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His Forsaken Luna

Humiliated and in heat, Idalia was forced to attend the Moonlight Masquerade in hopes of finding a mate to satisfy her body's needs. Vulnerable to her desires, she ran into the woods to escape a potential scandal. But when a masked man catches her, his touch tosses all reasoning aside. What should have been a simple humiliating event for the princess turns into a night of passion. There was one problem though: she couldn't remember who she mated with! The slave who carried her to bed. The knight who knelt before her and offered his canines for touching her. The sworn enemy Alpha Prince, who confessed his love for her. Follow Idalia as she navigates between three Weres. One is a pretty guy eager to please her to escape his fate, another trying to reclaim his honour while unable to control his desires, and the last is a villain using her for his goals, but a flame festers between them at every interaction. A slave, a knight and a villain prince, who will she choose? [ Mature Content ] "You smell like the sun." His strides are long and confident, heading in my direction like he knows exactly what he wants. He stops before me, and my head tips back. "How is that possible?" His voice drops to a rumbling whisper. Now that he was close to me, the burning ache deep within started to throb and palpitate. His body tensed, and then he was on me, nose against my neck, inhaling deeply, one hand on the side of my hair, pinning me in place with his hips. My head tilts back, unable to stop myself from giving into his touch, exposing my neck more to him, his chest rumbling as he licks the side of my skin, kissing and nipping, placing his scent over me. I am completely and utterly at his mercy. I vaguely hear material ripping, and then his warm hand cups me. "You're not finished yet," his voice is thick and deep, and it shoots straight to my tingling, pulsing core. His touch is almost possessive, and I nearly beg him to do whatever he wants with me. "Should I make it better?" His whisper is a caress against my ear before he nips the lobe, a bite promising that this would not be tender. - Daily chapter uploads -
Kelly_Starrz · 377.9K Views

Revenge In Her Own Skin

He grasped my neck firmly with his strong arms and declared, 'You're mine!' I struggled to break free, my anger rising. 'Let me go!' I demanded. But he held me close, his grip unyielding. Tears of sadness and anger filled my eyes as I whispered, 'You never truly loved me. You just manipulated me.' My voice trembled with emotion. He looked at me intensely, his eyes filled with a mix of passion and desperation. 'I did love you, Bella,' he insisted. 'I still do.' Before I could say another word, he crashed his lips against mine. His grip was unyielding, his touch overpowering. Even though he had hurt me, my body ********************** On the night of her tenth wedding anniversary, Bella uncovers a devastating betrayal—her husband, Kelvin, has been having an affair with the ruthless and seductive Mimi Larkin. Humiliated and heartbroken, Bella's world shatters. But when a fight between them leads to both women falling into the water, something shocking happens—they switch bodies. Now trapped in her enemy’s skin, Bella wakes up in the hospital,her real body lies in a coma and she's now in Mimi's body. As Bella fights to reclaim her life,she learns more, she discovers that her marriage was built on lies and that Mimi has made many enemies. But Mimi will not give up easily. With her new face, she spreads more lies and makes things even harder for Bella. The question remains: will Bella ever get her body back—or will she be trapped in her enemy’s skin forever?
Ellanma · 316 Views

The Heroine Stole My Fiancé so I Marry Her Father

Full Title: I Entered My Brother's Novel, But the Main Character Stole My Fiancée—So I'll Marry Her Father Instead. Eleanor Gwendolyn was a side character in the last novel my younger brother wrote before he mysteriously vanished—a character burdened with a miserable fate. Betrayed by her fiancé, who chose her childhood friend with a higher status, Eleanor’s reputation was dragged through the mud. Determined to clear her name, she poured everything into winning the Crown Princess Tournament. Just as victory was within her grasp, her dreams were shattered in the cruelest way imaginable. On the day she was to be named the Crown Princess, the Crown Prince publicly rejected the election, claiming it had been conducted without his consent. Worse still, he proposed to Eleanor’s childhood friend—the same woman who had stolen her fiancé—right in front of the entire court. In a single moment, Eleanor’s painstaking efforts to restore her honor crumbled, leaving her humiliated once again. "What a pitiful, wretched life," I had thought as I read her story. It was almost as if my brother had based Eleanor on me—quiet, introspective, and constantly overshadowed. But out of all the characters in his novel, why did I have to wake up as her? Now, trapped in Eleanor Gwendolyn’s body, I face the grim reality of her doomed fate. To make matters worse, the plot unfolds exactly as my brother wrote it. I have no choice but to rewrite my own destiny while searching for him in this world he created. When all else fails and the original plot corners me, I’ll make the boldest move yet: I’ll marry the father of the so-called “heroine” who stole my fiancé. Because this time, I’m the author’s older sister—and I’ll be the one controlling the story.
Eyjafiya · 2.7K Views
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