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Velvet Chains: Painted by His Touch

She came to Florence to paint her way out of grief. He offered her a contract to keep emotions out. But what begins as a deal built on control soon becomes a war of silence, obsession—and surrender. Aanya Roy, an Indian artist haunted by loss, arrives in Florence with a sketchbook and a name whispered in art circles. She doesn't paint to be seen. She paints because it’s the only way she feels alive. Leonhart Moretti is a billionaire forged by tragedy. Cold. Brilliant. Untouchable. Women are part of a system: contracts, limits, rules. No emotion. No deviation. Until her. When Aanya uploads a blank canvas as a response to his challenge, it isn't defiance—it's art. It's her refusal to be tamed. Intrigued beyond reason, Leonhart offers her a 90-day contract: complete creative freedom in his studio. But beneath the surface lies another game—one of dominance, surrender, and unraveling control. In a city that worships beauty and secrets, how far can two broken souls go before the lines between art and desire, power and love, are blurred beyond recognition? R18 (Explicit Content) Contains mature themes including psychological tension, erotic content, dominance/submission, and emotional trauma. Reader discretion advised. Author's Note: This is not just a billionaire romance. This is about silence as power. Touch as art. And what happens when control becomes devotion. For readers who love slow-burn tension, flawed but brilliant leads, and emotionally layered storytelling—welcome to Florence.
Aria_Devereaux · 6.8K Views

Mated To Four, Fated To One

“Let go of me! Why now?” I snapped at them as they closed their distance on me while I moved backward towards the stairs. “What happened to all of you hating me?” I sneered, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall from my eyes. “I can't be a mate to monsters! You all despised me, made my life worthless the whole time, and you suddenly want me to accept being your mate?” I stared unbelievably at them as their eyes glinted with fury as they approached further. “Well, we still hate you but think of this as a favor,” Ryder taunted, his lips curling into a dirty smirk and I glared at him. “Favor?” I gaped at him, taking cautious steps backward. “At least, your wish has been answered,” Derek snorted, cocking his head while Sage stared coldly at me. “That's why we have decided on making you our mistress. Highly to think we would accept a murderer as our mate.” Mael added, his words sent shivers running down my spine. “You all are sick! Insane!!” I chuckled bitterly, to think they'd always put Lena first before me. They wanted me as their mistress. “Thalia! Be care—” before I could process what Sage was about to say as he reached out to me. I lost my balance and tripped. *** Eleven years ago, I was framed for killing my precious younger sister whom everyone loved, and they thought I should have been the one to die instead of her. Being the daughter of the Beta, I was stripped of my title and demoted to an omega and became a servant in the pack's house. I was despised by everyone, especially the quadruplets, the Alpha's sons. Alpha Sage, Alpha Ryder, Alpha Mael, and Alpha Derek— the ruthless and most feared, respectable Alphas who never took a break from tormenting me and making my life worthless. Ten years later, my younger sister who was thought to be dead, reappeared at the pack's doorstep, looking alive and well, and even more beautiful and elegant. She was welcomed happily by all the pack members and was desired by the quadruplet. I thought everything would go back to how it was but I was neglected and remained the omega no one wanted until my life took a shocking turn when I clocked eighteen. Fate had me mated to the Alpha's sons, not just one but all four of them but what's even more shocking was when they agreed to make me their mistress. I'd rather eat dirt! Cause, I won't be bending so easily.
Pastel_Peach · 3.3K Views

Crimson chain

Solhe, 16 ans, se réveille dans un monde ravagé, désertique, où le ciel est percé par un œil brûlant et où la lave suinte comme une punition divine. Il ne se souvient de rien — ni de son passé, ni de son identité. Juste un nom : Solhe, et un collier étrange autour du cou, orné d’un œil et de petites mains déformées. Ce monde n’est pas le sien. Ici, les villes sécurisées sont rares, les monstres rôdent, et les humains sont soit des survivants, soit des bouchers. Une force mystérieuse règne : le NIR, un système de pouvoir basé sur l’émotion pure et les objets symboliques. Mais chaque pouvoir a un prix… parfois, c’est toi qu’il dévore. Poursuivi par une créature abominable, Solhe échappe de peu à la mort grâce à l’intervention de Jack, un type bizarre armé d’une faux qui se dit “exterminateur”. Jack lui offre un choix : crever seul dans les ruines… ou rejoindre la Société d’Extermination, un groupe qui chasse les horreurs du monde et forme les détenteurs du NIR. Aux côtés de Jack, Lisa, Lloyd et d’autres paumés dangereux, Solhe va apprendre à survivre, à manier son pouvoir… et à se souvenir. Mais plus il avance, plus il comprend : ce monde est plus qu’un enfer — c’est un cercle de condamnés, gouverné par des factions monstrueuses et des lois sacrées corrompues. Et les ennemis qu’il affrontera… ne sont pas tous humains. Ils sont l’incarnation des péchés interdits. Et Solhe, malgré lui, en est peut-être la clef.
Sylla · 388 Views
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