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It hurts, doesn't it?" he murmured, his voice a dark caress that sent a shiver down her spine. Amelia nodded, her eyes never leaving his as she felt the wetness between her legs grow even more. With a smug smile, Enzo's hand moved from her thigh to cup her left breast, his thumb flicking over the nipple. It was a gentle touch, almost soothing after the sting of his slap. But she knew it was a prelude to something more. He leaned over her, his hard length pressing against her thigh. She felt a thrill of fear and anticipation. This was it the moment she'd been dreading and craving all at once. He reached for his belt, unbuckling it with a smoothness that spoke of experience. Her eyes widened as he freed his cock, standing tall and proud before her. It was thick and long, a stark contrast to the tenderness of his earlier touch. She knew what was coming, and she was both scared and excited. "Look at me, Amelia," he whispered, his eyes dark with need. She met his gaze, her breath shallow and uneven. He positioned himself between her legs, his hand guiding himself to her entrance. Her body tensed as she felt the tip of his erection against her. "Relax," he murmured, his voice soothing despite the intensity in his eyes. "This will only hurt for a moment."

"Raindrops fell over the two silhouettes remaining in the park. They leaned onto each other, providing a warm refuge that nullified the freezing water. The two girls allowed the tears of the sky to wash all their thoughts away, hands intertwined in the process. Love was the only console they had left." Adda has had an overall harsh and mediocre life, with controling parents and lack of meaningful friendships. However, pnce she meets Tania, her life starts changing uncontrolably, suffering a rollercoaster of emotions full of problems that will try to destroy her. Will she be able to find her way out of it? And what will become of their friendship?

Hello readers, this is my second book called Love me Maybe. I hope you enjoy it reading as much as I am enjoying writing the story. --------------------------- Synopsis Gabriel's first day of college is off to a rocky start - until he meets Eli, a charming and confident football player who helps him lug his luggage to his dorm room. This chance encounter sets off a chain of events that will change Gabriel's life forever. As they navigate the ups and downs of college life, Gabriel and Eli find themselves drawn to each other, despite their vastly different personalities. But as they delve deeper into their feelings, they must confront their own demons and the complications that come with love. Main Characters: Gabriel Gabriel is a shy and timid 18-year-old college freshman who is still finding his footing in the world. As a competitive swimmer, he has a lean and athletic build, but dresses in baggy clothes that hide his physique. With his auburn hair and mild freckles, Gabriel has an endearing and innocent look that belies the wildness and passion that lies beneath his reserved exterior. Despite his introverted nature, Gabriel is a romantic at heart, and he can't help but be drawn to the charismatic and confident Eli. Eli Eli is a 19-year-old college sophomore and the star left-winger of the college football team. With his chiseled features, dark hair, and piercing eyes, Eli exudes confidence and charm. But beneath his bright smile and outgoing personality, Eli hides a deep sadness and pain that he's carried with him since childhood. As he gets to know Gabriel, Eli finds himself opening up and confronting his demons, and he's surprised to discover that he's falling deeply in love with the shy and introverted freshman.

Year 1540 Nicole is a lowly human from the mainland trying to make ends meet as she would often paint for middle and high-class people sometimes even Purebloods which was rare in her case. She receives little money which doesn’t financially support her living. Until one day she received an invitation from the Snow Kingdom to paint the great Lord Jasper Gervassius. She reaches the kingdom and Meets Lord Jasper in the hopes of making a big income she receives more than what she bargains for. ---------------------------------- Teaser: Jasper placed both of his hands on either side of Nicole's head trapping her with his body. He stared down at her looking at his sweet innocent lamb, he couldn't help but smile at her widely. Her doe-like eyes staring back at him only made him want to devour her "Why do you play these games with me darling you know I don't like it. I think you forgot who you're dealing with." He leaned down against her lips slightly flicking his tongue in her mouth making her crave for more."My Quahneah Woman" Nicole gasped in shock as she wondered how he knew her tribe's name. Before she could say another Jasper had cupped her cheek softly placing his lips on hers and kissing her softly as he slowly removed his hands against the wall. He was wrapping his arms around her waist bringing her body closer to his as there was no space between them. As they continued Nicole started to become breathless pulling herself back to breathe, she couldn't help but look up to see Jasper looking at her with a smile that was Duchenne. His purple orbs looked into her seeing the love and adorn affection he was showing her.  "Jasper I have a question to ask you" Jasper hummed waiting for her question" What are we going to do about the tirade ." Jasper's smile suddenly became sinister as he narrowed his eyes "Why don't you leave that to me, darling."

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air. "You shouldn't be here," Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling. "Shouldn't I?" His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume. "I haven’t seen you for the last two days," his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. "Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?" Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, "I don't belong to anyone.” "A bold claim," he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. "Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch." His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. "Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?"

Everyone knows the classic Cinderella story. A prince who falls in love with a commoner and unintentionally rescues her from her abusive household. But… What if Cinderella were a prideful young man, and the prince… was a princess who could barely admit her own feelings? Oh. The things people will do for love. The illegitimate son from the Xie family is laughed at the aristocratic circle. Proud, aloof, and undeniably rude, he’s everything but likable. His only saving graces are his unmatched grades and a face that could stop traffic. Yang Qinru, the "tyrant" of Imperial Academy, is no damsel in distress. With a bat in one hand and wit sharp enough to cut steel, she’s both feared and respected. But behind her rebellion is a girl who’s unafraid to take what she wants—even if it’s someone as infuriating as Xie Xinglin. ... "You’re kind of cute,” Yang Qinru mumbled, her cheeks betraying her with a faint pink hue. "What was that?" Xie Xinglin looked up, frowning. "I said you look like you crawled out of a garbage can!" she snapped, cheeks flaming as she spun on her heel and stormed off. Later, Wang Ye leaned in with a sly grin. "Boss, you into him? Like, fantasizing-about-him kind of into him?" Yang Qinru shot him a glare. "Like who?" "You know… him. Do you, like, daydream about holding his hand and skipping through fields of flowers or something?" She snorted. "Of course not! What kind of nonsense—?" She paused, her voice dropping to a mumble. "It's not like I imagine us getting married, building a house in the countryside, and adopting five cats or anything." Wang Ye blinked, stunned. "Uh… boss, that’s oddly specific." "Shut up!" she barked, shoving him away. This isn’t your typical fairy tale. When the "Cinderella" isn’t waiting to be saved, and the "prince" has his own walls to break down, what’s left is a whirlwind romance of rivalry, sarcasm, and reluctant confessions. After all, love doesn’t always follow the script.

Athena Demerin has always been a star, both on the screen and in the skies. As the empire’s brightest actress, she’s used to winning hearts and conquering the charts, but she never expected to wake up as someone’s wife. When a mysterious marriage certificate issued by the Interstellar Bureau turns her world upside down, Athena confronts the impossible: she’s legally tied to Duke Mors Jericho, the empire’s youngest and most feared major general. The catch? He’s been absent since the supposed date of their union. Determined to unravel the truth, Athena demands answers from the enigmatic duke. But when they finally meet, their conversation takes an unexpected turn. Athena: How on Sinalta did this marriage happen? Did you bribe someone at the Bureau? Mors: I assure you, young madam, I am not in the habit of bribing bureaucrats for wives. One is more than enough trouble. Athena: Excuse me?! Trouble? I’m the victim here! You’ve been missing since... forever! Mors: I’ve been defending the empire. Apologies if intergalactic wars disrupted our honeymoon plans. Athena: Honeymoon? We didn’t even have a wedding! Mors: *leans in with a smirk* Shall we schedule one? I heard your acting skills might make it believable. Athena: Oh, you are impossible! I demand a divorce! Mors: Of course. Right after I survive the next assassination attempt and file the paperwork myself. As Athena steps into his world of high-stakes politics and interstellar conflict, she finds herself drawn to the infuriatingly handsome duke. But will she fight for her freedom, or risk it all for a love written in the stars?

[MATURE CONTENT] He wanted to ruin her by every means but what happens when he is the one who becomes her protector in an enemy kingdom?   Can she survive in a kingdom where nothing but hostility awaits her? Synopsis:   In the year 299 of the Lunar System, a mysterious red streak fell to Earth, landing in unclaimed territory between the kingdoms of Eldoria and Selvarys. The discovery of magical red stones sparked a decade-long war between the two nations. To end the bloodshed, the kings of Eldoria and Selvarys arranged a marriage between Princess Cynthia, whose reputation in high society was marred by scandal, and Prince Lucian, the illegitimate son of Selvarys’s king. Princess Cynthia, known as a villainess and troublemaker, had recently faced a broken engagement. Despite her notoriety, she agreed to the marriage to stop the war and save her people. Prince Lucian, recently returned from the battlefield, despised the thought of marrying an enemy princess. However, as an illegitimate prince, obeying the king’s command was his only way to survive the palace conspiracies. In a marriage marked by mutual disdain and distrust, can they put aside their hatred and learn to live together? Or will the hostility surrounding them in the enemy kingdom be too great to overcome? Excerpt: “Your Highness, why do you always avoid looking at me when you speak?” Cynthia asked, her tone firm as she tilted her head curiously. “Is it because you can’t keep eye contact with me?” she added her words carrying a subtle edge. To Lucian, her remarks felt like thinly veiled criticism he heard countless times. He clenched his jaw, then raised his eyes, meeting Cynthia's gaze with his striking green-emerald eyes. “Are you mocking me, Your Highness?” Lucian asked quietly and lifted Cynthia's chin, leaning in closer, his eyes reflected his irritation at the princess’s harsh remarks, their faces nearly touching.  “Well, it doesn't matter to me. As long as you perform your duty as my wife properly, I will have nothing against you. But the moment you fail in your obligations,” his hand slipped on her shoulders as he stared deeply into her eyes.  “It’s the moment you will regret this marriage. You will regret marrying into an enemy kingdom where you have no one to protect you from harm. Where not even your husband is by your side.”  A soft chuckle escaped Cynthia, confusing the man before her. “I will not regret any of it. You will regret it when you fall in love with someone you don't even wish to see,” she mumbled. Disclaimer: This is enemies to lovers. Read only if this is your cup of tea! Volume 1: Married to The Enemy (Completed) Volume 2: Hatred (Completed) Volume 3: Revenge (Ongoing) Support the book with Power Stones, Golden Tickets and gifts!

Please Kieran, it's hard dealing with your loss but every night you come to my dream and give me false hope that you are coming back and when I wake up, you won't be there. I know that you are trying to comfort me but I would really appreciate it if you stop coming to my dreams, I want to heal Kieran. We will be having our son soon and I want to be here to look after him, to protect him. I know I will never get over you but I need to stop believing in non-existence miracles."  Hearing all she had to say, Kieran only leaned over and kissed her softly on the lips, when he sat back up, he looked deep into her eyes, "did that feel like a dream, or perhaps this?" he elongated his fangs and leaned to her neck, sinking his fangs on his mark to renew and strengthen the bond.  —————————— After Prince Kieran’s death, Rylee is forced to flee with her friends to protect her unborn child, the key to the demon throne. But dark forces, including a vengeful masked figure and powerful witches, will stop at nothing to claim the throne by killing her. As Kieran struggles to remember who he is in the afterlife, Rylee’s life hangs in the balance. Sacrifices are made, and Rylee’s shocking death sparks a battle that threatens to destroy everything. Will Rylee and Kieran finally get their happy ending, or will destiny tear them apart forever? Spoiler: Male lead dies in first volume Female lead dies in the second volume Don’t You Want to Figure out how? #reincarnation #vampire #demon #werewolf #human #witches Volume 1: Mated To The Dark Prince Volume 2:Return and Revenge Volume 3:Prince Ryan’s Story

Being the daughter of a famous dragon hunter has its perks and annoyances. One perk Everscent likes is that she has access to things other people normally wouldn't. For instance, getting noticed by the Dragon God Chaos and receiving his blessing, giving her access to the system. There's no way she would have drawn the attention of a shadow god if she wasn't related to her parents. A second perk is getting one on one sparring sessions and being able to afford a tutor to help her control her blessing. At least, if they can find one strong enough to handle the powerful darkness she wields. An annoying perk would be all the expectations that are put on her shoulders. "Your mother is a strict Headmistress for the number one academy in the world and your father is an anointed Hunter to a High Lord who won the national tournament. How powerful are you?" Only she is powerful, she just can't control it so she doesn't use it. Often, at least. Well, only when it's convenient. However, now that Everscent is twenty years of age, she can go with her older brother to the academy to follow her family legacy. To join the tournament and become a dragon hunter. Well, just as soon as she masters the rest of her blessing. However, one mistake makes her entire first year tense and unforgettable. No one likes a pissed off King breathing down their neck, Ever especially. Not when her brother is starting to act weird. Not when demons are sneaking into the academy, and not when dragons are attacking with the Dra'koni. Is it just her or does everything just have bad timing? *** Two daggers sit atop a white marble pillar, protected by a dome of glass. While the hilts and crossguards match, the blades are different. One is made of a pale, shiny metal, while the other is crafted from dark obsidian. At the center of their hilts are round opal stones. Everscent leans closer, her hands pressing against the glass as she gapes at the lovely weapons. "What are you doing?" The deep, quiet voice makes her yelp and she jumps away from the dragon-blessed item. Everscent spins around and finds a dark figure leaning against the doorframe leading to the room she's in. Is he here to steal it too? Has word already gotten out about it being transferred here already? That's so annoying… Ding [Profile blocked from viewing.] Everescent's eyebrows furrow as she averts her eyes from her system screen to her new guest. How strong does he have to be to do that? A low grade wouldn't have been able to get past the Honeycomb Barrier. Everscent narrows her eyes. If he truly is that strong, can he see her profile window? He isn't giving anything away that he does. "Wha–" Her voice cracks, and she cuts herself off to clear her throat. Dang it. "Me? What about you?" The guy doesn't respond at first, then he hums. He gazes up at something behind her and taps a finger against the fabric of his pants. Then he pushes himself off of the doorframe, and with his hands shoved into his pockets, steps closer. "I asked you first," he shrugs. She tilts her head, why does he seem so familiar? "I got curious." She glares at him. She takes him in from head to toe. "I wanted to see it." "Seeing doesn't require touching, now does it, little thief?" She can hear smugness in his tone. Ever's hands curl into fists. Who the hell is this guy? "It's your turn," she snaps, nodding at him. "Why are you here?" "Just," he pauses, and reaches up to scratch the top of his head and then sighs, "doing some old man a favor." Old man? Her eyebrows furrow. "What–" He cuts her off. Suddenly, he's inches away from her, his eyes squinting as he smiles wide from beneath his mask. His eyelashes are so long. "You talk too much." He murmurs softly.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENTS (R:18) THERE ARE TORTUE, BLOOD,CNC, SEXUAL EXPLICIT SCENE, MURDER, BLOOD AND KNIFE PLAY ETC CONTAINED IN THIS BOOK. PLS READ WITH CAUTION! REMEMBER, R:18!! ***** He slammed her back against the wall. Holding her wrist tightly, he leaned down on her neck inhaling her scent. "Ouch! You're hurting me!" Serena cried out, but he didn't care. He stuck out his tongue and gave her earlobe a languid lick before nibbling down on her neck. "How dare you let him touch you, princess? Do I need to remind you of whom you belong to?" He hissed through gritted teeth. His breath hot in her ears. Serena felt tiny and vulnerable as Marcellus's imposing figure loomed over her. She was pinned between the cold wall and his towering body, leaving her nowhere to escape. "I didn't let him touch me-" "Still lying, princess?" He interrupted. "I think I need to brand your body with my mouth, so anyone who dare look at you would know that you belong to me and only me." He didn't wait for her response before slamming his hungry lips on hers. Claiming it for himself as he suckled roughly on her bottom lips. He forced his tongue roughly into hers, sucking away her breath. The kiss was hot, heavy and rough filled with an insatiable hunger as he ravaged her lips.... ***** When Serena was thrown into Marcellus arms as a collateral she expected him to be rough and wicked like her madam. Instead, she became his obsession, her voice his daily sound, her presence his sole purpose of living and without her he was nothing. Enemies, dangers, secrets and lies began to unfold as they threatened the relationship between them. When Serena finds out her true identity, and what transpired 21 years ago, would she be able to forgive her biological parents for abandoning her? Or would she allow them to feed her more lies? Knowing that the truth would break her and Marcellus apart...

"Party B must return before 10 pm. Party B is not allowed to call any other man's name. Party B must always accompany Party A on all outings if necessary. Party B shouldn't be seen in any situation with another man, causing damage to the relationship. Otherwise, Party B must be punished,' " she read aloud, her voice trailing off on the last word. "Party B would always sleep in Party A's room, and in any case, Party B is obligated to fulfil her duties as Party A's wife," her words faltering at the word 'duties'. Do the duties include... A smirk played on Zayden's lips, leaning closer to her. "Should we start with clause 5? You seem to like that one the most," he said with a grin. "What clause?" she whispered, her voice barely audible, as he planted a soft, tantalizing kiss on her neck. "We need to make babies," he added, his voice low and playful, sending shivers down her spine. ****** Life was once blissful for Zara until fate played a cruel joke, granting a wish with devastating consequences that turned her world upside down. Diagnosed with a brain tumour and given only eleven months to live, Zara was devastated as she counted down the days remaining. Then, unexpectedly, Zayden, the deadliest and most captivating billionaire, entered her life, mistaking her as his surrogate mother. With just eleven months left, Zara decided to pretend to be the real surrogate. Little did she know, Zayden had a mysterious past and identity far beyond her imagination. What will happen when Zayden discovers her as the fake surrogate? How did Zara become entangled as his surrogate? What secrets from Zayden's dark past will unfold? And what will transpire when Zayden realizes Zara was his lover from a thousand years ago?

Every little girl's fantasy is to live a wonderful life full of riches and luxuries. This was the future she imagined, and she was willing to go to any length to obtain it. She was spoiled, pampered, and doted on by her family, and she was proud of herself. She knew she deserved the best, and she went for it. This, however, is where the nightmare began. Wanting to leave the clutches of poverty wasn't as simple as she believed, given the things she had to give up, the humiliation she had to endure, and the numerous things she had to lose. It was not worthwhile. When she thought she had it all, she was slapped in the face with the cold, hard truth: she was only a SUBSTITUTE. And when two of her closest companions turned on her and betrayed her, she was shoved aside and got humiliated by people she used to know. With nothing and no one to lean on, she was forced to make decisions. Decisions that gradually resulted in something breathtakingly amazing. [DING! SIGN IN! THE HOST HAS BEEN REWARDED WITH ******]

----- Updates: 3-4 times a week, 1-5 chapters per update, at 3:00 PM UTC. Each chapter: 1,000-2,000+ words. ----- This story leans into the warmth of slice-of-life fantasy with a touch of survival, offering a relaxing escape for those looking for a break from emotionally heavy tales. Reborn into a magical world full of wonders, a girl is given a second chance at life—this time, without the weight of big responsibilities. Gifted with the extraordinary power of [Creation Magic] and driven by an endless curiosity, she sets out to explore everything this new world has to offer. From meeting quirky companions and uncovering ancient secrets to stumbling upon lost ruins and enjoying the simple joys of life, her journey is anything but ordinary. Every new encounter brings surprises, laughter, and sometimes a bit of trouble, but she takes it all in stride. Amid the excitement, she carries a heartfelt dream: to find a place she and her companions can call home—a cozy haven to return to after every adventure, a place that’s truly theirs. With magic at her fingertips, a sense of wonder in her heart, and her trusty companions by her side, she dives headfirst into the unknown. What secrets will she discover? What challenges will she face? And will she finally find the home she’s been searching for? A warm and whimsical tale of magic, adventure, and belonging awaits! The Wandering Witch Celeste (放浪の魔女セレステ / Hōrō no Majo Celeste) (떠도는 마녀 셀레스트 / Tteodoneun Manyeo Celeste) (流浪的女巫赛莱斯特 / Liúlàng de Nǚwū Celeste)

Xion Aijawa thought his life was finally coming together. That is, until he tried saving a cat stuck in a tree, fell into a pit, and... died In his disoriented sate of "Freshly dead" the silly Xion accepted a strange request and ended up transmigrating into the world full of dungeons and Mana. He became illegitimate child of Marquis family hated by his three siblings. According to the memory of the original owner of the body, Xion only had a month to live. So, taking the cover of the banquet, Xion ran away. Aided by a mysterious Mall System, he makes his way to the distant borderlands, hoping to put his past behind him. But fate has other plans-. Xion ends up saving Darius Rael Darkhelm, the feared Archduke of the North, notorious for his ruthless and deranged nature. The silly Xion tried to run away but... Xion's heart thumped loudly as Darius effortlessly pinned his wrists using only one hand. "I've heard you tried to run away." Darius gently caressed Xion's pale cheek, "That must be a lie... After all, I've given you things even the royal family can't have. Isn't that right, my dear healer?" Xion gulped when Darius's thumb brushed his lower lip as a chilling smirk remained on his handsome face. "I-I think I should leave, Your Grace. I've overstayed my welcome..." The room grew cold, and struggling Xion shivered. Darius's green eyes dimmed before lighting up with a dangerous glint. Xion felt a pit growing in his stomach when he saw the deranged archduke smile. Darius never smiled. And whenever he did, it only meant trouble. "You're right," Darius said calmly. "So, let's get married." Xion "...!!!!" ______________________ This book will lean toward dark romance, but there will be no r@pe. This author doesn't like glorifying SA as romance. I am trying first time for CQ, so please support this book with power stones and by adding it to your library. Your support is immensely needed! ＼⁠(⁠^⁠o⁠^⁠)⁠／

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.”

After reincarnating eight times unsuccessfully due to a glitch in the netherworld, Jia Hao finally reincarnated in the world of Urban Fantasy, an eroge game that he played before. However, he realized the game was currently in the bad ending mode and he is powerless like a side character without any game system. Skinny dude who blackmails girls? Check! Fat Ugly Uncle who lusts after women? Check! Blonde haired delinquent whose eyes are covered with bangs? Check! As Jia Hao was wrecking his brain to how to change the plot, he found a mysterious pot that can take him into an ancient world, and the items he brought from the modern world transformed into heavenly treasures! " Now, you dare to gaze at my women? My dear wives! Beat him to death!" Jia Hao ordered as he leaned back on the chair like a salted fish.

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

Alex, an average web novel author, was writing his book in the middle of the night. After intense three-hour writing sessions, he decided to proofread the content. "Trash!" he yelled in frustration and scrapped all of the chapters. "I'll try again tomorrow; it's not like the reader's gonna kill me." With that, he closed his eyes only to open them in a foreign world. Before he could learn anything more about it, he was pulled back to his original one. "What the hell? Was that a dream or inspiration?" Suddenly, he again entered a foreign body, only to realize his soul was swapping bodies with his transmigrated self. This sequence repeated itself again and again, each time revealing some shocking things. And then, the swapping stopped, trapping Alex in a foreign body amid a world that is the same as Earth but with added twists like ghosts, evolving creatures, and the supernatural. Of course, the most important thing is superpowers; yes, he can gain them by performing a simple ritual. But there was one tiny bit of a problem. "Everything has a price." "If you want fantastic abilities,” "Tell me, Alex," "What are you willing to sacrifice?” ___________________ A/N: Starting chapters might feel challenging to read, as they lean more towards mysteries, or in simpler terms, a lack of information. However, I promise that if you can get past it and read, it will improve, and it will continue to get better and better with each chapter. ______________________ Tags: - Weak to Strong - Dark - Superpower - Ghost and Spirit - Monster - Campus - R18 - Gore ____________________________

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

Diana Margaret Pierce was a beauty to behold, a woman of fierce Independence and quiet grace. With a sharp wit and an unwavering spirit, she carved her own path in life, unafraid of challenges or expectations. She was her own woman - stubborn at times, passionate always - until she crossed paths with the enigmatic James Deniro Alfred. James, a charismatic and powerful CEO, was a man shrouded in mystery. Beneath his polished exterior lay a man of contradictions - intense, protective, and burdened by a labyrinth of secrets, hidden motivations and a heart that had learned to protect itself at all costs. From the moment he laid eyes on Diana, he knew she was different. She wasn't just another fleeting connection or a piece in his calculated life; she was the one person who seemed made for him. "Boss, the madam has a tail on her," one of James's trusted men rushed into his office, breaking the calm of the day. James's dark eyes flashed with unrestrained fury. He leaned back in his chair, his voice a deadly calm. "Well, what are you waiting for? Burn them alive." As Diana navigates her new life alongside James, she begins to unravel the layers of his carefully guarded world. With every secret revealed, their bond grows stronger, but so do the dangers surrounding them. Diana's strength and resolve are tested as she realizes that being James deniro Alfred's wife means more than just love - it means becoming his anchor, his equal, and the one person he would burn the world for.

"You know what a good girl would have done? A good girl would have stayed home instead of sneaking out of her father's compound just to get a man to fuck her. A good girl wouldn't have stabbed a man like me with a pen. And most of all, a good girl wouldn't be turned on by holding a gun to a man's chest." I lean closer to her. "You're no good girl, Ivanna." "You… you're wrong." "Go on then. Come on. Pull the trigger." *** My name is Ivanna. I am the daughter of Misha Sidorov, the head of the Krasnoyarsk Bratva. I have just graduated and I’m about to go to college. My life is perfect until Sergio Sakharov comes into the picture. He is the darkness itself. He reigns over the entire Sakharov family and by extension, the Dvina River Vory Bratva. His word is law, and his desire is absolute. Everything changes in a split second when he steals me away and holds prisoner in Tyva, a bride for his only heir. But Sergio doesn’t take no for an answer. He always gets whatever he wants and against all reason, he claims me for himself instead. He thinks I’m the perfect match for his desires and he is determined to keep me close, even if I fight him at every turn. Except, I’m no helpless pawn. I’m not innocent. I have tasted his dark side, and I want more. The don himself, the man they call the Volkov of Dvina River appeals to me in the most sinful of ways. His wickedness draws me in, and when he decides that he wants me, I’m helpless. I can’t resist him, even if it means giving myself to him. He may think he has power over me and can control me every step of the way, but I’m about to show him who the real boss is.

Ruby was a genius; however, she tragically passed away after falling from the fiftieth floor of her own company's building. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in an entirely different world. Have you ever heard about the Ghost World? I'm not referring to the world of deceased individuals, but rather a planet. Ruby was shocked when she woke up in the body of an twenty-year-old girl who was already married and had four ghostly husbands. Unfortunately, these husbands didn't love the original owner, and the original owner treated them poorly. The first husband leaned over with a sly smile on his face and said, "You think you can leave me, pretty wife? Nope! Once my eyes catch what I like, I will get it no matter what." The second husband angrily exclaimed, "I hate you, stupid witch! Don't leave me; your stupid husband loves you." The third husband innocently said, "Wife, I made my special soup for you," and proceeded to show bowls filled with blood. The fourth husband gently raised her chin and said, "Wife, I can't believe that with every passing second, minute, and hour, I'm falling for you even more." The fifth husband, who fell in love with her at first sight, looked at the camera and arrogantly smiled. "I fell in love with someone at first sight! Get ready to grab it; I'm throwing ten thousand gems to celebrate," he declared as the camera panned to a room filled with money and treasures. Ruby : "..." Please, someone, make me dead again. Warning: • Reserve Harem • 18+

“I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…” As she says the words, her pussy performs the actions until I’m panting into the space between us, shudders wracking my body.  “FUCK,” I growl, sparks blinking in front of my vision. “You’re going to get it now, little girl.” All I can do after that is make her lose her mind. That’s the only way to define it. I shove her legs open on the bed and do exactly as I threaten. I rail her like a dog, slamming my cock in and out of her wet blonde cunt. She screams and claws at me, begging me not to stop, rocking her hips up to meet my hectic drives, my grunts loud enough to be heard in the room next door, along with her calls of my name—and in this moment, I want that. I want everyone in this hotel to know I get to fuck this supple nineteen-year-old. “Harder, Big Daddy. Punish me.” I’m not sure how I stop myself from ejaculating. Maybe it’s the intense need to stay locked inside her perfection for as long as possible, but somehow, I hold back. Long enough to pull out of Lia and flip her face down, yanking her hips up and back into my lap. I re-enter her with my purpling cock, our flesh slapping madly as I raw dog her from behind, employing not a hint of gentleness. She doesn't want gentleness, either. Not my girl. She tilts her hips back and asks for it harder. Faster.

Rumors say that if you ever come across an extremely handsome man in a doctor's coat twirling a shiny scalpel between his fingers with an alluring smile on his lips that takes your breath away… Run. For he is the devil. *** Yang Mingshen’s existence screams of six adjectives - Handsome, wealthy, talented, narcissist, arrogant and evil. He is an unrivaled doctor from one of the most affluent and prestigious Underworld families, who sees only medicine and his own interests. Until a desire consumes him - to have a woman’s heart. That woman, Song Jia, continues to put all the wrongs to right as a capable police officer. She, whose life was once saved by the devil doctor, refuses to bend to his tempting seduction. “I will just take your heart and put it in somebody else's chest. It won't hurt at all, I promise~” “Yes because I will be dead to feel anything.” But the bad news comes knocking when Yang Mingshen becomes the lead forensic investigator to assist in her cases. With a devil now clinging to her, she comes across a deep, dark and cruel web of conspiracies stained with blood, love, hatred, revenge, politics and much more. Treading into dangerous territories, will they be able to uncover the net of lies and deceit? And maybe find love along the way? *EXCERPT* “I am not the weak patient anymore. You try to grab my neck and I will break your wrist,” Jia threw him a death glare. Mingshen leaned in closer, chuckling devilishly. "I told you before, Spicy. I have saved your life. I have touched your heart quite literally. So that heart beating in your chest right now belongs to Yang Mingshen. If I want it, I will have it.”

" I've done everything by the book and look where that got me" "I was the good kid. I studied, I didn't drink, didn't go to parties, I kept my head done" " Nothing was ever enough for them , I was never good enough them ". He wiped the tears from her eyes " You think marrying me will make you good enough for them". She leaned into his palm and chuckled. "No, but it's a big enough fuck you to get them to finally notice me, acknowledge me". "Evelyn Rose, I want nothing more than to make you my woman but not to piss your old man off". She pulled his down to where he was slightly grazing her left boob. " What if I can stop thinking about you, your hands, where I want them. How they'll make me feel". She spun in his grasp and pressed her rear against him. He was hard. She had him where she wanted him

[Mature Content Warning] She wanted to just end her mission and go back to her political marriage, but he had already claimed her his possession. Selene Adawolfa, the Princess of the Adalopha kingdom. Promises her father to bring peace to the village in their kingdom, by ending the age-old war, without revealing her identity. On the first day of becoming part of the Winterwells pack in disguise, she gets herself into trouble. The unexpected turn of events brings her in contact with Fang Warchild, the alpha of the neighbouring village. The most handsome, yet the most vicious man in the entire kingdom who recognises her at the very first glance. And he was ready to ruin her mission just for the sake of owning her! (The story takes place in the 90s so you will find technology in it!) ——[snippet]—— He approached me as his footsteps resonated in the dead silence inside the tent, and I couldn't get myself to step back waiting stunned. Stepping closer he lifted my chin asking again, "do you still choose otherwise Princess?" I gulped, knowing Fang would understand very well what was on my mind, all my lies would be useless in front of how well he knew every nook and cranny of my brain. Mustering all the strength inside me I whispered, diverting my eyes, answering exactly what he didn't want to hear right now, "Yes!" A vicious smirk played on his face as he lifted me by my collar, while I tip-toed barely able to find the ground, trying to match his towering height. "I don't like it when someone touches what is mine," he leaned closer, his tall stature hovering over me just inches from my face and his infuriated breath crawling on my soft skin, "and you better know that your entirety belongs to only me!" ---- All credits of the cover to belong to its owner ---- Discord: https://discord.gg/ZhjZ9aHEZ6

Reincarnated As A Hydra (Book 1 Chapters [1] - [80]) The only thing the mage remembers is his death. He sees echoes of a war long lost and a fallen city vanished in the sands of time. He died but now he breathes again? He finds himself in a new form and given a new name and someone to protect. The mage turned hydra is bonded to the girl he now calls master. Bjorn lost his old life and when Freja’s life is threatened he will do everything in his power to protect her and maybe find his memories along the way. "The Chronicles of a Scalebound Sage: Reincarnated as a Hydra" follows Bjorn as he protects Freja, his new master. She is scorned, beaten and disowned from her family for being a failure in the arcane arts. The two must lean on each other for strength to survive in a world of monsters and magic. This is a LitRPG adventure where every victory is a hard fought and death is quick to claim those that lack resolve. Interlude Chapters Additional interludes will explore other surprises, delving into different facets of the world and its inhabitants. Wandmaker (Book 2 Ongoing) An ancient power stirs, sensing the impending return of the True Immortals. As the signs of untold destruction echo across the world, the urgent need for a new Wandmaker arises. They will be a beacon of hope in the turbulent time ahead. The veil between realms grows thin, and beings from beyond begin to awaken, their eyes fixed on the Lower Planes. Tanisha, Bjorn and Joha finally leave the Yuhia behind to travel to more peaceful lands. Their journey leads them to the floating human nation of the Force Isles. Along the way, they encounter fellow travelers and seize opportunities to trade their wares. However, the path to the Force Isles is fraught with peril. The once-safe passage has been corrupted by chaotic magic, transforming a routine voyage into a treacherous expedition. Read ahead at patreon! https://www.patreon.com/ChildofAidon **Moving forward, the new release schedule will be on Sundays, Tuesdays, and Thursdays at 4 PM Eastern Standard Time (USA, GMT-5)** We now have a Patreon at https://www.patreon.com/childofaidon Or you can Join us on Discord at https://discord.gg/T2TXBdxqFb

He just became the newly-crowned movie emperor when he died a tragic (actually, very stupid) death. On his way to cross the NaiHe bridge, he managed to evade Meng Po and not drink her soup. Thus keeping the memories of the life that he just had. But he would never have imagined that he would be reincarnated hundreds of thousands of years later. In the Interstellar era! If it happened to other guys, they would definitely want to be a mecha warrior. Don't most men dream of that at least once in their life? But sadly, that's not for him. There's only one goal in his mind - to be the number one star in the Interstellar era. With the knowledge and skills he got from his past life, he would definitely achieve it. But who was this annoying person who kept on pestering him? A certain prince smiled in a scary and crazy way: Cook food for me or else die. = a few months later = A certain prince leaned over and moved his face closer: I don't need food, I could just eat you. A bad tempered yandere gong X a reincarnated movie emperor shou *NaiHe bridge - a bridge that souls crossed to enter reincarnation **Meng Po - the lady on the Naihe bridge who gives out soup that lets the souls forget their memories, thus entering the cycle of reincarnation in a clean slate. Twitter: @tyramisu_wn IG: @tyramisu_novels

"Zhou Hua Fan...Where do you plan to disappear now?" His voice was hoarse and sore thus successfully souring her little red nose. Leaning against the door that he had uncharacteristically pressed his trembling fists against instead of breaking down like he so wanted to in order to see her once more. Biting her lips, Hua Fan buries her face into her already shaking shoulders suppressing her cries. Wiping the endless tears falling into her arms when she continued to hear him plead her so quietly but desperately it tore her up inside. "Do you have to do this? Can't...Can't you let me love you?" The back of her hand was bitten raw as a soft sob broke free upon hearing his plea. ~~~~~~~~ Zhou Hua Fan did not accept other people's love or goodwill. Knowing from a young age that all of it came with strings attached her personality had already twisted before it could be fixed. No one saw it or tried to see it. People call Zhou Hua Fan a selfish demoness who would suck the bones from a person before lowering her head and apologizing. They despise her, they fear her, the lawless princess of the Zhou family. However, this princess who should have everything, does she really have it all? When asked this the people around her gave various answers. "She was pitiful." "No one hated her more than herself." "An unfortunate soul." Asked this question, the man with dark clouds permanently gathered above his head sharply raised his dagger-like gaze as if wanting to murder you who dared utter her name without permission. "You have no right to judge her."