Peach And Her Papa

Note Rate at 18. Rhea has exactly one month left to live, and she plans to go out on her own terms. No more hospitals. No more pity. Just one final reckless night to feel something—anything—before it all ends. She never expected to wake up in silk sheets, naked and sore, in the arms of a man who seemed too powerful, too perfect… and far too obsessed. She tries to run. She gives a fake name. A fake school. She wants to forget. But then, he walks into her classroom. Her professor. Her one-night stand. The man she tried to escape. And he’s not about to let her go.

{MATURE— DARK ROMANCE, MENTION OF SA ON AND OFF SCREEN, BULLY, ABUSE} Read the warning before clicking to read, thank you. In a world ruled by wolves, I am the mistake that breathes. Well, my name is Lisa and I’m twenty one years old. I am the girl with no wolf. No rank. No name worth remembering. Just a human girl trapped in a pack that never wanted me. Scrubbing floors, serving tables, surviving insults , I’ve learned to stay invisible. Until the night of the coronation. Until them. Three brothers. Three Alphas. Fated by blood. Feared by all. And somehow, fated… to me? I didn’t ask for the bond. I didn’t ask for the fire in their eyes when they looked at me, or the hate that followed. I was never meant to belong to anyone, much less them. But fate is cruel, and the Moon has secrets she’s just begun to whisper. You think I will still be alive to tell the story

Rae was never supposed to be Marked. Now hunted by a Kingdom that want her erased. She found herself tangled with Kael – a deadly fugitive with secret burned into her skin and eyes that whispers war. As the two girls raced against fate, their bonds threates to unravel everything; destiny, survival....and the feeling both of them were never to have. In the world where fate is written in golden Marks, can Rae survive the war she never meant to enter or will she fall for the girl that started it?. Woved Between Her War And My Weakness is a slow-burn LGBTQ+ fantasy parked with danger, secret, and a connection too strong to ignore. #lgbt #teenlove #adventures #war #magic

Isabella was supposed to be sipping champagne at a luxury spa, not waking up in the middle of a forest. Worse, a SYSTEM had attached itself to her like some clingy ex, spouting nonsense about survival, quests, and—oh, hell no—manual labor. "System, I was NOT built for the wilderness! My ideal ‘roughing it’ experience involves a five-star hotel with bad WiFi!" Now, instead of lounging in silk robes, she’s being ordered to farm? To hunt? "A farming quest? You want me—a city girl—to grow food? System, I once killed a cactus by overwatering it. This is NOT my calling!" And don’t even get her started on the hygiene situation. "You want me to bathe in a cold river? Darling, I require warm water, scented oils, and an ambience! What do I look like—some barbarian?!" Unfortunately, the locals—big, muscular beastmen—don’t seem to understand the concept of self-care. The women? Neglecting their skin like it’s a crime to be radiant. The men? Walking hygiene disasters. "Ladies, if your man can smell you before he sees you, we have a problem." "You see this? This is lotion. It exists so you don’t look like a dried-up leaf. Use it." "A beard should be majestic, not tragic. Let me fix it." And the beastmen? They don’t just stare at her like she’s an oddity. No, they hover. They smirk. They lean in too close, fangs flashing with amusement. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" she huffed, crossing her arms. The panther grinned, his tail flicking. "Because you’re fascinating when you’re annoyed." No, absolutely not. She was not here for this nonsense. "If you have time to stare, you have time to moisturize." She didn’t ask to be here. She didn’t ask to be their savior. But if she has to suffer through this world, she’s making everyone around her suffer less—through skincare, style, and some serious attitude. "If I hear one more ‘We don’t season our food here,’ I’m launching a war." "If you have time to gossip, you have time to do squats." "You want to impress a woman? Start with not smelling like the battlefield." Survival isn’t just about fighting monsters; it’s about looking good while doing it. So what if the System keeps throwing impossible quests her way? "What do you mean ‘you can’t skip quests’?! Since when?! Where is the skip button?! I demand a skip button!" But somewhere between dodging ridiculous quests and fixing these people’s tragic grooming habits, Isabella found herself in situations. Uncomfortable, heart-racing situations. Like being trapped against a tree by the red python, his red eyes half-lidded as he murmured, "You talk too much, little star. Should I silence you?" Like waking up with the lion lord’s fur-lined cloak draped over her shoulders, his deep voice gruff, "You shiver in your sleep. I’ll fix that." Like the phoenix watching her every move, his burning gaze searing into her skin as he mused, "You cause chaos wherever you go, but I find that I don’t mind." Oh, hell. No. She was not about to fall for four beastmen. She was too pretty for this much stress. "If you insult me again, I’ll make sure your soul needs a beauty upgrade." "I refuse to be disrespected by anyone who dresses like an unwashed tree branch." And yet, when a rival tribe came to challenge her, when danger lurked too close, those same beastmen stood beside her—smirking, taunting, fighting for her. "A beastman growled at me today. I growled back. He ran. I am the alpha now." Isabella isn’t just surviving. She’s thriving. And this world better keep up.

Elena was destined to be the next Luna of the Nightshade Pack, but fate had other plans. Accused for murder and thrown into a dungeon, she spent six years in darkness. When her fated mate, Alpha Enzo of the Moonshine Pack, finally found her, he rejected her without hesitation—choosing her cousin, Stella, instead. And as if that wasn’t enough, after their packs merged, he humiliated and banished her. Just when Elena thought her suffering couldn't get worse, her own uncle sold her to the most feared man of all—the Alpha King, known as the Death God. But instead of making her a slave, he made her his contract wife. However, there was more to her marriage than she realized. Why did King Killian choose her? What secret was he hiding? As if things couldn't get more complicated, Elena discovered that she was also mated to King Killian’s brother, a man who wanted nothing but her misery. And the biggest shock of all? Elena was still mated to Alpha Enzo. Their mate bond never broke. Three powerful Alphas. One forsaken she-wolf. What fate had the Moon Goddess planned for Elena? And will she survive the storm ahead?

Selene was the daughter of the cruel Alpha who ruled Moonveil through fear. Years ago, he wiped out an entire pack just to rise to power. But he made one mistake...he left behind four orphaned boys. Those boys returned as Alphas. They are stronger, colder and out for revenge. They took everything...his land, his title, and finally... his life. Selene was only seventeen at the time. She had no idea what her father had done. But that didn’t matter. To them, she was guilty by blood. They didn’t kill her. No. They did something worse. They marked her as a slave. In their world, even omegas had rights. Slaves had none. She became nothing more than property. But Selene still had hope. On her eighteenth birthday, like every werewolf, she expected her wolf to awaken. It was supposed to be the start of her new life. Instead, it turned into a nightmare. Her wolf never came. Her body remained cold and silent. And then… the bond appeared. She was mated to all four of them. The very Alphas who hated her. The ones who owned her. But the truth is Selene was never a wolf to begin with. As her body withers under the weight of the bond, a darker truth surfaces. She is not just a slave… she is the last living witch, born of the very bloodline werewolves have hunted for generations. Now, her enemies wear the mark of her mates... And the witch they thought they broke may be the one who burns them all.

"Let me take a look." The handsome professor, with his broad shoulders and powerful muscles, lifted me effortlessly and placed me on the desk. His strong hands gently lowered the strap of my uniform to examine the bruise from training. "Helanie! Why do you always end up hurt?" His voice grew husky, sending a shiver down my spine as I struggled to catch my breath. I had to remind myself that he’s my professor... and my stepbrother. I shouldn’t be seduced by his touch. "If anyone bullies you again, come to my office and I will deal with them," he murmured, his beautiful eyes locking onto mine. Despite knowing he’s forbidden, I couldn’t help but wonder—should I tell him about the mate bond I felt the night he was drunk? .. When her parents rejected each other, Helanie went from being her daddy's angel to a neglected and forgotten child. But on her eighteenth birthday, things took a dark turn. When her body went into heat, she attracted a group of alphas. Instead of rescuing her, her secret alpha boyfriend ran away. That night changed Helanie’s life forever. Accused of consenting to the attack, she was sentenced to execution by her own pack. Desperate, she fled, determined to find her mother. What she didn’t expect was to find her mother preparing to marry a rogue king with four dangerously handsome and beastly sons. Things turn even darker when she felt a mate bond with her bully stepbrothers, will she be able to escape their claws or their seduction will ruin her life to next extremes? .. Facebook - Alexis Dee

In a world where medicine can’t heal everything, a terminally ill teenage girl makes the heartbreaking yet empowering decision to choose dignity over suffering, confronting love, loss, and the right to die on her own terms.

Melinda in a few short days has her life upended, she is sold at an underground auction, and what begins as rescue, fueled by the obsession of a wealthy woman, spirals into possession. Quickly protection crumbles into control. It becomes clear that there's a thin line between being wanted... and being owned she just can't find. What begins as an escape from danger turns into a prison lined with luxury, guilt, and slowly blooming desire. As Melinda struggles to reclaim her life, she uncovers secrets buried deep in the women's past-dead lovers, laundered fortunes, and an obsession that might have started long before their first meeting. Caught between suffocating love (or lust) and manipulation, Melinda must choose: stay in the safety of a gilded cage, or risk everything for freedom that may no longer exist.

He called me his ruin. Then he made me one. Alpha Shiloh's rejection wasn’t just a scar—it was a betrayal. He left me shattered. Broken. And I had to rebuild myself in silence. I almost forgot the way his touch once burned like salvation. Now he’s back. Not to beg forgiveness. To bargain. A deadly mission, he says. He promises freedom. But then presence ignites my wolf into a frenzy. She thrashes, desperate to claim him again. But I remember the coldness in his eyes when he exiled me. The way the pack turned their backs as I crawled into the wilderness, half-dead and wholly broken. Hate simmers hotter than desire. Yet here I am, bargaining with the devil who shattered me. Every moment we share is a lie. He doesn’t know about the shadows I’ve fed, the truth I’ve buried. Or the child. One whisper of its existence, and the pack will paint the forest with my blood. But the closer we get to completing his mission, the harder it is to hide… from him, or from the part of me that still craves him. Freedom has a price. So does vengeance. And I’m not sure which will destroy me first.

Joshua has no idea what just happened. One second, his papa kissed him goodnight... and the next, he woke up in a glowing blue space, staring at a talking cat in a necktie. “You must rescue your papa,” the cat said seriously. Turns out, Joshua’s "silly" papa is in danger across multiple worlds—and only Joshua can save him! Determined, Joshua clenches his tiny fists and raises his chubby arms high: the mission to rescue papa begins! But Joshua didn’t expect bonus prizes along the way... “Why are you following me?” Joshua frowns at the red snake wrapped around his leg. In the blink of an eye, the snake turns into a boy a head taller than Joshua, throws his arms around him, and grins: “Come to the underworld with me! We have cake!” Joshua won’t be tricked so easily... but maybe he can eat the cake first then leave. That’s fair, right? . . . Alternate Title: “From an Egg to a Hero – I Beat Up All the Baddies to Protect My Poor Papa!” Note: Papa has no love interest. No weird pairings. Just one overprotective papa who adores his son—and a whole world that does too. This is a sweet, healing story filled with love and adventure.

She thought she was alone. She wasn’t. Elara lives in silence, carrying scars no one sees — until a stranger hacks her phone and steps into her broken world. Kai watches from behind the screen, falling for a girl who doesn’t know he exists. When her pain becomes too much to bear, he saves her. But obsession comes disguised as care. And love, when built on secrets, always breaks. CTRL + Her — a dark romance where control looks like comfort… until it doesn’t.

Haya is 18. She is originally from Pretoria and is moving to Cape town to attend University. Her parents think she will be studying medicine but she enrolled there to study Media, a course her father is totally against. Follow her journey as she seeks acceptance from her father and gets to deal with past experiences that left her completely shattered.

Here is the tale of a may and her true love and how they move forward despite the odds

Selene is a young half-werewolf, she is the daughter of the alpha and vampire queen. she has been living in a kingdom where the vampires and werewolves have been at war for the better part of a thousand years. Selene soon finds out that she is the key to peace in the kingdom, but she is soon kidnapped by a charming bounty hunter who intends to sell her to the highest bidder. when he finds himself falling in love with her his heart and his allegiances start to change

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Mother got close to son very much and ended up falling in love with her 19 year old son

Transmigrated as a beautiful CEO, everything is within reach of her hands. Wealth, Power, and Influence. And she also possesses the system. Starting point high with all the helps from the universe, what could go wrong? What?! She is in a world similar to the combination of novels. What! The most hated sadomasochistic-SM-CEO and his wife, novel theme, and her half-sister was a heroine. Side characters never ever had a good time as the world revolves around them. Our CEO knows this and her worries increase. What?! Another novel theme shows up in this world and it's a stallion one. Messed up and you still tell me... Heaven! That's not all, she is supposed to be a member of the harem of the male protagonist. ****! our CEO shoves a middle finger at the world and strangles the system. What in the world have you brought me here for? Companions, enemies, connections, and successes are all meant for her to walk through. Each step, every struggle will be her monument. Rising to the top of the pyramid, overlooking from above, everything within her grasp. Prove to the world, a woman can hold up half the sky. First, Let me find a way to divorce this engagement with Lin Fan. Former Title: My system helps me become a cold, beautiful, elegant C.E.O

Based on true story of the life of a prepubescent girl in late 80s-mid/90s. Her real world experiences from her beginning memories through the age of 12. TheJourney through the young mind not broken by the savage life. Seeing through her eyes how Adults, role models, and peers choose to interact or just entertain themselves through her purposely misguided misery filled world in which she can not fully comprehend or control beyond quiet disagreement. Her silence is her safety, the secrets of her own and others, this is how she survived the savage life by the skin of her teeth. She can speak the truth that her surrounding support system couldn't allow or except. For the system to except would mean them saying I stood by watching her be harshly assaulted, abused, and neglected.