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Reborn: The Duke’s Obsession

Delia's life was a cruel reality: the neglected and abused illegitimate daughter of a noble family, the Ellington family, she yearned for the love of her stepmother, Baroness Augusta, and younger sister, Lady Anne, who relentlessly mistreated her. Her world crumbled when she discovered a double betrayal: her beloved husband, Lord George had secretly pined for Anne, marrying Delia only to be near her sister. Simultaneously, her step mother framed her for a crime Anne committed. Overwhelmed and heartbroken, Delia's attempt to escape a death sentence led to a fatal carriage accident. But death was not the end. Delia awoke one year in the past, finding herself still engaged to George. This was her second chance, and the naive girl was gone, replaced by a woman consumed by a burning desire for revenge. Her first target: Duke Eric Carson, the powerful and wealthy man her sister Anne desperately pursued. Delia boldly approached Eric with a proposition for a contract marriage. To her surprise, Eric agreed, but with a condition: their fake marriage would become real and they can go their separate way after a year, hiding his own secret agenda. Now, armed with Eric's unexpected devotion and his willingness to lay down his life for her, Delia meticulously begins to dismantle her family's world. With Eric's help, she exposes the secrets they hide, manipulates their desires, and turns them against each other, orchestrating George’s demotion, Anne's downfall and seizing everything her sister coveted, including Duke Eric love and obsession. Will Delia and Eric be able to conquer all odds to get what they want? What happens when Eric doesn’t want their contract marriage to end? What happens when the last petal that indicates her second chance falls? ——————— EXCPRET “I can’t return your feelings, your grace,” Delia whispered, her back against the cool wall. “But I can,” Eric murmured, stepping closer. Delia’s voice trembled. “It’s not the same.” She choked out. “ No one can love me without hurting me.” “Then teach me,” he said, his breath warm on her cheek. “Teach me how to love you the way you deserve to be loved. I’m a quick study.” When she stayed silent, he sighed contentedly, a soft smile playing on his lips. “It’s alright. Just… use me. Anything you need. if you want money, ask the treasury, take as much money that’s needed. if you want power, use my name. if you want security and love, use my body.” His breath warmed her skin, his chest rose and fell with hers. "As long as it's from you, I'm happy."
Cameron_Rose_8326 · 170.1K Views

The Emperor's obsession

(Matured Content-No rape) “She was promised to a prince. But taken by a monster who calls himself king.” In a realm ruled by blood and empire, twenty-four kingdoms bow to one throne — and at the center of it sits Emperor Zareth Ravaryn, a vampire older than most dynasties, cold as obsidian, and feared as much as he is obeyed. Princess Serenya of Vayrana was never meant to catch his eye. Gentle. Devoted. Already betrothed to the human prince she loved from afar. But one imperial ceremony changed everything. When the Emperor sees her — veiled in gold, eyes full of light — he names her his future Empress. She refuses. He doesn’t ask twice. Now torn from her homeland and chained in silk and duty, Serenya finds herself in a court of shadows, where power is worn like perfume and secrets drip from every whispered bow. But Zareth is not just the monster she feared. He is obsessed. And his obsession doesn’t break... it consumes. As the blood empire trembles under rebellion, forbidden longing ignites between captive and captor, and the girl who once dreamt of love must decide: Will she fight for her freedom— or burn for his throne? Dark fantasy meets imperial seduction in this slow-burn vampire romance — with original lore, dangerous rituals, forbidden love, and a heroine who was never meant to kneel. Welcome to the Empire of Thorns. Where love is a game only monsters win. #bookone of The Empire of Thorns series --- Excerpt. A man stood before her. Not just any man. The man. Eyes like twin flames. Lips curled into a knowing smirk. A voice like thunder dipped in velvet. "And who might you be, little dove?" Zareth purred. Serenya's heart slammed against her ribs. "I-I'm... I was just—" "Lost?" he finished for her, his tone mocking yet oddly amused. She nodded, clutching her veil tighter. His eyes trailed down the curve of her figure, and then back to her eyes. "You're not from around here," he said, though he already knew. "I'm from Vayrana," she managed, voice barely above a whisper. His grin widened. "That explains the veil. So well-behaved. So sweet." He stepped closer, and she instinctively backed up—until her back hit the wall. "Running off alone into a palace full of monsters... either you're braver than you look, or dumber," he drawled, eyes gleaming. Her eyes widened at the insult, but something in his tone kept her frozen. "I didn't mean to be disrespectful—" "Oh, but you weren't," he interrupted. "In fact, you've just made this entire evening… interesting." He reached out, adjusting the edge of her veil with a gentleness that contradicted his deadly aura. "What's your name, dove?" She hesitated. "Your name," he repeated, voice darker now. "I don't ask twice." "Serenya," she whispered. He leaned in, mouth brushing close to her ear. "Serenya," he repeated, tasting it. "Pretty name. Suits you." Then, as quickly as he came, he stepped back. The moment shattered. "Go on now, little dove. Before your father comes searching."
Sienna_voss · 12.3K Views

Taming the Obsessive Heir’s Broken Demoness

#Toxic Love #Obsession #Betrayal #Vengeance “Don’t blame me, Love. For it’s you who forced my hand.” In her entire lifetime, she had only loved and trusted one man. And that man, was the very person who had betrayed her and left her for another woman. === Riize was born a failure of a demon with no horn and visually impaired. Fortunately, miracles did exist and when it came to fall upon her, her pathetic life took a huge turn. She awakened her demonic abilities and even get herself a handsome lover! Riize thought that her life would be a path of flowers from that moment onwards, until the entirety of her bright future shattered upon her lover’s painful betrayal. Returning back to the useless demon she was once, Riize vowed to take revenge against that dog pair of a man and woman for cheating on her. But, with her powers now gone, would she be able to exact her revenge? What about the red-haired retriever who kept on professing his love for her at any chance? What exactly did the retriever want from her? Love? Hah. Riize had only one thing to say, “Utterly Ridiculous.” === Excerpt: “Tell me the truth. If I hadn’t took the gamble and broke your trust, would you still stay by my side, even if you found out that I was never the person you thought to be?” His cold voice quivered at the very end as if his entire being was on the verge of falling apart. Riize clutched her fingers, not daring to raise her eyes as she was afraid that her strong resolution would crumble the moment she saw his miserable state. “Yes.” Her voice was firm, leaving no space for doubt to bloom. “I wouldn’t have left as for the least, for once at that time, I had come to love you not because of whatever you are in the past but because, I learnt to embrace your shortcomings and desire you for whoever you are.” === [WARNING: SUGGESTIVE CONTENTS, MILD DEPICTION OF VIOLENCE?]
ricebucket0_0 · 1.7K Views

The Obsessive Male Lead Is Actually Scary

I used to think obsessive male leads were kind of hot. You know, the intense stares, the undying devotion, the way they’d burn the world for the woman they love? Swoon, right? Wrong. That fantasy went up in smoke the moment I woke up in the body of Sonia Mitford. The heroine of The Crimson Devotion. The first obsessive romance fantasy novel I ever read. The one that ended on a mysterious hiatus. The one with Marius Wittelsbach, a charming, possessive psychopath who thinks an ankle shackle is a love language. Now I’m trapped in a velvet-draped prison, shackled to a bedpost like some porcelain doll in a gothic fairytale. And Marius? He’s worse than I remembered. Sweet, soft-spoken, and utterly unhinged. "You don’t need to be afraid. I’ll take care of you." Translation: I’ll murder anyone who blinks in your direction and serve you tea over their corpse. "Anyone who bothers you... anyone who looks at you the wrong way... I’ll get rid of them for you." I thought I was playing the role just fine. Smiling. Nodding. Pretending not to be horrified. But then, plot twist. Alessio Slovene, the forgettable side character, walks in looking like a golden retriever knight and drops this bomb: he’s actually the crown prince in disguise. And he’s been investigating Marius. Finally, a lifeline. Maybe. Because people are vanishing. The body count is rising. And every time Marius kisses my forehead and calls me “Nia,” I feel one step closer to becoming the tragic heroine in a blood-soaked love story. Obsessive male leads aren’t dreamy. They’re terrifying. And I might be in way over my head.
author_lyse · 117.8K Views

The Reaper's Wicked Obsession

[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!
Dy_zamite · 210.9K Views

GRIPPED BY OBSESSION

In the dark city of Raventhorn, where supernatural bloodlines rule and power is everything, Selene Veyne once believed in love until her husband shattered her illusions with a single request: an open marriage. Betrayed and disillusioned, she swore off love forever, indulging only in fleeting distractions. But when a dangerous flirtation with her brother’s best friend, Kieran Draven, spirals into something more, she finds herself entangled in a game far deadlier than she ever imagined. Kieran has spent years in brutal warrior training, only to return home to a nightmare his former lover, Selene, is not only his brother’s mate but also trapped in a life of torment. Loving a married woman is forbidden, yet when he discovers the suffering she and her child endure under his brother’s cruelty, Kieran faces an impossible choice: defy the laws of their kind to fight for her or walk away forever. But destiny is cruel. A single mistake—a drugged drink, a night in the wrong bed binds Kieran to Selene’s sister in a marriage of convenience. Though his soul belongs elsewhere, an unexpected obsession begins to consume him, pulling him deeper into a twisted love he cannot escape. In a world where every choice leads to destruction, Selene and Kieran will learn that forbidden love always comes at a cost. With betrayal lurking in the shadows and passion igniting a dangerous hunger, they must decide surrender to their obsession or risk losing everything. In the end, love isn’t the strongest force of all. Obsession is.
Joxi_Jash · 24.4K Views

OBSESSIVE FLAMES: Twin Sisters' Divine Retribution

PROLOGUE: BLOOD AND FROST The night the Yun Clan fell, **Yun Zhuo** crawled from a mountain of corpses, clutching her dying sister **Yun Jin**. Flames devoured centuries of glory, but Yun Zhuo’s eyes burned fiercer: *“Those who harmed you… will burn.”* **BOOK 1: THE ASHEN PHOENIX** **Ten years later, two names terrorize the realms:** - **“The Vermilion Phoenix” Yun Zhuo** — Her heavenly flames incinerate armies. - **“The Silent Frost” Yun Jin** — Her smile freezes souls; her obsession knows no bounds. Yun Jin’s Mantra: *“Sister is mine. Those who touch her…* **turn to frost.”** When a noble dared flirt with Yun Zhuo, he awoke encased in ice, screaming as his spirit shattered. When an ally stayed past midnight strategizing, Yun Jin erased his memories with a whisper: *“I’ll clean it for you, Sister.”* **BOOK 2: SCORCHING THE FALSE SUN** The sisters infiltrate the Celestial Court, targeting the architect of their ruin — **Crown Prince Shen Qingheng**. **Three Acts of Retribution:** 1. **Economic Annihilation**: They bankrupt his empire, turning gold to ash. 2. **Social Execution**: At his coronation, Yun Jin projects his sins — regicide, betrayal, demonic pacts — onto the sky. *“Bow to your true king: a serpent!”* 3. **Divine Punishment**: Yun Zhuo’s flames melt his bones; Yun Jin’s frost imprisons his shrieking soul in **“Eternal Icefire.”** **BOOK 3: THE ABYSS STIRS** Victory awakens an ancient evil — **Xuan Zhu, the God of Decay**, who poisoned Yun Jin’s blood since birth. **Twisted Truths:** The sisters are the last **“Orderweavers”**, destined to balance cosmic energies of **Purity (Qing)** and **Blight (Zhuo)**. Xuan Zhu corrupts nations, igniting a holy war to harvest their power. **Yun Jin’s Choice**: As her cursed blood devours her, she smiles: *“Use my death to kill him, Sister.”* Yun Zhuo grips her trembling hand: *“We live or die* **together.***”* BOOK 4: VERMILION AND FROST, UNITED** At the edge of reality, they confront Xuan Zhu within a black hole devouring stars. **Final Confrontation:** **Xuan Zhu’s Might**: Summons dead gods; twists space into slaughterhouses. **Yun Jin’s Sacrifice**: She shatters her soul into **“Eternal Frost,”** freezing the abyss itself. *“For you… I’d devour gods.”* **Yun Zhuo’s Answer**: Merging her flames with Yun Jin’s frost, she unleashes **“Chaos Annihilation”** — a light that unmakes divinity. **Epic Climax**: *As Xuan Zhu crumbles, Yun Jin fades into starlight… Yun Zhuo carves her own heart, binding her sister’s spirit within:* **“My fire is your forever home.”** **EPILOGUE: CITY OF TWILIGHT** A millennium later, **Zhuo-Jin City** floats above the ruins — a nexus where Qing and Zhuo energies dance. **Legends Whisper:** The Phoenix Empress walks alone, tracing frost patterns only she sees. When war threatens, silver petals bloom from her chest, freezing entire battlefields. **Last Line**: Her fingers brush empty air… and a familiar chill kisses her palm. *“Always watching, my little frost.”*
huan_song · 964 Views
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