Bestiality Pound

Being the only human in a school full of supernatural beings is hard. But being fated to the son of the Alpha your father killed? That’s a death sentence. ******** Carnemore Academy was never meant for someone like Claire: the daughter of a head hunter who used to kill supernaturals in the past. But when the peace treaty between hunters and supernaturals start to crack, she’s sent straight to the heart of danger— a school where everyone hates her and wants her dead. No one despises her more than Zane Wolfe Ravenscroft, her mate and the son of the Alpha her father murdered. And then there’s Caius Valerius, a vampire prince who should hate her just as much, only he doesn’t. And Lorien Feyrune, the Fae prince with a shattered heart and dangerous obsession. As Claire navigates the dangers of Carnemore and her complex relationships, more secrets about her father is revealed. Now, she must choose. Duty or desire? Family or fate? Love or survival? Because in Carnemore, secrets are deadlier than silver bullets. And some bonds were never meant to be broken. ************* Claire barely had time to catch her breath before Zane was in front of her, his golden eyes locked onto hers like a predator closing in on its prey. “Why are you all over the place with Caius?” He asked. Claire crossed her arms, forcing herself to hold his gaze. “Because he’s my friend,” she said, though the moment the words left her lips, she saw the way Zane’s jaw tensed. “Friend?” He took a step closer, the space between them shrinking to nothing. She swallowed. “Why do you care?” His lips curled into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “You can’t have friends.” Claire’s breath hitched. “Why?” Zane leaned in, his voice a whisper against her skin. “Because you’re mine.” Her stomach flipped, her nails digging into her palms. “You rejected me,” she reminded him, her throat tightening around the words. “You didn’t want me, remember?” “That doesn’t change anything.” Her heart pounded. “It changes everything.” He reached up, brushing his fingers against her jaw, tilting her chin so she couldn’t look away. “You don’t get it, do you?” His voice was softer now, but no less dangerous. “You’re my toy, Claire.” His thumb grazed her bottom lip, sending a shiver down her spine. “And I’m the only one who gets to play with you.” ************ This book is rated 18+. Fantasy Romance Morally Grey ML Smut Bullying Violence No Reverse Harem

(GL) Confident Mess x Cold Raging Fire - - - Author Renée Laurent receives an invitation to an old university friend's wedding. The venue will be on a private island, but that's not the only 'hassle'. A certain someone will be there and it's forcing her to properly evaluate some of her past choices. Recently minted environmental lawyer Ayla Bozkurt. A relationship that started early in University and went on for over two years. One that Renée ended herself without explaining properly... She thought it was the right thing to do at the time, with her mental health fraying. Now, Renée thinks she wants to see her again on the island just to show that she is in a good place with her life. That's all. After all, the relationship is dead... isn't it? An ending that happened because of a misunderstanding and a lack of communication. In close proximity and stuck with her for a while, will one pounding heart awaken the willingness in the other to finally talk? - - - The author cups her hands around the moon shining above before looking over at her ex. "I used to hate the night. The moonlight reminded me of what I couldn't touch anymore." The lawyer whose name means 'halo of moonlight' watches her with a cold face, but inside she is as hotly rattled as ever. "...What do you mean by saying this?" - - - A young law student had been trying to disparage her writing profession to Ayla in a public setting. Renée steps closer to the young woman after confidently defending herself to land a final soft blow. "But you were making her uncomfortable with this instead of me." The wealthy ex who thought she had been hiding her displeasure at her junior talking down to someone clenches her wine glass. Was she so easy to read for her, or... is she just paying that much attention?

The Su family has twin daughters. They were like the sun and the moon; one sister was bright and had a carefree disposition while the other one was demure and reserved. But it never occurred to anyone that when the twins grew up, the introverted sister would step into the entertainment circle and became a well-known flower! While the other one packed up her school bag, and aiming to become a doctor of Geology, sailed all the way across the ocean! One day, while the other sister’s intoxicated face was exploring the wild, a manager with a group of bodyguards tied her up and brought her to a variety show! “What bedroom scene are you trying to make me do?! Let this old woman go!!!” “Su Jishi, your sister left a retirement letter and disappeared! All her endorsements, variety shows, and movie contracts add up to more than three billion dollars in liquidated damages! If she still won’t show up, then you have to take her place for the meantime! “What?!” “By the way, she’s currently dating the vice president of XX Group and you have an appointment with him tomorrow night.” Manager: “You are three centimeters taller than your sister, two degrees darker than her skin…your hair is fifty centimeters shorter, and a mole is missing from the corner of your eye. The most important thing is that you are ten pounds heavier than her! Starting today, you have to strictly follow a diet to lose weight! Are you allergic to anything or abstain from any food? Woman: “I’m not a vegetarian.” Manager: “…” The president held the woman’s face in his hands and affectionately said, “Dear, this mole on the corner of your eye was made to be kissed by me.” The woman raised her hand to wipe off the mole: “Sorry, this mole was only painted!”

At Excel High School, Amelia Clarke is used to being invisible except when she’s the target of cruel pranks and endless bullying. Every day is a struggle to survive, and no one seems to care. That is, until one rainy afternoon changes everything. When a mysterious boy named Lucas appears out of nowhere to help her after a humiliating incident, Amelia thinks their paths will never cross again. But the next day, Lucas walks into her classroom as the new transfer student. To everyone’s shock, he chooses to sit beside her, shattering the walls of loneliness she’s built around herself. Lucas isn’t like anyone else. He’s kind, unshaken by the school’s social hierarchy, and unwilling to let Amelia face her tormentors alone. But standing up for her comes at a cost. The more Lucas defends her, the more dangerous their enemies become, and soon, even his strength may not be enough to protect them both. As the two grow closer sharing late walks home and discovering they live next door Amelia begins to feel something she never thought she deserved. But just when she starts to believe in the possibility of happiness, a girl from Lucas’s past arrives, threatening to unravel everything. In a world where kindness is a weakness and love makes you a target, Amelia and Lucas will have to fight for each other. But when the storm around them grows darker, will their bond be strong enough to survive? Beneath the Storm We Bloom is a heart-pounding high school romance about finding hope in the most unexpected places and the one person who can change everything.

Lyla Knight thought she knew her husband, the enigmatic and stoic Noah Anderson—CEO of a billion-dollar empire and the golden bachelor of City A. Their marriage was a quiet agreement, a union arranged by their families to ensure Lyla's safety and happiness. For two years, Noah was away expanding his business, and Lyla pursued her dream of becoming a singer, believing they were just two polite strangers bound by a contract. But appearances can be deceiving. Noah Anderson, the king of the business world, has always been a wolf in sheep’s clothing. Beneath his calm demeanor lies an obsession—a love so deep that he’s been silently protecting his innocent "little rabbit" from the shadows. When he finally returns, his carefully constructed facade begins to crack. “Sweetheart,” he murmurs one day, his voice a mix of pleading and determination, “I let them think I didn’t love you enough to show you off. But now, can we go public? Let me slap their faces with the truth.” Even the king of hell is willing to make puppy eyes to convince his wife to acknowledge him as her husband—a sight that leaves his assistant Cheng fleeing the office in shock. But Lyla’s world is truly shaken when she stumbles into Noah’s private library and finds a hidden treasure trove: old, secretly taken photos of herself from years before they were married. Her heart pounds as she backs away, only to collide with the man himself. His familiar scent surrounds her as his deep, velvety voice whispers near her ear, “It has always been you, sweetheart.” Caught between the shy, gentlemanly facade she believed in and the possessive, passionate man he truly is, Lyla must navigate the truth about her husband and their secret marriage.

As the final dragon lay defeated, Aaran stared at the sky while the rest celebrated. [Awaiting the gods’ response...] He clenched his fists, his heart pounding. A shred of hope flickered in his eyes, only to be extinguished like always. [The attained outcome was deemed unsatisfactory.] Aaran had seen the message for the twentieth time. He had become the gods’ plaything in their desire to witness the “perfect ending”. He regressed once again, but this time as a toddler and charm being the only stat he had. But something was amiss. The world he remembered had changed. Powers that did not exist before had taken hold of the world. Tired of following the traditional route, Aaran chose to fight darkness with darkness… as the gods’ chosen necromancer! *** Discord Link: https://discord.gg/bjetmPER5p

Love, loss, and a battle between heaven and hell collide in this epic fantasy romance! Imagine reuniting with your first love, only to discover he's returned as an angel. Anastasia's world explodes when Bastian reappears, thrusting her into a hidden war between angels and demons. But she's not just a bystander – Anastasia harbors secret powers that make her the demons' greatest threat. Prepare for heart-pounding action and supernatural intrigue! Follow Anastasia and Bastian as they fight for survival, train for battle, and uncover shocking secrets about her past. Their journey takes a devastating turn when Anastasia vanishes, leaving Bastian and her family reeling. The story doesn't end there! In Angel's Redemption: The Forbidden Child, Anastasia awakens in the hands of a mysterious figure with sinister plans. As she fights to escape, Bastian faces his own trials in heaven, threatening to shatter his angelic existence. With enemies closing in from all sides, Anastasia must make a choice that could change the fate of the supernatural world. But even if she wins, will she lose the one she loves most? Dive into the first two books of the thrilling Angel's Redemption trilogy: Angel's Redemption and Angel's Redemption: The Forbidden Child, and get ready for an emotional rollercoaster you won't soon forget! The final installment, Angel's Redemption: The Last Celestial War, is coming soon! Book 2 of 3: Angel's Redemption Angel's Redemption: The Forbidden Child Angel's Redemption: The Last Celestrial War

Humble constellations! This venerable one can foresee the future, and predicts thou review, after reading this: ... Hahaha! Fellow wandering Daoist, The heaven slaughtering Lewdscholar, your words carry the weight of an ancient sage who has long peered beyond the veil of worldly morals! Your Divine Dao Scripture radiates an unrestrained, boundless spirit, as vast as the heavens and as shameless as the primordial chaos itself. The thick aura of primordial lust of this scripture can shake the very foundations of righteousness, turning saintly monks into restless spirits and holy maidens into wavering lotus blossoms. Tai Long!!??... His might surpass the limits of mortal comprehension, his 'Yang Rod' a celestial pillar that even the sacred beasts bow before. A harem so vast, even the Moon Palace's jade rabbits would cast envious glances, their celestial hearts pounding with unspeakable longing. From the forbidden knowledge of the heavens to the truth of existence, this scripture is no ordinary text, it is a grand compendium of debauchery and dominion, a sinful path carved with conquest. If such a scripture were to spread across the myriad realms, who among the Daoist factions would not fight for a single page? Who among the goddesses of the celestial palaces would not secretly yearn to be inscribed within its verses? Truly, fellow Daoist, your Dao is profound, your ambitions boundless. This humble Constellation of boundless wisdom can only sigh in admiration and say: this is the true path of an unrivaled villain! ... Tags: Op Mc, Milfs, Gilfs, threesome, foursome, alpha mc, godly powers, cinematic cool moves, yeah boy slap that ass.

The night was thick with mist, the full moon casting an eerie glow over the dense forest. Shadows stretched and twisted between the towering trees, whispering secrets carried by the wind. Somewhere in the distance, a wolf howled—a deep, mournful sound that sent a shiver down Lena’s spine. She shouldn’t have been here. The warnings were clear. No humans were to step beyond the boundary of the village after dark. Yet here she was, standing at the edge of the unknown, her pulse hammering in her ears. A snap of a twig behind her made her whirl around, heart pounding. But before she could react, a figure emerged from the darkness—a man, tall and imposing, his silver eyes gleaming like molten steel in the moonlight. “You shouldn’t be here,” he murmured, his voice a dangerous mix of warning and curiosity. Lena took a step back, her breath catching. There was something unnatural about him, something untamed. She could feel it in the way the air around him crackled with energy, in the way his gaze pinned her like a predator studying its prey. “I—” she started, but the words died on her lips when he took a step closer. His presence was overwhelming, his scent a mix of earth and something wilder, something that made her stomach twist in ways she didn’t understand. Then, as if the universe itself had decided to intervene, the clouds shifted, allowing the full moon’s light to fully illuminate him. And in that moment, Lena saw the truth. He wasn’t just a man. He was something else entirely. Something that shouldn’t exist.

In the shadowy realm of Fallenridge, where darkness reigned supreme, there lived a man named Jacob Wright. Once an ordinary villager, he had been thrust into a world of despair and treachery. The story of Jacob's transformation from a humble, peaceful man into a vengeful force to be reckoned with was one that echoed through the ages. The tale began in the quiet village of Everwood, nestled deep within a serene forest. Jacob was known for his kind heart, his skill as a blacksmith, and his deep love for his wife, Eliza. Their life together was simple and happy until the day the darkness descended upon their peaceful existence. One ominous night, a band of marauders, led by the sinister Lord Malakar, swept through Everwood. They left destruction and death in their wake. Eliza, the love of Jacob's life, was brutally taken from him, and their home was reduced to ashes. Jacob was left battered and broken, filled with a burning desire for revenge. As the village mourned its losses, Jacob vowed to track down those responsible for his wife's murder and the destruction of their home. He knew that to face Lord Malakar, he needed strength and power beyond that of an ordinary man. With unwavering determination, Jacob embarked on a journey to discover the secrets of a long-forgotten, mystical martial art known as the "Shadow Fist." Guided by an enigmatic mentor named Master Wu, Jacob trained tirelessly for years, honing his body and mind into lethal weapons. He learned to harness the power of the shadows, blending into darkness, and striking with incredible precision. With each passing day, he inched closer to his goal of vengeance. During his training, Jacob met allies who shared his desire to overthrow Lord Malakar and free Fallenridge from his tyrannical rule. Among them were Elysia, a fierce and agile warrior with a troubled past, and Lucius, a brilliant inventor with a knack for creating ingenious gadgets. Together, they formed a formidable group dedicated to justice and revenge. As the years passed, Jacob and his companions uncovered the extent of Lord Malakar's malevolence. He had enslaved the people of Fallenridge, extracting their labor and resources to fuel his dark ambitions. It became clear that their mission was not just about personal vengeance but about freeing the entire realm from the clutches of this ruthless tyrant. The group embarked on daring missions to weaken Lord Malakar's grip on Fallenridge. They sabotaged his supply lines, liberated enslaved villages, and gathered vital information about his inner circle. With each victory, Jacob's resolve grew stronger, and he inched closer to confronting his wife's killer. Yet, as Jacob delved deeper into the heart of darkness, he faced trials that tested his morality and humanity. He was forced to make difficult choices, often blurring the line between hero and anti-hero. The path of vengeance was fraught with sacrifices, and Jacob questioned whether he was becoming the very monster he sought to destroy. In the climactic showdown, Jacob and his companions stormed Lord Malakar's fortress, facing a legion of loyal followers and deadly traps. The battle that ensued was a symphony of martial arts, gadgetry, and sheer determination. Jacob faced off against Lord Malakar in a duel that would determine the fate of Fallenridge. In a pulse-pounding clash, Jacob's mastery of the Shadow Fist was pitted against Lord Malakar's dark sorcery. Sparks flew, and the fortress trembled as their powers collided. In the end, it was Jacob's unyielding will and the support of his friends that proved to be the ultimate weapon. Lord Malakar was defeated, and Fallenridge was finally free from his oppressive rule. With vengeance achieved and justice served, Jacob found closure for the loss of his beloved Eliza. But he also realized that the journey had transformed him into a different man. He had walked a treacherous path, one filled with shadows, sacrifice, and moral ambiguity.

I can't help falling for you. you've unraveled me in ways I never thought possible... -------------- Imagine you go to work like every other day, but you never expected to confront an agent of death, an event that will change your life forever. Natasha was having a regular day at work until life threw a curveball—she meet and confronts Drogen, a grim reaper, in the garage, talk about tough luck. And just when things couldn’t get any worse… bam! a car crash. Dead? Yeah. But not for long. Drogen broke every grim reaper rule and brought her back to life, convinced she was the key to ending his curse. Now they’re bound by a blood pact, and things start getting weird. Natasha experiences flashes of a forgotten past—a past that’s somehow tied to Drogen. A meeting that started with fear and death soon transforms into a sweet, passionate love experience that neither of them could resist and she finds herself helplessly falling in love with this mysterious being. But here's the thing, these two were never supposed to meet again. 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.

Step into the shadowy heart of Oakwood University, where art student Ava Grey’s world explodes when her roommate Lily vanishes, leaving a haunting sketch of blood and darkness in Ava’s trembling hands. Tormented by visions, Ava joins forces with the rugged, enigmatic Ryder Carter, whose fierce loyalty ignites a dangerous quest to uncover the truth. What starts as a desperate search spirals into a heart-pounding battle against the Order of the Ivy—a sinister secret society of corrupt elites, wielding blackmail, murder, and campus-wide terror. As Ava’s prophetic sketches unravel a web of burning buildings, deadly knives, and a chilling mastermind, she and Ryder’s forbidden passion blazes into a love forged in fire. Racing against time to save Lily, they confront a final, explosive showdown at the precinct, unmasking Jack Grayson Senior as the puppet master pulling strings from the shadows. With courage and heart, Ava and Ryder shatter the Order’s grip, proving love and grit can conquer any secret. Will they survive to claim their fiery happily ever after—or will the ivy’s darkness claim them first?

Abigail Green, a genius doctor, unexpectedly succumbed to a sudden death due to overwork in the operating room. However, an astonishing twist of fate awaited her as she was reborn! She found herself reincarnated in a hospital ward all too familiar to her, but this time, in the body of a 200-pound expectant mother. A mother who endured the excruciating pain of a cesarean section without anesthesia until her last breath. How could Abigail possibly endure such a situation? Thus, she embarked on a journey of vengeance, weight loss, and, intriguingly, vying for the heart of the man desired by a spiteful woman. Mini Scene: "Have you caught wind of it? Brandon Piers, the powerful CEO, is about to get married due to an out-of-wedlock child!" "Who's the lucky woman?" "That hefty lass from the Green family who's weighing a staggering 200 pounds!" "Has Mr. Piers lost his marbles?" "Are rich young masters into fat girls these days?" Abigail Green asked the man beside her."Do you find me fat?" Brandon Piers replied with a smirk, "Not at all. You are just perfect."

Dollars, euros, pounds, yen... Bottle caps. The type of favors I request from her requires a different kind of currency. Currency that pays for a chance at freedom. And since I can't take her blood, her tears, or her pain, I'm going to take the rest. I desire her soul, body, and lust... but I don't make her pay with traditional money. I don't make her give me coins. I make her give me what I know she fears most--herself. 365 bottle caps equivalent to a full year of servitude, and then she's free. If you like obsessive, powerful, extremely hot men, you'll love Gabriel Hart. He's deliciously fucked up and he comes with his own dark demons. But there's a heart deep down, beneath all that rubble and angst.

It hurts, my hole body, my head. My hand went to my throat, there too equally hurt as much. And next came my air… it went fast, faster than I could even imagine, my lungs felt out of air, and it was only a matter of time, did I process to breath in. My awaken had been so peaceful I forgot to breath… My awaken? I looked up, and saw I had fallen right in front of a mirror, my hair covering my pained and distressed face, my heart pounding like before, and my hands digging into the carpet to my group. What happened? What happened? What happened? Nabie Reigns?! The door knob twisted, an old looking lady walking in, and her face hold the same distress mine did. Mother… “Nabie dear… your late for school.”

Meet Damon Cross As a child, Damon Cross had to deal with the horrible realities of domestic violence and being homeless. He and his mother, who had always been there for him, struggled to find security. After losing his first backyard fight, When Damon gets a new MMA system, his luck changes dramatically. This mysterious system becomes his guide, improving his skills and raising him into the world of mixed martial arts. He learns more about mixed martial arts and gets better at it with the help of this system. With this renewed strength, Damon is determined to not only move up in the fight world, but also make a better future for both of them as a way to repay his mother for what she did. [YOU HAVE AWAKENED THE EMMAC SYSTEM] [CONGRATULATIONS TO HOST FOR BECOMING A DOUBLE CHAMP] witness how Damon goes from a Bum to a Champ. Romance: Yes Fights: Yes

It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned. When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation. “Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac. “Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.” Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier. But vengeance turns slippery when every command she hisses ignites his obedience, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more." The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?

The past week had felt like a lifetime of dodging my own feelings. As I sat at the head of the table, I felt the dam about to break, then the door swung open, and my heart lurched. Chris stood there, a storm cloud personified. His expression was unreadable, but one thing was clear: he wasn't smiling. My staffs exchanged glances, their gazes then focusing on me. "Eve," Chris's voice was low. "We need to talk." The room went silent, thick with nervous energy. The unspoken question hung in the air. "Chris," I said, my voice calm despite my pounding heart, "can this wait? We're in the middle of an important meeting." I wanted him to leave, to deal with this later, on my terms. "No, it can't," he said, stepping into the room. His anger simmered beneath the surface, but there was a visible vulnerability that made my own heart ache. "Please excuse us," I told my staffs, who hurriedly packed and left us alone. "You just left. You left after that night with just empty words on a piece of paper and then went out of the country for a whole week, Eve. A whole week." I was surprised to see him so vulnerable, so angry. It was the first time. It was obvious he was hurt, and I knew I was wrong. He stalked towards me, like a predator, and as he got closer, the anger seemed to flicker, replaced by a different intensity. He stopped in front of me, and then, without warning, his arms wrapped around me, pulling me into a tight, desperate embrace. My breath hitched. I went stiff for a moment, surprised by the contact. Then, almost instantly, my arms went around him, clinging to his strong frame. A mix of emotions flooded me: surprise, relief, and an overwhelming need to simply hold him. I breathed in his familiar scent, a comforting aroma that had been haunting my senses for the last week. He held me tightly, as if afraid I'd vanish if he let go, and I didn't resist. I had dreamed of this. He pulled back, his hands on my shoulders, his gaze searching mine with an intensity that made my heart flutter. The anger lingered, but it was mixed with something else. Something softer. "I missed you terribly," he whispered, the words barely audible, but they resonated through me. ------ Eve, a fashion powerhouse ruling the world's runways, needs a fake boyfriend and fast, to appease her matchmaking mother.   Christopher, a charming, secretive, and dangerously attractive heir to the biggest conglomerate in the country. needs a distraction from his father's unwanted marriage plans. Their solution? A temporary romance brokered through a "rent-a-partner" app. What starts as a mutually beneficial arrangement quickly evolves into a sizzling romance, throw in a jealous childhood crush, a clash of powerful families, and a whirlwind of hilarious misunderstandings, and you've got a recipe for a romance that's as unexpected as it is unforgettable. Will their carefully constructed facade withstand the pressure, or will their fake relationship crumble under the weight of their undeniable, and quite unexpected, love?

WARNING [R18] “I’m already engaged to him,” she blurted, her voice trembling but resolute. Her eyes shot toward the silver-haired man, the figure who had been watching her all along. Her heart pounded in her ears as she raised her hand, pointing directly across the room. The gesture felt foreign, like it wasn’t even her own body making the movement. But there he was, sitting quietly in the VVIP section, and she had to do something. Anything. All eyes turned toward her, and the room fell into stunned silence. The weight of a thousand gazes bore down on her, and the only sound was the frantic beat of her own heart as she waited for his response. *************** Lilia’s life is turned upside down at a lavish masquerade party when an unexpected announcement claims she is engaged to Lowell, a man she has never agreed to marry. Caught between the overwhelming pressure of her parents’ expectations and the confusion surrounding her emotions, Lilia finds herself trapped in a web of deception. But when a silver-haired stranger named Zethan steals the spotlight, Lilia’s impulsive declaration sends shockwaves through the room. With her parents and Lowell thrown into chaos, Lilia is left questioning whether she has just freed herself—or unwittingly stepped into a more dangerous game of fate and manipulation. Who would have thought their futures had already been sealed? This vampire had been obsessed with her long before she ever knew he existed. WSA 2025 ENTRY

At the Orphanage "I like you." Her eyes widened. "But I don’t—" He cut her off, his grin widening. "I LIKE YOU! I LIKE YOU AND..." He paused dramatically, locking eyes with her before leaning in once more. "And I like to irritate you." Yadhana’s glare could have burned through walls. Yuvaa chuckled. "And you look cute when you're angry." Before she could explode, he playfully pinched her cheeks. "Ugh! You're such a buffalo!" she snapped, turning away. Yuvaa, ever the troublemaker, called after her. "Well, if I’m a buffalo, then you’re the buffalo’s best friend!" She froze in her tracks, fists clenching. "I am NOT your friend!" "You are," he teased. "I AM NOT!!" "YOU ARE MY BESTEST FRIEND!" That was the final straw. Fueled by rage, Yadhana stormed toward him, eyes blazing. "I AM NOT! I AM NOT AND—" Before she could finish, Yuvaa suddenly leaned in and pressed a quick kiss on her cheek. "You are. Until our last breath, you’re mine." And with that, he bolted, knowing full well that if he stayed, he'd be dead meat. Fourteen Years Later A scream shattered the silence. "Please leave me alone! Please don’t do this to me… I beg you… please!!!" Yuvaa’s eyes shot open. That voice—he knew it instantly. "Yadhana." Heart pounding, he rushed toward her. She was curled up in the corner, trembling, tears streaming down her face. When he placed a hand on her shoulder, she recoiled violently. "Yadhana, what’s wrong?" he asked gently. "Please… don’t touch me… I beg you," she sobbed, her voice raw with terror. A lump formed in his throat. What happened to you, Yaad? "It’s me, Yuvaa," he whispered, tilting her chin to meet his gaze. But as soon as he said her name, her expression twisted in anguish. "Don’t call me that name!" she snapped. "Yaad—" "DON’T!!! CALL!!! ME!!! BY!!! THAT!!! NAME!!!" she screamed, her body shaking violently. Yuvaa flinched but nodded. "Alright… I won’t." She clung to him suddenly, sobbing into his chest. "Please don’t leave me with him, Pa… I’m scared… I don’t want to be with him… please don’t leave me…" Pain stabbed through his heart. He held her tighter. "I won’t leave you, Yadhana. I promise." But just as quickly, she shoved him away. "No… no… you’re lying! You’re going to leave me with him!" she cried, eyes darting around in panic. "Yaad, what are you—" "DON’T CALL ME BY THAT NAME!" she shrieked again, her voice hollow, broken. Yuvaa inhaled sharply. "Okay… okay… just breathe, Yadhana." She turned to him then, her gaze sharp and piercing. "Don’t come near me, Pa. I’m not the Yadhana you once knew. I’ve become a monster… I’m no longer the girl you remember." Without hesitation, he pulled her into his arms again. "None of that matters to me. You are not a monster, Yadhana. You’re an angel. No matter what you’ve been through, you’re still you." Tears glistened in her eyes. "You’re lying…" she whispered. He answered with a kiss. For the first time in years, she stilled. As sleep finally took over, Yuvaa gently laid her on the bed, brushing a few stray strands of hair from her face. He pulled a chair beside her, his fingers lightly running through her hair as he watched over her. His jaw tightened. Who hurt you, Yadhana? Why are you carrying this pain alone? Memories of the past flashed in his mind—the day her own sister slapped her, the silent suffering in her eyes, the wounds she never spoke of. He clenched his fists. If you won’t tell me… I swear, I’ll find out myself. And when I do, I won’t let them get away with it. Yuvaa exhaled sharply, his resolve hardening. "I don’t care who they are—family or not. No one will ever hurt you again. Not while I’m here." Leaning closer, he whispered softly, "I swear, my angel… I will protect you. Always."

Aurora’s eyes blazed with anger, her voice breaking between the tears she had tried in vain to hold back. “I thought I would forget your past love for you, but I was wrong! You are the one who chose to remain trapped in the past, refusing to see the one who truly loves you!” Kyle, despite his outward calm, was burning inside. Guilt gnawed at his heart, yet he said nothing. Aurora cried out bitterly: “She is happy now, living her life with the one she loves, with her husband and children! She never saw you as more than a brother and a friend!” He couldn’t take it anymore. Stepping toward her in anger, his voice was sharp as a blade: “Shut your mouth. I don’t want to talk about this again!” Then, coldly, he added: “Go home. I’ll send your father a letter of apology and end this engagement.” Aurora stood still for a moment, her eyes filled with pain before she whispered in a choked voice: “Don’t bother… I will send the letter to my family myself. And don’t worry, I won’t tell them that you were the one who wanted to end it.” She cast him one last broken glance before turning away, leaving behind nothing but the sound of her fading footsteps, her silent tears, and a shattered heart… A week passed. Then, the phone rang. Kyle answered coldly: “Yes, who is this?” A trembling voice came from the other end—it was Lady Valeska, filled with concern: “Is Aurora alright? She hasn’t called us all week…” His heart pounded violently in his chest as panic surged through him. No… No… No. I can’t lose her! Will this love find a happy ending, or will it remain one-sided forever?

A strange white fog descends upon the world, creeping through streets, swallowing the familiar in its ghostly embrace. Where it passes, reality distorts. Structures crumble as if time itself rejects them. Shadows stretch unnaturally. And then… the figures emerge. They are not human. Nor beast. Their twisted limbs move with unnatural grace, their deformed shapes shifting between impossible forms. Eyeless faces turn toward the sky, mouths open in silent hymns of madness. The fog does not merely obscure—it reveals. The city drowns in chaos. Streets run slick with crimson as the creatures slaughter indiscriminately, their shrieks mingling with the terrified screams of those who flee. The pounding of frantic footsteps, the wails of the dying, the crunch of bone under monstrous claws—it all blends into a horrific, discordant symphony. And something listens. A presence beyond comprehension stirs in the depths of the fog. A pair of immense, lidless eyes—vast as moons, yet closer than the air itself—peer through the shifting veil. It does not blink, for it has no need. it does not search, for they already see all. The slaughter, the ruin, the collapse of civilization—mere ripples in an ocean too deep for mortals to fathom. In the far away, a young man stood with his friend, gazing at the fog And something watches them. Silent. Patience. Waiting.

This novel presents epic battles and heart-pounding scenes, described in vivid detail that can carry the reader away in every chapter. Told from the first-person perspective of Elena Fearis, the story's protagonist, the story brings every emotion and action to life with incredible clarity. --- Elena Fearis, a Priestess of the Sun Temple, rushes into the sacred temple of Toffa Village. Her goal? To cast a forbidden magic spell—the Hero Summoning Ritual. This is her last hope and the only way to save her village, which is now besieged by a horde of savage orges who slaughter and prey on the villagers without mercy. With strong determination, Elena summons a hero from another world, and what appears is a samurai from the Edo period of Japan named Ryuji Honda. What will happen to them next? Will Ryuji Honda, a warrior from the past, be able to face the horrors of the orges and save Toffa Village? Or will they both be destroyed by the chaos that continues to threaten? Dive into this exciting story, where two souls from different worlds meet, bringing hope amidst the gripping darkness. (Follow my IG at @matakatra.writer)

*WARNING* MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY [cultivation and mythology] [Dark] [for readers] "dear readers, this is dark novel with taboo themes and the fist part of the novel contains heavy corruption, the MC will face hardship in the beginning of the corruption ark as corruption and in the later of the corruption ark, the MC will start taking revenge, till the end of revenge arc and yes there is happy ending but how? you'll know at the end of the novel." Genre: cultivation, R18, system, NTR, Milf, bestiality, mythology, Heavy corruption etc,. [Note to readers: While some may assume this novel is solely intended as explicit content, it actually contains a compelling story-line. The novel is divided into two parts: the first explores themes of corruption, while the second focuses on revenge.] "Please remember, this novel is more than just an erotic tale - there's a rich, intriguing story woven throughout. I urge you to keep supporting me, as your motivation is what drives me to continue crafting an engaging story." Synopsis: Ye Yang, the 4th young master of the Ye cultivation clan, was once the weakest member of his family. His feeble cultivation and stagnant growth made him a target for bullying, and he was stripped of his chance to become clan head. While his peers surpassed him, reaching advanced stages like Qi Awakening and Meridian Opening Cultivation Stage, Ye Yang remained stuck at the 9th level of Body Tempering. Ashamed and defeated, he isolated himself from his family, refusing to meet anyone, including his mother Yu Mei and sisters Ye Ling and Ye Mu. Although his father saw him as a disgrace to the Ye family, he still tried to help Ye Yang overcome his limitations. In a desperate attempt to escape his misery, Ye Yang tried to end his life by cutting his wrist. But as he lay dying, a mysterious voice intervened: "If you don't want to live for yourself, then be mine and entertain me." Ye Yang lost consciousness, only to awaken the next morning to a strange screen window: [Choice-based System] [Welcome: Player Ye Yang] This marked the beginning of his transformation, as he embarked on a journey guided by the enigmatic System, confronting his dark past, and uncovering the secrets of his world. [EXTRA INFO] *In chapter 15 you can see unofficial map of the world* *you can read about cultivation stages/realm in comment section of first chapter* [Leave your reviews] OG_Novalist

In Victorian London's shadowy streets, Inspector Jameson, haunted by his past, investigates a series of gruesome murders linked to werewolf legends. His quest leads him to Elizabeth Hart, a reclusive scientist studying lycanthropy, who believes the condition is a genetic mutation. Together, they uncover a conspiracy involving an underground society of shape-shifters and a high-ranking official's plan to create an army of super soldiers. A shocking revelation about Jameson's heritage and the society's intentions sets the stage for a heart-pounding finale.

"To the world, they are gods—untouchable, ruthless, and devastatingly powerful. To him, they are chaos, danger, and heartbreak waiting to happen." Alexander, Alec, and Ace DeLorenzo are the True Blood Alpha triplets—legendary leaders of the Silver Fang Pack and CEOs of the world’s most powerful tech empire. Feared in the supernatural world and worshipped in the corporate one, they rule with iron fists, unshakable loyalty to each other, and no interest in finding mates. Until one fateful night changes everything. In the middle of a rogue ambush, they discover Roo Amato—a fragile, terrified omega on the brink of death. His scent ignites a bond so fierce it consumes their every thought, awakening primal instincts they never thought possible. Roo is their fated mate, but he’s nothing like the strong, confident partner they imagined. He’s small, weak, and hiding a dark past that could destroy them all. As they fight to keep Roo safe, the triplets are plunged into a world of jealousy, betrayal, and bloodshed. The corporate world becomes a battlefield as enemies lurk in the shadows, eager to exploit their newfound weakness. At the same time, their pack teeters on the edge of rebellion, unwilling to accept an omega as the Alphas’ mate. But no one crosses the DeLorenzo brothers—not in business, not in the pack, and certainly not when it comes to their mate. With a web of secrets, shocking twists, and steamy, heart-pounding moments, Roo must navigate the overwhelming love of three possessive Alphas while unraveling the mysteries of his own past. Will he rise to meet the challenge, or will he crumble under the weight of their world? One mate. Three Alphas. A bond no one saw coming.

Sasha, a reckless event planner with a taste for trouble, throws an exclusive penthouse party that sets her life ablaze. A spilled drink leads to a heated graze of fingers with Julian, a brooding artist whose dark eyes promise heartbreak—and more. But when Lena, Sasha’s fiery ex, crashes their frenzied kitchen kiss, the night explodes into a threesome of tangled lips and forbidden thrills. What starts as a seductive game spirals into a steamy, chaotic web of lust, betrayal, and power no one can control. Julian’s married—to Mara, a cool, calculating temptress who knows every secret and plays her own game. Paint-smeared studio nights, rain-soaked wall-pounding passion, and masked threesomes in hidden alcoves blur the lines between love and obsession. Lena dances through it all, her hips a weapon of revenge, seducing Julian in a pulsing club to wound Sasha, only to crave her more. Mara’s dinners turn to dares, her foot sliding up Sasha’s thigh, her whispers sealing pacts in silk sheets—until jealousy and rage ignite a cabin clash where four bodies collide, boundaries obliterated in a symphony of gasps. From bathroom trysts on cold tiles to ropes biting skin in secluded retreats, Sasha’s caught in a storm of need—Julian’s possessive thrusts, Lena’s defiant grinds, Mara’s subtle dominance. Fury fuels punishing threesomes, solitude stokes self-pleasure, and every reunion teeters on redemption or ruin. As the chaos peaks, Sasha must choose—or surrender to them all. In Mismanaged Sex, passion drowns reason, revenge burns hot, and desire redefines everything in a final, decadent night of fragile truce and unrelenting heat. Will Sasha master the madness, or let it consume her?

Haunted as the Phantom Reaper, Renji Kisaragi was the deadliest of the underworld’s assassins mute, merciless, and unavoidable. But one day, he left, disappearing into thin air. Now, years later, he’s trying to lead a quiet life, operating a sort of small family diner that he runs with his wife and daughter, determined to leave his bloodstained past in the past. Peace, however, is fleeting. But when a huge price is put on his head, Renji’s past catches up with a vengeance. The world’s deadliest killers former colleagues, mercenaries, and up-and-coming assassins eager to claim their fame come crashing into his quiet life, compelling him to fight again. But Renji isn’t alone. Sora, a reckless but talented psychic who can see glimpses of the future, blunders into his care. Now, however inexperienced they are, Sora’s visions provide them a crucial advantage in the battles that lie ahead. With an unwilling recovery partner in the sharp-witted Ayame, Renji’s ex-girlfriend, the three should bristle under the pressure of outthinking and outmaneuvering an endless string of threats if Renji could get past the promise he once made to his family to never kill again. With enemies tightening the noose and destiny challenging his will to fight, Renji must answer the ultimate question can a man who vowed never to indulge in violence again protect those closest to him without becoming the monster he once was? Melding high-stakes action, razor-sharp humor, and moments of unexpected tenderness, Silent Resolve is a heart-pounding tale of redemption, found family, and the battle to escape destiny.

Lil Lisa was on the brink of marrying Gu Sheng, a billionaire infamous for his ruthless reputation and chilling rumors that surrounded him—specifically, whispers that he had assassinated four of his fiancees, leaving a trail of fear in his wake. His icy glare and unyielding demeanor had earned him a notorious status, causing many to tremble at the mere mention of his name. On their wedding day, after the celebration had settled into an uneasy silence, Lisa turned to him, her heart pounding, and boldly said, "Let's get a divorce." Her voice trembled with a mix of defiance and uncertainty. Gu Sheng met her words with an unsettling calm, his dark eyes locking onto hers with an intensity that left her breathless. "Stop talking about divorce," he stated evenly, each word laced with an authority that sent a chill down her spine.

***** "And the kiss last night?" he asked, stepping closer until she could feel the warmth of him so near. Katrina clutched the roses, heart pounding, feeling the butterflies rising in her. His eyes held her, intense and filled with an emotion she couldn't name. "I don't regret it," he murmured. "I meant every bit of it, and I'd love to—" Katrina didn't let him finish. She pulled him close and pressed her lips to his, unable to resist any longer.  He responded immediately, his arms wrapping around her waist, pulling her close.  His kiss was slow and deep, full of a passion that set her on fire. ****** King Karl of Xylonia, known as the masked king, is feared by all. Cursed at birth to die at 25, he hides half his face behind a mask, leaving everyone wondering what lies beneath. Ruthless and cold-hearted, he never expected to fall in love—until Katrina enters his life. Katrina, a slave-princess, is treated like a servant in her own home because she was born outside of marriage. When her father can't repay his debt to King Karl, he offers his eldest daughter in placed of his youngest daughter, claiming she has a magical touch that heals with a simple massage. Intrigued, the king agrees. But Katrina was never the chosen one, and the healing power is a lie. As the king starts to fall for her, Katrina is trapped in a web of deceit. How long can she keep her secret before the vengeful king uncovers the truth? And when he does, will their love survive—or will the mask of the king hide a fury that could destroy them both? Contain 18+ scenes detailed explicit content. Hot Romance, Dark secrets. #Not your regular Dark-Romance novel#