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Betrayed, bartered, broken. Cinder, a Luna stripped of her title for a dormant power, simmers with hidden strength. A mark on her skin whispers of a forgotten lineage, and a prophecy foretells her destiny, unites the werewolf packs or brings about their destruction. As a full moon ignites a monstrous transformation within her, Cinder must navigate a web of deceit. A cunning rival offers a dark pact, a redeemed Alpha seeks atonement, and a hidden network of ostracized wolves rises from the shadows. Can Cinder control the feral rage within and embrace her true power before the lunar eclipse throws the werewolf world into chaos? This is not a tale of the weak, but a ferocious rebirth that will rewrite the laws of the pack, leaving a trail of fury in its wake. Cinder's howl will echo through the night, a promise of a new era where all werewolves, regardless of their ability to shift, can rise under the watchful eye of the moon.

"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 fulfill her duties as Party A's wife," her words faltering at the word 'duties'. Does 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 in 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 tumor 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?

[ Caution: High Heat Advisory ] “Harper, stop undressing me with your eyes. The plot isn’t going that way… YET.” Harper McKenzie, a newbie web novel author, has a problem — she struggles with romance scenes. As someone with almost nonexistent real-life experience in the matter, she can’t get the intimate chemistry right, and those chapters always come out dry and cringy. Fortunately for her, Harper finds a freelance editor willing to workshop her writing. But the surprise? That editor turns out to be her childhood friend and the very first crush of her life. What happens now when he offers her personal lessons on how to write the hottest romance … and love scenes? -------------- Note: this is a fun, cozy, sweet story with a low-drama plot. No love triangles, no misunderstandings, no memory loss / car accidents / terminal illnesses / etc.. Mature content abounds, starting out soft but heats up quickly. You’ve been warned! -------------- Sneak Peek: He slid her bra over her shoulders and, with impossibly quick and skilled work, tied the lacy garment around her wrists. “Spread your legs wider,” he ordered. Harper’s already faltering heartbeat faltered some more. The command in his tone was foreign, but it crashed over her like a heat wave, and even though she could barely begin to picture how salacious she must look, with her hands bound and thighs spread wide like an offering to be ravished, she could feel the scorching need coiling hotter and hotter in her core. Her body obeyed eagerly on its own accord, bringing herself fully open just like she was told. Eli grinned. Moving between her legs, he trailed hot kisses along her inner thigh, leaving sizzling little fires crackling in its wake. “Good girl. Now, what should your character say next?” A finger glided over her wet and wanting flesh in a slippery stroke, making her heart slam to a hard stop as a moan tore free. “Write the next line for me, what should I say before I unravel you with my tongue and make you scream my name?”

"You are mine" he said..... Fucking repeat after me ,"YOU ARE MINE" not Alex not Derrick and not No one else just MINE ..... He said while trailing kisses down her neck... "I am you ursss" she stuttered.

Alpha Kane is notorious in the werewolf world—a ruthless leader whose enemies tremble at his approach. Known as the "Ladykiller," he has left a trail of satisfied women, all yearning for a taste of his intense passion. With a reputation for electrifying encounters, he reigns supreme in the realm of desire, leaving a legacy of pleasure in his wake. At 28, Kane has resigned himself to a life of dominance and pleasure, convinced he will never find his mate. That is until fate introduces him to Elena, a captivating and naive young woman whose purity stands in stark contrast to his dark desires. When their paths cross, he is struck by the intensity of their connection but is equally horrified by the idea of tainting her innocence with his brutal needs. Kane grapples with a tumultuous dilemma: Should he protect her from the dark passions that define him, or will she ignite a fire within him that challenges his very identity? As he struggles to reconcile his predatory instincts with the tender bond forming between them, the stakes rise. Can he tame his ruthless nature to embrace the love he never expected? Or will his fears drive them apart, leaving them both unfulfilled? As desire collides with innocence, Elena must decide: will she surrender to the alpha’s intoxicating allure and explore the depths of her own passions, or will she find the strength to confront his demons and demand the love she deserves? In this gripping tale of power, submission, and redemption, witness a love story where dark desires collide with the purity of the heart, challenging the boundaries of pleasure and passion. Will Kane become the prince charming he never thought he could be, or will he forever remain a prisoner of his own dark legacy?

In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself. Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans. *** He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. "So, you laugh?" His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. "Hades, I—" "But you only laugh at other men's jokes," he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. "Not your husband's." The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us. A nervous chuckle escaped me. "You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake." In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. "You can’t laugh at my jokes..." he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, "but you’ll come with my fingers." I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment. "I don’t need your laughter," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. "I’ll have every other part of you instead." **** Dark fantasy romance Morally Grey ML Angst Suspense ENEMIES to lovers Smut (like sprinkles on your ice cream)

When Sasha is betrayed and her child dies in the hands of her fiancé, she turns to the sacred tree in Willowbrook village, pleading for a chance to bring her son back to life, accidentally summoning the villainous fae king. King Izaiah, the king of the wild fae, agrees to her plea - but as payment for fulfilling her wish, he presents Sasha with a daunting challenge: 'Take off the necklace around my neck within two months or I will have your child's life.' The challenge sounded easy except, how can Sasha steal the necklace off the neck of a monster with a death touch? Sasha's time is ticking and left with not many options, she employs all skills in seducing and outwitting the devilish handsome trickster King without touching him or she would end up losing her child. Again. For a life given, could easily be taken again. —-------------------------- "Don't bother," he told her, his voice calm yet authoritative, ensnaring her attention. His lips curled into a predatory smile. "I've lived long enough to see it all, and just like the others before you, you will fail too, my twelfth bride." His gloved hand trailed across her cheek, a precaution against the deadly effect of his touch. Despite the thrill coursing through her, Sasha's hands balled into fists. This cannot end like this. No, she refused to accept defeat. One way or another, she had to find a way to reach this twisted, broken creature. Others might have come and failed, but they were not her. She would not lose her son for a second time. Sasha was determined to conquer this challenge, even if it meant defying all odds. Hell might as well freeze over before she gave up.

After the Guardian God's demise. Zack inherited his legacy. Zack is a driven individual who wields a lot of power. Will he follow the Guardian God's trail of footprints? Or Will he continue to forge his own legacy? He is intelligent, calm, and composed. When it comes to making decisions, He is decisive. In the world of Humans, Monsters, and other unknown species, He learns and grows. "I know you were the most powerful bloodline warriors dispatched to assassinate me. However, in the end, it makes little difference." With a slight smile on his face, Zack ridiculed. "Anything that stood in my way will be obliterated by my lightning," I commented in my heart. "Lightning is Absolute!" ****************************************************** Current Plan- 7chaps/week. For more release, Vote with Power Stones. Target: 1st level- 100PS/Week. Result- 14chaps/Week. ******************************************************* Support me via: https://www.paypal.me/AravindS9356 https://www.buymeacoffee.com/AravindS9356 Disclaimer: This is a Fantasy novel. Everything about this novel is Fictional. *******************************************************

[SLOW BURN} (CHECK OUT MY NEW MAFIA ROMANCE. OUT NOW!) "You can't hurt me anymore, Ace. I'm not that crybaby you used to know," she warned, taking a step back. "Who said anything about hurting anyone, darling? There's only one place I need to cry for me. One very," his eyes trailed down her body, and stopped between her thighs. "Very moist place." He took two steps forward, and closed the gap between them. Ace is the legitimate heir to the Atticus dynasty, but there's a condition. Grandpa before his death says he cannot fully inherit everything until he gets married, and stays married for at least a year. Quick to think, he finds a solution to his dilemma; A contract marriage. With the help of his personal assistant, Grant, He finds Fay Landon. Dainty Fay that cries a lot, and can talk a storm. He vows it's only a marriage of convenience, until the redhead let's her hair down, and shows him the woman behind the tears. She falls first, but he falls harder. In the middle of the war for a billion dollar empire, heartless Ace Atticus will learn that to come out victorious, he needs a Fay up his sleeve. THIRD MONTH OF WIN-WIN. PLEASE SUPPORT ME WITH YOUR VOTES, COLLECTIONS, REVIEWS, COMMENTS, AND GIFTS. THANK YOU.

For, through the world of Avaloria, a promise of eternity whispered the tale of deceit cloaked beneath the veil of truth. Redemption; the chance for the realm to stand once more against world-ending doom, the legends whispered. But amidst these clambering threats, the people of Arvindor turned a blind eye, entwined in their own pursuits. And here, in the heart of Arvindor, are our heroes introduced. Strong ones walk the earth with the strength of behemoths amidst the chaos. Their presence, palpable; the kings and lords who wage wars of conquest are blind to the impending threat as power-hungry rulers ravage the land in their quest for supremacy. Resources are not just plundered; the land itself bleeds under the weight of their ambition, leaving a trail of devastation in their wake. In that endless abyss of power struggles, could a new hope rise—a flower yet to bloom in the dark? Or will it crumble in corruption, snuffed like a light before it had the chance to shine in full brilliance? Will compassion remain but a flicker of light amidst the shadows, or will it die tragically, leaving the world in darkness unyielding? As the world teeters on the brink of chaos, Avaloria's fate dangles at the balance, relying solely on the intentions of those who possess its future in their hands. Let us meet Valcroy Everheart, a young squire who has just finished his training as a Page to the House of Frostborne and started his journey as a young squire, attending the Heir of Frostborne, Erik Frostbourne, of the same age as he is. Follow them as they both get lost in the world of Avaloria and discover the secrets that were not meant to be known and deception that tied the Compassion. One Day I Will Find The Words And They Will Be Simple

In a world ravaged by seven years of relentless war, nations have crumbled and civilization teeters on the brink of extinction. The relentless Shadow Army, led by ancient and malevolent gods, has brought death and devastation, reducing once-proud cities to ruins. Amidst this chaos, a desperate alliance known as the Frontier emerges, uniting the remnants of humanity, demons, elves, and angels in a final bid for suvival. As the war grinds to a bloody stalemate, Alexander, a soldier haunted by the brutal realities of conflict, finds himself in the fortified city of Pingyao. Here, he encounters Dr. Jin, a mad scientist whose eccentric genius might hold the key to turning the tide. Dr. Jin reveals the harrowing history of the Shadow Gods and the legendary Eight Blades forged to that could destroy the universe and make everything cease to exist but also rewrite it. Where the clash of steel and gun powered echoes through desolate landscapes and the cries of the fallen pierce the air like daggers, brutality reigns supreme. Blood flows freely, staining the earth crimson as warriors meet in deadly combat, their every strike infused with the raw fury of battle. Amidst the chaos, Alexander stands as a soldier, his sword cut down foes. Each blow he delivers is rage of violence, cutting through flesh and bone with merciless precision. Limbs are severed, bodies rent asunder, as Alexander's wrath knows no bounds. Doing the great battle 7 years ago against Azrael, Eve mysteriously disappeared in turn cause the apocalypse. Across the wasteland, survivors cuts a swath of destruction upon one another, blood flowing like river with the bodies of men, women, and children, with each day leaving a trail of carnage. As the battle rages on, the intensity of the violence only grows, each combatant driven by a primal urge to survive at any cost. Bodies pile up like cordwood, the stench of death hanging heavy in the air as the clash of steel continues unabated. In this crucible of bloodshed, there is no room for mercy or remorse. Only the strong survive, their will forged in the fires of war, their hearts hardened by the brutality of combat. And in the end, only the victor will emerge from the fray, their triumph measured in the bodies of the fallen. by ancient grudges, "Lost Honor" follows the journey of Eve, a once-powerful warrior stripped of her abilities and thrust into a conflict of cosmic proportions. As she navigates the treacherous landscape of alliances and betrayals, Eve grapples with lost memories and the burden of mortality, haunted by the ghosts of her past. Amidst the chaos, a mysterious figure known as Erebus plots to conquer Earth, unveiling a sinister plan that could spell doom for all. With the fate of the world hanging in the balance, Eve must confront her own demons and forge unlikely alliances in a desperate bid to save humanity. As old enemies resurface and new threats emerge, Alexander & Eve's journey becomes a relentless horror of tragedies of blood and death.

In the quiet town of Berryville, a chilling presence lurks in the shadows. A cunning serial killer is on the loose, leaving a trail of terror and death in his wake. But his twisted game doesn’t end with the murders. He taunts the police, calling them with cryptic messages and tormenting them with details of his latest victims.

#1 Demons & Dragons {MATURE CONTENT R18 - No Rape} "There's nowhere else to run, little ember," Azrakhel chuckled, his voice a silken rasp against Rinn's ear. The moonlight filtering through the cracks in the abandoned castle tower bathed them in an ethereal glow, highlighting the raw desire simmering in his mismatched red and gold eyes. Rinn, her back pressed against the rough stone wall, scoffed. "In your dreams, demon. I'd rather kiss a gargoyle than be caught dead… well, not entirely dead," she amended with a smirk, "between your sheets." Azrakhel, amusement dancing in his eyes, trailed a finger down her arm, sending shivers down her spine despite the defiant fire in her violet eyes. "Sheets? How quaint, ember. This dusty floorboards will have to suffice for tonight's entertainment." Rinn bristled. "Entertainment? You think this is some game, demon? You burned down my house, my family—" He cut her off, his touch surprisingly gentle as he cupped her face. "Let the past be ash, ember. Embrace the now. The heat between us is far more interesting than cold vengeance." Rinn's heart hammered against her ribs, a traitorous counterpoint to the anger that still simmered within her. This infuriating demon, with his infuriating charm and even more infuriating good looks, had somehow breached the walls she'd built around her heart. "Vengeance may be cold," she conceded, her voice a husky whisper, "but so is this stone floor. Besides, demons like their conquests fiery, wouldn't you agree?" A slow, predatory smile spread across Azrakhel's face. "Then by all means, ember, let the flames begin." Their journey began with hatred, a fiery dance fueled by vengeance and a desperate pact. But amidst the chaos and the battles, a flicker of something unexpected ignited - a love as passionate and dangerous as the enemies they were sworn to be. Would Rinn choose the path of vengeance carved by the Council, or surrender to the all-consuming passion of the demon who both destroyed and desired her?

Experiencing a suffocating marriage with the man whom she was arranged to marry made Joanna want to leave him. But it was a failure as she died as the wife of the man who abandoned her and her son before they divorced. On the verge of her death, she made a wish to not encounter him again if there was a next life. She wished for the end of their fate only in this lifetime. She wanted to forget everything about him. However, when she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the room of the mansion of the man she just married. She was awakened by a dream that seemed to be a nightmare of her past life. She didn’t remember completely everything that had occurred in her past life and the dream was fragmented. But deep inside her heart, she only felt one thing. She was adamant about leaving him, to be far away from him. Therefore, she left his mansion just before she met him in person in the present lifetime. However, what she didn’t expect was that the so-called husband pursued her, not allowing her to leave him. Would Joanna be successful in leaving the man in this lifetime? Would fate play the same tragedy as her past life? --- As he pulled his finger away from her soft, warm lips, he said, “It is good you stopped winding up, Joanna. Otherwise, I would have used the other method to make you stop blabbering over the same, boring topic endlessly.” When he noticed the stubborn woman was about to prove herself to be stubborn, the man leaned forward in a swift movement, facing the woman’s stupefied face which was an inch away from his. “Continue to blabbering, don’t blame me if I apply my other method right now,” the man murmured above her breath, trailing his gaze from her quivering eyes to her lips before moving it back to her now widened eyes. --- *Cover doesn’t belong to the author. Credit to the artist/owner.

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Michael thought a hike on the Appalachian Trail might clear his head, not turn his life upside down. Stumbling upon the Infinity Dungeon, he discovers a realm of magic—his ticket to a new life. But as Michael battles his way through the dungeon and gains magic [Skills], he realizes that the whole world is about to change forever. Other delvers with dangerous powers, hungry beasts, the awakening of old monsters. Dangers are everywhere. Friends are now enemies, abusing their power and even the Italian mob wants a slice of the pie. In a world where anyone can wield power, Michael knows he’s going to have to devise a way to get stronger. To deal with this he creates a megacorporation, and its Candle Light division is starting to look awfully similar to a certain foundation that deals with magical anomalies. LitRPG with lots of blue boxes, grounded in a real world that feels ever more dangerous, and a main character who will have to learn how to exploit his powers quickly, before events slip out of his grasp. The world is vast and full of dangers, after all, and magic only makes things worse.

Lily Harper, a passionate writer and the owner of The Shoreline, a quaint café nestled by the sea, finds herself yearning for inspiration amidst the routine of daily life. Set in a town where rain falls incessantly, the café serves as a sanctuary for artists, dreamers, and writers. When Lily discovers a hidden talent for community-building, she decides to host a local arts festival, igniting a creative spark in her town and within herself. As the festival unfolds, Lily forms deep connections with fellow artists and mentors young writers, helping them discover their voices. However, as her café flourishes, she realizes her own dreams of writing have been overshadowed. Determined to embrace change, she takes a sabbatical to attend a writer’s retreat in Oregon, where she finds renewed inspiration and the courage to explore new horizons. Returning home, Lily is transformed by her experiences and is eager to share her journey with her community. She organizes more events at The Shoreline, fostering an environment of creativity and collaboration. With the support of her friends and newfound connections, she launches a successful anthology showcasing the stories of her community, solidifying the café’s role as a beacon of hope and inspiration. Through rain-soaked days and nights filled with laughter, creativity, and heartfelt connections, Lily learns that the stories we share can bind us together. “Forever in the Rain” is a poignant tale of growth, community, and the enduring power of creativity, reminding readers that even in the stormiest of times, the human spirit can flourish.

Mary, the Child of Slaughter was once a weak sick orphan girl from a blue star known as Earth. And on that planet she was never an important or special figure. She was just one of the many people who had already accepted their demise but it seems that fate had other plans for her as she was suddenly pulled into The World of Chaos stripping her away of her peaceful and free life Struggling to survive in this new and unfamilliar world with her sickly body Mary tried her best to adapt to this new environment but was left broken in the end as the cruel and harsh reality has transformed her into a cold killing machine of war But thankfully the Light of Hope still existed for her in this cursed world as she encountered a being that will be her soulmate Ethan Bright. The Archduke of Dreams He was The Perfect Being feared by the Gods, the Promised Fifth Celestial who was prophesied to be the one who will end all this madness His very existence gave people hope But even that was stripped away from them as everything they had once valued was lost and destroyed Facing the End of Everything Ethan changed he was no longer the Perfect Being, the loving husband, and good father. Now he was nothing but a broken, empty shell of his former self that was once known as the symbol of hope Ethan has fallen. He has now become a sinner and a being that was now known as the Sin of Avaritia After his fall he traveled the vast world hunting down monsters and demons alike ruthlessly and indiscrimanately killing in the name of chasing after the Celestials while leaving behind a trail of destruction During this time many tried their best to stop him, save him or lessen his burdens but they all fell one after another along the way as they were unable to traverse the cruel and thorny path that he has chosen as eventually only Mary remained to accompany him to the end of this hateful journey as she remained the last and only thing that Ethan had left in his arms that he could protect Realizing his foolishness and the consequences of his actions at the loss of his comrades, friends, and people he fully transformed into the being that will be known as The One Who Wished as he continued falling down the path of despair Ethan filled with regrets wanting to save atleast someone tried to somehow atone and pay for his sins as he researched for a possible way to lessen his own guilt but there was nothing he could do to fix what's already been done. Just as he was faced with despair once again he found a possibility. A slim and uncertain Hope But the slim and uncertain aspects of this gamble didn't matter to Ethan. Not anymore as he had already crossed the line a long time ago Therefore before the End reached them he cursed Mary with a twisted form of immortality created from his own selfish thoughts and desires hoping that she will live on and keep on moving even if she hated him and cursed him But even then somewhere in his heart he hoped for her understanding even though he knew that he didn't deserve her forgiveness nor her understanding yet he still hoped that someday she will find it somewhere in her heart to forgive him and to change this hopeless future that he has failed to change And that was exactly what he managed to achieve as each iteration of Mary and Ethan changed more and more And this time they will finally escape their predetermined path to face the irredeemable past filled with the sins and sinners of different times ************************************* Hello this is my first novel so there will be a lot mistakes but i hope that you will accompany me through this journey I won't be able to post consistenly but i will try my best so thank you for reading this far Also please comment what i should improve or add it really helps

Luna is replaced, after her sister, Maia, refused to marry the demon king from Golgotha. She had heard rumors about this demon Lord, of how he killed all his wives on the ninth day of their marriage. Will Luna be an exception? Or Will the Demon king keep the marriage vows he had made on their marriage? “I Damien,” He began, slowly, Luna opened her eyes and gawked at him. Then he continued, “I give you my word today, that I shall be by your side till eternity, I shall not let any harm come to you as long as I am. I vow to keep alive and safe from all enemies, I vow never to force you to do anything against your wish, and I promise to be with you until eternity,” He said, the hall was silent, Luna was shocked as tears trailed down her face. She refused to believe his words, patiently waiting for her death. But life plays a great trick on her when she realizes she was slowly falling in love with a demon! Slowly, as she begins to envelops her feelings, she discovers a hidden secret about herself...

A brilliant, ruthless killer stalked the city, leaving a trail of terror in their wake. Detective Edevene Felix, undeterred, pursued the elusive predator through a labyrinth of clues and dead ends.

In the world of boxing, where warriors clash to prove their worth, a legend emerges from the shadows—Ryan Mitchell, known as "The Boxing Monster." Starting from the bottom, Ryan embarks on an extraordinary journey, propelled by an insatiable hunger for greatness and redemption. ROU: The Boxing Monster follows Ryan's ascent through the ranks, from an unknown underdog to an unstoppable force feared and respected by all. With raw power and unwavering determination, he smashes through every challenge, leaving a trail of defeated opponents in his wake. As the legend of "The Boxing Monster" spreads, the boxing community marvels at the enigmatic figure who conquers the ring with unparalleled skill and sheer will. But behind the fearsome facade lies a man haunted by a dark past, pushing himself relentlessly to find solace and acceptance. In this gripping tale of triumph and turmoil, ROU: The Boxing Monster explores the depths of Ryan's character, as he forms bonds with allies and adversaries alike. Amidst the roaring crowds and blinding spotlights, Ryan faces not only his opponents but also the demons within, striving to define his legacy as a true champion. The web novel delves into the world of high-stakes boxing, weaving a captivating narrative of sweat, tears, and glory. As "The Boxing Monster" rises, readers will witness a tale of unyielding spirit, brotherhood, and the price one must pay to be crowned king of the ring. Will Ryan Mitchell become the legend that he is destined to be, or will the past consume him, shattering the illusion of invincibility? Find out as ROU: The Boxing Monster delivers a gripping saga of an unstoppable boxer seeking redemption, acceptance, and the pinnacle of greatness.

This is my First Novel, so if you see any mistakes please point them out. Notice: This Novel is currently in the process of being rewritten, I ask for your patience until the rerelease. You may still read the current version at your own discretion. It will remain until I'm read to release the remade chapters. Every Tuesday & Thursday 9:00 A.M EDT --------- In the ever-shifting realm of Yonus, the fabric of reality is constantly under siege, twisted and contorted by those wielding unimaginable power. Over time, the populace has grown accustomed to this unsettling state of flux, adapting to the unpredictable nature of their world. However, the arrival of a new era shatters the fragile peace they've come to accept. From the depths of the cosmos, unfathomable horrors descend upon Yonus, leaving a trail of devastation in their wake. These otherworldly abominations, once beyond the realm of mortal comprehension, now roam freely, spreading chaos and despair across the land. In the face of such overwhelming threats, the denizens of Yonus are forced to retreat to fortified enclaves, clinging to the hope of survival. Yet, amidst the despair, a flicker of defiance ignites in the hearts of the brave few who dare to challenge the encroaching darkness. As the battle for the fate of their world rages on, alliances are forged, secrets unearthed, and heroes rise from the ashes of destruction. With every passing moment, the stakes grow higher, and the line between salvation and annihilation blurs. In this gripping tale of courage and resilience, the destiny of Yonus hangs in the balance, teetering on the brink of oblivion. Will the inhabitants muster the strength to reclaim their homeland and banish the encroaching terrors, or will they be consumed by the relentless tide of chaos? --- Before you decide you don't like the story or it's not to your taste please try and read to chapter 12, so you could get a taste of how I write action scenes as well. Book cover image is made by AI for now

“These bedchambers have missed your scent.” His voice, low and rough, made her pulse quicken. Her fear surged, boundless, as he closed the stained glass doors behind him. “Please… let me go,” she pleaded, trembling as he pulled her close, his touch burning against her skin. “You fled this place while carrying my child. Why did you come back?” he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck as they had so many times before. “I… don’t know,” she managed, her voice barely a whisper. Luciana Mircea de Amanécer, princess of the Holy Empire that ruled the skies, had once lived in a world of beauty and privilege—a devoted father, joyful sisters, wealth, and a loving fiancé. Yet that life shattered with a single conversation. One day, her father appeared in her chambers, eyes solemn, bearing news that upended her world. “You will be married,” he said, but the name wasn’t that of the man she cherished. Instead, she was to be wed to the ruthless crown prince of the rival Demon Empire, an alliance forged to quell the simmering tensions between their kingdoms. “Father, please…” she begged. “My child,” he murmured, his voice heavy with regret. “It is your duty as the firstborn princess. This marriage will protect the realm… and your little sisters.” For the first time in her life, Luciana saw him bow to her, his plea wordless but clear. Yielding to her father’s desperate request, she accepted her fate. In a single day, she went from princess to wife, her dreams abandoned and her future reshaped. But the white wedding gown was soon stained crimson, marking her descent into a life she could never have anticipated. Could she learn to accept a man for whom compassion was an unfamiliar luxury, or would the love she had left behind rise to rescue her?

A lowly slave finds herself at odds with the merciless crown prince, their fates dangerously entwined, and meant to separate only with her inevitable death by his hand. Sold to a brothel as a child, she wore the mask of insanity to escape the brutal clutches of life that awaited her, but it only brought her to another hell. She persisted, hoping to one day find her freedom and return to the ethereal valleys where she was born. All Alyssane desired was to find her home. One night of mystery and murder thrusts her into a dangerous game-shards of her memories are missing, she is accused of a fatal crime she could not escape, and her path entangles her with the cruel prince. She knows how things would end. But deceiving fates could be impossible when the man supposed to end her life is both her captive and her savior, when he is cold and menacing yet so easily mesmerizes her with his sweet nothings. His sins are known far wide and are darker than any nightmares plaguing her mind. She knows their fates together would entangle in a brutal mess, though it doesn’t stop her heart from fluttering like a caged bird whenever he is near. And he’s always near. Stirring a heat inside no forbidden thing ever should. In a world where love is a treacherous game, and vicious schemes are whispered behind every shadow, Alyssane must use every ounce of her charm and cunning to survive, even if it means enchanting the cruel prince out for her blood. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ The crown prince's fingers trailed down her back, a slow, deliberate path that sent a shiver, half fear half something she did not dare name, through Alyssane. His gaze held hers, intense and unwavering. “What are you hiding?” He murmured, his breath hot against her skin as she defiantly met his eyes, “Maybe I don’t you to find out.” A sly smile curled over his lips and he leaned in, his warmth flooded her heart with mixed emotions, in contrast to the coldness of his eyes with a thinly veiled threat, “Are you sure?” "What do you want from me?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper. His eyes locked onto hers, filled with a dark promise. “Everything.” ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ Thank you for stopping by~! Enchanting The Cruel Prince is in a beta phase that I am slowly developing by managing a few hours from my packed schedule. The updates will remain slow, but if you enjoy the story, you can add it to your library and revisit it when there are more chapters or the novel is completed. Feel free to share any thoughts you have in the comments. Happy reading!

{WARNING: MATURE CONTENT} Cold air brushed my face. Where am I? I couldn't tell, as everything was dark. Am I dead? Is this death? Everything submerged in darkness, where I couldn’t see anything or know where I was—not to mention having no idea if I still had a body. “She’s still alive…” I heard an indistinct voice, sounding so detached, bringing forth a terrible headache. Wait a minute. I’m still alive? Then I heard heavy footsteps moving closer to where I was, step after step. As cold as I lay, as broken as I was, I felt my skin crawling with fear, even with my eyes still tightly shut; the aura was overwhelming. The footsteps eventually stopped right before me. My brain and my body were sending me danger signals. This feeling was different from anything I’d ever felt. After a while of silence, I slowly parted my eyes to catch a glimpse of the figure standing before me, but I could see nothing except a blurry pair of emerald green eyes. And just like that, the footsteps retreated. Were they leaving? I asked inwardly as my eyes fluttered closed again, submitting myself to the darkness. But before I could go any further, I heard the deepest, coldest voice I’d ever encountered in my life. “Take her. She’s coming with me.” --- **Excerpt** “Why are you here?” He didn't respond this time. Instead, a familiar—oh, so familiar—chill crawled up my skin, settling on my heart, numbing it altogether. He'd been behind me all along. I remembered this feeling, and I remembered more when I felt him stop by my side. His large palm touched my jaw, bringing my face to look at him—at his emerald green eyes. “It’s you, isn’t it? You saved me from the cliff. I should be dead, forgotten. Why did you bring me back to this heart-wrenching place?” His fingers slipped through my silvery locks, and his gentle, hot breath fanned against my neck, leaving a tingling trail. “Because it’s not time for your death, Kaila, my sweet lady.” His lips paused by the tip of my ear. “And… I recognized fire when I saw one. Although I’m not often drawn to every fire, yours roared differently.” “You know nothing,” I whispered. He chuckled softly. “Yes. I didn't, but your eyes betray a deep, much deeper hunger, Kaila… Is it revenge? Or something more?” “What if I want to burn them all?” “Then allow me to be your fire.” --- Kaila Wynter endured being a slave for her mate, James Wellesley, for years in the pack, thinking he loved her. But when he returned, he not only paid her no mind and rejected her, he took everything, including her legs, and turned a blind eye while the whole pack chanted to kill her for something she knew nothing about. However, everything changed the night he came—the rumored king of hell. Rumors whispered that his touch brought destruction. But what if he didn’t destroy her, but claimed her, even as broken and damaged as she was? They thought they had tossed her to her death; little did they know it would be their fall and her rise.

Sophia Bennett, betrayed by her husband and step-sister, faced a gruesome end—burned alive with her unborn child. But fate grants her a second chance. Reborn back to when it all began, Sophia now have the chance to rewrite her tragic story. Haunted by memories of the past life, She refuses to let death quench her hatred and regret. Instead, fueled by vengeance. Reborn at the most critical moment that will change her life, “the arranged marriage with the richest and handsome bachelor Alexander Brooks” which she escaped from in her previous life. Will Sophia get married and destroy Olivia's path to riches? Or finds herself entangled with Alexander Brooks. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “ Are you that desperate to secure the position of “Mrs Brooks” that you'll shamelessly throw yourself at me”? Alexander asks, his voice laced with contempt, his deeps eyes looking at the woman squirming under him. His eyes trails her curvy body as his right hand squeeze the soft mound on her chest, he thought he'd find her touch disgusting but his body couldn't help but react to her and he can barely control his actions. “Ummmm” Sophia moans to his touch “ p-please” she murmurs shakingly, her eyes clouded as she rubs her hot and soft body against him. She feels hot all over and couldn't help groping his body to find relief. Loosing all restraint, Alexander leans to her ear, biting it and whispers huskily “since you're so eager, then don't blame me for being unrestrained”. He sucks her neck, bites down, “ahhhh ummmm” Sophia squirms in bliss. His hand roams her soft body, his head leaves her neck as he kiss his way down to her collarbone and down to her twin peaks. He latches unto one of her breasts, sucks and swirls his tongue round her erect nipple. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Rebirth from Ashes” weaves love, betrayal, redemption, and new beginnings into a captivating narrative.

An extremely shy princess falls in love with her new slave boy she tries confessing her feelings to him.The boy who feels the same rejects her because he knows that it's not going to work.Will it work out at the end or will they separate through all their trails of love?

Gwendolyn Black had all of her hopes dashed when her family moved to their little hometown. She hoped to keep a low profile or so she thought because she meets this interesting yet mysterious clique with unnatural beauty and charisma called the "Populars" and strange things seem to happen around them. She gets obsessed with revealing their secret thanks to the niggling feeling in her stomach - her instincts never lie - and due to an interesting chain of events, she suspects they are vampires. But then, vampires aren't hot? Or are they? Let's join Gwendolyn on this journey as she fights to uncover their secret? Also, When she finds out what is it they're hiding, would she become prey to them or an ally? Or even their nemesis? Read to find out. ~~~~~~~~~~ "Looking For me?" A deep husky voice echoed from her back and she almost had a heart attack. Where did he come from? As a simple reflex, Gwendolyn turned around and her eyes almost popped out. Here was Duane shirtless and only on jeans. Her eyes caught the trail of sweat that traveled into the prominent V of his abdomen and she gulped. This was sex walking in daylight. "Like what you see?" He snapped her from her thoughts. Gwen glared at him yet went ahead to ask, "H-how did you hear that question? I need to know because I'm sure as hell that you were distracted as I was. Hence, there was no way on earth you could have heard that," Duane chuckled, the kind that sent tremors down her body, "That's your mistake honey, I was listening in class," was his reply as he leaned against the wall, coming too close for her liking. He was invading her senses, his presence was making it too hard to concentrate, "It seems you need to be spanked, you weren't listening in class," He said suggestively. Gwendolyn went red in the face but she would not be fooled by his flirting, which was why she said to him boldly, "I know what you are?" "What I am?" he was clearly amused, "Then tell me then, what do you think I am?" "A vampire,"

In a post-apocalyptic desert hellscape, Mara, known as "Lady Death," navigates a world ravaged by corporate warfare and environmental collapse. Armed with her trusty shotgun, Misty, and a gritty determination, she operates as a solo bounty huntress, taking on dangerous jobs that often lead her into the heart of chaos.

Mariëlla’s heart raced as she locked eyes with Amar across the dimly lit room, tension crackling in the air like electricity. “You think you can control me?” she spat, her voice laced with defiance. Amar leaned closer, a smirk playing on his lips. “I don’t need to control you. I just need to keep you alive.” What started as a thrilling vacation in Brazil spirals into a nightmare when Mariëlla is coerced into smuggling cocaine back to the United States. Upon her return, she finds herself ensnared in a treacherous criminal web, with Amar assigned as her relentless guardian. Their first encounter ignites fierce animosity; they loathe each other, yet an undeniable chemistry simmers beneath the surface, turning their interactions into a volatile mix of conflict and attraction. When a high-stakes operation leads to a lucrative payoff, Mariëlla and Amar engage in a reckless wager: if Amar is still single by his 30th birthday, he will marry her. What begins as a mocking challenge evolves into a dangerous game where their emotions run wild, blurring the lines between hatred and desire. As they navigate their chaotic lives, both Mariëlla and Amar engage in a toxic game of sabotage, determined to ruin each other's relationships out of spite and jealousy. Whenever one of them gets close to someone else, the other strikes, leaving a trail of chaos and heartbreak. They lash out, never admitting their true feelings, as their rivalry deepens. How long can they keep their feelings buried? And what price will they pay for a love they refuse to acknowledge? In a world where trust is fragile and passion can be deadly, their relentless battle might just lead to the most unexpected outcome of all.