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"Let me call the doctor " I move to press the emergency button but she pulls me back. "I think it's because am hungry " I heard her say. "Ahh...oh okay ,let me get you some food " I said but her hold doesn't loosen. "Vera " I call to her ,you need to let me go first . "Can't you stay for awhile ,I want to look at you more" she says instead. So I laid back in bed and let her gaze up at me . "Am sorry your in pain cause of me " I whisper. She smiled sliding closer to me ,she hides in my chest like a child seeking warmth . So I carrass her holding her tightly as I could. "I like the sound of your heartbeat " she murmured. I smiled for even if it wasnt me she liked ,it was still my heartbeat. ....... Even after years since she helped him, Alec hasn't forgotten her . So when she needs help he jumps in to offer it giving him another chance to win over ,Verana .

" I want nothing more than to taste your sweet blood on my tongue." His breath grazed her neck, followed by the wet glide of his tongue across her skin. Kerry shuddered, imagining his fangs sinking deep, feeding on her. "We can't do this," she whispered, her voice trembling. "What's stopping us?" "You're... my brother." "And yet, you stir something in me no other woman has." He grasped her hand, guiding it to his erection pressing against her. "You're mine, baby—made just for me." Kerry's life spirals into chaos when her mother marries a vampire. As someone who thought vampires were just myths, she struggles to accept their reality. But nothing could prepare her for her dangerously seductive new stepbrother, who seems determined to make her his. Is their bond a twist of fate, or something far darker?

When you love, you love blindly. When you hate, you hate fiercely. After a blissful marriage of 2 years, Claire's world shattered when a single doubt consumed her husband: he thought she was carrying another man’s child. His resentment towards her grew deeper, hate and disgust replaced the love and care once he had for her. She bloomed with excitement. "Cain- It's our second anniversary today. Let's — Her words were cut sharply, he pinned her to the wall. Gripping tightly on her neck he stared, “You disgust me, Claire Miller. You and, " he pointed towards her belly. This bastard, get out of my sight.” She had been adjusting to his change and insults but Calling his own flesh and blood as a bastard would be the last thing a mother could tolerate. "You will regret this. Cain Wilson." She muttered. Next morning he woke up to see an envelope beside him. “Divorce Agreement.” Signed by his wife. It made him mentally paralyzed. After 5 years Later~ “Boss! We spotted Madam at Cleveland Hotel,” Mark said. “With a kid.” He added. Dismissing his work he ran like a madman. Claire….. Come back to me !!! Why?? She stared coldly. “I need nothing from you.” “You might be a CEO, I'm no less than you, we are business competitors Mr Willson.” She smirked. “I want nothing from you, that requires your presence in my life.” Wearing her glasses, She walked away with her kid. “It's not you, it's I who needs you back. And I will get you back for sure.” "Call the media and release the press." He ordered. “From this day forward, I, Cain Wilson will be officially chasing my wife and Until I win her back and I will officially declare to step down from my position of a top CEO to be a full time lover and husband.” With a smile he added, “And a father.” The world watched, stunned, as the once-untouchable Cain Wilson put everything on the line for the only thing he could not bear to lose again. #Viralbookcall. __________ TROPES: CEO-Romance/Love-Hate/Divorce/Runway Pregnancy/Betray×Revenge/ Win her back/Medium-paced. Third person POV. ___________ Book : My CEO Husband's Twisted Love. Author : Mu_saiya Instagram : Mu_saiya Editor : Niya I do not own the cover picture, Credit goes to the owner. If any issues with the Cover pic kindly mail me I'll take it down. Email : wenxiaoer121@gmail.com Thank you for stopping by, have fun! and remember to support my work.

Lane Allen, an A-rank Guide, got injured on an emergency mission suppressing a dungeon break, and perished in his almost-lover’s arms. As the remaining members of his team continued to fight for their lives, in a fancy apartment in a distant part of the city, a young man opened his eyes. “Phew… That hurt like hell…” “It’s a bit of a shame to switch so soon… But I guess it is what it is.” “Anyway, who should I become next?” Actually, Lane Allen was not a Guide, but rather an Esper with a mysterious Plunder ability! It allowed him to possess other people’s bodies, and steal their awakened abilities. Keeping his real body safe, Lane could enjoy life to the fullest, constantly swapping identities, and doing whatever he wanted without ever worrying about the consequences! How great was that? Except… Damien Lennox grabbed Lane’s arm, and pressed him against the wall, his clear green eyes staring down at Lane intently, as if he could see right through him. “There’s no one else whose guidance feels so harsh and chaotic, yet pleasing at the same time.” It seems that Damien was somehow able to recognize Lane even after switching identities, and is unwilling to let him go? . . . Villainous protagonist who couldn’t care less (at least for now~) x Righteous love interest possessive of MC! Top x top :> #Guideverse #guide #esper

In a world overrun by dungeons and monsters, humanity's last defense lies in the hands of Awakeners, individuals gifted with extraordinary abilities. But not all abilities are created equal. Axel awakened Contract Bind, a unique E-rank ability so useless it seemed like a cruel joke. Unlike others who could form pacts with monsters and beasts, his ability could only bind a willing human. The catch? No one in their right mind would willingly surrender their freedom for a meager stat boost, especially to an E rank awakened like Axel. For years, Axel begged, bribed, and pleaded for someone, anyone, to accept his contract. But in a world driven by power and pride, no one was willing to kneel to an ability deemed useless. Even his girlfriend, the last shred of support in his life, abandoned him for a stronger Awakener. Broken, desperate, and with nothing left to lose, Axel made a choice that defied the system itself. "If no one else will, I'll do it myself.” Axel attempted the unthinkable: to contract himself. He knew it was impossible. The system’s rules forbade it. [Warning: Cannot contract self. Target must be a separate entity.] Unrelenting, he pressed on, defying the very foundations of the Awakener System. Then, something extraordinary happened. [Condition Met: Willing Subject Detected. Contracting Self...] [Contract Successful.] [An Anomaly Has Occurred. System Integrity at Risk. Reevaluating…] Pain unlike anything Axel had ever experienced tore through his body. The world blurred. And then, a cascade of notifications appeared, jagged and alien, unlike the polished menus of the Awakener System. [You have become your own summon.] [Status Changed: Human → Monster.] [Ability Rank Reevaluation in Progress...] [Unable to Determine Rank. Assigning Maximum Possible Rank…] [Ability: Contract Bind (SSS+)] Now, with the identity of both a human and a monster, with a power that transcends the known limits, Axel must navigate a world that fears and hunts what he has become. He must rise from the ashes of despair to challenge the very system that sought to suppress him.

Excerpts~ Her blood is a curse—a sweet, deadly curse that I can’t stop tasting. It coats my tongue, warm and heady, like it was made to undo me. I hate her for how good it feels. Hate myself more for not stopping. She doesn’t pull away. No, she’s watching me, her lips curving like she’s already won. Her pulse pounds against my mouth, steady and unafraid, and it makes me want to devour her whole. “Enjoying yourself?” she asks, her voice soft, taunting. I don’t answer. Can’t. My grip tightens around her wrist as I pull back, her blood still burning on my lips. She tilts her head, mockery gleaming in her eyes, and I know she’s baiting me. “Does it bother you,” she whispers, “how easily I let you take it?” The words cut deeper than they should. Before I can think, I shove her back against the wall, my body caging hers. Her smirk doesn’t falter. It dares me. Push harder. “You really don’t know when to stop,” I growl, my voice rough, guttural. “Neither do you,” she murmurs, her gaze dropping to my mouth. And then I snap. I crush my lips to hers, tasting blood and defiance and her. She gasps against me, her fingers curling into my shirt like she’s torn between pushing me away and pulling me closer. Every ounce of self-control I had shatters as I press harder, deeper, desperate to consume her completely. She shouldn’t feel this good. Kissing her should be a mistake. But the way she responds—the way her mouth moves against mine—feels like I’ve just ignited something I’ll never be able to extinguish. **** His kiss is fire. A raw, scorching blaze that steals the breath from my lungs and sets every nerve in my body alight. It’s unexpected, wild, and completely reckless—like him. For a moment, I freeze, my hands against his chest, ready to push him away. I should stop this. I need to stop this. But the heat of his mouth, the way his hands grip my waist like he can’t let go, makes it impossible to move. “Damn it, Killion,” I whisper against his lips, trying to muster the strength to pull back. But then he groans—low, desperate—and it unravels me. He kisses me harder, deeper, and I’m drowning in him. My fingers curl into his shirt, dragging him closer, even as my mind screams at me to stop. This is dangerous. He’s dangerous. But right now, I don’t care. His hands slide to my hips, gripping me like he’s afraid I’ll vanish. I hate how good it feels. Hate how much I want him in this moment, even when I know it’s a bad idea. When he finally pulls back, his breath ragged, his lips are swollen and red. His eyes lock on mine, dark and stormy, and I know we’ve just crossed a line we can never uncross. “You really don’t know when to quit,” I say, my voice shaky, trying to sound composed. His lips twitch, a shadow of his usual smirk. “Neither do you.” ***** In a world where power is the only currency and betrayal is a shadow at every corner, the fae and the demon must navigate a dance of lies and desires, where every touch is a weapon and every secret could shatter their fragile alliance. But as their game of cat and mouse spirals into something more dangerous, they'll discover the line between love and hate is thinner than they ever imagined. And in the Undercity, where hearts burn and, passion can be the deadliest weapon of all. Will Rosé find the truth she seeks, or will she be consumed by the very darkness she's trying to escape?

[Warning: Contains Mature Content] "Beware of the tongue of a wicked woman. For it may tell a lie that would slay the world." Eighteen-Year-old rejected, wolfless and blind Zina is summoned to the capital to tell a vision for the ruthless and feared Alpha King of the North notoriously known as ‘The King Who Crowned Himself’. The result of Zina’s ‘false’ vision has the Alpha Prince and future Alpha Supreme, Daemon, banished from the capital to fight wars at the borders where only death awaits him in the hands of the famed Arising Rogues, and the even more famed Deformed. But Daemon survives fire, blood and claw, and not only does he survive, but six years later, he is back as Alpha Supreme, driven by vengeance against those who brought him down. Starting from his cunny siblings, to the eighteen-year old girl now twenty-four who spelt his destiny with just mere words, Daemon vows to leave no one unscathed. However Zina is well aware of her own treachery. Now the Theta to the same powerful werewolf house she told the dangerous lie against, and having tasted the bitter pill of betrayal from the very people she told the dangerous lie for, she is unwilling to resign to her fate just yet. But how do you melt the heart of a man that you once ruined? And how do you destroy a woman loved by all the common people, and perhaps, even the gods? Daemon will learn the hard way that not all vengeance can be taken, and not all debts can be collected. Secrets abound, the Deformed Werewolves are set to rise, and a rare chance at second mating befalls the two most unusual people. And now, one thing has become for sure—Daemon must first defeat the enemy outside, before he can truly confront her, who has become the enemy of his heart. **** Zina's back pressed against the wall as a taut body pinned her, their warmth mingling together. Four years of deadly anticipation had culminated into that very moment. His whispers caressed her ear, sending shivers that had nothing to do with the chill in the air down her spine. “Since you see visions so well, tell me Theta of my house, do you see the day you will die?” His breath ghosted over her skin, reminding her of a debt to be collected. Swallowing and maintaining a tight grip on her staff despite the body that burned against hers, she answered firmly. “I am afraid the gods haven’t shown me yet.” The man over her smiled shrewdly. His lips grazed her ear, his hot breath sending waves of sensation. “I believe in all of the names I have been called, one of them is god. So let me tell you that which you do not know… “…today is the day you will die.”

Completely naked his body pressing in hers. He slowly backed up and soaped up his hands. He turned her around and started with her shoulders he pulled her close she could feel the hard length of his hard length pressing up against her backside it gave her body goosebumps, shivering from its coldness. He steps back and washes her back and then her butt. While washing her butt he's groping it and smack it some making her wince. With each smack she whines a bit. He turned her to face him and then began to wash the front of her. First taking her arms and rubbing them and then moving his hands over and around her neck he goes for her breast. One in each hand he washes them squeezing and shaking them. Gripping them. Violet moans with pleasure. "You like that?" Gabriel said slickly "you like when I touch your breast and flick your nipples?" Violet moans quietly arching her back in response as he pinched her nipples. He moves from her breasts to her stomach and then below. He slides his hand between her legs and pulls her in. She gasps and holds on to him for support as he runs his fingers between her lips and clit. She's trembling from his touch. As he moves his finger around the outside of her. "Time to rinse off" he whispers to her. He uses his body to push her towards the water and he rubs her again he presses the front half of her body to his and washes the soap off her backside. She throws her head back. And begins to let out a scream, but he covers her mouth with his hands and says "shhhhh be quiet now." He spins her around so her back side is pressed against his c*ck. Feeling it's cold contact she throws her head back again gasping. Her then washes the front of her off pressing hard against her he gropes her breast squeezing them tight and pinching her nipples. She was so surprised by how good this felt. How badly she wanted him to bite her. And just as she finished that thought he stuck his hands between her legs again, and then he bit her on the opposite side of Oliver's bite. The bite burned her core undoing her as he played with her clit with his fingers and then sliding them inside her. Holding her body hostage with his fangs and fingers she completely submitted to his whims. He could have what ever he wanted in that moment and she wouldn't complain a bit. Pulling his fingers out of her and sucking her juices off them he says "You really are the best thing I've ever tasted. And now I know why my brothers are struggling not to f*ck you and are fighting over you. I don’t think we can wait until the full moon to start breaking you in." The book starts off without a lot of detail for the characters, but as the story progresses you you’ll notice each character develop and get to know them. Maybe even fall in love. Please enjoy!

“What's done is done! Let's just forget it!” He said and acted nonchalantly, even though he was cowering in fear because something was telling him that the stranger in front of him didn't intend to let go. The man's frown increases and Hayden swears that the temperature in the room increases multiple times. After winning over his heart and stealing his first, this boy wanted to avoid responsibility, which made Zenos annoyed. “You want to run away from me?” He asked in annoyance, and suddenly Hayden found himself under the man without even knowing how. “I'm just…” Hayden wasn't able to finish his words before he was domineeringly kissed by the stranger. Zenos used his left hand to pin Hayden's hand on top of Hayden's head effortlessly. Hayden tried to struggle and blocked the stranger's tongue from dominating his mouth by pressing his lips against each other stubbornly, but the man unexpectedly bit Hayden's bottom lips, making Hayden yelp in pain. The man used that chance to clean all the taste of strawberries in Hayden's mouth, while his right hand continued to stroke Hayden's body wantonly. When Hayden was starting to go dizzy due to shortness of breath, he was released by the man's assault. He breathed in and out rapidly and thanked heaven for the chance to live again. “You can't run away from me… You are mine” Zenos growled into Hayden's neck possessively. Hayden felt a shiver run through his spine after hearing the stranger's words. His breath hitched as the man licked his earlobe and kissed his neck with extreme familiarity, domineeringly. “Mine,” the stranger proclaimed again. The stranger gave a low curse word and rolled off Hayden's shivering sensitive body, “I'll spare you because you're still in pain. You won't be as lucky next time” he said and lifted Hayden's chin to peck him one more time while Hayden stared dumbfounded. Cover isn't mine, found online My new bl novel is out: The Journey Of Chasing After The Transmigrated Straight Shou

Shen Feiwan et Fu Shiyan ont été forcés de se marier à cause d'une nuit d'imprudence. Trois ans après leur mariage, Shen Feiwan était traitée comme un cinquième roue de carrosse. Jusqu'à ce que l'ancienne flamme de Fu Shiyan revienne en ville, Shen Feiwan annonça qu'elle ne pouvait plus tolérer ce type de vie. Alors que Fu Shiyan courtisait son ancienne amoureuse, elle a "le cœur brisé" invité dix mannequins masculins à se joindre à elle pour boire et s'amuser. Quelqu'un n'était pas content de cela. Il l'a coincée et a dit, "Shen Feiwan, te comportes-tu comme si j'étais mort ?" "Quelle est la différence entre vivre comme une veuve et en être une ?" "......" En effet. Se débarrasser du père pour garder l'enfant, ce n'est pas totalement inacceptable ! Après le divorce, Shen Feiwan s'est entièrement concentrée sur sa carrière et elle a décollé. Elle avait des dizaines de millions d'abonnés dans ses livestreams, est devenue la meilleure créatrice de bijoux au monde, a gagné tant d'argent que sa main en était crispée, et a reçu tellement de prix que ses mains se sont mises à trembler. Lors d'une interview de presse, quelqu'un a demandé, "J'ai entendu dire que votre ex-mari vous poursuit partout dans le monde pour vous remarier ?" Elle a répondu calmement, "J'ai fait lire ma fortune." "N'est-il pas celui qui vous est destiné ?" "Il affecte ma chance financière." Fans : Qu'il aille au diable ! Fu Shiyan : ?

Born an omega in a time where omegas are rare and unwanted, Rory lived a life whereby he was always a second option in every situation. Omegas couldn’t birth pups, so no one wanted to be mated to them, except to fuck them and move on. He thought he was lucky to be betrothed to an alpha who loved him, but after a shocking betrayal, his heart turned to stone. Fleeing for his life led him into the clutches of Jason, a dangerous, ruthless wolf. He loses his virginity to him and the morning after, he realized that this soulless Alpha is his fated mate. But, once again, Rory is reminded of his curse of always being a second option when he got rejected. As if that wasn’t enough, he soon realized his life is in immense danger. Rory then decides to run away and start afresh in a different country. One thing Rory didn’t expect to happen, was for him to end up pregnant weeks after fleeing! ~~~ Years later, Rory now has an adorable son. He wasn’t the timid omega he once was, because he had managed to rise to the very top. Along the line, he managed to open his heart up to Kenny, a cute Alpha who loved and cherished him wholeheartedly, leading him to live a contented life. But when he collides with Jason this time, he wants nothing to do with the alpha who rejected him in the past. Jason, an Alpha of Alphas, felt his wolf wilt away the day he rejected his omega mate. He tried making things right, but the pretty omega who smelled of wildflowers and vanilla had completely disappeared from the face of earth. Now that he had encountered Rory again, he wasn’t ready to receive ‘no’ for an answer, and he was ready to do whatever it takes to get the omega’s forgiveness. However, Kenny wasn’t ready to let go of Rory either! A fight for the omega’s heart, who’s gonna emerge the victor? And what if they decide to share instead? | - | e x c e r p t | -| “Arch for me, pup.” The dark alpha husked and more color rushed into Rory’s face as the order settled in his stomach. For the first time in his life, Rory was completely nude in front of a man. He had assumed losing his virginity was gonna be brisk, and that it was gonna happen in the dark. He never counted on it going down this way, with an alpha whose dark eyes made his weak kneed and tongue tied, whose voice made his insides clench up, and whose touch made slick gush out of him like he was a faulty faucet. He pressed his flushed face into the sandalwood smelling sheets, limbs trembling as he arched his back even more, till his ass was very high and his chest pressed into the bed as well. “There you go, that’s a good boy.” The Alpha growled out, hands reaching out to knead his hips, and when he delivered a spank on Rory’s ass, a stuttered whimper spilled past the pretty omega’s mouth, muffled in the sheets. Moments later, fingers were digging into the omega’s hair, jerking his head up just as another spank got delivered on his second cheek, and this time, there was nothing to muffle the high pitched sound and it filled the air in a melodic tune. “Don’t muffle those sweet sounds, gorgeous. I want to hear every sound you make, I need to hear you as you fall apart from pleasure in my bed tonight, and that’s exactly what’s gonna happen.” * Cover isn’t mine. If owner requests, I’d take it down.

Leonard, a 22-year-old office worker, felt the weight of the world on his shoulders. After a long, exhausting day filled with endless deadlines and demanding clients, he trudged home one evening, the stress of his life pressing down on him. As he walked, lost in thought, he didn’t see the manhole cover ahead. With a sudden, jarring slip, he tumbled into darkness. When he finally regained consciousness, Michael found himself in a strange new world. Confused, he looked around and realized he was in a completely different body. A surge of excitement coursed through him. As a lifelong manga enthusiast, he had always dreamed of being reborn as a powerful protagonist in a fantastical realm. But his hopes were quickly dashed as he took in his surroundings. This world was ruled by vampires and werewolves, powerful beings who held dominion over humanity, reducing them to mere slaves. Michael’s heart sank at the realization: he was now among the oppressed, and freedom seemed like a distant dream. Determined to change his fate, Michael resolved to earn enough money to buy his freedom from slavery. He found work in a dark, oppressive mine, toiling long hours alongside others who shared his plight. One day, while digging deep in the cold earth, he stumbled upon an ancient, glowing orb. Intrigued, he reached out to touch it, but as he did, a surge of energy coursed through him, draining almost half of his life force. But rather than succumb to despair, Michael discovered that the orb had unlocked a mysterious Bloodline system within him. This newfound power surged through his veins, awakening something deep inside. Fueled by determination, he vowed to harness this strength and become the strongest warrior, just like the protagonists in his beloved manga. With each passing day, Michael trained harder, learning to wield his abilities and navigate the treacherous world around him. He formed alliances with other slaves and began plotting a way to rise against their oppressors. As he ventured into the unknown, he encountered formidable foes and breathtaking landscapes, each challenge pushing him closer to his goal of freedom. Join Leonard on his incredible journey filled with wonder, danger, and the quest for liberation in a world where hope seems lost. Will he become the hero he always dreamed of being, or will he be consumed by the darkness that surrounds him?

"Did he touch you?," he asked as his blood red eyes looked intensely into her purple ones. "Y-yes, b-but it w-was unintentional," she said nervously. "Still defending him, are we, huh? Intentional or unintentional, I don't want anyone touching what's mine, do you understand?," he whispered the last sentence in her ears, while running his thumb on her lips. She nodded, looking into his eyes that had become a shade darker. "Words.....snow," he said pressing her against the closet behind her, before leaning in towards her, "I need words." "Y-yes, I-i understand." "Good," he said, before leaning in completely and capturing her lips with his in an intense kiss. ********* Hazel Snow had never thought she would fall in love with the devilishly beautiful senior, during her first year at the University. She had just lost both her parents in an unfortunate accident and had moved to stay with her only relative. Not wanting to be a burden to her Aunt, her dad's younger sister, she accepted the admission letter from the best University in the country. She had decided to stay away from people, but her resolve only started to crumble after her very first encounter with the beautiful senior who was able to make her turn red. Ian knew that his black heart had been stolen by the little human with the glasses, who was able to make his dead heart come to life. Ian, who was not able to love, found himself craving the love and attention of the little human with the glasses. She was not only able to make his dead heart skip beats, she is also able to bring out his darkest side. She fell first, but he fell harder. She was his light, but he was her darkness.

In the mystical realm of Werleria, The Sorcerer Kingdom, Sylteena Benedict, the "Cursed One," already receiving the worst side of life, is forced into a marriage with the enigmatic Prince Anthony — One who bears a dark secret that is the root of his ruthlessness. As she navigates the treacherous landscape of court politics and family feud, Sylteena discovers a beast in the forest who challenges everything she thought she knew about love and loyalty. Torn between the ruthless prince and the mysterious creature, Sylteena must choose her path and confront the true nature of her heart's desire. - "Where humanity and beasthood blur, love becomes a perilous puzzle." Extract: Anthony's hands closed around Sylteena's wrists, chaining her to the headboard. His intense gaze pierced at her as he whispered, "Escape is impossible, little one." His lips claimed hers in a possessive kiss, sending shivers down her spine. Her body was already too weak to struggle. • • • Despite his inhumane features, no one had ever handled her more delicately then a petal. As their kiss deepened, Sylteena's heart fluttered with a sense of longing and affection. She pressed against the soft cushion of the bed, feeling the powerful beat of his heart, matching her racing pulse. In that moment, she knew she was where she belonged, in the embrace of the one who had captured her heart — in the embrace of a real beast.

Transmigrated in an infant's body, the first thing Gu Yanyan saw after opening her eyes in this strange historical world was, murder of her 'biological mother'. At the age of three, she was sent away from the Gu household because a monk said, she was the reason for all the evil that happened in the Gu Residence all these years. At the age of thirteen she was brought back to Gu Residence because all the evil had been warded off and now she can live with her family in Gu Residence. Gu Yanyan sneered, "As if i don't know, my maternal cousin is returning as a third rank general and my mother's family ia about to make a grand comeback, so you want me to be bridge between two families, no chance." Gu Yanyan had returned this time just to fulfill previous Yanyan's wishes to help her cousin and her mother's family who had helped her till the end and take revenge on those who had wronged her in her previous life. But for that she had to grow strong first. .............. After being suddenly transmigrated in ancient world that too, as a mere four years old little kid, Lu Sicheng was bewildered but before he could sort everything out, he was told that his EMPRESS MOTHER had been assassinated and before she died she told her trusted aids to take the crown prince out of palace as soon as possible. So before he could mourn his supposed mother's death, he was dragged outside of the palace by the people his mother had sent. After getting previous crown prince's memories, he promised him to help him take revenge on his behalf and give his innocent mother a fair explanation. But for that he had to grow strong first. ............... After a decade of hardwork both characters had established their own business empires and dark forces. Competing against each for a decade, they could be considered arch enemies. What would happen if they were to fall in love not knowing that they had once vowed to erase each other's existence from the world. ............ "Do you think you can escape from me just because we were enemies? Hah no chance." A man in golden attire pressed a woman by wall and asked. "Not were. We are. We are enemies and we will be. Lu Sicheng, even in our previous life you couldn't make me your, in this life, you are bound to loss again." After saying that Gu Yanyan before grabbed his lapel and pulling him towards her. He was stunned when he felt a pair of soft and moisture.... lips!!? But it was only for a moment before he lost his consciousness. "Hah. Wants to make me yours? No Chance." But she didn't she, when she turned the 'unconscious' man's eyes suddenly opened and he raised his fingers to his lips. "What a sweet addiction, Miss Gu."

"What for? Isn't it enough to bully me like this, do you want to screw me too?" The woman was pressed up against Lin Tian. …… "Ah... ah..." Being fucked in a car for the first time, and by a stranger at that, the woman felt an excitement she had never known before. Lin Tian felt the same, wishing he could fuck her for three days and nights nonstop. ...

Lin Chuyi, after meticulously selecting for three years, chose a high-quality boyfriend, only to be cheated on a month into the relationship. She decisively broke up with him and immediately took the place of the Ye Family's daughter, marrying the heir of a wealthy family, Sheng Tingyuan. She planned to leave gracefully when the Ye Family's real daughter returned. Sheng Tingyuan blocked her path, "You lied to me and now you want to run away?" Lin Chuyi, "Don't you hate it the most when people lie to you? Should I not run and wait for you to deal with me?" Sheng Tingyuan pressed her into a corner, "You're not 'other people,' wife."

Gu Yang, who had just inherited hundreds of millions, transmigrated into a novel. She became the fake young lady who occupied the nest and suffered in the end. In the beginning, she framed the real young lady, and forced the villain into becoming her blood bank. She offended both the good and the evil. In order to make it to the end, Gu Yang decided to set boundaries with the Gu family. She apologized to the female lead, gave blood back to the villain, and did her best to stay alive. However... "Gu Yang is our daughter no matter what! She will always have a share of the Gu Group!" Her parents exclaimed. "I only have one older sister, and that's Gu Yang! Gu Yang, you can have everything in the Gu family!" Gu Pei, her younger brother, exclaimed. "The Gu family is nothing. I can give you ten times what they can give you," Gu Jin, the female lead, said. "My blood, my body, and everything I own belongs to you," Feng Jue, the villain, said. *** "Everyone in the Gu family is stupid. They treat the fake young lady like a treasure," all the wealthy families in Jincheng said. One day, the Gu family became the richest family in Jincheng. They were the leader in the industry. Everyone was jealous. There were rumors that Gu Yang spent most of her time with a mentally ill person. "Is she mentally ill too?" Netizens asked sarcastically. "I'm her patient," bigshots from different backgrounds stepped forward and said. "That's our president," the Huaguo Psychiatric Association and Psychological Association claimed. Everyone on the internet went crazy. *** Gu Yang thought the main villain in the novel was good-looking and was in a pitiful situation. She decided to treat him better and compensate him more. One day, he pressed her against a wall. "Did you hypnotize me? All I can think about is you." Later, she found out that she'd been exploring the world while he'd been waiting for her.

# familyfeud #daughterofamistress #koi Qiao Xuan, daughter of a county magistrate, supposedly had a fiance that everyone envied. But then her father’s legal wife schemed against her, and married her into a farmer’s family. On the night of her wedding, after seeing how shabby her room was, Qiao Xuan hung herself. When she opened her eyes again, a different Qiao Xuan had transmigrated onto this body. The new Qiao Xuan stared at her husband and frowned after seeing how shabby the house looked. “Don’t worry. I know that you didn’t want to marry me, so I won’t touch you. I’ll apply for a divorce tomorrow and give you back your freedom.” But wait, Qiao Xuan hadn’t figured out what was going on yet! She couldn’t get a divorce, or else her father’s legal wife wouldn’t forgive her. Also, she was a woman of a different world and possessed special powers. Couldn’t she just build a business from here? So it was decided. Qiao Xuan began assisting her husband and slapped the faces of all who wronged them. They kept leveling up, and went from being a poor farmer’s family to becoming the richest family in the area. Those who bullied her regretted their actions, and her husband had regrets too. “I never said I wanted to divorce you.” Qiao Xuan was perplexed when he was pressing her down on the bed. Why did he suddenly decide against getting a divorce?

[Warning: R18+] When Hate turns into Love... and Vengeance turns into Passion... Will he choose to start over with her? ======= Phantomflake's soul got separated from her body after committing suicide in front of her enemy, Nathan Sparks, the Supreme Leader of Syphiruz Mafia. She woke up only to find out that her body (which was in a coma state) was being held captive by Nathan 'the Devil!', who was trying to prolong her life. And what was his motive? To kill her by his own hand and torture her to death! Nathan has a deep resentment against Phantomflake as she was the one who assassinated the most precious person in his life. He wanted revenge! And things just got more exciting when a magical creature appeared in front of Phantom's soul, giving her a ridiculous mission in exchange of regaining her body back. "Make him fall in love with you within 100 days!" The flying creature said, pointing his small paws at Nathan who expressionlessly stood next to her sickbed. With her eyes going round, Phantomflake made an 'you-got-to-be-kidding-me' face at the flying creature. No way! That's a mission impossible! This guy loathed her so much. How would she do that??! ****** Excerpt: Nathan grabbed her by her neck. "Don't play tricks with me, Phantomflake." Nathan's cold voice reverberated inside the room, his eyes burning with rage. But Phantomflake just smirked at him, pressing her hands against his chest, her fingers teasing him. "You can't kill me, Nate. Just admit it. You've already fallen for me." With one swift move, Phantomflake pulled his shirt, closing their gaps as she crushed her lips against his lips. Surprisingly, Nathan just found himself responding to her. He lost! He couldn't resist her. ===== I owned the Book Cover (=";"=) Artist: Bea Cortez Join Author's server to get updates and announcements about the book. Discord link: https://discord.gg/WymeFaeQe

I can't help falling for you. you've unraveled me in ways I never thought possible... -------------- Natasha, a rebellious and sharp_tongued woman accidentally saw something she was never supposed to see, she comes across an agent of death, an immortal grim reaper cursed with endless existence and no emotions. Drogen is convinced that Natasha holds the key to ending his curse, and because of that, he does something forbidden, he revives her after death. Bound to him by a blood pact that he made with her out of impulse, she begins experiencing flashes of a forgotten past that tie her to him in ways she can't explain, and their connection deepens into something forbidden. A meeting that started with fear and death soon transforms into a sweet, passionate love experience that neither of them could resist. She finds herself helplessly falling in love with this mysterious being. As fragments of their past becomes clearer, Natasha and Drogen must piece together the truth about their connection—a truth that holds the power to either break Drogen's curse or plunge both realms into chaos. With time running out, their choice becomes the key to saving themselves and preserving the fragile balance between the living and the dead. 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.

Book 1: Crown of Vengeance "Blood cannot be washed away, and vengeance burns brighter than any flame." Selene Draven was once the most feared assassin in the Ironclad Kingdom, a master of shadows who answered only to the king’s command. But when her family is butchered, and she’s framed for their murder, her world crumbles. Imprisoned in Ironkeep, a fortress designed to break even the strongest, Selene is offered a dangerous bargain: infiltrate the Frostveil Court of the enigmatic King Caelan Veyrannis and uncover his secrets. Thrown into a deadly game of politics, power, and betrayal, Selene must navigate a world of hate while hiding her true nature, one that could change the balance of power in all Aeloria. But as tensions rise between the kingdoms, Selene finds herself drawn to two men who threaten to unravel everything she’s fought for: the cunning Prince Kade Blackthorn, who wields charm like a blade, and the cold yet compelling King of the North, who sees far more than he should. Betrayal is inevitable. Love is dangerous. And vengeance...vengeance is everything. Excerpt: Selene's hand ran down his abdomen, he cocked his head to the right, "Are you here to kill me or seduce me?" "How about both? I mean...a girl do have needs." she bit her lips leaning close enough, their lips were just inches apart. Her other hand moved in a flash, pressing a blade against his inner thigh, just inches from his manhood. He tensed, but the grin on his lips didn’t falter. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Selene, careful where you aim that thing.” “Careful?” she echoed, “You’re the one who’s unarmed, Your Majesty. Maybe you should be the careful one.”

You can read the full story here, but volume 1 is currently up for sale on amazon https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CW3HYKRQ This is a slow-burn isekai story about a young girl named Siya who was born with a weak body into a world that only cares about Strength. Because of this, she isn’t able to even use the only thing she has going for her, a knack for strategy, which is the last thing that the nation of meat heads seems to care about. She faces many hardships and trials, struggling through abuse, grueling training, and seeing death around every turn. Despite all of this, she presses on, grasping at straws and using everything at her disposal to survive. Turning to devine favor, unique abilities, and even magic and dark magic later on, they each come with a new problem. As she finds unlikely friends, and deals with unthinkable betrayals, she struggles to finally stand tall and place herself in a position of power where her true abilities could finally shine. This is NOT a revenge story, but that isn’t to say the main character magically forgives people either.

[MATURE CONTENT] Abigail Snow accidentally caught her fiancé being intimate with her sister. She learned that her fiancé had only used her to advance his business and had never truly loved her. Heartbroken, Abigail called off the engagement and left everything behind to start a new life with nothing. At her lowest point, she met Sawyer, a hidden tycoon who helped her rebuild her life and seek justice against those who made her suffer. As Abigail begins to fall in love with Sawyer, his childhood sweetheart reappears, causing doubt and confusion for her. *** Excerpt: Whoever this man was, he was her savior. If he hadn’t held her hand and pulled her, she might have become dead meat and gone straight to the afterlife. "Thank you so much, good sir," Abigail said softly as she finally looked up to see him. Abigail was stunned. "But I'm not planning to commit suicide. I tripped over my own feet,” she continued, avoiding eye contact. She stared at his chest—her line of sight only reaching his sturdy chest. “It sounds better to hear that, Miss. Because I don’t want to go to the police station to become a witness, or they might wrongly accuse me as a suspect,” he said with a sarcastic tone that caused Abigail to stifle a laugh. "Sir, I’m so grateful you helped me. You are my savior. I owe you my life—" Abigail paused, taken aback by her own words. How could she make such a deep vow to this man!? This man might take advantage of her if he was a bad person. Right? "Alright, young lady, you’re supposed to release your tight embrace on me. You’re safe now." Abigail was utterly shocked to hear his words. She only realized she was still in his arms, her hands tightly wrapped around his waist, and her entire body pressed against him. They were so close—close enough to hear his loud heartbeat. She quickly took a few steps back. _____ Author Novel: 1. DAMN! I FALL IN LOVE WITH HIM (Completed) 2. The Bride Of Immortal Crown Prince (Completed) 3. Rebirth: Dancing In My Destiny (Completed) 4. The Billionaire's Genius Wife (Completed) 5. Rebirth As The Vampire Lord's Wife (Completed) 6. My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back (Completed) 7. Betrayed by Fiance, Embraced by Hidden Tycoon (Serializing) _____ How to contact me: >> Instagram account: authorpurplelight >> FB Page: Author_Purplelight >> Join my Discord Server: https://bit.ly/purplelightserver _____ Notes: The book cover belongs to the author. Please don't reuse it!

--- Isabella never chose this. Forced into a marriage with the most feared man in the criminal world, Matteo Antonio, her life is now bound by a contract she didn’t sign willingly. Matteo is a man with a reputation for cruelty, a man who doesn't believe in love or loyalty—only power, control, and the cold, unrelenting pursuit of his own desires. Yet, despite everything she knows about him, despite how much she wishes to escape, there’s something in Isabella that wonders: *What if?* What if there's more to him than the cold exterior he shows the world? Now trapped in a life she didn’t choose, Isabella faces a question that haunts her every day: Will Matteo ever feel for her? Will he ever truly *see* her, not as a prize or a pawn, but as a person? Or will she, slowly but surely, fall for the man who holds her captive—body and heart? It’s a game. One that neither of them can afford to lose. ___________________ "Don't act like this is some big mystery. We both know why I'm here. We both know why I said yes. And we both know you loved my siste" His eyes darkened, his smirk vanishing. He stepped forward, and I stepped back. One step. Two. My back hit the wall. He leaned in close, his breath warm on my cheek. "Who told you," he said slowly, voice as sharp as a blade, "that Matteo *Antonio* has ever had feelings?". I froze. His eyes were like ice, cold and clear, but so much more dangerous. The kind of cold that burned. And suddenly, I felt so stupid. So stupid. All this time, I'd assumed—*no, Gianna told me.* She told me Matteo had feelings for her. She told me he loved her, that she had him wrapped around her little finger. She told me he would have chosen her if she'd stayed. But she was wrong. Because I could see it now, written in his face, in his eyes, in the way he looked at me like I was just another piece on the board. Matteo Antonio didn't *love*. He didn't feel anything at all. "You thought I loved her, didn't you?" His voice was soft, deadly quiet. "Is that why you've been walking around here with your head held so high?" His eyes flicked to my lips, my throat, before landing back on my eyes. "Let me make this clear, *cara mia*." He leaned in so close I could feel his lips brush against the shell of my ear. "I don't love. Not her. Not you. *No one.*" I sucked in a sharp breath, my chest rising and falling so fast it felt like I might choke on it. He pulled away just enough to look me in the eyes, his face unreadable. "Go to bed," he said, turning away from me. His voice had gone cold again, as if the storm had passed. "Tomorrow, you'll learn what it means to be my wife." I stayed there, pressed against the wall, too stunned to move. And as he walked away, I felt it settle into my bones. I wasn't his wife. I was his *prisoner.*

'Gwen pushed him back, trying to create enough space between them. "I do not love you." Alexander smirked. "You do. You just don't know that you do." Gwen moved back. "Do you know the ways of my heart." "Yes, I do. And it tells the truth. You are only too stubborn to acknowledge it." He moved closer, pressing her against the wall. "When you decide to tell yourself the truth, I will be waiting." He kissed her forehead. "But don't make me wait long. I am not as patient as people think." This time he kissed her lips and staked off, leaving Gwen in a complete daze.' Marriage and a family is all life is to Gwen and she would see to it that she is not humiliated before then. A wife, and not a mistress is what she plans to be, but what can be done when the king of her country makes a proposal to put her by his side? Alexander is used to getting what he wants and getting his way, after all, he is King. But when he sets his eyes on the young and beautiful Guinevere who is just as stubborn as he is, will making her stay at the castle earn him her love, or will it be the beginning of his undoing? (Hating Her King is the sequel to Loving Her Duke and is also the second book of the British Blood Trilogy.)

[Main Plot Completed] A love doomed from the start, a lost cause, a losing battle—and yet, neither hearts are willing to let go until the very end. ----- Arlan Cromwell, the epitome of the perfect Crown Prince. All he wants is to live a normal life of a human but the life of a dragon is anything but normal. He has but one goal—to find his runaway betrothed and behead her. What happens when he discovers that the woman who has snagged his heart is the one he vowed to kill? Oriana, a Black Witch, disguising herself as a man, has spent her entire life on the run without knowing what she is running away from. When the mysteries of her past slowly catch up to her, she has no one to turn to…except Arlan. But when she learns that the man she has given her heart to is the same man who wants to kill her, how can she accept the cruel card life dealt her? Two people with secrets to keep, identities to hide, and answers to find. When the certain darkness threatens to take Oriana away, will the Dragon be able to protect his mate? ----- Excerpt- “If I knew you were my betrothed, I would have killed you the very first moment we met." Arlan's gaze darkened with hatred. “If I knew I was betrothed to you, I would have killed myself before you even killed me!” Oriana mirrored the same emotions as him. He pulled out a dagger and offered it to her. “It’s not too late. Just slit your throat with this and you'll bleed out painlessly.” She accepted the knife, her fingers clutching its handle tightly. The next moment, he was pressed against the wall and the knife was on the right side of his neck. “How about I try it on you first, my betrothed?” “Feel free to try. But when you fail, this knife will first taste your grandpa's blood, then yours.” Anger rose in her eyes, and the next moment, blood was flowing through the right side of his neck. She cut deep enough to severe an important blood vessel. “You should not have challenged me,” she sneered and stepped back, waiting for him to collapse. He simply smirked and brushed his finger along the deep wound on his neck. “Seems like you failed.” She watched the wound on his neck heal on its own and felt shocked to her bones. “You.. what are you?” “Guess?” ----- Instagram- mynovel.20 Facebook- Author mynoveltwenty

Emmie’s heart pounded as the figure rose from the shadows, thicker and grayer than before—a far more earthbound and sinister version of the one he thought he’d conquered. The sparkling light from the crystals above seemed to be sucked away, leaving a suffocating emptiness. Even the sound of his friends’ breaths around him grew faint, their voices—one of concern, another of reassurance—muffled echoes through the cavern behind him. Yet he knew he had to press forward, deeper into the darkness, and face this alone. For now. The figure stepped closer, slow and deliberate, its glowing eyes radiating an icy malevolence. “You think you’ve overcome your fears?” it hissed, its voice sharp and grating. “That was nothing. I am the fog inside you—the one you ignore, the one that carves at you.” Emmie swallowed hard, forcing himself upright despite the shaking in his legs. “I’m not afraid of you,” he said, summoning courage he didn’t fully feel. “I’ve come too far to turn back.” The figure’s laughter crawled down his spine. “Brave, so brave… but so foolish. You’ve barely begun to uncover the truths buried in your soul. Your doubts, your regrets, your anger—they feed me.” For a moment, Emmie faltered. The words clawed at wounds he’d tried to ignore, stirring his doubts: Could he truly protect his friends? Were his choices enough? The darkness seemed to press closer, suffocating him with its weight. But then he remembered Mira’s voice, full of faith. He thought of Amara’s bright laughter and Cory’s unwavering support. They had believed in him when he couldn’t believe in himself. “Maybe I do doubt,” Emmie admitted, meeting the figure’s glowing gaze. “But those doubts don’t define me. My friends believe in me, and I believe in myself.” The figure’s eyes narrowed, frustration flickering within. “Conviction alone won’t save you,” it hissed. “Your friends are far, and here, it’s just you and me.” It raised its arm, and the shadows coiled into smoky tendrils, striking toward him. Emmie dodged just in time as they slammed into the ground, shattering the stone and sending shards flying. His heart raced, his footing unsteady, but he pushed himself upright. A faint light flickered in his hand—small but wholly his. The figure laughed, mocking him. “Is that all? A tiny flicker? Pathetic.” Emmie clenched his jaw. “It’s enough,” he said. “This light is everything I fought for, everything I believe in.” The figure snarled, and the darkness surged again, crashing against Emmie’s light. Straining against the tide, he closed his eyes and steadied his breathing. He thought of his friends, their unwavering faith, and his purpose. The light steadied, burning brighter. At that moment, he heard their voices—Mira, Amara, and Cory—calling to him. The sound reignited his resolve. As their light joined his, the shadow recoiled, its form shattering under their combined strength. The figure’s voice echoed as it faded: “This isn’t over, Emmie. This is just the beginning.” Emmie stood firm, unwavering. “I’ll be ready. Let’s finish this.”

In a world fractured by the mysterious Eclipse Spell, Kye finds himself marked with the ominous Eclipse Seal. Cast into a treacherous trial realm where monsters roam and survival is uncertain, Kye must uncover the secrets of his newfound power. With every challenge, the line between ally and foe blurs, and the weight of the world’s salvation presses heavily on his shoulders. Will Kye rise to the trial and uncover the truth, or will he be consumed by the darkness of the eclipse?

If you enjoy this story, please add it to your favorites. I will continue to update it regularly. You are also welcome to share your thoughts in the comments section so that we can work together to create a better story. Your support through favorites and comments will greatly motivate me. When Ellara was five years old, her mother died in childbirth. Her unfaithful father not only seized her mother’s inheritance but abandoned Ellara, leaving her to fend for herself in exile. On a stormy night, she stood in the pouring rain, accepting the blade handed to her by the man across from her. That moment marked her entry into MOON—a powerful yet enigmatic organization. The man claimed to be a friend of her mother, but Ellara didn’t care. The only thing that mattered to her was whether, one day, she could wield the blade of revenge against her father. Seraphina, too, once had a happy and loving family. But a devastating fire consumed everything she held dear. She knew that behind the flames lay a tangled web of power and conspiracy. From that day, she swore to uncover the truth. Ellara and Seraphina crossed paths on their journeys of vengeance, forging a deep bond as they supported each other. Together, they shattered layer upon layer of deceit, only to unveil an even greater conspiracy lurking in the shadows. One day, an official of the International Federation was assassinated, throwing the organization into chaos. Days later, the headquarters of a notorious arms dealer exploded, and its leader was found dead. The Federation was in an uproar again. Amid the growing turmoil, Ellara leaned against the wall, twirling a knife lazily between her fingers. “Can’t they give me something more interesting next time?” Without missing a beat, Seraphina tossed a file at her. “Sure. Here’s a task for you—babysit.” Ellara glanced skeptically at the subject of this so-called task: a high school girl standing smugly atop a pile of defeated thugs, her foot pressing down on someone’s head with unapologetic arrogance. “You sure this one needs me to babysit?” Ellara asked dryly. Seraphina smirked. “Have fun.”