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My boss was mid-meltdown when I started texting my online boyfriend to complain about him.

"Does anyone here actually use their brain before they submit something? This proposal is a joke. Pull this kind of crap again next week and the whole team loses their bonus — and honestly? Start updating your résumés."

Adrian's eyes moved slowly around the table. People stopped breathing.

Mine dropped too. But only so I could see my phone better.

Both thumbs flying under the table, I pulled up Ash's chat and sent the photo from last night — my legs in black lace stockings. Two messages followed.

Ash. My psycho boss just lost it again in front of everyone. I'm literally shaking. I want to kill someone.

Adrian stopped talking.

He'd been mid-sentence, tearing into the planning director, who looked one comment away from a full breakdown. Then his personal phone lit up on the table. He glanced down.

And froze.

The tips of his ears went red. Not pink — red. He flipped the phone face down so fast he nearly sent it flying, then straightened up and kept talking like nothing happened.

Too late. I'd already seen the screen.

Black lace stockings. My exact words.

My brain just... stopped.

Wait. Ash — who texted me every single night, who sent pictures of his abs when I asked, who once typed please don't be mad at me over a two-minute late reply — is Adrian?

My boss?

The man who makes me want to quit on a weekly basis?

A vicious-looking hit man, six foot three, was hunting me down.

I hid in a storage room at the mall.

With just a door between us, I suddenly heard what he was thinking.

[Damn it! Where did that rich girl in the white dress and the flat-brimmed hat go?]

[I need to finish this job. I've got a date with my girl!]

[Three whole years before she'd agree to meet me. I have to make this count. I have to make a good impression!]

[Nora. My Nora Blake. My baby. Hehehe.]

I froze.

Nora Blake... That was me.

Orlind. Locked behind impassable mountains, buried under the weight of a vast — and terrible — history, the Seventh Realm has remained a mystery all the long ages through. Until now. For the Lokant sorcerers’ power and might grows by the day — and all their thought is bent upon Orlind. What secrets lie hidden behind so ancient an enchantment? What powers could be worth a war to win? For war has come to the Seven. The draykoni are on the attack — and Llandry’s home city is first in the firing line. As Llandry fights to defend her home, Eva sets out upon the trail of the Lokant leader, Krays. If he’s bound for Orlind, then so is she — and what she finds there may change the course of history forever. The mystery begun in Draykon reaches its climax in Orlind: an epic tale of valour and secrets, darkness and hope.

【Unexpected online love with a celebrity.】

Lindy, a simple teenage girl who lives in Canada, never wanted to stand out because she is afraid of getting noticed.

Milo, a famous member of Spitfire Strip, filthy rich and a woman's magnet while adored by millions of his screaming fans. He has everything could ask for -- sold-out concerts, albums, world tour concerts year after year, money, and women.

But despite everything he has, he knows there's still something missing in his life because he wants a woman that can love him instead of his fame.

One wicked night in Canada, Lindy lost her phone and fortunately, she found it. It wasn't until she received an unknown phone number that she realized it wasn't hers, and found that an English cheeky boy had accidentally swapped phones with her. To change their phones, she kept communicating for a week with a man named Mill.

Lindy didn't expect that she has fallen in love with a man online.

What will happen if Lindy know Mill is Milo?

For three years, everyone at Spire Academy believed Liam loved me. Until I uncovered his secret plan: steal my academy recommendation to save Anna, and keep me waiting on the sidelines. He handed my future to another girl and threw me to a mad duke to be dissected. I escaped death by leaping into the Rift of Silence, only to be pulled from the abyss by Arnold, an ancient night lord. When Liam finally realized his sin, he begged for a second chance. But the girl who waited for him in the dark died in the rift. I have a new life, and I will never look back.

On her eighteenth birthday, Isabella expected freedom. Instead, she was sold by her uncle to Hell's pit—the Devil’s underworld where men fight to death and women suffer fates far worse.

Being a wolfless omega in this den of monsters should have been her death sentence. Until she met him. Alessandro De Luca, the most feared Mafia Lord and King Of The South.

Alessandro never expected to find his mate in the last place imaginable—Hell’s pit. Isabella's dormant wolf suddenly awakens, revealing her as a rare dominant omega, making her both precious and hunted. Now, he'll wage war against the pit's corrupt council to claim her.

As their passionate bond deepens and Isabella carries his heirs, a dark plot threatens to tear them apart.

What happens when Isabella is kidnapped and her and her unborn pups' lives are in danger and to save her Alessandro must give up everything he has worked for?

In Hell's pit, love comes with a price. And someone is about to pay in blood.

She is a singer,she loves to sing songs but her parents are not allowed to sing,but she has a secret no one knows about her secret.Her parents forced to marry a person,she agrees with her parents decision and marries that guy who she doesn't know.?

He is not playboy,or rich spoilt brat,he doesn't have one night stands but he is arrogant guy, loveable person. Girls admires him with his looks but he admires only one girl in his life.He is a dancer,he loves to dance and loves his parents very much and his first priority is his family,most importantly he admires one girl from past 1 year.He is searching for that girl,but his parents wants to get marry him.He agrees without hesitation.He dont no anything about that girl.Who he is going to marry?will he able find his secret love?.

Let's see how Aaron will found about his secret love?will he able to love his wife who is mysterious to world?.

Sorcerers. Mage. Magic. Spells. Dealing with different dilemmas and revealing the truth behind the mask.

Meliora Hart has been hiding for so long, but not until she finally shows up and enters the Tamora Academy. Thus, she has a goal that she needs to achieve.

Making friends as well as unveiling the truth, she makes sure to do these two. Will she be able to do it all? Will she fight her friends just to get that certain mission? Or will she find companionship throughout her journey?

I bought a handsome, aloof incubus from a clearance sale online to be my live-in maid.
For a week, he was perfect. Then he started fainting, his skin burning with a fever no amount of rest could fix. Panicked that I’d somehow overworked my best employee, I called the 24/7 Aphrodisiac (companyI bought him from) helpline.

Ma’am, our incubus models have a demonic lineage and you have got a high-output model. They have near-infinite stamina. They don't get 'feverish' from vacuuming. But... why did you have him doing 'housework'?"
"Because the house was dirty?"
The agent suddenly chuckled. "Ah, I see. Everyone has their own fantasies and kinks. Roleplay is very popular. But tell me, according to the log, when was the last time Xanthos received physical intimacy?"
"Huh?"
"Physical intimacy," the agent repeated. "Love, spoiling, skin-to-skin contact. If a male incubus doesn't get intimacy, his internal energy stagnates. They fall sick. Male models are much higher maintenance than females; they need constant affection to stay healthy."
My blood ran cold. "Affection? I bought him to mop the floors!"
"Ma'am," the agent's voice dropped. "You are on Aphrodisiac. We are the world's leading provider of supernatural escorts. Did you... did you not read the site description?"

Turns out, I hadn’t bought a demonic domestic servant.
I’d accidentally purchased a high-maintenance supernatural escort.
And apparently, if I didn’t start showing my “maid” some affection soon, he would die and I would be jailed for abusing my maid.

"What...are ...you doing Mr. Professor?" She asked stuttering.

"I know what I'm doing Ms. Khanna," He smirked to her. He took hold of her hands and placed them above her head.

"Leave me," She said and struggled from his tight grip but alas no use. He stood there like a rock.

"I won't leave you. What will you do Miss?" He queried.

"I will complain to principal," She emphasised. With that he came close to her and crashed his lips with her.

She was shocked for a moment. She stood like a statue in that place and shivered from his touch which affected her so much.

"What will you do Ms. Khanna?" He prompted and went from there with a smirk playing on his lips.

"I hate you professor," She screamed making his smirk grew wider.


Naina Kapoor. A beautiful, cute, intelligent, ambitious and lovely person. She loves her
parents and her sister Meera. She wants to become successful in her career but one decision of her parents changes her life completely. Arranged marriage, selected by her parents and he is her sister's brother-in-law. Let's see what happens to her life.

Shourya Khanna. A handsome, intelligent, caring and arrogant person. He loves his family so much. He is the CEO of Khanna Industries. He has a brother who loves him so much and his sister-in-law who treats him like her own brother. She wants him to get married to her sister. She thinks he is perfect for her.

Will Shourya support her dreams or not?

I came to Frostveil Academy to because it was expected.
I never expected to be claimed….. especially not by him.

At Frostveil Academy, magic is power—and only the most powerful wolves rule the ice.

My name is Elira Frostborne. I am used to being invisible. I arrives at the elite Frostveil Academy already marked as an outsider. I don’t have my wolf yet. I don’t know my magical limits. And in a school built on dominance, that makes me dangerous—or disposable.
Especially when he starts to notice me….

Kade Pyrrhos is everything Frostveil respects. Powerful. Feared. Unbreakable. His wolf is fully awakened, his strength unquestioned, and his future already written. As the academy’s golden boy, he knows control is everything… until I arrives and his control begins to crumble.

Because something about me calls to him.

Every glance sparks tension. Every moment of closeness ignites power neither of us understands. My magic reacts to him in ways it never has before, and Kade’s wolf refuses to ignore me—no matter how forbidden I am.

Bound by secrets, divided by blood, and drawn together by a force older than the academy itself, we must decide whether to fight the bond forming between us… or surrender to it.

At Frostveil, strength is tested, power is claimed, and some bonds are impossible to break.
Even if he is my stepbrother.

Born as an Omega into a family whose lineage has always been recessive Alphas. Ethan's fate has long been decided. His identity as an Omega had been hidden since birth and his scent suppressed.

Against his wish, he was sent by his father to Ravenholt Academy to solidify his father's position in the upper class society. Ethan has just one order to follow: make Claire Dalton his mate. Claire is the only child and heir to Alpha Hendrick, the Alpha of Iron Crescent.

Ethan, confident that he could survive this rumored dangerous elite academy that's reserved only for Alpha's. He hides his identity with suppressants. However, Fate has another way of messing with him.

What happens when Lucian Orion, the Alpha's Second son of Shadow Moon pack, takes interest in him for his sissy look and joins in to bully him.

Would Ethan be able to escape the clutches of an Alpha whose mere presence makes his hormones spill out, and also his powerful suppressant to falter.

What would become his fate as the new obsession of Lucian Orion?

They don't want to save her.
They want to own her. Break her. Taste her.

In a world ruled by monsters, she is the only thing they crave and the only thing that can ruin them.

** EXCERPT **

"How would you like for all three of us to pleasure you at the same time? Eating your pvssy, sucking your boobs and fvcking you… all at the same fvcking time?"

The dream began the same as always.

Three masculine men stood in front of her, twice as large as the men she had ever set eyes on. They were naked, their veined cocks erect, bigger than any normal human size.

Sephyra laid flat naked on the bed, her legs spread apart, her left hand roughly caressing her bre**ts while her three middle fingers continuously dug in and out of her wet core with an abnormal pace.

"Please," she cried out as painful pleasure coarsed through her. "Fv-fvck me. Please, fvck me!"

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She was born at the bottom of a broken world… where humans starve, and monsters rule.

With white-silver hair and white eyes that never quite belonged, she has always been treated like a curse: beaten, silenced, unwanted.

But everything changes the day her name is called.

Chosen for the Dominion, a brutal system where the most powerful fight for the throne, and the weak are crushed beneath it.

There, she becomes their obsession.

A ruthless werewolf who looks at her like he hates her… yet already owns her.

A cold, bloodthirsty vampire who aches to taste every inch of her.

A nonchalant, unreadable mage who treats her like she’s a mystery he intends to unravel.

What is a billionaire heiress supposed to do with a goddess growing more powerful inside of her?

Chloe has a team of players working with her as she continues her search for the missing parts of KieraFreya.

But she's not alone, and now there is another god getting involved.

She has a few parts of the armor, she needs more. But, every time she gains a piece, KieraFreya becomes more powerful.

Can Chloe help KieraFreya, without losing her body to the Goddess of Retribution as well?

Get your copy today and find out if Chloe Lagarde has what it takes to help a broken Goddess.

And herself.

I walked into my boyfriend's dorm to surprise him, but the sounds coming from inside shattered my soul before I even opened the door.

"God, Jace, right there!" My best friend’s voice. The girl I trusted with my life. My hand trembled on the doorknob, but I had to know. I pushed it open. Lila was straddling him, her head thrown back in ecstasy, riding the boy who swore he loved me. They didn't even stop when they saw me. They just... kept going.

I ran. I ran until my lungs burned, only to find my world destroyed again. My parents—the Alpha King and Queen—slaughtered in our own castle. Blood everywhere. And just like that, I was an orphan. A "wolfless" freak with nothing left.

I transferred to Keane College to hide, to survive. But I didn't expect Him. Calix Hawthorne. The Alpha’s son. The most dangerous wolf on campus. When our eyes met, my wolf screamed one word: MATE. But he looked at me with cold, dead eyes and walked away.

Now, I’m the target of the school’s queen bee. They put wolfsbane in my shoes, burning the skin off my feet while the whole school laughed. I am broken, bleeding, and alone. But they forgot one thing: Even a broken wolf has teeth.

An epic gothic vampire romance set at an ancient academy, where a dean comes face to face with the woman he loved two centuries ago after she's been reborn with no memory of him.


Some love stories are destined to span lifetimes. Some legends refuse to be forgotten. And some secrets have been waiting centuries to awaken.

Welcome to Laraque Academy, where ancient magic walks beside modern life, immortal legends teach the next generation, and one young witch is about to discover that her past is far more powerful than she ever imagined.

Step through the gates. Meet the Laraque brothers. And prepare to uncover a world where every legend begins with a secret.

"You also feel Lumira died an unjust death? Then let's see you change it."

Rina Vale died cursing an author for killing her favorite villainess. Now she's trapped in that villainess's body, with a blood contract saying: 'rewrite the sequel or be erased.'

The ex who drove Lumira to suicide is hunting her. The vampire prince wants to destroy her beautifully. And the Author who sent her here? Still watching.

The Blood Moon is rising. She has the spoilers. But surviving the story might be harder than rewriting it.

I ran by hands down his broad shoulders, squeezing his firm biceps.

“Like what you see Princess?” Aphelion asked, a cocky smirk on his face,

“Just shut up and kiss me.” I replied back as I lifted my hands off of his arms and wrapped them in his hair, pulling him down towards me.

THIS IS A REVERSE HAREM NOVEL- READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION…


Katrina was left at an orphanage as an infant. On her 21st birthday Katrina’s best friends take her to the Popular club Hecate where her life turns upside down. One minute she’s having fun getting drunk, the next she’s blasting a pervert on his ass with some unknown power that just blasted out of her hands. Now Katrina is stuck attending school with a bunch of demigods and four very attractive very dangerous gods, who have all staked a claim on her……

Allison was never meant to survive. She was born a siphon and hidden away like a mistake the world was waiting to break. The Council planned to shape her into a weapon or erase her before she became one. She was supposed to disappear quietly; another tragedy folded into the past. Instead, she lived, she thrived. When the truth of her bloodline comes to light, Allison’s carefully held world fractures, and power spills through the cracks whether she’s ready for it or not. She steals the magic she needs. She survives the way she has learnt. Everything is fine until she captured from the scrub lands and four men begin to orbit her life; each bound by something deeper than choice. Five men. Five obsessions. Five hearts tethered to hers by magic older than the Wall itself.

Hunted, haunted, and newly awakened, Allison is dragged into a rebellion built on blood and belief, the same fight her parents died trying to protect. As enemies close in and desire sharpens into something dangerous, she must decide what kind of power she will become. The weapon the Council always wanted. Or the storm that tears their world apart. When Allison rises, kingdoms kneel and when she loves, she loves like war.

Dark Academia | Reverse Harem | Dark Romance | Dark Humour | Action-Packed | Steamy | Unputdownable

Katy Riley hoped the prestigious local academy would be a sanctuary for her six-year-old son, John, offering a fresh start after a painful divorce. Renowned for its excellence, the school promised safety and stability. But beneath its polished facade, something is terribly wrong.

Barred from entering the school grounds and unsettled by the iron bars on classroom windows, Katy grows uneasy. John returns home drained, his memories of the day eerily blank, and strange marks mar his small arms. The other children whisper in fear, their silence hiding a chilling truth.

As dread tightens its grip, Katy realizes her son is caught in a web of danger. With time slipping away, she must unravel the academy’s dark secrets to save John—before the sinister forces lurking within claim him for good.

"Get your hands off her, or I will incinerate your cock right off your body."

The air grew thick with testosterone and magic as Zmiyrenan slammed the Vampire King against the wall. I could smell the pheromones rolling off them—spicy, smoky, dangerous. My body, still sensitive from the aftereffects of the aphrodisiac, throbbed in response.

Wilhelm just laughed, his fangs grazing his own lip, eyes dropping to my cleavage. "You can't hide her forever, dragon. I can hear her pulse. I can smell her wetness. She doesn't want a guard dog. She wants a King."

Zmiyrenan roared, his hand gripping my hip so hard it would leave a bruise, pulling my pelvis flush against his hard length. "She is my mate. Her heat is for me alone."

I gasped as the friction sent a jolt of electricity through my core. I was sandwiched between fire and ice, between a beast who wanted to breed me and a monster who wanted to drain me.

Wilhelm stepped closer, ignoring the dragon's flames, and whispered in my ear, his cold breath making me shiver. "Let him have your heart, little flower. I'll take the rest of you. And I promise, I bite."

In a desolate coastal area in Northern Sweden, the cruise ship, Ocean Gala, is docked whilst carrying 1,800 asylum seekers. Far-right groups are gathering on the dock to protest against the floating refugee camp and as a brutal home invader begins to roam the area, the local Chief of Police calls upon a team of cadets from the newly established Scandinavian Academy of Criminal Profiling. This group is led by the aging detective, Conrad Løwe, but its most valuable asset – and biggest challenge – is Nadia Elmkvist. They meet Hampus Cedergren – a local police officer who most definitely does not welcome the group, particularly Nadia and her methods of interrogation.

When I was twenty, my family's long-lost biological daughter finally came home.

At her welcome party, I worked all day, yet there wasn't even a seat for me.

My brother asked me to take their new family photo.

My fiancé wore the suit meant for our wedding and stood in the center with his arm linked through hers.

I smiled, pressed the shutter, and quietly left.

By the time they discovered the guest room was empty, my plane was already in the air.

From that day on, Mom waited for me beside meals that went cold.

Dad lost sleep clutching a torn photograph.

My brother and fiancé searched for me like madmen, while the real daughter knelt outside my old bedroom, begging her sister to come home.

Aslan

I came to Crownwell Academy on a scholarship and a promise to myself:
Keep my head down. Don’t make waves. Survive.
I didn’t plan on standing up for anyone.
I didn’t plan on becoming a target.
And I definitely didn’t plan on catching the attention of Garrett Williams.
The king of Crownwell.
Cruel. Untouchable. Beautiful in the most dangerous way.
Now the school watches my every move. His friends circle like predators. And Garrett makes my life hell in ways I don’t always understand—hot, cold, violent, confusing.
The only safe place I find is with Aitor.
Quiet. Kind. Gentle.
The boy who keeps saving me when things go too far.
But safety doesn’t stop my pulse from racing when Garrett looks at me like I’m something he wants to destroy… or devour.
And I’m starting to realize:
At Crownwell, kindness is a weakness.
And attention can be lethal.

Garrett

I didn’t bring my past to Crownwell.
I buried it.
Here, I’m power. Control. Fear.
Here, no one knows what I was forced to become—or what I still fight not to be.
Then Aslan Rivers walks in, all effortless perfection and amber eyes that drag my attention where it doesn’t belong, in his refusal to break…
He shouldn’t matter.
He shouldn’t exist in my head.
He definitely shouldn’t make me lose control.
So I push him. Humiliate him. Hurt him.
Because if I don’t… I might want him.
And wanting him is dangerous.
I don’t do love.
I don’t do weakness.
But Aslan is a risk I can’t seem to eliminate.
And if he finds out who I really am…
I don’t know whether I’ll destroy him—
Or burn my world down to keep him.

At Nightborne Academy, your bloodline is everything.
Vampires, wolves, witches—they all belong.

Ayla Rowan doesn't.

She thought she was just a human on scholarship. She was wrong. She’s the last of a forbidden bloodline—the Nightborne.
Now, caught between two rival heirs, she faces an impossible choice:

The vampire who claims her touch is his only salvation.
The wolf who would break his sacred oath to keep her safe.

In a world of dark magic and darker desires, Ayla must master her power not just to survive, but to decide—will she be the weapon that destroys their world, or the heart that finally binds it together?

Would she survive Nightborne Academy?
More importantly, whose claim would her heart answer?

For years, Echo McFarland (the "Potion Queen") and Dean Grant (the "Arrogant Heir") were the academy's most famous enemies. Their rivalry was fueled by their powerful fathers: Arthur McFarland, a wealthy businessman with a clean ledger, and Frank Dean, a ruthless High Inquisitor who viewed his son as a mere tool for his own political ambition.
The "War" began to crumble when Echo discovered Dean’s private notebook from their freshman year. The raw, honest entries revealed a boy drowning under his father’s expectations, harboring a secret love for the very girl he was forced to compete against. Realizing Dean was a victim rather than a villain, Echo decided to protect him.

When Aelin finally decides she is ready to restore her family back to Frostville, she learns that the only way she can do that, is by competing in the Games of Zyraeth against skilled Werewolves, and emerge among the top three.

The only problem, is that the top three winners are the only surviving winners.

After training for years, it is now a risk she is willing to take.

Kael, the heir Alpha to Frostville is forced to take Aelin under his wings during the games, he develops a sudden irritation for the omega he has been forced to babysit. Without a clear reason why he should look after a wolf that should easily be his first kill in the games.

But what they don’t know is, Aelin is not an omega. She’s a human disguising as one.

Kael had spent all his life hating humans.

What happens when his inner wolf finds her quite… interesting

And when he realizes his self control is limited around her.

Amelia Thorne is the "Ice Queen" of Manhattan.

But there's an indelible stain on her reputation.

Her fiancé is a criminal currently serving time in prison.

She comes to the prison, intending to publicly humiliate Victor Ashford before annulling their marriage.

What shocks everyone is that the moment Victor steps off the plane, the Four Great Families of New York all bow in unison to greet him...

How did Victor transform from a prisoner she despised into the King of Assassins who strikes fear into the hearts of the world's elite?

At Astoria University, the name Nathaniel Cavill means everything. He’s the heir to an educational empire, a man born with a silver spoon and enough arrogance to fill every lecture hall on campus. But to his grandfather, Nathaniel is just a reckless playboy—and unless he proves he can be "stable," his billion-dollar trust fund stays locked.

Sylvie Belrose is the only thing standing in his way. She’s sharp, relentless, and has been his academic rival since freshman year. She doesn't have a dynasty behind her; she only has her grades and a scholarship she’s worked her life for. She hates everything he stands for, and he lives to see her flustered.

But when a calculated scandal threatens to get Sylvie expelled, her world collapses. That’s when Nathaniel makes his move. He offers her a deal that feels like a pact with the devil:

The Deal: Act as his fake fiancée for six months. The Reward: He gets his fortune; she gets the protection of the Cavill name and keeps her scholarship.

Now, they are forced to share more than just a stage at university galas. Between shared hotel rooms on academic tours and kisses staged for the Board of Directors, the lines are blurring. Sylvie is finding out that Nathaniel’s arrogance is a mask—and Nathaniel is realizing that the girl he’s supposed to hate is the only one he can’t stop thinking about.

They were supposed to be rivals. They were supposed to be faking it. But in a game this dangerous, the first one to fall loses everything.

!!!Trigger Warning!!! Multiple triggers, proceed with caution.

"Who told you, you can be mad at me. I did nothing. I am yours and only yours." I let my wolf slip and bite her neck, she melted into me. The anger was gone, she was so turned on, she almost dropped her drink. "Don't ever yell at me..." before I could finish scolding her, she kissed me, our bodies now flushed against each other. She moaned into my mouth when I grabbed her ass and realized there was nothing under her dress. My pants instantly became tighter, she smiled in the middle of our make out session. I pulled back and took a deep breath in trying to relax.

In a hidden realm of magic and mythical beings, lies the renowned Supernatural Academy. Tessa, a young human with dormant powers, receives an unprecedented scholarship, becoming the first human ever admitted. As she ventures into this hidden realm, she finds herself irresistibly drawn to four captivating young men, each representing a different supernatural species. A charismatic vampire with a dark past, a brooding werewolf with a protective nature, a mischievous witch skilled in enchantments, and a mysterious shapeshifter capable of assuming any form. With each connection she forms, her heart becomes entangled in a complex web of emotions, rivalries, and unforeseen desires.


"The Supernatural Academy" is an enthralling reverse harem tale where passion, magic, and destiny collide. Join Tessa on her extraordinary journey within the mystical walls of the academy, as she discovers the wonders, faces heart-wrenching trials, and unravels the secrets hidden within this mesmerizing setting.

Five years ago, I spent the most out-of-control night of my life with a stranger.
My body burned, my mind was a blur, and all I could remember was the way he took me with relentless force.
I clutched the sheets and never even saw his face clearly.

Five years later, I return to this city with my child—only to run into that same cold, powerful man again.
He corners me, his gaze dark and burning.
“The woman that night... was it you?”
I grit my teeth and let out a cold laugh, denying everything.

If that night was never an accident, then what kind of ending is waiting for us?

My son came home with a trophy from a regional figure skating competition.

To thank his coach, I baked her a batch of cookies.

She just looked at me, confused. "My whole family was in Europe all summer. I didn't teach a single kid."

My smile froze.

When I asked my son about it, he slammed his door in my face. "Why do you have to ask so many questions? I got the trophy, didn't I?"

A second later, I noticed the essay he'd left on the kitchen table.

The title was "My Mom."

For a moment, my heart warmed. Then I read further, and went cold all over.

The "mom" who spent the summer with him in that essay loved wearing white dresses. I never wear white. Not with all the housework I do.

Before school started, they'd gone out of town together to watch a competition. That was the exact weekend my husband told me he was away on business.

My husband was lying. And my son had learned to lie right along with him.

They didn't just have a second family out there. My son had accepted a new mom.

That night, my son was heading out to "practice" again, and my husband offered to drive him.

I smiled and watched them go.

If that other home was so wonderful, then this one didn't need to exist.

Forced to disguise herself as a male Alpha, Mael knows one thing clearly—if anyone discovers she’s a female omega, she’s dead.
So she keeps her head down… until the wrong Alpha gets too close.
Eli.
The Alpha who walks out of the bathroom completely naked, towel in hand—
and stops.
“You smell… sweet.”
A death sentence. Her pheromones are slipping.
Their next clash is worse—
Eli glancing down with a smirk:
“What? Didn’t grow down there? Tiny, huh?”
Mael glares back.
“Why? Hoping I’d fuck you?”
Eli’s disgusted gasp almost makes her laugh.
“I don’t want a tiny dick in me.”
She fires back,
“Since you’re so obsessed with size, you must be smaller than me.”
He hates that she gets under his skin.
He hates that he reacts at all.
Because as far as he knows, Mael is a boy—and Eli isn’t supposed to want anything from him.
At the same time, the other two Alphas—Calix and Killian—also start paying attention to “him” in ways they shouldn’t.
Can Mael keep her secret?
And what happens when three Alphas fall for someone who isn’t who they think he is?

If given the chance to live again, what would you change the most? As for Emma, she has decided not to marry Mark, a betrayer. In her previous life, she was deceived and harmed by him, leading to the tragic demise of her entire family.
Emma, devastated and tormented by Mark, suffered to the point of death. When she woke up, she found herself back five years in the past. At that time, Emma had not married Mark; instead, she had formed a connection with David, Mark's rival. Emma decides to rely on David for revenge against Mark, but little does she know that things will take unexpected turns. What surprises await her? Read on to find out!

"I look better in the wedding dress. Your ugly fiancée can't compare to me, right?" "Of course, you do. You look way better."
Standing right outside the bridal fitting room, I watched my fiancé, Alexander Blackwell, hold his mistress in his arms.
The very wedding dress the woman wore was the custom-made designer gown meant for my own wedding next month.
For seven long years, I gave up my youth and poured everything into Alexander, turning him from a nobody into a tech billionaire.
He always thought I was just a helpless orphan who had nowhere else to go, blindly confident that I would never dare to leave him.
He had no idea that I was actually one of the heirs to the top-tier Sterling family in London.
When he finally realized what he had lost and desperately tried to beg for my return, I didn't look back.
Because I ran into Theodore Morrow—the city's most powerful, ruthless billionaire CEO, and the childhood fiancé whose heart I had broken when I called off our engagement years ago.

"Is there a reason why I shouldn't fuck your brains out right now?" he asks and I shudder.
"Nnn... Nooo! I don't have a reason," I stutter.
"Good! I am about to forget you are my princess and fuck you like a slut," he promises as he fucks me.
"I am a slut, only for you," I murmur.


I have always had a crush on my dad's best friend, but he never saw me as a woman. He always referred to me as a child and treated me just like one. Something was off in the air when he looked at me and spoke to me from time to time. I could feel the need in his voice and the fire in his eyes.

So when my parents had to leave for some days and he was asked to take care of me I knew that was the only chance I would ever get at making my feelings known to him and to know whether or not what I saw was real or if I wasn't hallucinating.

The first few nights were tough and he kept off saying I was off limits to him, but what if I am not and he is only trying to send me away because of the lady I saw him kissing the other night?

"Is there a reason why I shouldn't fuck your brains out right now?" he ask and I shudder.
"Nnn... Nooo! I don't have a reason," I stutter.
"Good! I am about to forget you are my princess and fuck you like a slut," he promises as he fucks me.
"I am a slut, only for you," I murmur.


I have always had a crush on my dad's best friend but Jack never saw me as a woman and rather he always referred to me as a child and treated me just like one. Just that, something ws soff in the eau he looked at me and spoke to me from time to time. I could feel the need in his voice and fire in his eyes.

So when my parents had to leave for some days and he was asked to take care of me I knew that was the only chance I will ever get at making my feelings known to him and to know whether or not what I saw was real ot if I wasn't Hallucinating. The first few nights were tough and he kept off saying I was off limits to him, but what if I am not and he is only trying to send me away bechause of the lady I saw him kissing the other night?

When my year-end bonus came in, I bought a pair of engraved matching bracelets for the man I'd been with for eight years and had them shipped to his office.
The tracking said delivered. He waited a full day before sending me a voice message, asking if I'd bought him a gift.
I said no, and asked if someone had sent him something. He brushed it off. Said he'd ask around.
When I pushed, he said it was a pair of running shoes from a coworker, and he'd already sent them back.
That night he kept his phone on him. He even took it to bed.
Once he was asleep, I unlocked it with his finger.
His old Messenger chats had all been cleared. I searched one word: gift.
The messages came right up. The other person was Mia Novak. He called her "baby."
I tapped her profile picture. It was a wedding photo.
The groom was Nathan Boyd, the man I'd been with for eight years.

I awaited my seven-year-old son's birthday, yearning for my husband’s return, only to stumble upon him celebrating at a bar, tenderly kissing his childhood sweetheart.
I initially believed this to be yet another instance of his favoritism, until I overheard a devastating conversation and realized the truth: the precious son I had nurtured for seven years was not mine, but a product of his union with his childhood friend.
The marriage I had fought so hard to preserve was, from the very beginning, a deceitful scheme orchestrated against me.

"My sister threatens to take my mate. And I let her keep him."
Born without a wolf, Seraphina is the disgrace of her pack—until a drunken night leaves her pregnant and married to Kieran, the ruthless Alpha who never wanted her.
But their decade-long marriage was no fairytale.
For ten years, she endured the humiliation: No Luna title. No mating mark. Just cold sheets and colder stares.
When her perfect sister returned, Kieran filed for divorce the same night. And her family was happy to see her marriage broken.
Seraphina didn't fight but left silently. However, when danger struck, shocking truths emerged:
☽ That night wasn't an accident
☽ Her "defect" is actually a rare gift
☽ And now every Alpha—including her ex-husband—will fight to claim her
Too bad she's done being owned.


Kieran's growl vibrated through my bones as he pinned me against the wall. The heat of him seared through layers of fabric.
"You think leaving is that easy, Seraphina?" His teeth grazed the unmarked skin of my throat. "You. Are. Mine."
A hot palm slid up my thigh. "No one else will ever touch you."
"You had ten years to claim me, Alpha." I bared my teeth in a smile. "Funny how you only remember I'm yours... when I'm walking away."

My pack's golden girl—my adopted sister—vanished. On my eighteenth birthday—the day my wolf should have awakened—my parents dragged me to a witch.
"Show us what you did to her."
Fine. Let them look.
Let them see who drugged me the day I came home. Who stole credit while I bled. Who smiled while planning my destruction.
They chose their precious Rosalie over me for three years.
They wanted the truth?
They were about to choke on it.

To buy the sky-high-price cake for my blind piano prodigy girlfriend, I swallowed my pride and scrubbed toilets for three months.
But returning home early with the cake, I found her, who was supposed to be groping in the dark, entangled with her rich ex-boyfriend.
Her eyes were clear, and her face was full of sneering mockery: "Isn't letting this design genius serve me like a dog for three years the perfect punishment for him always outshining you?"
I stood in the chilly wind outside the door. So, the deep affection and despair of these three years were all just an act she put on to please her ex.
Calmly, I threw the cake box into the trash. I pulled out my phone and sent a text to the number I had blocked for three years:
"Cecilia, I accept your marriage proposal."

In a world where the gods gift a chosen few with great powers, Sam Shepard could be counted among the weakest of the weak. His crappy healing ability can’t even cure minor injuries without having to drain Sam’s own life force to do it. Hero society doesn't think Sam's useful, and after failing to heal those he was tasked to save, Sam couldn't help but agree. But it turns out that giving up the hero's life isn’t easy. Not when one’s caught in the machinations of the gods themselves.

After Sam gets pulled into rescuing the hero Thunder, he inherits a strange ability from her: the training system that taught Thunder how to become a top hero. Triple-A apparently holds the secret to leveling up one's power, a feat previously thought to be impossible. Not that it'll be easy to achieve...

A series of challenging missions and the occasional hero lesson from the system’s creator guarantee a lot of cuts and bruises in Sam's immediate future. But at least he finally gets the chance to go from zero to hero. Oh, yeah, there are also ghastly horrors and megalomaniac supervillains to contend with on Sam’s path to becoming the symbol of hope that humanity needs.

My wife never knew what I really did. She only knew I was gone most of the year and money hit our account every month.

The day she cheated, she rummaged through my drawer, found an eagle-shaped brooch, and gifted it to her lover like a flashy accessory. “It’s worthless,” she said. “Perfect with a suit.” I warned her again and again to bring it back. She called me annoying, powered off her phone, and blocked me everywhere.

She didn’t know I’m a cleaner—the kind who handles quiet jobs—and that brooch isn’t jewelry. It’s an organization badge, a mark that turns you into a target the moment it appears in public.

That night, the killers came. The ballroom was sealed. She trembled under a table while her lover shoved her out to take the bullets.

When a cold gun barrel pressed to her temple and someone asked, “Who does the brooch belong to?”

He begged his cold billionaire boss for help.
Alexander Devereux said no.

So Adrian put on the wig, the dress, the lipstick…
and became the high-priced fantasy men pay fortunes for.

Tonight the client is Alexander himself.

One year. One million dollars. One fake marriage.
Adrian just has to keep the secret that the woman in Alexander’s bed
is the same soft-spoken secretary who sits outside his office every day.

But Alexander is already noticing the hands.
The voice.
The way both of them make him lose control.

And once a man like him decides something belongs to him…
he doesn’t let go.

Three years ago, to quell a mafia feud and save my father's life, I married Alessio.

Over the past three years, the occasional scraps of tenderness he threw my way had slowly tricked me into falling in love.

Until the day I nearly bled to death giving birth to our twins—only for him to immediately hand them over to his true love. His adoptive sister, Bianca, had been left sterile after taking a bullet for him years ago.

In the end, the reality was clear. I was just a breeding vessel, kept around merely to bear children for the only woman he ever loved.

My dignity, my flesh and blood, and my ridiculous love were unapologetically trampled into the dirt.

And when the devastating news of my father's brutal murder followed, the very last trace of weakness in my heart disintegrated into ash.

On a rainy night, I lay in a pool of my own blood, barely alive.
My wife, Juliana, was kneeling beside a man named Sebastian. "Take my husband's blood! I will take full responsibility if anything happens!"
Drop by drop, my lifeblood was drained from me, flowing into the body of her first love.
After three days and nights of struggling in the ICU, I finally regained consciousness, only to hear her scornful words outside the door: "Sacrificing a mediocre researcher for the health of my Muse is a worthwhile trade."
So, the five years of tender affection, the specially prepared nutritional soups she brought me every night—it was all to squeeze the last drop of blood from me.
She thought I would remain in the dark like a loyal dog, letting her take whatever she wanted.
Too bad she didn't know that I had quietly poured out that "medicine" and called the Security Bureau.
It was time for the hunter and the prey to switch roles.

Three years ago, I devoted my family's entire fortune to rescue my husband from the mire of impending bankruptcy. I once believed this was a mutual journey of love, until that day revealed the chilling truth — I had merely been nurturing a self-consuming wolf.
The metallic scent of blood still hung in the air of the delivery room when he signed the document relinquishing life support, trading our newly born child for a flicker of hope for his beloved.
As I lay in a pool of blood, dialing his number, I could hear the heavy breaths of him and his mistress on the other end.
The explosion of the yacht cast flames upon the sea, and in that life-or-death moment, he unhesitatingly let go of my hand.
They all believed I had perished beneath the waves.
Very well.
Now, my wedding invitation lies within his reach.