a possessive Alpha when she fled Omaha. But running straight into the arms of three dominant, dangerously intoxicating stepbrothers? That wasn’t part of the plan.

Khuraan—the bold, ruthless mafia Alpha of the East—wants to see how far she’ll bend before she breaks.
Zarkhan—the silent storm ruling the West—wants to bury himself in her until she forgets her own name.
And Hakkan—the seductive doctor with lethal instincts—knows just how to read her every secret desire... even the ones she’s too ashamed to whisper.

They want her to kneel. To beg. To surrender.
But Giselle has no intention of being claimed... until her own body betrays her.

Amelia Russo is a weapon of the state. As a military captain and the daughter of a legendary general, her life is governed by duty, honor, and one mission: eliminate "The Shadow," the faceless myth ruling Verona’s bloody underworld.

Lorenzo Ren Moretti is a master of deception. To high society, he is Luca D'Angelo, a charming billionaire CEO. To the streets, he is a cold-blooded monster with icy blue eyes and a past carved in tattoos. He commands fear. He demands absolute loyalty. And he has never met an enemy he couldn't break.

Until he meets her.

When Amelia crosses paths with the enigmatic billionaire Luca, an intoxicating, forbidden game of cat and mouse begins.

“Mate is back,” Cyan retorted with excitement in her voice. “Let's go see mate, Evie; let's go see him.” She urged.

“We'll see him tomorrow during the ceremony,” I replied.

“What if he doesn't know you anymore? Aren't you at least curious about his looks?” she retorted.

She had a point, though; it's been ten whole years since I last saw him, and I'll be turning eighteen tomorrow, which is the perfect time to get a mate. I stood there contemplating between going to bed or satisfying my curiosity.

After much thought, Cyan won. I turned sharply, heading for Kieran's room. Even though it was just a glimpse of him as he slept, that would be okay, I thought.

I climbed through the walls, peeping through the window, but was met with great darkness. I stepped into the room, scrutinizing through the darkness until I found the switch, taking back my full shape, leaving me with ripped and torn clothes. I turned on the lights as my eyes danced through every corner of the room.

I felt my shoulders slump in defeat as nothing had changed; the room remained untouched, as the surfaces were filled with dust. The only thing that changed was the sheets. The beautifully colored sheets I had placed the last time I came here to clean had been changed into a sparkling white one.

I turned around in disappointment about leaving when I felt an intimidating presence behind me.

“Looking for someone?” A husky voice echoed, making me freeze. “You're trespassing, little wolf; care to explain why?” he added in a stern voice. I inhaled sharply, the rich scent of Bourbon filling my lungs. My eyes widened in shock.

【This story contains explicit adult (R18) content and BDSM elements. It is strictly for mature readers.】
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After my family went bankrupt, I was handed over to the mob boss Nathaniel to be his lover. He chained my neck and made me kneel naked by the bed.
"Be a good little canary for me."
Little did I know, my ex-boyfriend was Nathaniel's niece's fiancé, and his nephew had a habit of stealing Nathaniel's favorite women. 
I was forced into affairs with several men until Nathaniel found out. He yanked my hair and thrust into me forcefully. "Tell me, who do you belong to?"
A gunshot rang out, glass shattered, and several men burst into the room. "Nathaniel, you can't keep her all to yourself!"
In this dangerous game of cat and mouse, I became stronger. This time, I would make them kneel at my feet, one by one.
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Nathaniel's fingers were already coated in slickness as they pumped in and out. Victoria writhed in discomfort. "Not enough... need something... bigger..."
A wicked gleam flashed in Nathaniel's eyes as he reached behind his back and pulled out a small handgun, pressing it against her wet entrance, slowly pushing it in.
"Ah! Mr. Cross, it hurts, I'm gonna break..."

The day my all-powerful wife personally handed me over to the mob's basement, she was shielding my identical twin brother, furiously accusing me of destroying his ability to carry on the family line.
To compensate for my brother's "trauma," my parents stood by and did nothing. Using her influence, my wife pressured me to take his place at a black-market clinic, testing a lethal drug.
They thought I was just going to suffer some physical hardship, that after enduring these two weeks, everything would be happily resolved.
But they didn't know I had already been poisoned by my brother. I was dying.
I died in agony on the cold operating table. As my body was being gnawed and rotted by rats, they were happily vacationing by the sea.
Only when the lies were exposed did my wife kick down the hidden door. Holding my maggot-infested, decaying flesh, she wept until she vomited blood, then went mad and swallowed a bullet. My parents watched their family shattered and wept on their knees.

Christian Caine, the heir to the Caine Crime Family, has been designed to drive any woman beyond seven sensations of pleasure. His body is carved to perfection. His biceps clench and flex, and his abs tighten with his every movement. He is powerful and elegant. Drawn to danger and a determination to conquer, he is yet to keep a woman's heart.

Cassandra Cumming, she is mysterious but the girl that every man desires. She presents all the things that Christian cannot have, and this is the very thing that draws him to her.

Their love is forbidden from the start, but neither of them is willing to let go of each other. Christian goes against what seems to be right and so goes up again his father and the Mafia world.

After one fateful night, Christian sets out to the start of a Mafia War.

Will Christian and Cassandra rise from this stronger?

Will she ultimately become his Mafia Princess?

"Please don't stop," she moaned, tugging at her restraints. The two cold metal rings dug into the soft skin around her wrists.
"Careful little flower, you don't want to sleep with an aching pussy do you??"
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Lilliana Barnette is your typical timid teenage girl who finds herself falling more and more in love with the handsome Damon Michaelson....her father's bestfriend, a man much older than her and one she's to refer to as her uncle.
Damon Arnold Michaelson, a multi-billionare business tycoon, bachelor in his prime known for his irresistible charm amongst the ladies. He finds himself falling for his neice Lilliana, but.....being his bestfriend's daughter meant she was forbidden to him but his desire for her only grew with each passing day....even when he was being intimate with other women, she took over all of his thoughts without even trying. He knew he had to keep his distance from her but instead, found himself wanting to touch her every chance he got....his mind wanted to own his bestfriend's daughter in ways no one had ever done not even her boyfriend, and all the while she innocently kept thinking he's not affected by her or her body unaware of his filthy need to claim her as his for everyone to see.
Everything changes when his said bestfriend has to leave the city for a business trip, entrusting him with the responsibility of taking care of his only daughter.
Now leaving under the same roof the two find themselves in a love/lust infested dilemma, with each passing day it got even harder for them to conceal their feelings for each other....though they tried at first and eventually their forbidden desire wins....they start meeting up secretly as often as possible, away from prying eyes....most importantly away from Lilliana's father's eyes.

This story is about 23-year-old Lily Hills, waking up to the dead body of her one-night stand in a motel. The same man, Damien Kalashnikov, was to tie the knot the next morning, and Lily was slated to handle the magazine publishing the glamorous wedding events.

Lily who just wanted an adventurous night for once in her life, was now accused of murdering a ruthless Russian Mafia boss.

Just as all hope seems lost, Dimitri, Damien's identical twin brother and infamous "Beekeeper," saves her, he proposes a shocking solution: a contract marriage, with conditions for both parties to meet. The wedding, initially intended for Damien and his bride, will proceed as planned – with Lily as the new bride.

As Lily and Dimitri navigate their complicated relationship, he commissions her to write his biography. With each passing day, secrets unfold, and shocking truths surface. Their bond deepens, but danger lurks. With a surprise pregnancy raising stakes, it seemed Damien left a souvenir. A Russian Roulette began.

Albeit, a typical Russian will say to you: Когда река молчит, шепчет ли она секреты рыбам? (When the river's voice is silent, does it whisper secrets to the fish?)

Even in silence, hidden truths may be shared, and secrets can be revealed in unexpected ways.

Will Lily, wife to the Omertà Mafia Don ‘The Beekeeper’ eventually find out what happened that night?

The military called me a legend. My wife called me a loser.

To honor a top-secret federal NDA, I buried my past and became a warehouse janitor at my wife's security firm.

I built her a multi-billion-dollar business empire from scratch, asking for nothing in return but the medical bills for my dying daughter.

Yet, just to marry another man, she stole my life's work as her own.

She went so far as to freeze my daughter’s healthcare account, throwing my dying little girl out into the freezing rain to force me out with nothing.

They thought they had stepped me into the dirt.

They have no idea that my NDA expires tonight.

I signed the divorce papers, walked out of the hospital with my girl in my arms, and dialed back into a locked military channel to issue one quiet command:

[SYSTEM RECOVERY: MASTER AUTHORIZATION REVOKED.]

Touch my daughter? Steal my work?

The reckoning has begun, and not a single one of you will survive the fallout.

My husband Dante's best friend Luigi died three months ago, and with his last breath, he made Dante promise to take care of his pregnant widow, Maggie. From that moment, Maggie invaded our lives, and I was only four months pregnant at the time.

Then Maggie got caught in a gang shootout. She needed an emergency blood transfusion, and she had this rare blood type—Rhnull. Turns out, I'm Rhnull too.

To save Maggie and her baby, Dante forced me to abort mine.

When Hannah finally marries the love of her life, Noah, she never imagines it marks the beginning of a nightmare. The return of Noah's ex, Zoe, to their pack ignites gossip and brings unseen chaos into Hannah's life. Noah's coldness and Zoe's threats shatter everything Hannah holds dear, culminating in the loss of her life and her unborn child.
But then, the Moon Goddess grants Hannah a second chance, sending her back to the day before Zoe's return. Armed with the knowledge of what's to come, Hannah is determined to change her fate. She vows to reclaim her father's pack with her child, but leaving Noah won't be as easy as she thinks...

When Hannah finally marries the love of her life, Noah, she never imagines it marks the beginning of a nightmare. The return of Noah's ex, Zoe, to their pack ignites gossip and brings unseen chaos into Hannah's life. Noah's coldness and Zoe's threats shatter everything Hannah holds dear, culminating in the loss of her life and her unborn child.
But then, the Moon Goddess grants Hannah a second chance, sending her back to the day before Zoe's return. Armed with the knowledge of what's to come, Hannah is determined to change her fate. She vows to reclaim her father's pack with her child, but leaving Noah won't be as easy as she thinks...

I was supposed to become a bride that day.
Instead, I became a mafia king’s prisoner.
Luca Morretti didn’t kidnap me for money.
He kidnapped me for revenge.

My father destroyed his life.
So Luca took the one thing he could use to destroy my father back.

Me.

To him, I’m nothing but a pawn.
A punishment.
A girl he plans to break until I beg.

He gave me six months.
Six months to break.
Six months to beg.
Six months until his own body betrays him—because the ruthless man who rules with blood…
is dying.
To everyone else, he’s untouchable.
To me, he’s a monster with a expiration date.

But Luca Morretti made one fatal mistake.

He thought I would shatter.

Instead, I started watching.
Listening.
Learning the brutal rules of his world.

The deeper I fall into the mafia empire he rules with blood and fear, the more dangerous everything becomes.

Because the ruthless man who swore to destroy me…

is starting to look at me like I belong to him.

And the truth is even more terrifying.

I’m beginning to realize the man who kidnapped me…

might be the only one who can save me.

But in the mafia world, love is the most dangerous weakness of all.

And if Luca ever discovers the secret I’m hiding—

revenge will be the least of our problems.

Lauren takes off her sunglasses at her own funeral...
"Guess he really did wish me dead."
cuz her Alpha ex husband isn't there
Lauren was heartbroken and left the pack,
but actually Alpha is searching for her like crazy.
When she came back with her daughter,
he would never give her another chance to leave him.

I'm Eileen, an outcast at the shifter academy, all because I don't have a wolf. My only saving grace is a knack for healing that got me into the Healer's Division. Then one night in the forbidden woods, I found a stranger on the brink of death. One touch, and something primal snapped between us. That night tied me to him in a way I can't undo.
Weeks later, our new Alpha combat instructor walks in. Regis. The guy from the woods. His eyes lock on mine, and I know he recognizes me. Then the secret I've been hiding hits me like a punch: I'm pregnant.
He has an offer that binds us tighter than ever. Protection… or a cage? Whispers turn ugly, darkness closes in. Why am I the one without a wolf? Is he my salvation… or will he drag me to ruin?

Tali had spent her entire life in hell.

Rescued by men who call themselves Protectors—warriors from another realm who embody the legends of angels and vampires—she is thrust into a world she never knew existed. For the first time, she experiences freedom, safety, and the possibility of a future.

But freedom comes with a price.

Tali is forced to face the father she believed abandoned her and a powerful council determined to use her for their own ends. Stranger still are the abilities awakening within her—powers no one understands, yet everyone seems desperate to control.

As she learns to trust, she chooses the mates destined to stand beside her. In their arms she finds love, devotion, and a family worth fighting for. But not everyone wants their bond to survive.

When the council betrays the Protectors and attempts to steal her newborn son, it ignites a war that will shake every realm.

Now Tali stands at the center of a conflict far greater than herself. The answers to ancient mysteries, the fate of her child, and the future of countless worlds all rest on her shoulders.

Surrounded by mates who love her fiercely and refuse to leave her side, Tali will battle enemies old and new, forge powerful alliances, and discover just how strong she truly is.

Because this war won't be won for her.

It will be won with her.

And together, they will fight for their future, their family, and a love worth crossing realms to protect.

The story opens by showing the sharp contrast between Chloe and Maria’s lives.
After a devastating accident, Chloe’s world shifts overnight. Forced to transfer to a new school, she takes on a part time job to help support her mom. Juggling work and studies, Chloe fights to build a good life for her family.
Across town, Maria glides through the halls of Crestwood Academy, her designer heels clicking on marble floors. She’s untouchable, surrounded by friends who follow her every word.
One evening, both families receive shocking news, the hospital where Chloe and Maria were born has uncovered a decades old mistake, a nurse confessing. DNA tests confirm the unthinkable, the girls were switched at birth.
Suddenly, Chloe must leave behind the only life she’s ever known and step into Maria’s world, while Maria is forced to move into Chloe’s modest home and attend public school.
The switch leaves both girls reeling and sets the stage for rivalry, jealousy, and romance.

Femella Alcantara is a woman of mission. She is an alpha female who never lets any man dominate her. She knows what her assets are and she uses them to her own advantage.

That's why their worlds clashed when another alpha male in the delectable form of Maverick Fuentebella tried to subjugate her. He is someone you can't win against but he found the most willing opponent in the face of the angelic Femella.

He wants her and he will do everything to get her. Call it an obsession, Maverick doesn't care. He threw his reason aside and relentlessly pursue the woman.

Their bodies clicked and the fire has been ignited. The temptation is proven to be too strong for them to ignore.

But this is their biggest mistake. Someone gladly fell into the trap set by one of them.

Ava Monroe was made for the spotlight, a basketball star with trophies and talents, she's at the top of her game until a scandal, caused by her ex boyfriend, Chase Maddox, threatens to end her career.
To save her brand and her career, she agrees to one crazy solution: a fake engagement, but not to just anyone, to Noah Lark, her quiet, reclusive childhood best friend who she hadn't seen in years.
Now, they’re back in each other’s lives, playing a new kind of game, public kisses, viral moments, a staged romance the whole world is falling for. Everyone thinks they’re soulmates but behind the cameras, Ava’s training for a comeback and Noah’s falling harder than he should all over again.
Just as the line between fake and real is starting to blur, Chase returns to complicate things, he wants Ava back, at all costs.

After her mother dies in a tragic accident, Eva Smith is forced to travel halfway across the world to live with the father she has not seen in ten years, along with his new family.
Eva has one year left of school before she can move back to her hometown. But things soon spiral out of control when her stepmother shows her true colours and the people at her new school are acting strange. Can Eva make sense of her new life and will she ever get to the bottom of the family secret that has been hidden from her?

Five years ago, I spent the most out-of-control night of my life with a stranger.
My body burned, my mind was a blur, and all I could remember was the way he took me with relentless force.
I clutched the sheets and never even saw his face clearly.

Five years later, I return to this city with my child—only to run into that same cold, powerful man again.
He corners me, his gaze dark and burning.
“The woman that night... was it you?”
I grit my teeth and let out a cold laugh, denying everything.

If that night was never an accident, then what kind of ending is waiting for us?

Scarlette Cross, once a wolfless Omega in the Full Moon pack faced rejection and expulsion from Rick, her mate-and the pack’s Beta. Branded a stigma to her pack, she completely disappeared from everyone she knew only to come back ten years later more powerful than ever. She was no longer the wolfless Omega everyone once knew. Scarlette, now known as Lani, has become a skilled warrior, feared magic user and also a female Alpha with her own pack.

As news of her strange metamorphosis was whispered among her former and neighbouring packs in the country, her former detractors and aggressors now desire her approval. However, when Rick sees her he finds himself desiring her again for a reason that only he knows. Unfortunately, he has to chase her now cause she is obviously not in his class anymore.

In a bid to take revenge and build a bigger empire for herself, LANI is faced with a Reverse Harem with love webs dragging her on every side.

Will she let love lead? Or will she focus on the goal… Revenge!

Intro: Reborn three years into the past, I watched coldly as my scheming ex-girlfriend and my so-called sworn brother got together—the same two who had conspired to frame me in my past life. They had no idea that in all of Silvermist City, I was the only one who could devour dragonbone shards—if that certain lady wanted to survive, she would have to kneel and beg me to fall in love with her again. And my dear brother, who'd sweet-talked his way into the royal box? He probably hadn't calculated how many seconds that golden voice of his could burn for.

Everyone knows Adrian loves me more than life itself. When that car crashed, he threw himself over me and took the hit. First thing he said when he woke up in the hospital: "Where is she? Is she okay?"

Everyone says I married the best man in the city.

What they don't know is this man has married me ten times. And divorced me ten times. All for the woman he's never gotten over.

The first time, I got on my knees and begged him not to leave. He just looked at me with those cold eyes and said, "Don't embarrass yourself."

The fourth time, we were fighting in the car. Then we crashed, and I lost our baby.

By the seventh time, I stopped crying. Just signed the papers, packed my things, waited for him to come back like he always did.

My tears, my compromises, all those times I bent until I nearly broke. What did I get? Him coming back like clockwork, just to do it all over again.

This time, when he slides that tenth divorce agreement across the desk, I finally get it. Some people's hearts never had room for you in the first place.

So this time, I'm throwing him out. Him and this whole Mrs. Hayes charade. Straight into the trash where they belong.

Someone posted a love confession to me on the campus board the same week I got nominated for the Outstanding Thesis Award. By that evening, my roommate's boyfriend had already commented—claiming I'd slept with our professor and faked my entire thesis.
My roommate swore she'd handle it.
She didn't.
A used condom appeared at my lab bench. Photos of a woman leaving my advisor's building at 2 a.m. went viral. The university pulled my thesis. My professor told me to disappear quietly. My parents drove six hours to slap me and tell me my sister would never.
I lost my degree, my family, and my name. Then I lost my life.
The night I died, I finally saw what I'd missed in those photos—a detail that proved it was never me.
I woke up three weeks before my thesis defense.
I remember everything. And this time, I'm not keeping quiet.

"Answer me, Nessa. Do you want to kiss me again?"
When I finally opened my mouth to answer, Vito interrupted me.
"And before you do, you should know the power your words hold, so think very well before you do."
I wasn't ashamed to admit that I'd fantasized about it a few nights prior. "I do." I finally answered, my words just as breathless as his.
"You are certain that you want to do this?"
I almost smiled. He was supposed to be a big bad mafia boss, but there he was making sure that I really wanted him to fuck me.
Without saying anything else, I held the lapels of his shirt and brought his lips down on mine.
Nessa Sims faces an unfortunate fate when Vito Giancana, the don of the Italian mafia, offers her a job. However, she declines the offer when she realizes he is part of the mafia.
Vito needs her skills and will not take no for an answer, so he blackmails her with one of her deepest secrets, forcing her to live with him to keep her safe from the dangers of the mafia.
In a forced proximity, they agree to keep their relationship strictly professional, but when they share an accidental kiss, would they be able to adhere to their agreement? Or would they put everything at risk to please themselves?

"Her... I want her."
Eleonora's heart skipped a beat when the ruthless mafia boss stared right at her, his eyes stripping away the flimsy piece of clothing she wore.
Afraid, she looked up at her instructor, hoping for a refusal—but the greedy man just smirked.
"Sold! Sold to the DeLunas."
Eleonora had only the worst in mind when she was bought by a notoriously ruthless mafia boss. She knew her life was about to change—but she never expected to be trapped in an endless web of secrets, conspiracies, and vengeance.
The mafia boss's dark past looms large, and there seems to be no way to stop history from repeating itself.
What happens when dark secrets are exposed, and a terrible fate seems inevitable for the seemingly innocent Eleonora?

He was my father's enforcer. My brother's best friend. The most dangerous man in any room he walked into.
He was the one person I was never supposed to want.

My brother disappeared in a pool of blood.
His best friend became my protector.

Enrico is a mafia enforcer, cold-eyed, ruthless, and built like a weapon. He doesn’t ask permission. He doesn’t explain. When men come to kill me, he doesn’t hesitate.

He takes me.

He says it’s protection.
He says it’s a promise to my brother.
But the way he watches me- hungry, possessive and unrelenting tells a different story.

Every touch is controlled. Every look burns.
The tension between us is sharp enough to cut—and when his restraint finally cracks, it’s devastating.

I shouldn’t want him.
He’s my brother’s best friend.
A killer.
A man who would destroy anyone who touches what he considers his.

But the deeper the secrets unravel, the more I realize the truth:

Enrico would burn the world for me.

Obsession. Desire. Blood-soaked loyalty.
This is not a love story for the faint of heart.

Because once Enrico decides you’re his…
You don’t get rescued.
You get claimed.

If you love dark, slow-burn romance where the danger is real and the love is harder to survive than the bullets, start reading. You won't stop.

That wedding in Rome was the last time I ever saw him as his “stepsister.”
I was the Roxie family’s only daughter. After my father remarried, my mother and I moved into the Corleone estate, and from that day on, Elias became my stepbrother—also the one obsession I should never have touched.
Out in public, he was always calm and controlled. At home, though, one line from him “Don’t call me brother” made my heart race.
Until the day he held Sophia’s hand in front of a priest and announced he was going to marry her.
I was outside the venue, bending down to pick up empty bottles because I needed dialysis money. He crushed them under his shoe in front of everyone, humiliated me, and forced me to trade my dignity for cash, like he was nailing the word “step-siblings” onto a pillar of shame.
He hated me. He said I’d “gotten back at him” in the filthiest way. I just smiled and never explained.
Because he would never know the truth: back then, the reason I shoved him away with everything I had was only because I wanted him to live a little cleaner.
That night, he locked me in a pitch-dark storage room. Outside the door was wedding music. Inside was my blood and the suffocating despair.
When he finally opened the door… I was already dead.

To win back his one true love, my husband sent me, pregnant and vulnerable, straight into the clutches of a rival mob's dungeon.
I was torn apart by vicious dogs, a brutal end for both me and my unborn child.
After death, my spirit drifted back home, only to hear him coldly chuckle, "Let her learn her lesson; she won't come back until she admits she was wrong."
It wasn't until a mangled, rotting body was dumped at his feet, and he saw the blood-soaked wedding ring on its finger, that this heartless mob boss finally snapped...

Married to the head of the Valenti family for five years. Kidnapped on our anniversary. Pregnant a month later.
Five paternity tests said the baby wasn't his. My husband got a vasectomy and swore he'd raise the child as his own.
I believed him.
Then came the therapy. The drugs. Nightmares where I was pinned down by multiple men, so real I could feel their hands hours after waking. I scrubbed my skin raw. Tried to end it six times.
He saved me every time. Held my hand. Told me no one would ever hurt me again.
Until the night I heard him laughing about it in his study.
The kidnapping was staged. The nightmares were chemicals. The DNA reports were forged. All of it — designed by my own husband to protect another woman.
Now I have a recording, a divorce agreement, and a very small box of ashes.
He's marrying her next week. I'll make sure he gets my wedding gift on time.

Krystal Hunter died with a broken heart, a knife in her back, and one regret—she finally won the damn lottery right before she died. Ten million dollars, untouched, deposited in the bank… wasted.
Or so she thought.
Because when Krystal wakes up in a hospital bed—very much not dead—the world has gone to economic hell. The global economy has collapsed, the dollar has depreciated into dust... and her forgotten bank account?
Now worth one hundred billion.
With the world burning and billionaires falling like flies, Krystal is no longer the girl they betrayed. She’s richer than empires, hungrier than ever, and back to collect what she’s owed—with interest.
Ex-lovers, fake friends, and bloodthirsty siblings beware:
She died once. She’s not dying quietly again.

A deliciously savage romantic revenge comedy about wealth, power, payback, and kissing someone hot while the economy collapses.

On my wedding night, I discovered the man in my bed wasn't my husband.
It was his twin brother—the one the family had exiled.
In my previous life, I exposed them in a rage.
My cheating husband came back, smashed my head open, and threw me into the ocean to be fed to the sharks.
But this time, reborn with a second chance, I cupped the face of the man in front of me—the face identical to my husband's—and slowly untied my wedding dress.
"Since he personally delivered you to my bed, then from now on... you're the husband."
This time, I'm going to raise up the loyal stand-in, and take everything from that bastard.

The three-year mission is over, and the system logs off. The NPC "wife" Morgana immediately tears off her mask: "Fool, did you really think we loved you? We've been lying to you for three years!" The "stepson" Damian also shouts: "The fake dad has been fooled!" I calmly reply: "And then?" — This is just a job to earn money to save my critically ill wife and daughter in real life.
When they chased me into the real world to "take revenge," they discovered that I was the highest-ranking judge in the Pantheon.
"Here, I am the rule." The moment I pressed the Delete key, they finally understood what it meant to achieve a dimensional reduction attack.

Elorai.

They burnt my lab to the ground.

They killed my scientists… with their claws.

The white, pristine walls they coated with blood and brain matter.

Now they’re glaring down at me, teeth bared.

But they won’t kill me.

No… they’ll take me instead, keep me in a cage, and bind me forever to them.

Joke’s on them.

They’re insane if they think I won’t claw my way out.



Ronan. Knox. Lucas

She was our target—the one we were sent to kill.

And that’s what we originally planned to do.

But we had her beneath our teeth, and instead of pleading for her life, she fucking glared at us.

Daring us.

Worst part? Our alpha wills weren’t working. Her scent bothered our wolves.

So we changed our minds.

We’ll keep her… for now.

And kill everyone who tries to take her from us.


Elorai—or “Lo,” like her scientist buddies called her—was just fine, living her life as a test subject for her white-coated handlers, getting cut open and sewn back together, until one day they looked at her and tagged her successful.

That’s when everything shattered.

In an instant, her lab was destroyed and everyone she knew was killed.

She tried to run, but her attackers caught her.

Werewolves… or mad beasts, like her scientists called them.

The plan was to kill on sight—but all three beasts looked down at her, their eyes gleaming... And something shifted in their gazes.

That’s when she knew she was in trouble.

Can she survive them or will she let them ruin her? Read to find out!

So it's true. I am their mate! I am the one they have been waiting for all this time. How can that be? Can I really be so lucky?

"Don't bother celebrating. We do not intend to make a detestable human servant our queen." Angel Fenris states, his voice laced with disgust just like the last time we met.

His rude words hurt me more now than they did yesterday. The full moon must have heightened my emotions.

"Surely you did not think that you're befitting in any way to sit by our side. A beautiful, virtuous princess is the least we were expecting our future queen to be. You're not fit to be her shadow let alone take her place." Angel Garren angrily expresses. The ache in my heart surge.


For the mighty angel kings of Lunacrest, only the most virtuous of women will do.

After growing tired of waiting for a virtuous mate of pure heart, the triplet angel kings have decided to device a contest to find the most virtuous of all royal women to be crowned their queen.

According to the rules of the contest, each of the beautiful princesses is to be hosted in the palace of Lunacrest for a duration of five days while her feminine virtues and loyalty to the angel kings gets tested.

But what will happen when the angel kings discover that their fated mate is a lowly human servant with no royal blood?

Keira is surprisingly the wisest and the kindest of all women. No woman of royal blood can match her virtues.
But will the angel kings realise her value or will they be fooled by the faked grace and elegance of her beautiful mistress?

Dennis Lawson survived life at Blackthorn Academy the only way he knew how—by enduring humiliation.

As a powerless scholarship student in a school built for awakened elites, he was nothing more than a target.

Wealth and abilities ruled Blackthorn, and Dennis had neither. Jack Voss, a powerful Pyro and heir to a billion-dollar empire, made sure of that. Public beatings, cruel pranks, and constant humiliation became part of Dennis’s daily life, watched and ignored by everyone.

Still, Dennis endured—for his mother. He worked tirelessly after school to pay for her medication, believing hard work would eventually save them both.

That hope shattered when he finally achieved a national science breakthrough, only to have it stolen. His girlfriend, Maya, betrayed him, handing his work to Jack. Then, to erase him completely, they locked him in a burning basement and left him to die.

But death was not the end.

A global awakening changed the world, granting abilities to those with hidden bloodlines. In the flames, something inside Dennis awakened too.

He died… and woke up in a new body.

Along with a terrifying power—the Predator System. An ability that allows him to steal the skills, strength, and abilities of those who oppress others.

Especially Jack Voss.

Now, Dennis is no longer the boy they broke
.
He is something far worse.

And he’s coming back for everything they took.

On the eve of the violin competition, I was dragged into the basement and tormented for three excruciating hours, my hands shattered by iron rods, rendering me incapable of ever playing again.

As I lay in the hospital awaiting emergency care, I discovered the truth: it was my own father who had hired the assassins to ruin me; it was my fiancé who deliberately delayed my surgery, aiming to leave me permanently disabled; and ultimately, it was my pampered sister, cherished by the entire family, who had set fire to gasoline with the intent to burn me alive.

Fifteen years ago, a sorcerer had proclaimed that my sister was the 'blessing' of the Winslow family, while I, through my very existence, was deemed a 'curse' that needed to be eradicated.

Due to this absurd prophecy, I became the target of my family's ambition to be rid of me.

They wished for my demise, yet I am determined to survive — to witness them pay the price for their choices today.

I was dying, but honestly? Death felt like mercy.

As a vampire, I should have been immortal. But at six years old, I'd made a deal with a demon, gambling my fate on "true love"—if three times I failed to win the heart of the one I loved, the demon would claim my soul.

Just when I thought death was certain, I got pregnant. Morag, the demon, showed rare mercy, promising to wait until I gave birth.

But at eight months, my husband sneered about removing the "bastard." My brother didn't even flinch as he sliced open my belly. My parents cursed that I deserved it—all to save my sister Lycia, who'd somehow "returned from the dead."

The day they cut my child out, not one tear. Not for me.

So why, after I died, were they all on their knees at my grave, sobbing?