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Kira and her twin brother Koa had always shared an unbreakable bond, living a seemingly perfect life filled with the warmth of family. However, their idyllic existence is shattered when a series of bizarre deaths and inexplicable events begin to plague their small town. As the twins delve deeper into the mysteries surrounding these strange occurrences, they uncover shocking truths about their past that link them to an ancient and malevolent force. Their investigation leads them into a hidden world where the line between reality and the supernatural blurs. They discover that the deaths mimic those from centuries ago, revealing a pattern that traces back to their own ancestral lineage. As Kira and Koa piece together the fragments of their history, they realize they are being hunted by a dark entity known only as the Shadow. In their quest for answers, the twins encounter new allies—an enigmatic gifted seer and also a detective who holds the key to their past, and a mysterious dhampir with a deep connection to their family. Together, they must navigate a treacherous path filled with cryptic clues, ancient rituals, and deadly adversaries. As the Shadow's grip tightens, Kira and Koa must confront their deepest fears and embrace their hidden strengths. They learn that their bond is not just a source of comfort, but a powerful weapon against the darkness threatening to consume them. With lives hanging in the balance, the twins race against time to uncover the truth and stop the Shadow before it finalised it's goals.

I can't help falling for you. you've unraveled me in ways I never thought possible... -------------- Imagine you go to work like every other day, but you never expected to confront an agent of death, an event that will change your life forever. Natasha was having a regular day at work until life threw a curveball—she meet and confronts Drogen, a grim reaper, in the garage, talk about tough luck. And just when things couldn’t get any worse… bam! a car crash. Dead? Yeah. But not for long. Drogen broke every grim reaper rule and brought her back to life, convinced she was the key to ending his curse. Now they’re bound by a blood pact, and things start getting weird. Natasha experiences flashes of a forgotten past—a past that’s somehow tied to Drogen. A meeting that started with fear and death soon transforms into a sweet, passionate love experience that neither of them could resist and she finds herself helplessly falling in love with this mysterious being. But here's the thing, these two were never supposed to meet again. Excerpt: Drogen's expression softened as he stared down at her lips, a rare glimpse of raw desire shining in his eyes. "You know," he began, his voice dropping to a whisper, "I've been desperately wanting to do this since you hugged me." Before she could protest, his lips claimed hers, soft but insistent, catching her completely off guard. Her breath hitched as his tongue teased hers, coaxing a response. She froze for a moment, her heart racing wildly, but as his warmth enveloped her, she gave in, kissing him back. Her hesitation melted away as his touch deepened, slow and gentle, yet ignited sparks through her whole being. His hands found her waist, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them. She gasped softly when she felt his bulge pressed hard against her, her cheeks heating in response. He didn't seem to care—if anything, it turned him on even more. His grip tightened as though he couldn't get enough of her, his kisses growing bolder, more demanding, yet still carrying an undeniable tenderness. Her fingers gripped his shirt for balance, holding on as the intensity of his touch left her breathless. He kissed her like he was savoring her, like every second mattered, and it sent a thrill through her. Every brush of his lips, every press of his body against hers, made her forget where she was. All she could feel was him. Finally, he pulled back, their foreheads resting together as they tried to catch their breath. His voice was low and rough, full of longing. "You're driving me crazy, Nat." Her lips were still tingling from his kisses as she met his gaze, her own voice trembling but steady. "Then don't stop." His dark eyes blazed with desire, and a faint smile touched his lips. "You don't know what you're asking for," he murmured, his hand slipping lower, his touch firm yet careful, as if she might disappear if he wasn't careful. "Maybe I do," she whispered, a small smile playing on her lips despite the way her heart pounded in her chest. Something in his expression softened, but the hunger in his eyes remained. She had undone him completely, and for once, he didn't want to fight it. Whatever this was, he wasn't letting go, and neither was she. For fans of forbidden love, a rebellious heroine, steamy romance, dark fantasy, a tragic past life and happy endings, this book is for you TRIGGER WARNING: This book contains R18 scenes, detailed descriptions of violence, cruelty, murder and death.

*Roman historique fantastique à déroulement lent* Elise s'apprêtait à enfiler la robe qui était posée sur le coin de son lit lorsqu'elle entendit frapper à sa porte. Curieuse, elle tourna la poignée et se retrouva face à un grand homme qui la dominait. « Maître Ian ! » s'exclama-t-elle. Ian sourit avec le sourire espiègle habituel qu'il affichait toujours. Ses yeux cramoisis balayèrent brièvement sa chambre et s'arrêtèrent sur la robe noire posée sur son lit, puis se déplacèrent sur la femme qui se tenait devant lui. Il fit un pas en avant et demanda. « Où as-tu trouvé cette robe ? » « Monsieur Harland me l'a offerte », répondit Elise en tendant le cou pour voir les sourcils de Ian se froncer avec élégance. « Sais-tu pourquoi un homme aime offrir une robe à une femme ? » Il lui posa l'énigme à laquelle elle devait toujours réfléchir à deux fois avant de répondre. Mais cette fois, elle ne trouva pas de réponse et se contenta de secouer la tête. « Je ne sais pas. » Son sourire devint ensorcelant, comme si quelque chose s'était remué au plus profond des yeux écarlates qu'il avait. Il glissa lentement sa main sur le col de sa robe, envoyant un frisson glacial qui la surprit un instant à cause de sa température glacée. Après avoir défait les deux premiers boutons de son col, il inclina la tête vers le bas, murmurant à son oreille. « Parce qu'ils veulent être celui qui déshabille l'étoffe. » Il marqua une pause et embrassa son cou, faisant rougir la peau pâle avant de se rétracter pour fixer son regard sur elle et répondit avec nonchalance. « Malheureusement, tu ne peux pas porter la robe là-bas avec ça. » Il rit et tendit une boîte dans sa main. « Et la bonne nouvelle, c'est que je t'ai préparé une robe. » Elise était une petite fille maudite qui pouvait voir les fantômes. Sa famille la détestait et la rejetait d'une famille adoptive à l'autre. Cependant, le malheur n'agissait pas seul. Lorsqu'elle fut élevée par sa tante, elle fut vendue comme esclave. Lorsqu'elle crut qu'elle ne deviendrait rien d'autre qu'un sacrifice pour le sorcier, elle fut sauvée par un homme dont l'identité était bien différente de celle d'un être mythique normal. *** Ce livre est ORIGINAL et il ne s'agit pas d'une traduction Rejoignez le discord de l'auteur : https://discord.gg/YPKueb4

The Rebirth of Vengeance In her first life, Lady Victoria Blackwood was a dutiful noblewoman, betrothed to Prince Alexander Caelum, the future ruler of the kingdom. She believed in love, loyalty, and the throne’s justice—until her world shattered. Her powerful family was ruthlessly betrayed and slaughtered by King Raphael Aurelius, all to tighten his grip on their influence. Blinded by lies, Victoria never knew the truth… not until it was too late. Wrongfully accused and sentenced to death, Victoria perished with regret in her heart—regret for not seeing the truth, for not saving her family, and for trusting the wrong people. But fate was not done with her. Victoria awakens four years in the past, reborn at the moment before everything fell apart. This time, she knows the truth—the king was her enemy, and Alexander was nothing more than a pawn. Armed with knowledge of the future, she vows to save her family, crush those who betrayed her, and take back the power stolen from her bloodline. Yet, her return does not go unnoticed. Alexander, once indifferent, finds himself obsessed with the new Victoria, unable to comprehend her cold rejection. His love turns dangerous, his need to possess her growing darker by the day. But Victoria is no longer his to control. Enter Prince Lucian Darvoss, the enigmatic foreign prince who sees the fire in Victoria’s soul. Drawn to her brilliance, he offers her an alliance, his power, and his heart—but can she allow herself to love again when revenge consumes her? As the battle for the throne begins, Victoria must outmaneuver kings, outplay her enemies, and outlast a prince who refuses to let her go. Her past was stolen. Her future is war. And this time, she will not fall.

“P-please let me go..” I stammered and before I knew it, I was word vomiting while crying. “—I won’t return. You won’t ever see me again. I know you don’t want me as a mate. You hate me, so please let me go.” I cried out. Cain’s jaw tightened with each word that left my lips “What gave you the idea that you have the power to choose what you want?” His voice was low, “You don’t get to decide what, how, and when you leave. Only I get to do that. You don’t get to leave me, you don’t get to run! You only leave when I want you to.” "I didn’t ask for this,” I whispered, trembling. “I didn’t ask to be your mate.” Cain stepped back, “Neither did I,” he muttered under his breath. “But the bond doesn’t give us a choice, does it?” ~~~~ As the only child of her late Alpha father, Avery Jae was meant to inherit her family’s legacy. But on the day of her arranged marriage to Alpha Lucian, her world crumbles. Rejected, humiliated, and cast aside for her own cousin, Avery barely escapes with her life only to find out a much deeper secret. One that changes everything. When Avery awakens, she finds herself in a foreign land, caught by the ruthless guards of the Vehiron pack, led by the infamous Alpha Cain. Tall, broad and as dangerous as the army he commands. Alpha Cain has a reputation that sends chills down the spine of even the most dangerous warriors. Haunted by his dark past, he has vowed never to take a mate, yet the moment he lays eyes on Avery, everything changes. With a single word, Avery is bound to Cain—whether he wants it or not. In a world where betrayal runs deep, can Avery ever trust the alpha who might just be her worst enemy.

In a kingdom where power and politics reign supreme, Elena Frostbane is no ordinary girl. Born into the prestigious Frostbane family, she is the first girl in five hundred years to wield both fire and ice magic—a rare and dangerous gift that marks her as a target for those who seek to control her. Sheltered by her loving family, Elena grows up as the cherished jewel of her territory, adored by her parents, her protective older brother Eryndor, and her people. But her idyllic life is shattered when the king summons her family to the capital, demanding that Elena and Eryndor become playmates to the royal princes. Unbeknownst to Elena, the king has long coveted the Frostbane family’s power. Years ago, he proposed an engagement between Elena and the crown prince, Cassian, but her family refused, wanting to shield her from the treacherous world of court politics. Now, the king sees an opportunity to bind the Frostbanes to the crown through Elena, using her as a pawn in his schemes. For Cassian, a proud and arrogant fourteen-year-old, Elena is a prize to be claimed—a symbol of his power and dominance. But as he gets to know her, he finds himself drawn to her innocence and kindness, sparking an obsession that could either save or destroy her. Meanwhile, the second prince, Kael, a quiet and intelligent twelve-year-old, sees Elena not as a tool but as a kindred spirit. Their chance meeting in the capital leaves Elena curious about him, but her brother warns her to stay away from the princes, knowing the dangers they represent. As Elena navigates the glittering but treacherous world of the royal court, she must learn to protect herself from those who would use her for their own gain. But the king’s plans are far from simple. He manipulates Cassian’s growing obsession with Elena to tighten his grip on the Frostbane family, while the third prince, Ronan, an observant and cunning eleven-year-old, watches from the shadows, biding his time. As tensions rise between the princes and the Frostbanes, Elena’s innocence becomes both her greatest strength and her greatest vulnerability. The prince’s obsession is a tale of love, power, and betrayal, where the bonds of family are tested, and the line between ally and enemy blurs. As Elena grows into her magic and her role in the kingdom, she must decide who to trust—and whether to embrace her destiny or forge her own path. But in a world where everyone has an agenda, can she survive with her heart intact?

Finn, a weary gunslinger on the run with his gang, knows his time is running out. As the law tightens its grip and betrayal brews within, his only hope is Maximus—a reckless but promising young fighter. Determined to leave the boy with a better life, Finn struggles to teach him honor and restraint in a world that only respects violence. But with Ronan fueling Maximus’ thirst for bloodshed, Finn fears he’s losing him to the same darkness that once consumed him. As their gang’s days grow numbered, Finn must make a choice: break the cycle or watch Maximus become just another outlaw doomed to die young. What’s Next: The gang’s escape becomes harder as the government closes in, allies turn into enemies, and Maximus is forced to choose between Finn’s teachings and Ronan’s reckless ambition. The journey will test loyalty, morality, and the meaning of true legacy—until Finn faces his final stand, ensuring Maximus’ future, even at the cost of his own.

#Rated 18-Mature Themes Violet’s life was never her own—her father’s crushing debt made sure of that. But when the debt collector kidnaps her as payment, she takes a desperate deal: become a servant and spy on the mysterious and tyrannical Lord Cain, the ruler of her Werewolf district. There’s just one catch: Lord Cain only permits male servants in his house. Disguised as a boy, Violet cuts her hair, flattens her chest, and dons a voice-altering band to pull off the deception. Everything goes according to plan—until Cain, a man known for his cold personality starts to take a peculiar interest in her. Violet’s disguise becomes a prison as she battles her own growing attraction to him. But this is no love story. Cain’s obsession to her is dangerous. Beneath his icy gaze lies a mind fractured by years of affliction by a curse. A curse made by Violet's biological mother: A powerful witch. ************* "TAKE IT OFF!" Violet’s knees nearly buckled at the thunderous command, her chest tightening with panic. The raw anger in Cain’s voice was as sharp as a blade. "My lord! I-I’m a man!" she stammered, gripping her shirt tightly, her fingers trembling as they clung to the fabric. "I don't like other men!" she cried, a desperate plea in her voice since the second she took her shirt off and he discovered that she was a woman was the moment she died. Painfully. Cain’s glare was unyielding, his voice dropping into a growl. "Don’t insult me, You think I do. You kissed me!" Her breath hitched as he stepped closer, his presence suffocating. "If you don’t take it off," he said, his tone low and dangerous, "I’ll rip it off myself." Violet’s mind raced, panic threatening to overwhelm her. She couldn’t let him find out—he’d kill her. Painfully. Glancing away to avoid his gaze when she caught the undeniable bulge in his trousers. Heat flushed her face, her thoughts spinning in desperation at the only idea she could think of to make him back off. 'This has to work. It has to…’

|| To all the readers who are grieving over Caelestis Lanister’s death. I deeply apologize but this character always deserved death in my eyes of justice. Although he was a good leader, a good friend, probably a good son, yet he was never a good friend or boyfriend to Stella. Even after going through all his sins, if you still sympathize with him. I have an offer for you. Would you like to change the destiny of Caelestis Lanister? Yes/No|| A translucent blue window appeared in front of Eleanore, who had just opened her eyes in a strange white place, after meeting her end in a Traffic accident. Eleanore finds herself in a new world, with a mission to change the destiny of her favorite character from a book she had recently read, "Revenge is her only desire." Tired from her daily struggles, she was ready to venture into a new life of the rich, but to her dismay. She finds herself in the body of the villainess that dies in the first chapter of the novel, who shares the same name as hers, Eleanore Sinclair. Moreover, the day she enters into her body is the day she gets killed by Caelestis for harming his lover, Stella. Eleanore binded by the system that guided her through in her mission of changing Caelestis’ fate, realizes that the system favoured Stella over her. She struggles to keep herself alive, while working on Caelestis and Stella's relationship. As she tries to save Stella from the obsessive grasps of Caelestis, she finds herself getting entangled with the notorious villain. As tension and hatred between them rises, a love blooms between them which gives nothing but pain in return. The male lead being her own brother, will she be able to save Caelestis which is no longer her mission but her love? _______ “Lies!” he spat again, his voice rising. “I will kill you, Eleanore. If you ever try to do that to her again, I will kill you.” His words cut through her, burning with hatred and fear. Anger surged within her as she fought against him. She had never intended to hurt Stella, not once. The blame lay with the original owner of the body, not her. Why must she listen to these accusations? “I have no such intentions!” she shouted at his face, gasping to find breath. “Let me go!” Her foot lashed out, kicking him in the thigh, but he quickly pinned it down as well. Exhausted from her useless struggles, Eleanore realized she had to gather her strength and then perhaps bite off some skin from his handsome face. “You are just an obsessed man,” she snarled. “You don’t know how to treat a woman. You’re killing her!” Before she could finish, Caelestis silenced her with a violent grip around her throat. His hand tightened around her neck, cutting off her breath. Her wrists were free, but now her neck was caught, and every breath became a struggle. Panic surged through her as she struggled to find, her nails digged deep into at his arm in a desperate attempt to free herself. Caelestis’ true nature had finally appeared in front of Eleanore, and it scared her. She had already been afraid of him, but now the fear felt like it was gripping her very soul. Note: This is a dark fantasy romance novel. A war between Love and Obsession.

In the early days of the Qing dynasty, the last great empire of China, a love that was never meant to be shook the throne. Bai Haofeng—a man of no title, no wealth, nothing but devotion—dared to love the emperor’s daughter. Against all laws, against all consequences, he took her hand and ran. But love was not enough to fight fate. They were hunted, torn apart, and branded as traitors. Yet, from that forbidden love, a child was born. Longzhuang. A child unlike any other. Born with one crimson eye and one jade green, he was feared from the moment he opened his eyes. The people called him cursed. A demon-born. A sign of disaster. But Bai Haofeng saw the truth—his son was meant for something far greater. Because Longzhuang was not just a man. He was something far older, far more powerful. A soul that had lived a thousand lives. Each time he was reborn, he forgot. But his body remembered. His power could not be erased—the ability to summon storms, command fire, bend nature itself. And when his rage grew too great, when his human form could no longer hold him—his true self would awaken. Because Longzhuang was not just a man. He was a dragon. And he saw what others could not. The past. The present. The future. Through eyes that were feared and hated, he glimpsed destiny before it could unfold. He saw love before it arrived. He saw betrayal before it struck. He saw death before it came. Yet, no matter how many times he watched fate weave its threads, he had never been able to cut them. Because even a dragon could not escape fate. The Red String had already tied him to her. Chun Guiying—a woman the world called a courtesan. A woman owned by others. A woman he could never claim. But the moment their eyes met, the string tightened. She was bound to him, as he was bound to her. Yet, love had never been kind to those who defied fate. Just as his father’s love shattered an empire, Longzhuang’s love could bring ruin to everything. Now, enemies lurk in the shadows, the past threatens to repeat, and fate has begun to tighten its grip. Will Longzhuang finally break the curse that has followed him for lifetimes? Or will history repeat once more? ---

Being the only human in a school full of supernatural beings is hard. But being fated to the son of the Alpha your father killed? That’s a death sentence. ******** Carnemore Academy was never meant for someone like Claire: the daughter of a head hunter who used to kill supernaturals in the past. But when the peace treaty between hunters and supernaturals start to crack, she’s sent straight to the heart of danger— a school where everyone hates her and wants her dead. No one despises her more than Zane Wolfe Ravenscroft, her mate and the son of the Alpha her father murdered. And then there’s Caius Valerius, a vampire prince who should hate her just as much, only he doesn’t. And Lorien Feyrune, the Fae prince with a shattered heart and dangerous obsession. As Claire navigates the dangers of Carnemore and her complex relationships, more secrets about her father is revealed. Now, she must choose. Duty or desire? Family or fate? Love or survival? Because in Carnemore, secrets are deadlier than silver bullets. And some bonds were never meant to be broken. ************* Claire barely had time to catch her breath before Zane was in front of her, his golden eyes locked onto hers like a predator closing in on its prey. “Why are you all over the place with Caius?” He asked. Claire crossed her arms, forcing herself to hold his gaze. “Because he’s my friend,” she said, though the moment the words left her lips, she saw the way Zane’s jaw tensed. “Friend?” He took a step closer, the space between them shrinking to nothing. She swallowed. “Why do you care?” His lips curled into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “You can’t have friends.” Claire’s breath hitched. “Why?” Zane leaned in, his voice a whisper against her skin. “Because you’re mine.” Her stomach flipped, her nails digging into her palms. “You rejected me,” she reminded him, her throat tightening around the words. “You didn’t want me, remember?” “That doesn’t change anything.” Her heart pounded. “It changes everything.” He reached up, brushing his fingers against her jaw, tilting her chin so she couldn’t look away. “You don’t get it, do you?” His voice was softer now, but no less dangerous. “You’re my toy, Claire.” His thumb grazed her bottom lip, sending a shiver down her spine. “And I’m the only one who gets to play with you.” ************ This book is rated 18+. Fantasy Romance Morally Grey ML Smut Bullying Violence No Reverse Harem

Alpha Lucian always believed in loyalty- to his pack, to tradition, and to the sacred mate bond gifted by the Moon Goddess. But when he finds his fated mate is not the man he has loved for years, his world begins to crumble. Aiden has been his everything- his heart, his strength, the one person who sees him beyond the title of Alpha. Yet the bond demands he claim another, a woman he barely knows but cannot reject without devastating consequences. If Lucian refuses to complete the mate bond, he risks the wrath of the Moon Goddess herself- a punishment that will not only destroy him but drag his entire pack into ruin. But staying means betraying the only person who has ever truly owned his heart. Aiden refuses to be a shadow in Lucian’s life, a secret buried beneath duty and obligation. How much longer can he endure loving a man who is bound to another? As the mating ceremony looms and fate tightens its grip, Lucian is faced with the ultimate choice-- obey destiny or defy the mate bond and risk everything. But the Moon Goddess sees all, and defying her comes with a price no one is ready to pay… Will love be strong enough to shatter fate? Or will duty and destiny tear them apart forever?

"Young people often fall for the wrong people, and I guess my wrong person was you." Morana, a young lady, who was treated cruely by her family, unwanted by the society, was assassinated by her husband and her supposed step-sister. "Even if I had to crawl out of the depths of hell, I would return. I would make them pay for every lie, every betrayal, every moment of agony they had inflicted on me. And when I did, they would know the full weight of my wrath." Those were her last words before she succumbed to darkeness. But she never expected to be given a second chance at life. "Three hundred and sixty-five days. That is the time you have to carry out your revenge. If you succeed, your soul will be free to move on. But if you fail..." My throat tightened. "If I fail?" The being’s glow darkened, and its voice echoed with finality. "You will cease to exist. Your soul will turn to dust and vanish, leaving no trace of you in any realm." What happens after she exhaust one year, even if she succeed in seeking revenge?

In the heart of WWII-occupied Southern France, the village of Saint-Céleste harbors secrets that are as old as its cobbled streets. Amidst the shadows of war, Élodie Marchand, a young botanist turned Resistance courier, navigates a world on the brink of collapse—where survival is as much about hiding truths as it is about fighting for freedom. When an Allied plane crashes near her village, Élodie’s life is irrevocably changed. She discovers Liam Hart, a wounded British SOE agent, buried amidst the wreckage, and in the chaos of war, a fragile bond forms between them. As the Gestapo’s tightening grip threatens to expose them all, Élodie faces a choice that could destroy her: remain loyal to her Resistance comrades, or protect the man who has become more than just a mission. Luc, her childhood friend and a fierce leader in the Resistance, returns from a dangerous mission, and his suspicion of Élodie’s growing attachment to Liam threatens not only their friendship but the delicate balance of their resistance efforts. Torn between duty, loyalty, and a longing for a life beyond the war, Élodie must navigate the shifting sands of love, betrayal, and survival. In a world where every decision is a matter of life or death, Élodie will learn that sometimes the hardest choices are the ones that come from the heart.

A thousand years ago, the Hero of the Eclipse sealed away the Perfect Lifeforms, ending their reign of terror. But in his final battle, both he and his legendary sword, Cosmos, vanished from history. Now, with the rise of the Neo Arcane Dominion, the world teeters on the brink of chaos once more. In a quiet village, a young waitress named Stella has long abandoned her childhood belief in legends. To her, heroes don’t return—they fade away. But when a mysterious swordsman named Hugo arrives, wielding Cosmos itself, everything she thought she knew is thrown into question. With enemies lurking in the shadows and a past that refuses to stay buried, Hugo and Stella are thrust into a battle far greater than either of them could have imagined. As the Dominion tightens its grip, a single question remains: Is Hugo the hero the world has been waiting for—or something else entirely?

The footsteps sounded closer, and closer, and closer, until he faintly heard Siri's voice welcoming someone into the house, but before he could open his eyes to see who it was, he felt a large hand gripping his neck, his legs were locked tightly between much larger ones, and, he felt the cold metal of a gun placed directly on his...gun. Zeno quickly opened his eyes from instincts, ready to fight off his attacker, but the moment he did so, he was met with mesmerizing dark grey orbs, staring dangerously at him. The face of his attacker was too close, he couldn't make out his features, but he knew they were sharp, even from a closed look. He didn't bother fighting, he didn't want to lose his junior member down there, and his Nana still expected grandchildren from him. He couldn't disappoint her. "Who. Are. You?" The voice of his attacker was so deep, dark, and commanding. Zeno was a fighter, but he felt a chill run down his spine from the sound of the voice. The hand around Zeno's neck tightened, but he endured it, he was a fighter. Judging by his attacker's looks and actions of confidence, this was his boss. ~~~ After losing his parents and being faced with an unbelievable medical bill, Zeno Evander finds himself working as a Manny for a mysterious Billionaire, but it doesn't last long; after almost being killed by the Mafia billionaire, Zeno swore never to return to that place again. But after a week of escaping the Mafia billionaire, Zeno finds himself kidnapped and Blackmailed into signing a year's contract as the Mafia's Manny and bodyguard. Could Zeno escape his evil and monstrous boss? Or would he be consumed by him? Consumed by the forbidden passion he felt build up between them? Would he risk his life just to experience the burn of forbidden love? After the betrayal from his family, ex-wife, and friend five years ago, Sebastian Orion became a totally different being. He became cold, aloof, and dangerous as he rose to become the most feared Mafia king of the underworld, and everyone who heard his name shivered from fear. He distrusted everyone and hated any form of human relationships, building a thick wall around himself. But, not until his son's manny came into the picture. Zeno irritated him in every way, he hated the mere sight of his bodyguard and would have chosen to kill him if not for the sake of his son. Sebastian always tried to push Zeno away by treating him in the lowest way possible. But when the contract was coming to an end, were his feelings still the same? Or did he suddenly realize that it wasn't only his son that needed Zeno? ~~~ "What are you waiting for? Leave!" Sebastian snarled bitterly. He would have to speak with Butler Nicole to find out why he brought back this stupid clown to his house. He had just returned from yet another trip, just to find this nuisance in his house again. He hated Zeno so much; he was classless and looked extremely dangerous to be near his son; who knew if he was sent as a snitch by an enemy? "I'm sorry, boss, but I can't," Zeno said and stood his ground. Leaving would mean he wanted his Nana to die; no, he'd rather stay here and take all punches that came his way; he was used to it. "What?!" Sebastian couldn't believe that such stupid people were still existing in the world. "I can't leave," Zeno repeated.

“She’ll make a fine doppelgänger for my daughter. She can pass as the fake princess. Well done, Dimitri.” The king's words hit Fiona like a physical blow, shattering the illusion of a fairytale. The ballroom, once a place of glittering dreams, now felt like a suffocating trap. He’d bought her. Trained her. Used her. All this time, the stolen glances, the whispered promises, the tender touches—it was a lie. A calculated deception. Her gaze, burning with betrayal, locked onto Dimitri’s. How could he? His eyes, usually warm and reassuring, were now cold and distant, fixed on the king with a chilling intensity. A knot of dread tightened in her stomach. Fiona, a young girl, is sold off to Dimitri, a prince who rejected his title, where she is trained to become a doppelgänger to the cursed princess. They’ve never seen face to face, but with the prince from the top kingdom coming to marry his betrothed princess, Fiona and the princess must find a way to break the curse while Fiona pretends to be the princess. When Fiona finds that her parents were involved, she has to uncover the secrets behind her parents death, the princess curse and her role in all of it. But what happens when Fiona falls in love with both Prince Eric and Dimitri, and things don't go according to plan?

Hello! My name is Aman Vasuki. I belong to the Royal Family of Vasuki Clan which is the Clan of Shapeshifting Serpents. Currently, I am working as a caretaker of a human boy named Mei Wei. Why? Because I am going to kill his father…. Aman's life was like a dream. He belonged to the Royal Family of a Clan of Shapeshifting Serpents. He had a loving family, supportive friends and riches of the world. All in all, he lived a dream like life. But one day this dream got shattered… On the night of blood moon, when he was stripped off his powers, four humans ruined him. They took what was most precious to him…. But, now he is back to get his revenge on the very people that snatched his world from him. But why does Mei Wang's son always give him a look which is filled with love? And why does his heart suddenly start feeling calm when he is close to Mei Wei? Excerpt: The cold wind was blowing with a swoosh sound. The area was dead silent despite four people being there and a fifth pair of eyes looking at them. Aman's upper human body was glistening with a little sweat, Meanwhile his lower body was turned into a fiery red snake's. The golden pattern on it shining under the moonlight. In this snake tail, he was holding a trembling human. He was trembling with fear of death. Aman brought him closer and looked at him closely. He turned back, his long red hair blowing with the wind, suddenly he laughed out loud but this laugh was not heartily but bone chilling, "I am so happy to see the fear of death in your eyes, SAGE SAETANG!" He laughed again, "I think this look of fear suits all three of you. You know, when I killed your friend Melvin he was even crying and even begging me to spare him. Unfortunately, death is inevitable. Is it not?" Aman asked Sage, as he brought him closer and rubbed his hair with his hand like a child. He was smiling but his eyes were filled with killing intent. The rub resulted in Sage's scalp becoming numb, he furiously nodded, "of course his pathetic twin brother did not fare any better. I did not get the feeling of originality, you know." Aman pouted, showing his dissatisfaction, "wailing and gaping like a fish out of water. He even offered me that he would give all of his properties to me? But what use could I have of that. This look of fear provides me with much satisfaction than any riches in the world." "And now, now the same look is in your eyes. I bet you can see death standing somewhere. But why are you not pleading? At least cry a little," Aman told Sage whose mouth was still sealed. Cold flashes in his eyes and he started tightening the coiling of his tail around Sage's body, "forget it. Do as you please. After all it's your own death. But don't blame me if Mei Wang cries louder and surpasses you when I kill him." He showed a smile that made Sage's stomach flip, "I can't wait anymore to kill-" "AMAN!!" The shout was loud enough but Aman could even feel the emotions hidden in it, shock, betrayal, disbelief and extreme hurt. His whole demeanour fell on the ground, he also changed back into a complete human. Sage also fell on the hard ground with him. Aman looked up and there he was. Standing in front of him was Mei Wei…. **** How would Mei Wei react? And will their relationship survive this? What did those four people do to destroy Aman's life? Why does he want to take revenge? Is it possible for 4 mere humans to ruin a supernatural being? Or someone entirely unexpected is the mastermind behind? Join me to witness Aman's Tale of Revenge and find out all the answers to all of your questions.... Warning:- This story contains mature scenes; explicit violence, death, rape, male pregnancy and torture. If you are not comfortable or you are underage please stay away. **Although in every mature themed chapter there is a warning and a minor friendly summary available. *the cover photo credit goes to @unlomio on twitter. Thanks @ImagineTishaD for helping me.*

Elaine Monroe never meant to fall in love with him. She never meant for her heart to betray her like this. But as she watches him stand beside another, hand resting on the waist of the woman he’s meant to be with, she wonders if she was always destined to be the outsider. "You knew," she says, voice barely above a whisper. "You knew how I felt." His jaw tightens, but he doesn’t deny it. He never does. "It wouldn’t have changed anything," he finally says. She laughs bitterly. "I know." Loving him was always impossible. He belonged to someone else. To his family’s expectations. To a future where Elaine had no place. "Forget whatever you think you feel," he tells her, voice firm, but there’s something unspoken in his eyes—something that makes it hurt even more. "It will never happen." And yet, his gaze lingers, just for a second too long. Then there’s her best friend—the one who stands beside her when the world turns its back. The one who sees her pain without asking. "You don’t have to do this to yourself," he says, handing her his jacket on a cold night. "You deserve more than waiting for someone who will never be yours." She wants to believe him. She wants to move forward. But some loves are impossible to forget. Some wounds never truly heal. And some desires, no matter how forbidden, refuse to die. _____ "loving him best decision i ever made" Elaine "you are my world"

Ça avait commencé de façon étrange : son chat refusait qu’il le caresse. Lin Qiushi découvrit rapidement que la discorde se répandait tout autour de lui. Puis, un jour, il poussa une porte et découvrit que son couloir, qu'il connaissait par coeur, était devenu un couloir sans fin. Aux deux extrémités de ce couloir se trouvaient douze portes en fer identiques. Il poussa l’une des portes. Ainsi, l’histoire commence.

Gabriel, a dominant omega, is caught up in a complex web of intrigue and danger at the royal court. After uncovering the truth about Olivier, a member of the royal family, and inciting a rebellion, he is marked by an unknown alpha. As the rebellion overthrows the old order, a new empire emerges, driven by a ruthless ruler whose rise Gabriel inadvertently enabled.Haunted by the weight of his actions, he flees from his family, his past, and the dangerous ties of the court. On the run, Gabriel must deal with shifting alliances, hidden enemies, and the growing power of the mysterious alpha whose mark he carries. As the empire's grip tightens and ghosts from his past resurface, he must decide whether to confront the forces threatening to engulf him—or risk losing himself completely in a world that regards him as either a pawn or a weapon.

[Finally… after a looooong time, I’m activated.] Alex’s grip tightened on his greatsword. “Who—or what—are you?” The light flickered, shifting like a sentient mist. [A warrior, clad in crimson steel. Strong, unwavering, and… oh, now this is interesting.] “I asked you a question,” Alex said, his voice firm. The presence circled him, its tone playful yet ancient. [I am many things, Red Knight. A guide. A weapon. A remnant of the past. But above all… I am your new companion.] Before Alex could react, the light surged forward, sinking into his armor. A rush of energy flooded his body, his very bones vibrating with a strange resonance. He staggered slightly as the voice resounded within his mind. [Let’s see what you’re made of, Alex Theodorix. The adventure is just beginning.]

In the world of Tanasma, mutants are no longer just an anomaly—they are a crisis. Once seen as the next step in evolution, they are now branded as threats, their very existence feared by humanity. The Mutant Treaty Act, enforced by the Capitol Patrol Guard (CPG), forces mutants into registration, stripping them of their autonomy, suppressing their powers, and marking them as second-class citizens. But as hatred festers, the oppression escalates—slavery, public executions, and brutal exterminations become the norm. Amidst the chaos, three factions emerge: those who resist, fighting for freedom at any cost; those who flee, seeking sanctuary beyond the reach of human rule; and those who surrender, hoping that compliance will earn them mercy. When Professor Aldric Langley—a man of wisdom and ambition—receives King Ivan of Gallanta’s royal decree, he dares to create something radical: Hall of M, a sanctuary where mutants can hone their powers and reclaim their dignity. But the dream of peace is fragile. Extremist groups like Purity Dawn seek to eradicate mutants entirely, while the CPG tightens its grip, branding Hall of M as a breeding ground for rebellion. In the heart of this war-torn world, a young mutant named Seraphina Vale rises. With silver hair and eyes that reflect her tormented past, she becomes the first student of Hall of M, standing at the crossroads of fate. Will she fight for coexistence, or will the endless persecution drive her into the arms of revolution? As the world spirals toward war, the question remains: Can mutants carve a place for themselves in a world that wants them erased? Or will they be forced to embrace their monstrous side to survive? The battle for identity, freedom, and the right to exist begins. MUTOSTERONE—a gripping tale of power, prejudice, and the cost of being different.

Amy, a typical New Yorker, has a life like a tightly - wound clock because of her busy job at the United Nations - precise yet exhausting. She is a person who is rational to the core. Superstitions about ghosts and gods, in her opinion, are like fairy tales for coaxing children, and sweet - talking is like cheap perfume, pungent and hypocritical. On that day, the heavy pressure of work made Amy feel breathless. She returned to her apartment where she lived alone, like a robot with its battery drained. Her only thought was to throw herself onto the bed and isolate herself from the whole world with the quilt. However, midnight, like a mysterious incantation, disrupted her plan. The old radio in the room cabinet made a strange beeping sound, and then a faint cry for help came: "Help... " Amy's heart suddenly tightened. Despite the mixture of fatigue and fear within her, her curiosity still made her ask the radio, "Who are you?" "I'm Tom. I'm being chased by a serial killer. I'm hiding in an abandoned warehouse. He'll find me soon... " The boy's voice was full of fear. Without the slightest hesitation, Amy immediately called the police. A rescue across time, of love and redemption, thus began.

What if the balance of the world depended on a single awakening? In the ancient land of Bathalumea, a once-mighty civilization now fractured by time and turmoil, whispers of a forgotten power begin to stir. Haraya, the fabled ability to shape reality itself, was long thought to be a myth, buried alongside the sovereign bloodlines that once wielded it. But Haraya was never truly gone—it only waited. Now, as a new age dawns, the power begins to resurface. Across the sacred grounds of Bathalan, through the storm-laden waves of the Bagyuna Ocean, and into the shadowed ruins of Gintara, the resurgence of Haraya sends ripples through a divided world. The balance between order and chaos begins to tip, drawing the attention of powerful factions who see in it the key to domination—or destruction. Among them, a descendant of the lost power emerges. Haunted by tragedy and driven by the dream of rebuilding what was lost, they find themselves entwined with Haraya’s awakening. But as the forces of greed, fear, and ambition converge, they must decide: will they wield Haraya to heal a broken world, or will it unravel under the weight of those who seek to claim it? From the volcanic heights of Kaluyara to the enchanted forests of Aralyon, and into the unfathomable depths of the Diwang Abyss, Bloodline: Sovereign’s Awakening weaves a tale of hope, sacrifice, and reckoning. As ancient powers clash and the threads of fate tighten, one truth becomes clear: the return of Haraya may save the world—or destroy it forever. "Bloodline: Sovereign’s Awakening" is a tale of reckoning and renewal, where a power lost to time could unite a fractured world—or be extinguished forever, leaving its promise unfulfilled.

The world has been ravaged by the Ten-Year War, leaving behind shattered ruins and a fragile order built on deception. As the Cult of Eternity tightens its grip on what remains of civilization, reality itself begins to crack—revealing echoes of a past that was never meant to return. Raiga, a warrior shaped by pain and loss, is hunted by those who whisper his name in fear. In his blood lies a secret long erased from history—something beyond human, something that should have never awakened. By his side is Liara, a rogue hacker and brilliant engineer, a survivor who fights with intellect and precision. Together, they navigate cybernetic wastelands, ruthless assassins, and hidden conspiracies that stretch beyond time itself. Yet, in the heart of the storm, a voice from the past haunts Raiga. “Save him before it’s too late.” The truth is buried in blood and fire. And its true heirs are ready to reclaim their fate.

Being a royal was demanding and yet being the Royal future king was far more demanding than his people imagined. The tenuous training, immensely growing power and rigorous studies hardly left any time for Eric to be a child. His abilities manifested when he was four years old making it impossible for him to normally relate with others. Eric knew she was going be a problem for him or even more than a problem. He didn't want to hurt her yet she was more than willing to hit him in physical and magical combat so he obliged her. A green eyed beauty who will take on boys older than herself as long as she can be on the Royal Guard turns the Creator's plans to motion. She has been shunned, undermined and neglected yet her spirit is blazing. Her gift is rare and feared yet she's unafraid and proud. Lighters were often unable to control their gifts, known for hurting those around them when they exploded with emotion. Most lighters blocked their gift and retained use of their defensive gift. Years later... Reina used both her gifts to make it to the Guard and being female in a male dominated guard meant she fought harder and dirty to keep up. To make things worse the future king was her training partner. He was beyond powerful and she wasn't sure she wanted to burn his gorgeous body... ******EXCERPT****** Her scent had changed into something intoxicating, addictive, threatening to everything I treasured. Reina was my partner, best friend and yet I wanted more. "I'm not yours Eric…" she whispered as I inhaled her scent and kissed her neck. "You don't believe that," I murmured as I brought my lips closer to her mouth she was glowing, trembling as I grabbed her pony tail and let it loose. she gasped at my audacity giving me the chance I needed. I claimed her mouth pushing her against the wall. Arms tightened around my back as I deepened the kiss. I placed a hand on her bare waist and a blast of heat consumed me. she moaned deep in her throat as I brought her hips closer to mine. You're mine Reina, only mine. I drawled against her neck.

[Trigger Warning: Mature Content] They say the Silvermoonlight Masquerade changes fates. It did for Lydia Ashford too, but she lost more than she gained. In a world where strength defines worth, she was wolfless, but she refused to be weak. With beauty that shimmered like stardust in the midnight sky and a mind as sharp as a dagger, Lydia was a name spoken with both awe and envy. But admiration was never enough. She forged her own path, honing her combat skills, proving her intelligence, and standing beside Theodore Sinclair, the Alpha’s son, through every challenge. If she could not shift, she would rise in every other way. The Masquerade should have been another step toward securing her future. Yet fate had other plans. One sip of wine. One moment of weakness. One stranger’s touch. And everything she built turned to ash. The man she trusted turned his back on her. The pack that once praised her cast her aside. And the child growing inside her became her only reason to survive. Banished. Forgotten. A name only whispered in shame. Yet, Lydia did not break, she endured. Five years later, she returns—not as the girl they discarded, but as a woman ready to reclaim her life. But fate is not done with her. Because the man who marked her as his? The one who unknowingly fathered her child? He’s standing right in front of her. And this time, he’s not letting her go. ...... The glass hovered near her lips.  "Drink," Nickolas commanded, his voice rough with hunger.  Lydia obeyed, parting her lips as the rich, red liquid flowed onto her tongue. But before she could swallow, his mouth was on hers—hot, demanding, merciless.  The wine spilled between them, sliding over her lips, down her chin. But he didn’t stop. He deepened the kiss, his tongue sweeping inside, stealing the taste straight from her mouth, devouring every shaky breath she tried to take.  By the time he pulled away, she was trembling.  His fingers tilted the glass. A slow trickle of wine spilled onto her collarbone, rolling between her breasts, gliding down her stomach.  The moment the first drop touched her skin, his mouth followed.  His lips grazed the delicate curve of her neck before he dragged his tongue along the slick trail of wine, chasing every drop as it slipped between her breasts. His teeth scraped her skin, and before she could react, he latched onto her, sucking deep, his tongue flicking and teasing before his mouth sealed around her hardened peak.  Lydia arched beneath him, her hands fisting into the sheets as heat coiled low in her stomach.  "Nickolas," she gasped, her voice breathless, desperate.  He groaned against her skin, his grip tightening on her waist as he sucked harder, the wet heat of his mouth sending pleasure pulsing through her veins. He alternated between sharp, aching nips and long, slow strokes of his tongue, drawing soft moans from her lips. "Messy," he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction as he pulled back just enough to watch her squirm beneath him. His fingers traced the path the wine had taken, slow, possessive.  Then his lips brushed lower, over her navel, his breath a sinful caress against her heated skin.  He smirked against her. "I thought your laughter was the most beautiful sound to my ears…" His fingers slid between her thighs, teasing, coaxing, pushing her to the edge without giving her what she needed.  Then, with a slow, deliberate bite against her inner thigh, he whispered, "Until I heard your moans."  A sharp gasp escaped her lips as he kissed her again, his hands gripping her hips, holding her right where he wanted.  "Nickolas," she whimpered.  He chuckled darkly, his lips trailing back up her body, lingering at her throat before he spoke against her ear. "I could get drunk off you."  Lydia swallowed, her body burning, her thoughts unraveling.  But deep down, she already knew—she was the one drowning. 

In a world where monsters walk among men, hidden behind human faces, the Grimms have long stood as the last line of defense. But for Aldric Vael, being a Grimm was never a choice—it was a curse he was born into and a destiny he was abandoned to. As a child, Aldric’s parents, both legendary Grimms, were imprisoned by the Elderkind Dominion, a secretive order that seeks to control the balance between humans and the monstrous Veydir. To protect him, they left him behind, alone and hunted. Surviving on sheer instinct, Aldric roamed the wilds until an old Grimm found him and forged him into a warrior. Now, years later, Aldric has uncovered the truth—his mother escaped captivity and has been searching for him. But she is not the only one looking. The Dominion has resurfaced, tightening its grip on the world, while powerful Veydir factions like the Blackfang Pact and the Hollowborn Cult conspire in the shadows. Worse still, supernatural beings long thought to be myths—the Forgotten Ones—are awakening, bringing chaos in their wake. Armed with more than just the ability to see the Veydir, Aldric wields forgotten Grimm powers: the Veil Sight to glimpse hidden truths, the Blood Awakening that grants him terrifying strength, and the Echo of the Ancestors, allowing him to channel the skills of Grimms long past. But even with these gifts, he is still just one man against a world that wants him dead. To uncover the fate of his parents and break the cycle of war between Grimms and Veydir, Aldric must walk the fine line between hunter and hunted. But as enemies close in from all sides, one question remains—will he reclaim his legacy or be consumed by the darkness he fights?

Claire Reed thought she married the man of her dreams, Evander Kensington, but she had no idea that their marriage was built on a lie; a family vow that trapped him by her side. His heart, however, belonged to another woman, his white lotus. No matter how hard Claire tried to win Evander’s love, he only grew colder, and his family treated her like she didn’t exist. When she lost their unborn child, Claire’s world shattered. She wanted to see Evander, but he didn't bother to check on her. Instead, he went to meet that white lotus. Unable to bear the betrayal, she decided to free Evander from this marriage, leaving behind a letter and divorce papers, claiming she now had someone else she loved! ~~~~ "You’re mine, and I’ll never let you go!” he declared, his voice dark with possessiveness. “But I don’t want you anymore! You can have Susan—I’m now in love with someone else!” Claire shot back, her words sharp and final. "You can't be with anyone. Do you even know how sleepless nights I've without you?" Evander's hold on her tightened. "I'll see how you become some else when I'll claim you," he pronounced before crashing his lips on her.