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Ms. Scott used to have a terrible reputation, and nobody wanted to marry her. She had no choice but to find herself a temporary husband. They agreed this was only an act, but why did this man follow her around all day long? "Honey, it's too cold tonight. I want to hold you while we sleep..." After getting married, Ms. Scott was no longer bullied. In fact, the tables had turned. Those who bullied her had no choice but to apologize to her for what they did in the past. Just as she sighed in relief and was prepared to get a divorce, he pulled her into his arms. "Honey, who else bullied you in the past? I'll deal with them. You can do whatever you want. I'll always support you. Don't worry. "Hmm. I guess the divorce isn't going to work out. There was also a child who wrapped his arms around her legs and called her Mommy. Could anybody tell her when she gave birth to a child?

‎*Mature Content* Vivian Ravenscroft was never meant to live this life. ‎Swapped at birth by a desperate mother—not just to save her, but to place her where destiny could shape her—Vivian grows up under the powerful Ravenscroft name, believing Sebastian, ten years her senior, is only an untouchable brother figure. ‎Protective. ‎Distant. ‎Forbidden. ‎Until the night violence shatters her world. ‎As she recovers, the truth unravels: her royal bloodline, a father who erased her existence, and the devastating reason she was raised beside Sebastian—to bond with the one man she was never allowed to love. ‎The man who looks at her and whispers, ‎“I thought you had given yourself away…” ‎Only to learn her heart—and her body were never claimed by another. ‎Stanley was never love. ‎He was survival. ‎Drawn into royal decrees, billionaire rivalries, and laws written in blood, Vivian must decide whether to obey a destiny chosen for her—or fight for the one her heart recognizes. ‎Because the way Sebastian looks at her now… has changed. ‎It lingers. ‎It burns. ‎It strips away every lie she once believed. ‎At a royal wedding watched by kings, presidents, and the most powerful names in the world… ‎the distance between them finally breaks. ‎And when the night falls— ‎There are no more titles. ‎No more rules. ‎No more pretending. ‎Only him. ‎Only her. ‎In the quiet heat of a marble bath, where silence wraps around them and the past finally loosens its grip… ‎his hand finds hers. ‎His touch is no longer restrained. ‎And when he kisses her, ‎It is deep. ‎Unsteady. ‎Years of control slipping all at once. ‎Vivian doesn’t stop him. ‎She melts into him… answers him… trusts him. ‎Because somewhere between the lies, the pain, and the years they were forced apart— ‎her heart had already chosen him. ‎And when he finally takes that last step… ‎When the space between them disappears— ‎She breaks. ‎A soft cry leaving her lips. ‎A moment of pain… of truth… of surrender. ‎And then— ‎Nothing but him. ‎Because what she gives him that night is not just her body— ‎but the part of her that has never belonged to anyone else. ‎Her first. ‎Her only. ‎Sealed in a moment neither of them can ever take back. ‎Because some bonds are not accidents. ‎They are written long before birth. ‎Tested through pain. ‎And fulfilled in the moments where resistance finally turns into surrender. ‎And love like theirs… ‎Was never meant to be broken.

# Content Warning# # Content Warning# # This story contains explicit scenes and is intended for readers 18+. It also explores darker themes, including manipulation and morally complex situations, which are used to deepen the narrative rather than portray characters as weak. Reader discretion is advised. The plan was simple: attend my stepsister, Enor’s wedding, survive the awkward family drama, and maybe ignore the fact that my lifelong crush, Jeremy, guilt-tripped me into coming back to Vale after nearly seven years. But then the twin future Alphas decided to ruin everything by claiming I was their mate. Funny. Right? A human girl. Mated to two Alphas. Seriously? Now my life’s a twisted mix of desire, danger, and one very infuriating Alpha, Hardin who thinks my body’s a trophy he already owns.

Elara Khan thought her life was already ruined. Until the night the most dangerous man in Europe kidnapped her. Ares Valentino — billionaire, mafia king, and a man feared by governments. He claims he saved her. She believes he destroyed her life. But when enemies begin hunting her and secrets from her past emerge, Elara realizes one terrifying truth… The devil who captured her might be the only one obsessed enough to protect her.

What are the chances an orphan goes from scrubbing floors to becoming a Duchess in forty-eight hours? 100%— I would know because it happened to me. Only I wish I had a choice. Because the man I'm supposed to call "father," Baron Tobias Fletcher, sold me off like livestock the moment he found me. Nineteen years of wondering where I came from, and this is how it ends? Not with a family. Not with answers. With a wedding contract and a husband who never removes his mask. The Duke of Wellspring. Nevan Wilder. Every fiancée before me? Dead. Mad. Or gone — vanished like they never existed. They say he kills his brides the night they see what's underneath. So shame on me for thinking meeting my father would finally end my misery. And shame on me twice because when the Duke took my hand in that ballroom, his touch ice-cold and impossibly gentle, I didn't feel fear. I felt something worse. I felt safe. Now I'm trapped in his estate, married to a man the whole kingdom fears, and the more I uncover, the less anything makes sense. Because if Nevan truly kills his brides, why is he trying so desperately to keep me alive? And whatever he's hiding beneath that mask? It's not the thing I should be afraid of.

Find a mate. Bear a cub. Save the world. Left stranded on an empty road with nothing but her purse and a broken heart, Lin Wan follows the only direction available to her and walks straight into a world that was never meant for her. The Beast Continent is vast and wild and runs on rules she does not understand, and apparently her body has exactly three hours before it starts shutting down. The solution, according to the cheerful system that just moved into her head, is simple. Find a mate. Bear a cub. Save the world. Problem solved The cold, stripe marked leopard warrior who pulled himself out of a wild pool and looked at her like she was his before she even knew his name was not exactly what she had in mind. But he is what she has. And somehow, in this strange world under a stranger sky, that might be enough.

"Do you wish to know what will happen if I drink from your thighs?" Salviana drew in a sharp breath before she whispered, "I might die?" "No, It is I who will die if I don't." he met her eyes with a lustful, hungry gaze. "Spread your legs for me, Fiery-wife" And that she did... ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── Fiery is married to the demon everybody feared would destroy them someday. He is the greenest, reddest flag, but now she only sees white. A canvas to paint their love however she deemed righteous. ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── The Dark Prince, the third prince, is no stranger to the fear and hatred surrounding him. Cold, distant, and possessing a gaze as dark as midnight, he is known throughout the kingdom as the demon prince. But the truth hidden beneath his pale skin is far more dangerous—he is a vampire, living among a royal family that barely tolerates his existence. Salviana, a divine lady of myth, never asked to be married to such a man. Forced into the union, she is thrust into a life where every corner holds a secret and every glance feels like a challenge. Though her husband’s cold touch sends shivers down her spine, Salviana finds herself drawn into his world of shadows and intrigue, struggling to understand the depths of his darkness. With royal enemies watching their every move and Salviana’s own hidden powers slowly awakening, the bond between her and Alaric grows more complicated. Can she survive the dangerous world of court politics, where even her husband may not be fully trusted? Or will the weight of the secrets they keep tear them apart before they can discover the truth about each other? Caught between fear and desire, Salviana can’t help but wonder: Will she uncover the man behind the darkness, or will the shadows consume them both? Married to Darkness is a seductive, tension-filled journey into the unknown, where love and power clash in a dangerous dance that could lead to either salvation or destruction. The cover is from Pinterest. Not Mine. ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── Stalk me on social media! Discord: I_nanafirdausi Instagram: I_nanafirdausi Facebook: Nana firdausii X: https://x.com/NanaFirdausii Or Buy me a coffee @ https://buymeacoffee.com/nanafirdausi

Azaria Freeman gave everything to Aldrith Corp. She carried two roles without complaint, held the company together, and believed her reward was finally within reach. Instead, the promotion she earned was handed to someone with the Aldrith name. Furious and done staying silent, Azaria storms into a board meeting and challenges the very people who overlooked her. But the moment she steps inside, everything changes because Theon Aldrith realizes the truth: His mate has been right under his nose all along. And she is human. Something that hasn’t happened in centuries. Now, power, instinct, and fear collide as Theon faces an impossible choice: claim her and risk everything, or walk away from the one person fate has chosen for him.

Adeline Brown thought marrying Dwayne Davis meant leaving the pain of her past behind and building a future founded on love and trust. But their happily-ever-after is shattered when a notorious serial killer begins targeting people connected to Daniel’s past, leaving behind a chilling message at every crime scene: “To my dearest Dee, Until the Truth Do Us Part.” As the investigation intensifies, Dwayne is forced to confront a long-buried secret he has spent years trying to outrun. With every new victim, old lies unravel, dangerous truths surface, and the walls around their marriage begin to crumble. Caught between a relentless killer, a haunting past, and a love tested by deception, Adeline must decide how far she’s willing to go for the man she vowed to stand beside. Because sometimes, the greatest threat to a marriage isn’t death… It’s the truth.

One night. One betrayal. One ruthless savior. In a single night, Evelyn Meyers went from the city’s Golden Heiress to a homeless outcast. Her fiancé didn’t just break her heart, he shattered her world. Framed by her best friend and waking up in the bed of a cold-blooded stranger, Evelyn’s nightmare was only beginning. Her grandmother is dead. Her father is behind bars. And the only man who can save her is the one she should fear most. "Sign the contract, Evelyn. Become my wife, and I will give you the heads of everyone who wronged you." The deal is simple: Vengeance in exchange for her freedom. He offers her a throne built on the ruins of her enemies,. He is ruthless. He is possessive. And he is the only one who can help her burn the world down. But as Evelyn navigates the path of revenge, she discovers that her husband’s love might be more dangerous than her enemies’ hate.

Tang Ziqian’s greatest dream was to live a simple life with the people he loved most—but even at a young age, he learned that life was never meant to be easy. His parents abandoned him to pursue new love. The boyfriend he had loved for five years cheated on him and left him for his stepbrother. Friends he truly considered family mocked him. And his grandmother—the only person who genuinely loved him—passed away because he couldn’t afford her medication. In the end, everyone he loved had abandoned him. What is he striving for? Why must he suffer? Everything turned dull—a monotonous routine sustaining his existence. In time, he began to "play." Having sex with strangers he met at a bar once a week brought a spark into his mundane life. Unacceptable? Disgusting? Yes. But he grew addicted to the fleeting warmth and sweetness offered by people whose names he didn’t even know. Is this the life he dreamed of? No. He knew this wasn’t the life he was meant to have. He tried to fight against what felt like his fate—but the more he resisted, the worse things became. As days and years passed, he accepted that misery was his destiny. Then one day, he unexpectedly woke up in a new world and met new people. Is this a second chance granted to him—to pursue what he truly wanted? ___________________. English is not my first language. Kindly comment for wrong spelling and grammar. Thank you and enjoy reading.

PS: THIS IS NOT A SYSTEM BOOK Camilla Hudson was the world’s most sought-after assassin, known only as "The Black Widow." After years of bloodshed, hunting down corrupt politicians, she finally collected her final paycheck, laid down her sniper and prepared for a peaceful retirement of luxury and... WebNovels. But when her favorite story is left on a brutal cliffhanger, Camilla does what any frustrated reader would do: she trashes the author in the comments. "I could do a better job than this!" The Universe took her literally. Transmigrated into the body of the pathetic, love-crazed Lady Camilla, the female lead who just attempted suicide over a divorce. To return to her world, she must give the book an ending and mark it completed. Her plan? Sign the papers, take the money, and leave or she would be stuck inside the story forever. However, she’s been granted a terrifying new perk—The Cursed Tongue. Every "bad" word she utters becomes a reality. But there’s a secret perk she doesn't know about: Lord Damon can hear every single one of her murderous, sarcastic thoughts. The General, who once overlooked his clingy wife, is now terrified, intrigued, and utterly obsessed with the "new" Camilla. As she tries to sprint toward a "Happily Ever After" (and a quick exit), the General suddenly tears up the divorce papers. "You want to leave, wife? Over my dead body." Can Camilla write her own ending when the Male Lead refuses to follow the script?

He came to beg for mercy. He left owned. Jace Carter thought he could outtalk trouble-until the day his debt brought him face-to-face with Damien Moreau, a ruthless mafia boss known for breaking men far tougher than him. With no money, no backup, and no way out, Jace makes a reckless joke: "What if I pay with my body?" He doesn't expect Damien's quiet smile. He doesn't expect the door to lock behind him. And he definitely doesn't expect the way his body starts to betray him. As days turn to nights in Damien's control, Jace is forced to confront the one thing more dangerous than his debt-his desire.

Four hundred years ago, the moon wept blood. From that night onward, demons—known as the Tainted—swarmed the land, feasting on the spiritual energy of the living. The once-peaceful realm descended into chaos. Now, humanity survives behind two massive walls, while the lands beyond decay into a demon-infested wasteland. Join Linyue and her companions who specializes in finding trouble, inventing trouble, and loudly denying they caused the trouble as they stumble upon the buried truths behind the Weeping Moon. Secrets that have remained hidden for centuries and may change everything they know.

[Warning: Mature content | Dark romance] Aliana Vanderbilt is the witty, fierce heiress to a multi-billion-dollar empire. She always lived life on her own terms, until one fateful night changed everything. After a brutal accident involving a "lost child" that only she could see, Aliana woke to a terrifying new reality. By day, she is haunted by restless spirits. By night, she is consumed by vivid, steamy dreams of a mysterious man with icy blue eyes. Her search for a solution comes to an abrupt halt when she finally comes face-to-face with Gavriel Valentine. An enigmatic man sitting at the pinnacle of a rival business empire. He is dominating, dangerous, and everything Aliana should avoid. Yet, he alone possesses the power to end her misery. Whenever she is near him, the ghosts vanish. Driven by a desperate need for peace, Aliana bulldozes into Gavriel’s life with a scandalous demand. However, what she does not expect is his counter-offer… that she must marry him. What happens when two strong-headed personalities are tied together in a sacred union? Will they find peace, or will it spell disaster? ..... Excerpt: “I warned you, didn’t I, Aliana?” His deep, masculine voice reverberated through the air like silk. Her name rolled off his sinful lips so seductively that it made her want to roll her eyes in reluctant delight. That thought alone made her brows knit in confusion until she heard him continue, “You step into my world, and I will ruin you in ways you never imagined.” Aliana shivered, not only at the warning he had given her far too many times, but also at the way his icy blue eyes pierced her so intensely that it felt as though she might burn and freeze all at once. Ignoring her thrumming heartbeat, she drew in a sharp breath and replied, “You did… but didn’t I say there is nothing I love more than a challenge? If you’re going to ruin me, Gavriel, at least make sure you’re the only one left standing when the dust settles.” His eyes widened ever so slightly before he rose from his armchair and padded across the carpet to stand right before her. The moment his fingers lifted to touch her chin, a jolt of electricity shot down her spine as he leaned in and said, “You want to play a dangerous game, Aliana…. and make no mistake, this devil loves to play.” Tilting her chin closer to his face, he whispered, “So here’s my offer, Aliana…. marry me.” .... The book cover is mine, don't use it.

Vessara was never meant to stand out. She’s quiet and always overlooked. She had spent her life learning to survive by staying quiet, by pleasing others, and by never asking for more than she’s given. Her world crumbled when she was sold like property to the cold, ruthless, terrifying, and most feared wolf in the realm. Alpha Vael’Runn of House of Vaeroth, the Alpha of the Nightwalker pack. A monster who has spent years burying every trace of humanity beneath power, violence, and control. Vael learned early that mercy is a weakness. Love is a liability. And nothing has ever been powerful enough to shake the monster he had become. But with the council desperately demanding an heir, he’s forced to play along with the cruel arrangement. The plan was simple: Accept the woman fit to be Luna. Give her a room in the packhouse. Never play a grateful groom. Children carrying his bloodline. And act only when necessary. Beyond that, she would get nothing from him. No affection. No commitment. No expectation of love. But as their worlds keep colliding, something about Vessara keeps unsettling him. Her fragile innocence refused to fade into the background of his world. And she awakens something he has buried long ago. When a Ruthless Alpha decides something belongs to him, how far will he go to keep it? Will Vessara become more than a possession? Perhaps a weakness Vael cannot afford? Will she remain silent and survive like she used to or risk everything to awaken the man beneath the monster? EXCERPT Vael closed the gap with calm, predatory grace. His free hand snaked around her waist and pulled her against his chest. Her body reacted instantly, breath hitching and heart slamming against her ribs. A rush of wetness slicked her inner thighs. “Who did you think of when you touched yourself?” Vael murmured, rolling the glass in his hand. The ice clinked softly. She didn’t answer at first. Vael’s grip tightened, possessive. “Tell me, Vessara.” Her eyes snapped up. “You,” she whispered, voice trembling. “Only you.” His jaw tightened, eyes flooding with raw lust. He drained the glass in one swallow, the burn nothing compared to the fire in his veins. Setting it down, he looked at Vessara with pure possession. “I want to watch everything you did alone, thinking of me.” He muttered, his gaze traveling to her lips. “Show me how you fucked yourself to thoughts of my cock.” Her face flushed crimson. “You…you want to watch me have a solo orgasm?” He let out a dark chuckle. “Unless you don’t want me to.” She gulped, mind spinning with filthy images; His eyes on her spread pussy, watching her stretch and come undone. The hesitation melted into throbbing need. Her clit pulsed. Vael didn’t wait for her response. He stepped back. “Strip.” Vessara obeyed, fingers shaking as she peeled the silk nightdress over her head. It dropped to the floor, leaving her naked. Vael groaned low in his throat, the sound vibrating through his chest. His cock twitched hard in his trousers at the sight of her smooth skin, pink folds swollen and slick, and the curve of her ass begging to be gripped. “Get the toys. On the bed. Now.” BOOK ONE OF THE “FERAL BOND” SERIES. CONTENT WARNING: This is an Erotic Werewolf Book. It contains BDSM, GAY/LESBIAN SEX, triggers scenes of abuse, and a dark, obsessive, and possessive male lead.

He saved her… but never planned to set her free. Aria thought betrayal was the worst pain she could feel until she met Rafael. After discovering Lucas’s true intentions, Aria walks away from love and straight into revenge. That’s when Rafael appears powerful, dashing and impossible to resist. He helps her destroy the man who broke her… but in return, he slowly takes control of her world. What begins as protection turns into possession. Because Rafael doesn’t just want Aria by his side, he wants her completely. And the most terrifying part? A part of her doesn’t want to escape. When Rafael nearly dies saving her from enemies but due to memory loss he remembers everyone except the woman he crossed hell to save. Can a forgotten love find its way back? Or will Aria lose him forever, even after getting him back?

Akira’s plan for his second life was simple. Get stronger. Clear dungeons. Protect his sick mother. Love was never part of the equation. After dying in his previous world, Akira wakes up inside the hunter novel he once loved, complete with dungeon gates, monsters, and a mysterious System guiding his growth. With a second chance at life, he focuses on becoming stronger with every quest and every battle. Everything was going smoothly… Until Kael Vixar starts following him. Kael is the strongest S-rank hunter in existence. A billionaire prodigy feared across the hunter world. He’s also an extremely clingy man. For reasons he refuses to explain, Kael attaches himself to Akira’s side. Showing up in dungeons, training sessions, and even outside his home despite Akira repeatedly telling him to go away. The more Akira pushes him away, the more persistent Kael becomes. Eventually, the entire hunter community starts saying the same thing: “If you see Akira… Kael Vixar won’t be far behind.” Akira only wants power. Kael only wants Akira. And somewhere between deadly dungeon battles and a secret that could shatter everything Akira knows about his new life… The strongest hunter in the world might just fall first. And fall hardest.

"Please, I have to go home." That's what I told the man in front of me. I begged him to let me go, but in my heart, I pray he never will.  How crazy is that? How can I feel safer with a stranger I've just met than the man who was supposed to love me until death? Why does he look at me like I'm the most beautiful thing in the world? Does he see the bruises? Is that why he's doing this? I should've never left the house, but I couldn't let him win. Not this time, but I hadn't counted on this. "He'll never hurt you again." I want to believe those words, but I don't know if I can. What if I'm going crazy? What if it's all a dream, and I wake up in the nightmare that's my life? I shouldn't trust him, but gods, why does his voice affect me like this? Why does he smell like lightning storms and heather? "Nefretiri? Do you know what a mate is?" No, he didn't just say that! Life isn't supposed to be this dark. That's what Nefretiri Jordans believed until her world came crumbling down. Her marriage was now a game of slave and master, and she would never win. Not when her husband was cruel enough to bring his mistresses to the house and act like Nefra was nothing more than a servant. She wants to run, but she can't. He'll never let her go, especially not with their new daughter. So, she has no choice but to live in hell and do her best to stay sane. Unfortunately, that line of sanity suddenly breaks when Ricky goes too far, and Nefra makes a stupid choice. After all, it's just a cake. Who cared about that?  Fate has a cruel sense of humor, and Nefra quickly learns that nothing is by chance. So, what started as a painful but necessary trip to the store turned into an unexpected adventure.  After all, she never put mate on her shopping list. Not that it mattered to Ivan. The Alpha of the Sebryanny Kinzhal pack from Colorado who's slowly coming back from a year of hell. All he wanted was to find peace and figure out what he was supposed to do with his life. The moon goddess had an answer, and she set him up to find the one thing he needed to be saved.  So, when Nefra crashed into his truck and he saw her, Ivan knew she was his destiny. Unfortunately for him, she's not on board and seems to belong to someone else. If Ivan wants Nefretiri to be his, he'll need to do more than earn her trust. Dark secrets are waiting to devour both of them, and more than one enemy is watching in the shadows to claim what both unknowingly hold.  Somehow, they must get past their pain to find each other and build something neither believed was possible again. Finally, it's time to put the cards on the table and bet it all. If they win, their lives will be more than either of them could ever dream, but if they lose, the darkness will destroy more than one life.

She had no voice. He had no mercy. And neither of them knew the truth that was going to destroy everything. She is mute. She is trapped. And she is living inside a dead woman's life. Elena Brenette is twenty one years old and in love with a man who was never truly hers. On the night of her wedding she discovers the devastating truth — her fiancé and her own sister have been in love all along. She was never the girl he chose. She was simply convenient. Betrayed and broken, Elena drives into a storm soaked night in her wedding dress. She never arrives anywhere. On that same road two other women are running from their own disasters. Sarah Venzagrase — twenty one, pregnant, covered in blood — is fleeing a husband whose people have been sent to kill her. Phiona — also twenty one, bearing the exact same face — is on that road for reasons nobody yet understands. Three women. One face. One blood. One catastrophic collision. When the wreckage clears Phiona is dead — her body mistakenly identified as Elena Brenette. The world believes Elena is gone. Sarah vanishes into the darkness with her unborn child. And Elena — unconscious, still in her wedding dress — is pulled from the flames by the most dangerous man she will ever meet. Lucas Venzagrase. He calls her Sarah. She cannot tell him otherwise. Elena wakes up inside the wrong life. Trapped behind the iron walls of the Venzagrase estate — the most powerful family in the state — she faces a husband who despises her, a family that wants her gone, and a household that has already decided who she is. She cannot speak. She cannot explain. She cannot say the three words that would change everything. I am not Sarah. Every attempt to communicate the truth is read as guilt and madness. The more she fights the deeper she sinks. She is a prisoner without chains — held captive by a name, a face, and a silence no one bothers to understand. But Elena Brenette did not survive a collision that killed one woman and swallowed another just to disappear quietly inside someone else's story. She will find a way. Even if she has to do it without a single word. What no one knows yet — not Elena, not Sarah, not even the man hunting for answers — is that the three women on that road were not strangers. They were triplets. Separated by a broken past. Reunited by a catastrophe. And someone powerful made sure they never found each other. That someone is still watching.