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[MATURE CONTENT] In her previous life, Luciana disguises herself as Prince Nicholas’ bride to kill him and avenge the death of her family after he massacred them and made her an orphan. She had never in her wildest dreams expected that the prince she hated to death and the soldier she was madly in love with would be the same person. “You came here yourself to be my bride, and since we are now married, you belong to me! You are not allowed to think of leaving me!” Prince Nicholas growls. But she could never forgive him; she hated his forcefulness and vowed never to be his. In her quest for revenge, she not only hated Nicholas to death but was blinded by hatred and fell into the trap of Lady Evelyn and Dominic and became a sinner. In the end, she was also framed for killing her own son. In this life, she promised to live for herself; she would use her magical talents and make all of them pay! But can Luciana forget her hatred for Prince Nicholas and stay by his side when he is the monster that slayed her family in cold blood? In this life, will his love conquer the hatred she had for him? What happens when Luciana finds out their entanglement was already set in stone Two thousand years ago? ****** Nicholas, a ruthless and powerful prince of Gloryland, finds out a heart-shattering truth after avenging his mother, who had been defiled and nearly lost her sanity over the traumatic incident. The girl he loves is the daughter of the man he has hated since he was a child. Imagine his surprise when the same woman becomes his bride. He will keep her by his side even if she hates him to death! There was a thin line between love and hate anyway. ****** Welcome to the Windermere continent, where every royal receives a magical ability on your tenth birthday. A magical ability that is special to only you. Some examples of magical gifts are seeing into the future, the gift of disguise, supernatural strength, and gifts of healing; some people can also command the natural elements at will, and some people are blessed with extraordinary beauty. Imagine being born with all the gifts. Join Luciana as she navigates through revenge, her special ability, and a forbidden love.

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] The Emperor’s runaway brides have formed a rebel group of scantily clad beauties trained in honey trap techniques. Delphi Chastain is their leader, a fiery beauty with a big axe to grind and a dream of freedom she’s willing to die for. EXTRACT: ““Kiss me baby?” she breathed in her best babydoll voice. “Are you sure?” he growled. She nodded, fluttering her pretty green eyes at him. He didn’t have to be asked twice. Alton pinned her arms above her head and kissed her roughly with all of the force of the desire he was feeling. Three, two, one! she counted in her head. She bit his lip at the same time as she brought her knee up as hard as she could and kneed the man in the groin. He grunted with pain and fell sideways off her, clutching his bollocks. She leapt to her feet and sprinted off, picking up her belongings on the way past. “Thanks for saving me Commander,” she called cheerily at him as she ran away. “Sorry about the crown jewels, but I’m not going back to the palace, so I don’t need them.” Post-WW3 there’s just the Island, and it’s ruled by the Emperor. It’s back to the good old days of polygamy and keeping women covered and chaperoned. The Emperor has raised Delphi and seven other gorgeous girls in the palace to join his harem, training and surgically enhancing them, like treats in a fantasy smorgasbord. But the girls escape and sail off the Island to the uninhabited Mainland, now overrun by mutant tubiàn beasts created as weapons during the War. Hot on their tails are the Emperor’s Honour Guard. Delphi leads the Girls over, under (^_-), and through the enemy, as they battle and tame beasts and men in their struggle to build an army to take down the Empire. Can the girls survive on their own on the Mainland and build a rebel army? Are there any trustworthy men, or are they all the same? Can the Guards resist the charms of the warrior girls? Do they want to? #enemiestolovers #sexywarrior #r18 #smut #post-apocalypse #war #action #fastpaced #scifi #betrayal #revenge #beast taming #battleofthesexes

[Konten Dewasa] Menolong Fae yang terluka di dalam hutan ternyata bukan rencana Islinda, dan yang lebih buruk, dia adalah bangsawan, Pangeran Valerie dari pengadilan musim panas, pewaris dan pangeran mahkota takhta Astaria. Tapi, manusia selalu waspada terhadap makhluk dari dunia lain itu, sementara Fae memandang rendah manusia, menganggap mereka sebagai makhluk yang lebih rendah. Islinda dan pangeran berasal dari dunia yang berbeda, namun itu tidak menghentikan mereka untuk saling jatuh cinta. Sayangnya, Pangeran Valerie tidak bisa tinggal di ranah manusia selamanya dan harus kembali ke kerajaannya dengan janji untuk kembali mencari Islinda. Dan dia percaya padanya. Namun, yang datang justru yang lain. Gelap, murung, kejam namun berbahaya tampan, semua orang takut pada Pangeran Aldric. Meskipun sebagai prajurit yang tangguh dan putra dari raja Astaria, Aldric ditolak haknya atas takhta dan dikutuk agar tidak pernah mengambil tempatnya karena warisan gelapnya. Terganggu dari dalam dan kelaparan atas kasih sayang, Pangeran Aldric melakukan apa yang ia kuasai, menyebabkan kesengsaraan. Dia menangkap Islinda - wanita yang telah menarik perhatian saudaranya. Dia mencurinya dari rumahnya untuk tujuan kejamnya. Jika dia tidak bisa mempunyai takhta, setidaknya dia bisa bermain-main dengan kekasih saudaranya. Hadiah barunya. Islinda membencinya. Membencinya karena telah mengambil segalanya yang mungkin bisa dia miliki dengan pangeran musim panas. Dia adalah sang penjahat. Sekarang dia telah terseret ke tengah-tengah politik kotor yang dimainkan di pengadilan Astaria, belum lagi bertahan dari permainan dingin yang dimainkan oleh pangeran. Tapi, semua harapan belum hilang karena pangeran kejam itu bisa saja menggodanya sepuasnya tetapi dia tidak akan pernah mendapatkan satu hal yang paling ia inginkan. Untuk dicintai. Dia tidak akan pernah memiliki hatinya! Atau, bisakah dia? ________ "Apa yang bisa kau tawarkan padaku, manusia kecil," Dia tersenyum, lambat dan kejam. Dia akan menjadi mainan yang mengagumkan. "Tolong," Dia memohon, air mata mulai berkumpul di matanya, "Biarkan aku pergi." "Baik," Dia mengangkat bahu seolah itu permintaan yang mudah, "Kamu bisa pergi." "A-apa?" Dia bersuara serak, sulit untuk percaya. "Manusia kecil, kamu akan mengetahui pikiranku sangat mudah berubah." Kata-kata itu terdengar penuh belas kasihan namun dia bisa merasakan ancaman di bawahnya. Tapi, apakah dia benar-benar serius? Islinda tidak tinggal diam untuk mengetahuinya saat dia berlari cepat. Jika ada kesempatan sekecil apapun dia akan mengubah pikirannya, maka dia akan mengambilnya. Dia belum menyerah harapan. Dia tidak tahu mengapa, tetapi Islinda melirik ke belakang setelah beberapa waktu dan darahnya membeku melihat apa yang datang. Oh tidak, dia baru saja membuat kesalahan yang mengerikan. Ini bukanlah kebebasan. Itu adalah perburuan. Dan dia baru saja menjadi buruan. _________ Catatan: Ini adalah buku fantasi gelap dan pemeran pria merupakan penjahat, jadi jangan harapkan romansa yang lembut. Apa yang diharapkan? Kematian, kekerasan, ketegangan seksual yang kental, dan adegan eksplisit. Juga, ini bukan harem terbalik. Istana sihir hadiah = 5 bab bonus! Ayo, mari kita melakukan perburuan liar!

(WSA 2025 ENTRY) Betrayed, rejected and humiliated in front of the council and seven kingdoms, Dahlia stood between life and death. Her mate, Prince Damian, had rejected her during their mating ritual and she had till sunrise to find a mate or she would be bound to Hades- the god of death. While Damian celebrated his engagement to her sister, Gwendyln, Dahlia was slowly dying. The sun was about to rise and no man was interested in mating with a rejected human girl. It was too late and she was bound to Hades for eternity. Fate throws an opportunity to Dahlia and she wakes up in the body of a girl that had drowned in the Cyre river several weeks ago. She had been given a second chance at life but at the cost of the souls of the people that had killed her and many others. ~~ "You're mine. Every single part of you yearns for me" he whispered against the nape of my neck. "I want you to crave my touch. Your insides will  throb at the sound of my voice" he growled as he sucked on my bare skin. "I'd rather die" I spat. "Death will never stop me" he boasted aloud. "I'll bring you back again so I can reclaim you till every inch of you belongs to me"....... Hey loves, this is my first book and I'm competing in WSA. I'm pretty nervous and would be extremely grateful if you support me.. Feel free to stalk me IG/Facebook: @Zee's Archive email: Autumnfever12@gmail.com

[Matured Content] In a world of gods and Faes. Isadora Skaldwood was born a Fae but of impure blood “mannfae” deemed an inferior creation of the olden gods. Yet at birth she was kissed by the goddess of life and blessed with the ability of a skin weaver, capable of healing any wound or affliction. Betrayed by her family, she's sold for gain, shipped across the world to a brothel, into the hands of a selfish businessman who exploited her abilities for years. Travelers come to this brothel not to lay with the rumored mannfae but to seek her abilities. But then everything changed when “He” appeared… Kraven Val Thrond, widely known as “The Reaper," a terrifying warrior feared by those who dared speak his name. Dangerously handsome, a presence identical to the god of death, silver eyes like the crescent moon—but a mind dipped in madness. Isadora despises him, not just for stealing her away, but for thrusting her into his world of blood and chaos. He’s insane! But that’s only the cherry on top, his obsession is wicked. But when he touches her, mix emotions and desires stirs, can a madman feel something? Of course not! He's more inclined to kill her than succumb to his desires. He has this "Thirst" and it triggers mostly toward her. Just a kiss is a clear invitation toward death and when he touches her... she might greet the god of death soon. Have the gods damned her again? They had thrown a Dark Fae toward her way who's obsessed with owning her soul. But in life, only a mate can claim another soul. ~ (Excerpt) "What do you even want from me?" Isadora asked, this time more desperate. "The answer to that question, love," he leaned more until their lips almost touched. "I really wish there was one," he murmured, before crashing his lips against hers. Sparks surged through her in waves, but she bit his lip, hard enough to draw blood. The action seemed to make him stop and she pushed away from him. Kraven licked his lips, amused and a maddening look in his eyes. "Go away!" she yelled at him, tears almost building in her eyes. Why was he making her feel this way? Hatred burned through her veins and yet torn between this was an undeniable pull. "I will, love.." he replied with a dangerous edge to his tone and an eerily glow to his silver eyes. "If you can outrun me, first..." he added, taking a step closer and she instinctively took one back. "Run, Isadora..." he growled, his voice raw and animalistic, like a beast on the verge of unleashing wrath. "...run!" ~ A/N: This is Dark Romance, don't expect a sweet ML! Extra Tags: #darkromance #slowburn #blood&gore #morallygreyML #medieval #warriors The cover is mine!

Exo-Arcana Online—better known as EAO—has taken the world by storm. This next-generation VR MMORPG is a global phenomenon, praised for its breathtakingly immersive world, high-intensity combat, and cutting-edge AI-driven NPCs, monsters, and bosses that rival human intellect. With a vast array of classes, weapons, and endless strategic possibilities, EAO has drawn in over 100 million players worldwide, cementing its status as the ultimate VR experience. Yet, amidst this ever-expanding digital battlefield, our story follows Akito Hoshigane, a second-year high schooler and MMORPG enthusiast who walks the path of the Rogue Anti-Hero. Known by the alias "Hoshigari", he has conquered countless MMORPGs, mastered every melee class, defeated the strongest foes, wiping out PK's (Player Killers) with ease, outplaying entire guilds & clans, and leaving only whispers of his legend behind—a shadow among the elite, feared but unknown. However, for Akito, victory has lost its thrill. Every game, every challenge—completed, conquered, and soon forgotten. None have truly tested his limits. Until now. His next conquest: Exo-Arcana Online. A fusion of fantasy and technology, where players carve their own destinies, forge reputations in any way they desire, and pursue absolute freedom. But this time, Akito knows one thing for certain— He won’t survive as a Rogue Anti-Hero forever, especially in this game where VR MMORPG doesn't even reach it's peak. So... this time... he tried to be different. And he didn't even know... that a classmate of his... found out his secret...

#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!'

[Warning: Mature Content R18+] The taste of forbidden love is the sweetest agony!! They were fucking right. I, Frery Kane was whipped and captivated by a Lycan Shifter from the Bay Shifter pack in Paradise Bay. Drawn to him like a moth to a flame, an irresistible pull I couldn’t deny. Alpha Tor Gale, a Lycan Shifter of unparalleled strength, only of his kind, his blood as intoxicating as ambrosia, his presence a temptation, I couldn’t escape. He made me crave more than I should or was allowed. In Paradise Bay, Vampires and Shifters are bound by ancient laws, their rivalry etched into the marrow of our existence. To meet him was to defy centuries of hatred; to love him was to risk everything. Each secret meeting was a dance with death, a betrayal of the Paradise Vampire Coven, and a rebellion against the laws that chained us. But Tor was my forbidden desire, my beautiful torment, and my greatest weakness. I knew the cost of this love, a love that could ignite war and destroy us both. But how could I resist the one thing that made my immortal heart beat once more? Excerpt from Alpha Tor's POV: “So you’ve been following me,” Tor’s deep growl echoed in the icy cavern. His golden eyes caught the flicker of torchlight. His breath misted in the freezing air, curling like smoke between them. “What gave me away?” I responded my voice as low, deep, and steady. Tor laughed a deep rumble that shook the cavern walls. “You reek of desperation. Do you think I didn’t notice your scent clinging to the trees? Are your footprints melting the frost? What is it, vampire? What do you want from me?” My jaw clenched and my gaze didn’t waver. “Your blood,” I taunted as my voice was laced with coldness to see if he could be threatened by my words. “Your kind is... intoxicating. Forbidden. I can’t stop myself.” I expected him to cover but he stepped forward and responded “If it’s my blood you want,” he murmured, his voice low and teasing, “then come closer and take what you need” The words struck me like lightning, and a fiery heat surged through my veins. My beast clawed at my control, drawn to him in a way that defied logic. His gaze held mine, and for the first time in my life, I didn’t know whether to run or to stay. ___________________________________________________________________________________________ In the end, they called me a betrayer. A traitor to the Paradise Vampire Coven. But how could I hold back when I had tasted something far sweeter than immortality? Alpha Tor was my forbidden fruit, the Lycan Shifter Alpha who defied everything I was taught to hate. But when I surged forward, ready to face anyone who dared stand between us, fate revealed the old prophecy hidden in Hanka Island. Alpha Tor wasn’t just my lover, he was my lifetime mate, our bond blessed by the ancient magic of Hanka Island itself. And our love was not meant to follow the rules, it was meant to break them.

Anger issues was never a problem for Rio, but how can he say that after he swiped away his system in anger when the crystallization began on earth. With portals popping up and monster storming out of them how can Rio be expected not get angry at his lack of a level up tool. Armed with just an axe, as the days go by, Rio has a rapidly building peeve against his never present system and the last virtue on his list is tolerance. "System" "......... " "System" "...….." "Grrrrr!! Grrrr!!" With loud menacing growls the wolf like creatures approached, but Rio was busy looking for what spot in the room had better connection and would let him access his system. "If you guys don't shut up, I'll kill you." Normally, worlds undergoing crystallization should be struggling to get stronger and survive the brutal process but on earth it is different as they are rather focused on pleasing their brutal and unforgiving Tyrant

HEED MY ADVICE, TO ALL WHO WILL LISTEN, THE FURY OF A WOMAN WHO LIVES ON REVENGE, EVEN IN THE FACE OF DEATH, IS A RECKONING THAT SPARES NO ONE. The Dukedom Heiress Luella Van-Rensselaer thought that by doing everything her family needed, she would have the beautiful and loving family she had always wanted. However, she ends up getting betrayed by her own twin sister and her fiancé. Having gotten fed up with her family and how badly they had put her through, Luella wishes for death, which her sister gives to her as she ends up dying in the hands of her sister and fiancé. Finally, finding the peace she had always wanted, she wakes up to when she was eighteen (18) years old as the funeral service of her father. And now filled with nothing but rage and memories of her past, she now aims to destroy the entire dukedom with its name. The Van-Rensselaer dukedom will end WITH her and BY her. ~+~ A MAN WHO LOVES HIS WOMAN WITH NO POWER OR WEALTH IS NOTHING BUT A DREAMER; BUT A MAN WHO LOVES HIS WOMAN WITH POWER AND WEALTH IS A PROTECTOR, WORTHY TO BE BY HER SIDE. And that was what Grand Duke Ozed Rhinelander was. A man who went to war for his woman, accumulated wealth for his woman, lives for his woman. And he would kill for his woman. When Luella decides to take revenge on her family, she goes to one person she fully trusts. ~+~ ~Fragment~ "Do you want this?" His voice was low, almost a growl, but there was a hint of something else beneath — something that made her heart skip a beat. She swallowed hard, her throat dry. The question hung in the air between them, heavy and tangible. "I… I don't know," She finally answered, her voice barely above a whisper. His lips curled into a smirk, a slow, dangerous smile that sent shivers down her spine. "Liar" he murmured, his voice a deep rumble that vibrated through her. "You want this. You want me." She opened her mouth to protest, to deny it, but he didn't give her a chance. His hand shot out, gripping her chin roughly, forcing her to look up at him. "Do you want me to prove it?" He asked, his voice dripping with challenge. ~+~ Tags: #Revenge #Strongfemalelead, #norape, #reincarnation, #Fakeidentity, #EdwardianEra, #VampireRomance #Smut #Supernaturalpowers #magic #darkfantasy #long-distance pining (The main characters are aware of each other's feelings but can't be physically be together yet. IN THE BEGINNING CHAPTERS). ~+~ Cover is mine. DO NOT USE ____ @AR

Arthur Basalan was a ruthless Alpha; his inhuman deeds were sung like a liturgy throughout the country, leaving anyone who heard it in fear and trembling. He was also a billionaire and a CEO who owned a very productive company. In business, he was second to none, and in all aspects, he was feared as the mighty and heartless Alpha. It didn't matter if he was dealing with his own family or with other people; he was simply menacing. His cruelty extended to a beautiful girl named Livy Angela; she was more like a prisoner, a prisoner who was very much below him in age. However, she was already entangled in Arthur's love regardless of the way he treated her, but he didn't seem to care, love was a language he would never be associated with. One mysterious night meant so much to Livy, but not to Arthur; he didn't care. *** Punished in a very dark room illuminated only by a faint light, Livy's voice rang put in pain. “Please, get me out of here.” Livy cried. “It's not that easy to get away from me, Livy! Once you are my prisoner, you will be under my control forever, understand?” Arthur growled. And every day Livy had to think of a way to get out of Arthur's mansion, which was heavily guarded by large bodyguards. How will Livy get out of the Alpha's cruel clutches? Will she ever be able to escape the strong webs of torture and unrequited love?

Enemies to lovers? ✔️ Villainous and possessive ML?✔️ Fiery spirited FL?✔️ Dark Romance?✔️ Excerpt: “Wife?” Lady Karina repeated, almost shouting as if she'd misheard him. “I would not marry you even if you were the last man in this world,” she remarked with sweet venom, a poison Van Merikh would gladly drink. “You are a murderer and a thief. I do not want you!” “But I want you,” Van Merikh stated firmly, his dual-coloured gaze leaving no room for argument. “And that is where this conversation shall end, Lady.” Van Merikh threw open the door and practically dragged her to the base of the stairs that led to the upper floors. When she refused to mount the steps, he easily lifted her onto the first step and spanked her soundly on the bottom. “Go to your chambers,” he ordered softly. “This is not over,” Lady Karina growled. “I will fight you with the last breath in my body against this…this madness.” “Go, or you shall feel my hand on your backside again.” ************** Magic as the world of Ethuaria knew it came from the distinct markings specific to each bloodline and nation that a person may or may have not been born with. It would appear at birth on different parts of the child's body, bringing about unique abilities passed down in their bloodline from mother to child. And for eighteen-year-old Lady Karina Hyacinth Reinhardt, life had always been one of comfort and peace with the secret abilities of her bloodline. As the beloved, yet sheltered, heiress of Moonveil Keep on the borders of the Kingdom of Caelthywn, she spent her days managing her father's lands and overseeing the affairs of their people, never knowing true hardship. War as she knew it was a distant nightmare that would never touch her. That was until Orpheus Van Merikh, the most feared warlord across the lands, invaded her home and seized it for his claims. Known as the devil himself, Van Merikh does not simply claim Moonveil for its riches, but also for the rumoured beasts that the Reinhardt bloodline conceals from the world. He will stop at nothing to have them. Thrown into captivity, Lady Karina expects cruelty, and Van Merikh, being the brute that he is, proves her expectations to be true. As a calculating and disciplined man who kills without hesitation yet protects what he claims, when one of his knights speaks ill of her, Orpheus cuts him down without hesitation. Lady Karina is his prize, but he would not allow others to dishonour her. However, she is not as obedient as one might think. Thus, determined to reclaim her freedom, Lady Karina refuses to cower as she challenges the enemy at every opportunity. Her defiance amuses Van Merikh, who spares her life due to her efficiencies in managing Moonveil Keep. Along the way, as they battle to find common ground, Van Merikh faces a rebellion among his own knights, who reject his growing attachment to her. They would have her dead before she warmed his bed. And oddly enough, Lady Karina finds herself charmed by the other merciful half of Van Merikh, but when her father returns to Moonveil at her request, much changes henceforth. Conspiracies arise and she soon slips out of Van Merikh's hold when he leaves for yet another conquest away from Moonveil. All hell would break loose when the beast from the depths would return upon Moonveil only to find his angel is gone.

“Lin Yunfeng! Stop right there!” Lin Yunfeng gazed back at the speeding figure behind him. Heart racing, he picked up speed and ran through the abandoned corridor. “You better stop Yunfeng!!” Ren Muchen growled loudly. The little brat was much faster than he had expected. “This is how you wish to face me after you fucking slept with me? Fine! Run then! Let’s see how long you can last,” Panting Lin Yunfeng looked back in panic. “I’m so sorry, it was a mistake. think of it as Stepping on shit. Please forgive me!” he placed a hand on his lower stomach and ran even faster. “Watch out!” Yunfeng gazed ahead in surprise. a half-rotten corpse stood in his way. He came to a screeching halt but the slippery floor made it hard for him to come to a complete stop. He fell unceremoniously face down on the ground. “Fuck,” The zombie jumped onto him with its mouth wide open. Its bloody saliva dripped onto his face. Yunfeng held his breath. He had read about this before but this was the first time he had actually seen an undead. It petrified him. ‘Is this how I die?’ “Growl,” the beast aimed at his neck precisely, Just as he thought his life was coming to an end, a long axe cut through the decayed neck of the Zombie. The heavy zombie fell right on top of him, oozing blood and puss. A hand grabbed him by his collar and lifted him up. “You are not dying, not today, not anytime soon...” Ren Muchen said with a nasty grin/ Yunfeng gulped. Muchen peered into his trembling black eyes coldly. “You know why?” because we are having a baby.” Yunfeng’s hand reflectively went into his tummy. “h-how do you know?” “You knew?! Yet you ran!” Muchen laughed coldly and shook him like a rattle. “Take responsibility you bastard, we created a life that day! “y-yes, I’ll take responsibility!”

“Helena if I could be with you every moment of every day, fuck, I’d take that,” Romeo growled as he kissed her neck, sucking and licking along the way as well. “We’ve already lost nine years, Helena, I’m not wasting a moment more," Romeo hissed as his lips crashed against Helena’s. She let out a moan as Romeo lifted her leg, wrapping it around his waist. “Feel that, love?” Romeo asked as he pushed his cock against her. “Feel what you do to me?” Nine years ago Helena Willow ran and on her first day back she meets an Alpha whom she connected with on a different level. An Alpha that could be her Mate. When she left her pack she left her family and the love of her life, her stepbrother Romeo Blackmoon. What happens when she discovers that the Alpha she's slept with was her stepbrother and that he could be her mate?

It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned. When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation. “Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac. “Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.” Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier. But vengeance turns slippery when every command she hisses ignites his obedience, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more." The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?

**"Leave me alone! Please, just let me go!"** My voice cracked as I thrashed in his iron grip, but it was useless. He scooped me up effortlessly, his hold unyielding, carrying me off to a fate I couldn’t escape. This can’t be happening. Not now. Not like this. "I don’t want this," I whispered, my voice raw with terror. "Please… just let me go." My pleas barely reached his ears, or if they did, he didn’t care. His silence was louder than any threat, his indifference a dagger to my chest. A heartbeat later, my body hit the softness of a king-sized bed, but there was no comfort in it. My tears had nearly dried, leaving only silent sobs wracking my frame. I forced myself to speak, desperation lacing every syllable. "Luciano, please," I choked out. "If I’ve wronged you in any way, I’m sorry. But don’t punish me like this." A deafening crack split the air, and before I could react, fire exploded across my cheek. The force of the slap sent my head whipping to the side, my skin stinging from the brutal contact. The room pulsed with danger. **"No one calls me by my name,"** he growled, his voice like crushed glass—sharp, merciless. **"And no one tells me what to do."** His fingers curled under my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. Cold, dark, and bottomless, his eyes held no mercy, no hesitation. "You will warm my bed," he murmured, his voice dangerously soft, laced with cruel intent. "You will satisfy my every craving, no matter how disastrous, no matter how dark." A wicked smirk ghosted over his lips, his grip tightening. "Because you are mine to break. And no one stops me." He leaned in, his breath fanning against my trembling lips. "Now… come here." --- Story by white pheonix

Elysia's life is shattered when a devastating fire claims her parents. Seeking refuge with her only remaining family, her uncle, she is betrayed and sold to slave traders. Her fate seems sealed when the Dragon lord buys her, but Elysia is determined to escape. On the run and desperate, Elysia crosses path with the Dragon King, Azrael—a powerful and ruthless king, known for his strength, dominance and power. With nowhere else to turn, Elysia pleads for his protection, offering anything in return. Intrigued by her cournage, Azrael makes a bold choice.... he claims her as his pet. As time goes by, a forbidden attraction begins to bloom between them. But just as passion ignites, a dangerous secret is revealed that threatens to shatter everything they’ve built Meanwhile, in the shadows of Valeria, a powerful enemy lurks in the dark, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. --- EXCERPT --- Azrael’s gaze burned into Elysia, his lips curving into a wicked smile as he closed the distance between them. His fingers, firm but teasing, gripped her waist, pulling her against his body. “Do you know what happens to those who defy me, little pet?” His voice was low, dripping with dark amusement. He leaned down, his lips hovering just above hers, close enough for her to feel his breath but not close enough to touch. “They beg.”Elysia’s pulse quickened, her breath catching as her body betrayed the fear melting into something far more dangerous. Her lips parted, but no words came out. "You're mine, Elysia, I will burn the world for you." She heard him say in a low growl, making her legs tremble more.

Zou Yue jumped to the side, dodging an extended claw of a growling zombie. A pair of warm hands gripped his small waist from behind and pulled him over to a sturdy chest. The same pair of hands slowly groped his chest. “Brother fan w—what are you doing?!” Zou carefully looked up at him. Fan Xui smirked mysteriously at him and removed the huge shades stylishly. A clear pair of eyes met Zou’s challengingly. “since I saved you just now, why don’t you give me a kiss?” “you... you can see!!! Aren’t you blind!!!” Zou Yue glanced in shock. He pushed himself for of his body. Fan Xui laughed out loud, gently caressing Zou’s long black hair. “are you gonna leave me now?,” he continued groping his barely their chest through his girly tank top. “Fuck yeah!! Let go you poser.” he pushed him away and started shooting the zombies outside with renewed passion. Fan suddenly caught his wrist. “You bastard, what are you doing, let go of my hand. The zombies are coming!!!” “Hmm okay,” Fan Xui let go. He swiftly snapped a fluffy handcuff snugly on his wrist, tying them both together. “Now we are tied together for live and death,” “FAN. XUI!! Get this off of me!” Zou growled at him, but the young man just laughed happily. “Sigh, you are beautiful even when you are angry, dear,” Fan Xui whispered and pulled him up for a passionate kiss. He gently bit those soft lips and moaned. “Delicious,” Letting go, he slowly waved his hand towards the upcoming zombies and they are reduced to ashes.

We've heard of the old zombie setting where there's suddenly, a disease, virus, bacteria, etc, causing all the people being infected to be turned into monsters Zombies!!? I've heard that everywhere I go, screams that would echo from my surroundings and growl coming from every turn I take In this apocalyptic world, the survivor of the fittest shall stand, along with heaps of undying monsters everywhere you look Meeting lots of people that will join you on your journey, a lover and your best friend that would support you in any way Kill that monster!?? Let's just skip all of that part and just about go to the end, also known as being bitten or dying in the hands of the people you trust Well for me, I became a zombie I don't know how but my consciousness is intact, im getting hunted down just because of my figure. To think that I became a zombie is one of the most hated things in this apocalyptic world im getting hunted by my previous kind

In this city shrouded in darkness, even the moonlight cannot dispel the secrets hidden in the shadows. Jack was once an ordinary man—until one day, he woke up to find his memories missing and his hands stained with blood. His nightmares grew more vivid, the growls of a beast echoing in his ears, and his body began to change. Meanwhile, a ruthless and mysterious organization of werewolf hunters is closing in, as if they have long been aware of Jack’s existence. And Aisha, the woman entangled with him in a web of secrets, seems to be hiding something unspeakable as well. Is he the hunter or the hunted? A man or a monster? Caught between truth and bloodshed, reason and instinct, Jack must uncover the answers before it’s too late. When moonlight shines upon the abyss, the true horror is only beginning…

Kael Stratos, an elite soldier from a distant future, was on a mission to retrieve a mysterious artifact from a derelict space station. But when the artifact suddenly activated, he was torn from his world and thrown into a medieval kingdom teetering on the brink of annihilation—one overrun by hordes of the undead. Armed with his advanced exo-suit and the Morph-Gear, a weapon capable of transforming into various firearms and blades, Kael struggles to survive in a land where magic reigns and technology is unheard of. With his AI companion malfunctioning and his resources dwindling, he sets his sights on three goals: finding a way back to his own world, helping the kingdom eradicate the zombie threat, and uncovering the truth behind this world's apocalypse. But as he delves deeper into the mystery, he realizes that the undead are only the beginning. Dark forces are at play, and the key to his return may be hidden within a secret long buried in this world's past. With time running out and death lurking at every corner, Kael must fight, adapt, and survive in a land where the future has no place—unless he carves one out himself. Will he find his way home, or will he become a legend in a world that was never meant for him?

“You're too weak and I regret having you as a daughter” her father Luca growls his golden eyes narrowing in disapproval and his head shaking as a sign of disappointment. “A wolf must be strong a wolf must be fearless but you're the complete opposite” Elara tried to be strong, she really did but no matter how hard she trained, she could never match her siblings and it was always as if she didn't belong. Her transformations were painful and erratic, leaving her weak and trembling, her howl was barely a whisper, drowned out by the thunderous cries of the pack. And her empathy—a rare gift that allowed her to sense the emotions of others—was seen as a weakness, a flaw to be hidden By the time she reached adulthood, Elara had learned to make herself small. She stayed on the outskirts of the pack, avoiding the alpha’s gaze and the mocking whispers of her packmates. But deep down, she longed for acceptance. She longed to belong.

Historical Fiction | Adventure | Action | Romance | Intrigue | Coming-of-Age | Drama In the turbulent shadows of 1930s Shanghai, where war brews and power struggles simmer beneath a gilded surface, Liang Yue is a force to be reckoned with—fiery, fearless, and unwilling to bow to anyone. Born the daughter of a powerful Chinese official, she lives in luxury, but her sharp mind and biting words leave no room for submission. When her father forces her into a marriage of convenience, Yue’s rebellion ignites. She flees, determined to forge her own destiny. As the world teeters on the brink of war, Yue stumbles upon a conspiracy that could shatter not just her life but the fragile peace of Shanghai itself. In a city where loyalty is a luxury and truth is a rare commodity, Yue’s quest for justice puts her in the crosshairs of those who will do anything to protect their secrets. In the midst of this volatile landscape is Rei, a man whose loyalties are as murky as the waters of Shanghai’s underworld. Their connection is undeniable—magnetic and dangerous—but it’s also fraught with desire and peril. One fateful night, as the storm clouds gather and the city's lights flicker: "You think you can play in this game without consequences, Liang Yue?" Rei’s voice is a low growl, his fingers brushing her cheek as if daring her to back down. Her eyes lock with his, unwavering. "I don’t play games, Rei. I burn them to the ground." As war draws closer and Shanghai’s fate hangs in the balance, Yue must decide—will she let herself be consumed by the flames of conflict, or will she rise from the ashes as a force too powerful to deny? Between a forbidden love and a city on the edge of destruction, the stakes have never been higher. Yue’s Journey: The Soft Flames of Shanghai is a tale of rebellion, danger, and a romance that could either save or destroy them all. With every betrayal, Yue must confront a burning question—what is she willing to sacrifice for freedom?

'Am I hallucinating? Am I dying?' Marx thought. Perhaps he was seeing visions because he was feverish, and his head ached from the contusions he suffered during the crash. He blinked, but the vision was still there. He saw a beautiful woman fully naked on the edge of the other side of the spring. Her slightly wavy hair with the color of copper cascaded freely down her slim waist. She raised her arms and dived cleanly into the water. Marx waited, but after some time, she did not emerge. Marx chuckled. How could a woman be in a jungle in the middle of nowhere?" He heard a growl from behind him, and before he could react, a big tiger pounced on him. The last thing he remembered was seeing four canines closing in and hearing a loud female voice shouting, "Khalil, stop!" … Discover how Amaya, who grew up in the wild, coped with the pressure and challenges of returning to the civilized world. Accompany her on her journey to find love, acceptance, and recognition in the treacherous human world of betrayal and greed. *** The book cover is not mine. It is a photo of one of the most beautiful actresses in my country. *** Jan 2025. I finally had the chance to upload the characters' avatars. I hope you will love Amaya, Marx, and Ibrahim just as I loved bringing them to life.

Between the howls and wails, the screams and cries of women being raped, and the villagers being eaten and butchered like cattle, there was a middle-aged man who was desperately running away while yelling his lungs out. ''Why.... WHY!!! YOU ABSOLUTE FUCKERS!!!'' His clothes were in tatters and marred in blood, with his body being barely able to function. His state was simply beyond recognition. As for where he was running to... It didn't matter... He just wanted to flee the hellish scene that was unfolding behind him. His remote village, the one he had lived in his entire life, was now a fiery beacon illuminating the night. ''Whyyyyy areeeeeee youuuuuuuuuu runninnnnnnnnnnng awwaaayyyy froooooom usssssssss?'' Terrifying low growls and voices could be perceived behind him, and every time he heard them, his body released adrenaline to try to override its limits, but to no avail as his injuries were just too severe. The humanoid creatures pursuing him were like shadows, barely distinguishable through the cover of the night. Their eyes, akin to black holes, were fixed on their prey as it struggled for its pathetic life. Their faint and sinister giggles kept reverberating through the darkness... *** As blood rushed up his throat and leaked at the corners of his mouth, his sinister appearance aggravated to where he resembled a devil. During his maniacal laugh, his punctured lungs had finally given out, causing his whole body to collapse on the ground and dyeing it a scarlet shade. His mind went blank, while his consciousness left his battered body. *** After what appeared to be a few minutes, he suddenly woke up. He was startled at first, but he soon realized that he had indeed died. Everything around him was black, without an ounce of life in sight. He was basically a spirit floating in the absolute void. ''So this is what happens when you die... You just drift in darkness... That's actually underwhelming. I wonder if I'll just fade away'' When Derrick's thoughts started to drift, a prompt appeared in front of him. [Welcome to System Nemesis, Derrick Tarlin] [Would you like to seek revenge? Yes/No]

After living in hellish prison for 16 years, you're finally rescued. But what do you do when you soon realize that there is now a thread, a connection to the warden you've escaped from? BLURB: He could clearly see the way the water droplets ran down her back. The brown curls, almost black due to being wet, stuck to it, gave such an alluring contrast to her skin that seemed to glow in the moonlight. She turned, causing her ample breast to come into view. A single droplet hung precariously from a pebbled nipple. Was his eyesight always this sharp? It appeared like a pearl, begging to be licked away. He groaned as he could almost taste the cool freshness on his tongue before it was replaced with the heat of her flushed skin. Unzipping his jeans caused his member spring forth, drenched in the constant precum that flowed. Just the thought of sucking on her breast made him groan in frustrated desperation. He buried his face between the fleshly orbs. Biting and licking, he was pleased to see his marks on her skin. A fierce desire to possess came over him and even his wolf growled at the feeling. How is it that she smells even better that the soap she just used? Other Omegas used the same kind, yet their smell would cause his stomach to feel upset. Inhaling again, he pinning her against a tree. The same tree he was hiding behind before. Lifting her up, he devoured her lips while wrapping her long legs around his waist. Slightly bending his knees, he entered her in one deep thrust. She was hot and tight. So tight that if it wasn't for her juices, he wouldn't be able to move. Gripping himself tighter, his imagination became wild. Just thinking about her breathy moans or her screams of pleasure caused a shudder to pass through him as he came into the tissue he had thoughtfully grabbed. Why, why not just take what he so obviously wants? What's stopping him? If it were anyone else, he would have slacked his lust, had some fun, and moved on. The fact that this question ran through his mind without an answer was the reason for his pain.

24 year old Mastermind thief Isabelle Aisling, a.k.a red has made a name for herself as a cunning, skillful burglar. Her latest contract and Target is the notorious, wealthy mysterious Aiden Wells, a 35 year old successful and famous bachelor with a brutal reputation that precedes him in business and in lifestyle. Contracted to steal a priceless generational family heirloom worth billions of dollars from him. But things take a turn when she is caught red-handed by Aiden Wells himself. At the prospect of avoiding jail time. He proposes a shocking deal. That will either benefit them both or ruin them, if she chooses to agree. ****** Excerpt: "Careful, you shouldn't say things like that, when you're alone with someone like me". His voice, a low sultry growl. Sending chills down her spine, making her instantly scared and maybe, just maybe a little excited.  "Or else what?", She taunted. Her eyes never leaving his. She stood her ground, refusing to back down as he continued to stalk towards her. "ohh....", he purred, his voice dark. He was finally close to her, Looming over her. The air was electric and suddenly too hot. They were too close, way too close. She could feel his warm breath on her skin. His golden, honey brown eyes, blazing with desires. She knew he was a dangerous force, but she gave into the burning sensation she felt. She asked again, barely in a whisper, "what are you going to do..?" Her dare hanging in the air,unanswered. A challenge to cross the imaginary boundary line between them. They stood there, eyes locked in a silent standoff.

Kael Draven, the strongest human who fought against the Anthi-Org—a universal threat set on conquering the universe—was betrayed by one of his own when victory was almost within reach. He and his allies were known as the Exo Primevals, the first to wield an Exoskeleton suit known as Aegis Prime—a powerful piece of equipment created by the most advanced species to finally destroy the Anthi-Org and end the war. But with his teammate betrayal, Kael was sealed away in impenetrable ice, his people’s planets fell under enemy control, and the Anthi-Org rose to dominance. The Exo Primevals were forced to retreat, doing what they could to salvage what remained of their worlds. Countless lives were lost. Centuries passed, and Kael’s icy prison eventually shattered. The strongest human—or what used to be—woke up in a future he barely recognized. Learning that the Anthi-Org won, Kael is now driven by revenge. He vows to find the one who betrayed him and finish what he started. The war may be lost, but that doesn’t mean it can’t be reignited. --- Additional Tags: Cold blooded protagonist, Smut, S*x Scenes, Antihero, *sshole Protagonist and more, mainly for flexibility. What to expect: This novel is LitRPG. If you are a fan of Power Rangers/Kamen Rider, Warframe, and other Suit related novel/movies/shows then this is for you. Try to read for at least 20 chapters and see if this novel fits your taste. It's slow at first as the world and structure of the story is forming along the way.

From being a sex slave to the mafia lord’s favourite, follow the story of Mina Angel, from being a sassy girl to the mafia lord princess. Aaron Vertercio, the mafia Lord took a liking to Mina, he’d do anything for Mina to be his sex slave, even if he had to make Mina and her sick mom homeless and suffer. “What, I woke up like this” Mina said. “ Go back and change princess!” Aaron growled “ Why?” Aaron walked towards her, the aura was enough to send a shiver down someone's spine Mina was slammed against the wall, and Aaron locked her in his arms “Remember this, you are mine and mine alone”. You can follow me on Discord; _Mckenzie_

The moonlight spilled through the canopy of the dark forest, casting an eerie glow on the man lounging against an ancient tree. Morris was impossibly handsome—too handsome to be real. His sharp jawline, framed by tousled black hair, was shadowed by the flicker of firelight in his golden eyes. He swirled a goblet of wine lazily in his hand, his lips curved into a devilish smirk. Elowen froze, captivated. He looked like a prince from a forbidden story, but something in the air warned her he was no mortal. “Lost, little lamb?” His voice was velvet, dark and smooth, wrapping around her like a spell. “I was...just—” she stammered, but he stood in one fluid motion, closing the distance between them. “Just wandering into my domain,” he interrupted, his tone teasing yet dangerous. “How bold of you.” His gaze raked over her, and her heart pounded under the weight of his attention. “You shouldn’t be here,” he murmured, stepping closer until she could feel the heat radiating from him. “Do you know who I am?” She shook her head, her throat dry. “I am Morris,” he said, his voice dropping to a low, seductive growl. “The devil. The one your kingdom fears, the one your priests curse. And now,” he leaned in, his golden eyes glowing like embers, “you’ve wandered straight into my hands.” The shadows around him seemed to ripple with his amusement as a smirk played on his lips. He extended a hand, his voice both a command and an invitation. “Come closer, Elowen. Let me show you what happens when innocence meets the devil.”