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Estelle’s life was once a fairy tale, filled with love and promise. However, tragedy struck on the day of their wedding. Estelle’s father and Cristofer’s parents were involved in a car accident that took their lives instantly. The loss was devastating for Cristofer, causing him to sink into deep sorrow and anger towards Estelle.

One tragedy comes after another, and she finds herself battling cancer, heartbreak, and deceit. In a world where all seems lost, Estelle must dig deep to find the strength to fight for what she loves most.


Cristofer’s magnetic yet cold voice wrenched her mind back to reality, “Sign the divorce paper now!”
Estelle lay her legs down, sat up, and asked, “Did you drink?”
“It’s none of your business.”
“Drinking is bad for your stomach.”
“I need to drink so that I won’t feel disgusted when having sex with you.”
“You couldn’t wait to divorce me?” Her voice sounded weak.
She turned her back on him as the smoke nearly smothered her, and she started coughing again.
“You know that, don’t you?” Cristofer deliberately breathed out a stream of smoke in her direction and felt inexplicably pleased to see her coughing and trembling.

After the divorce, she became the dream woman everyone longed for.
James Ferguson saved Zelda Liamson and always did whatever she asked, making sure she had everything she could ever want. Zelda thought it was true love. After five years of marriage, she realized she was nothing more than his favourite pet, while he was her whole world.
Then, the woman James truly loved came back, and Zelda demanded a divorce. James mocked her, saying, " You can't survive without me. What will you do without the Ferguson's name? "
But Zelda did run away and never looked back, receiving marriage proposals every day.
James lost his mind and returned, begging Zelda, "Please, come back to me. Give me another chance." His eyes were full of love and desperation.

"She's dying, can't you be more generous?" That's what my husband said.
So I was generous.
I gave her my husband's time when our daughter was in the ER for an allergic reaction she caused.
I gave her my once-in-a-lifetime concert ticket because "she deserved it more."
I even endured our daughter wishing I would die in her place.
But when he accused me of orchestrating a kidnapping to win his sympathy, I knew my generosity had run out. I threw the divorce papers in his face. He laughed, thinking I couldn't survive without him.
He's about to find out how wrong he is.

Dark Romance · Forbidden Love · Reverse Harem · Good Girl Gone Bad · Hockey Captain · Professor · Step-Siblings
"Spread your legs a little wider."
He knelt in front of the fitting room mirrors, his tongue working her until she trembled, all three mirrors reflecting the same image at once — her pussy spread open, her clit wet and gleaming.
"Clench." His other hand pinched her nipple and pulled it outward. "Someone's knocking outside. You'd better not make a sound."

Warning: This book will have you dripping from page one.
No slow-burn setup. No lukewarm back-and-forth. Just her getting her pussy slapped raw against a bathroom sink, the professor fingering her in his office until her legs give out, the hockey captain grinding her to orgasm through his practice pants, her ex-stepbrother forcing her hand onto his cock after she refuses his proposal, and an older man pressing down on her lower abdomen while he comes inside her so deep she's still leaking the next morning.
She used to be the perfect Kincaid daughter. Now she's drowning in debt. To stay alive, she'll kneel and take cock all the way down her throat until she gags. To survive, she's learned to negotiate with her body — to trade orgasms for control.
The hockey captain pins her to the bed and grinds against her pussy through her panties until she's sobbing. The professor sits her in his office and makes her read her thesis out loud while his fingers fuck her until she squirts. The mechanic corners her in a bathroom stall, describing her cunt in the filthiest terms while he slaps her clit until it's swollen and raw. Her ex-stepbrother folds her legs up to her chest, wraps his hand around her throat, and comes as deep inside her as he can.
Cum striping her collarbones after he fucks her tits, and he bends down to lick every drop clean. Pinned face-first against a mirror, her nipples pressed flat against the cold glass, each thrust slamming through her until they go numb. Held in his arms in the bathroom like a child while he makes her piss, the stream running down her thighs mixed with his cum.
On the surface, she's getting fucked senseless in every available location. In reality, every time she drips and begs and falls apart, she's dragging them straight into the trap she built for them.
She is not a toy being passed between men.
She is the woman who gets fucked until she can't stand — and still trains every single one of them into a dog that orbits only her.
This is not a sweet redemption story.
This is the story of a woman torn apart by debt, desire, and men — and how she claws for control every single time after she's been filled, fucked open, and bred.
If you want to watch her forced to drip and still spitting filth through gritted teeth, if you want to see the men who should have protected her pinning her down and fucking her mindless in every room, if you want cum running down her thighs and cock shoved so deep in her throat she's gagging —
Then open it.
Her men are already hard.
And you — do you want to spread your legs a little wider?

He’s a ten out of ten—but when his engagement is announced, he gets wasted enough to forget his own name.
Meet Nico Bellami: billionaire heartthrob, sinfully handsome, and absolutely done with being controlled.
She’s Red: curvy, mysterious, and a stripper who’s never been touched. She dances to survive, not to seduce—but she ends up saving a drunk billionaire from a biker gang in the worst part of town.
She means to help him home.
Instead, she crashes his engagement party.
And before she can escape, he pulls her close, smirks at the cameras, and says—
“This is my wife.”

Summer learned early that some lines should never be crossed. And Cole Matthew was one of them.
Rule #1 of girl code: Best friends’ brothers were off limits.
So she buried her feelings at fifteen and followed it for four years.
Four years of swallowing her crush on Cole every time he ruffled her hair and called her ‘kid’.
She pretended not to care until the night she saw him at the diner where she worked, watching his perfect girlfriend Regina kiss another guy.
Summer did the only thing she was ever allowed to do: comforting him like a sister.
She offered to do anything to help him until he felt better.
But Summer didn’t expect him to take it as far as kissing her.
That night broke every rule she built her life around.
When morning came, everything between them was no longer innocent.

“Do you, April Lilian Farrah, take Nathan Edward Ashford to be your lawfully wedded husband, for better or worse, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?”
I gaze up at his gorgeous green eyes, and my answer is immediate: “I do.”
“And do you, Nathan Edward Ashford take April Lillian Farrah to be your lawfully wedded wife, for better or worse, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?”
Nathan squeezes my hand and leans forward. His lips brush the shell of my ear, causing a shiver to run down my spine.
“You really are audacious, April,” he whispers. “Audacious and delusional.” Then he pulls back and gives me the widest, most sinister grin I’ve ever seen, before announcing to the entire church: “I. Would. Rather. Eat. Shit.”


April’s life is already complicated enough—balancing her little sister’s overwhelming medical bills and a stressful college career after losing both parents. The last thing she needs is Nathan Ashford: her first love, who shattered her heart and humiliated her in high school, back in her life.
She discovers that Nathan is one of three heirs to the city's most powerful family, launching a contest to find a bride. April wants absolutely nothing to do with it—until her meddling roommate submits an application for her.
Suddenly thrown into Nathan’s lavish world, she must navigate social graces, fierce competition, and unsettling secrets. But the hardest challenge? Facing Nathan again and the unresolved feelings he awakens in her.
Will April emerge with her heart intact—or will Nathan destroy her once again?

Ethan cheated on me.
Humiliated me.
Treated my love like a joke.

So I should have hated the Archer family.

Instead, I fell for the one man I could never resist—Julian Hall.

His father.

The powerful billionaire who rescued me at my lowest point.
The man whose hands felt sinful on my skin.
The man who looked at me like I belonged beside him.

Falling in love with Julian was already dangerous.

But becoming his wife?

That turned Ethan’s entire world into hell.

Lucy, a twenty year old college girl who is completely obsessed with cock and nonstop sex, never expected her single mom to bring home the perfect man. Ethan is in his late thirties, ripped from years of construction work, hung like a horse, and naturally dominant. After she reluctantly accepts the marriage, Lucy turns into a total seductress. She starts wearing the skimpiest outfits and teasing him without mercy. When her mom leaves town for a business trip, one dripping wet encounter leads to Lucy blackmailing Ethan into raw forbidden fucking. Their secret affair quickly explodes into daily risky creampies all over the house. But everything changes when Mom, Sarah, comes home early and catches them right in the middle of a hard fuck.

Seventeen-year-old Nora thought her biggest problem was surviving senior year—until she fell for Leo, her brother’s best friend and the one boy she was never supposed to want.

Leo is everything she shouldn’t touch: older, dangerous, and hiding something behind those icy blue eyes. When Nora discovers his secret—that he’s a vampire—her world shatters. But instead of running, she lets him in… and one bite binds their souls together forever.

As Nora struggles to balance love, loyalty, and the darkness that now lives inside her, a new person emerges: Killian, a powerful mafia king who sees her not as prey, but as an equal. His offer could change her fate—or end it.

Caught between two worlds and two loves, Nora must decide who she really is…
and what she’s willing to become.

Because the way they look at her—
might be the thing that saves her… or destroys her.

No good girl should know what her stepbrother tastes like.

Isla has always followed the rules.
She wore her skirts long, she liked her men sweet and she lived her life, drama free.

But after her boyfriend finds his mate, someone prettier, skinny, more confident
Isla is done being the good girl.

If men wanted unforgettable, she’d become unforgettable too.

There’s just one problem.
Good girls don’t know how to be bad.

Hence why she was on her hands and knees learning how to please from her future step brother and Creek Harbour’s resident bad boy.


Ryder is cursed.
An Alpha born to another Alpha.
A wolf destined either to kill his father… or destroy himself trying not to.

So he survives the only way he knows how: suppressants, liquor, and women.
Anything to keep the monster under control.

Then Isla walks into his life.
Sweet. Innocent. Completely off limits.

And when she looks at him with trembling lips and asks him to teach her how to be bad…
Night after night
Lessons after lessons
Ryder realizes the real danger isn’t his wolf.

It is her.

21+, Forbidden Romance, BDSM, Taboo Desires.

In my world, I only breathe to crave him.
I’m his little slut, dripping and weak at the sound of his voice, trembling for every filthy command.

When he says, “On your knees,” I sink down, aching to serve.
“Open that mouth,” and I spread my lips wide, hungry for his cock.
“Take me,” and I swallow him deep, gagging, moaning, begging for more.

I live to be his—obedient, ruined, owned.
Every kiss makes me wetter, every touch breaks me deeper, every thrust reminds me I’m nothing but Daddy’s dirty kitten.

This is pure erotica. Forbidden. Kinky. Unapologetically filthy.
18+ only.

“Three years ago, you chose money over me.”

Liam Cranston never forgot the day Nina shattered his heart. He had just won the race that was supposed to change their lives—and was ready to propose. Instead, Nina threw his trophy to the ground, told him she loved another man, and walked away.

Now Liam is a world-famous F1 champion and the heir to a billion-dollar empire.

And Nina is back.

Broke, exhausted, drowning in debt, and desperate enough to accept a million-dollar contract from the man she once destroyed.

Liam swears he will never forgive her. He makes her work under his watch, pushes her to her limits, and uses every chance he gets to remind her that she was the one who left him.

But Nina is no longer the fearless girl he remembers. She hides her pain behind obedience, works through fever, and refuses to tell him why she really abandoned him three years ago.

The colder Liam becomes, the harder it is to ignore the truth his heart already knows.

He still loves her.

And when Nina collapses in front of him, Liam realizes he may have spent three years punishing the one woman he should have been protecting.

But before he can uncover the truth behind that million-dollar betrayal, Nina’s past comes knocking—and this time, it may take her away from him for good.

Quinn spent eighteen years being told she was cursed, unwanted, and unworthy of a mate bond at all. She survived by believing that when her mates finally found her, everything would change.

She was right. Just not the way she hoped.

On her eighteenth birthday, the bond did not point to one man. It pointed to three, the most feared generals in the werewolf world, bound together by a prophecy no one has seen fulfilled in three hundred years. They were supposed to be her salvation.

Instead, a lie reached them first. Convinced their fated mate was a woman who sold herself for money, they claimed her anyway, not out of love, but out of the need to control what they believed she was. Punishing hands. Cruel smiles. A cage dressed up as devotion.

Quinn survived worse than three angry mates. What she did not expect was the truth waiting underneath their cruelty, a bloodline stolen from her at birth, a murder buried for eighteen years, and a woman pulling every string from the shadows who needs Quinn broken before she ever learns what she really is.

They swore to ruin her. They have no idea what they actually woke up.

His mouth was on mine before I could breathe, his body pressing me into the glass window of his office. The city pulsed beneath us, but all I could feel was the brutal rhythm of his hips. My weak heart should have given out. The doctors said stress could kill me, that even climbing stairs was dangerous.

But with him? With Knight? I didn’t break.
I came alive.

“One night was supposed to be enough. I wore a mask, stepped into a stranger’s room to give a massage and earn the money to save my grandmother’s life. But his touch burned away every boundary, and suddenly I wasn’t just working—I was trembling and begging to be fucked by him.

I ran. Then swore I’d never see him again.

But as I walked into my new job, I found him sitting behind the CEO’s desk.
“Knight Magnus”
My boss. My secret one-night stand. My mate.

Now every glance across the boardroom carries the memory of his mouth on my skin. Every late-night meeting ends with me bent over his desk, papers digging into my palms as he fucks me like he owns me. He’s ruthless, dangerous, the Alpha heir of a family drenched in blood and betrayal. I should hate him. I should run.

But I can’t.

Because my fragile body that fails me everywhere else never fails me with him. With every thrust, every kiss, every whispered “mine,” I get stronger. He’s the only thing keeping me whole—my oxygen, my ruin, my survival.

I went to him out of desperation.
Now I can’t live without him.

Five years after being forced into a bond she never chose, Becky finally breaks free—only to awaken a power no one knew she possessed.
Rejected, hunted and betrayed by the pack she sacrificed everything for, Becky escapes into the arms of Draven, the feared rogue leader and sworn enemy of her former mate. Their union is meant to be political. Temporary and a weapon of revenge.

But as forbidden alliances form, old crimes resurface, and a deadly race pits rogues against alphas, Becky discovers that her enemies are closer than she imagined—and that her own blood may hold secrets capable of shaking the Alpha Council itself.
In a world ruled by dominance, bonds, and lies, one woman’s rejection may ignite a war no one survives.

RAVEN Haler arrived at the Ashford Estate with nothing but a suitcase, a criminal’s surname, and a lifetime of scars she stopped trying to explain years ago.

After her father was imprisoned for her mother’s murder, Raven spent her childhood being passed from one foster home to another.

Until she was sent to Silverridge.

City of elite wealth. Fast cars. Perfect families. The moment Raven stepped into the Ashford mansion, she realized onething immediately, Kai Ashford hated her.

Arrogant. Untouchable. Silverridge Academy’s golden boy and underground racing king.

To everyone else, Kai was perfection wrapped in privilege. The boy every girl wanted and every student feared. Especially Serena Vale, the school’s queen bee who made it very clear that Kai already belonged to her.

Only Raven noticed the truth beneath his arrogance.

Kai previously Mercer was just another abandoned kid pretending he had never been unwanted and he saw too much of himself in her.

What began as hostility quickly turned into something far more dangerous after one night changed everything.

The mysterious masked racer who humiliated Kai in an illegal street race?

Was Raven.

Suddenly, the girl he wanted gone became the only person capable of matching him, in speed, anger, and brokenness.

Now trapped between elite school drama, underground racing, jealousy, and feelings neither of them were supposed to have, Raven and Kai find themselves crossing lines that should never be crossed.

Because the Ashfords do not see them as foster kids. They see them as family, as siblings.

And if the truth about Raven and Kai ever comes out, it could destroy the only home either of them has ever had.

But their forbidden relationship's not the only danger closingin.

Someone from Raven’s past has returned.

Her father’s out of prison and he wants his daughter back.

Harriet Walter once had everything wealth, power, and a future others envied.

Then she made a choice for love.

When forced to choose between an arranged marriage to a powerful CEO or losing her inheritance, Harriet chose the man she believed in Taylor. To prove her loyalty, she sacrificed everything: her family, her fortune, even the company that carried her name.

But love turned into ashes.

The man she gave the world for slowly lost everything, and Harriet blamed herself for his fall. She stayed beside him through humiliation, poverty, and regret… until the night he did the unthinkable.

With a single bet, her husband gave her away.

Now Harriet belongs to a man no one knows a silent figure whose face hides beneath the brim of a hat. A man who wins people the way others win money.

Running is impossible. She tried once.

She woke up in his bed… marked, watched, and surrounded by walls filled with her own photographs.

Someone has been studying her.
Someone has been waiting.

The question is not who took Harriet Walter.

The real question is… why has he wanted her for so long?

WARNING: [R-18] STORY WITH EXPLICIT/MATURE CONTENT

When Daniel kissed Ara in front of many students because she accused him of being a thief, the man had a reason to have more opportunities with her. And that was when Daniel himself requested their Guidance Counselor to give him disciplinary action, to make him a student assistant in the library throughout the school year, for free.
Ara knew that Daniel meant it, and even though she was annoyed, she still couldn't avoid having this romantic feeling of excitement because the young man is very handsome.
The more you hate, the more you love. But Daniel diagnosed with a serious illness, and Ara knew she could do nothing but to let go.

One unforgettable night was never meant to change anything.
But when Rose Clifton walks back into Scott Cockney’s life, she unknowingly steps into a secret that could destroy three hearts, two hockey careers, and an entire hockey empire.
Scott, the passionate team captain, has never stopped searching for her. Ervis, the quiet superstar, helps her find the dream she gave up years ago. Caught between two men who refuse to let her go, Rose soon realizes love is the least dangerous thing in her life.
As jealousy grows, friendships break, scandals explode, and a dark conspiracy hidden beneath professional hockey begins tearing everything apart, Rose and the two men she loves must fight for more than their future together. They must fight to survive.
“You were always meant to be mine,” Scott says.
“Then let me spend forever proving you belong with us,” Ervis vows.
When love becomes the deadliest game of all, can the three of them hold on to each other before everything falls apart?

Five hundred years ago, he was a king. A dragon. A man feared by kingdoms… and loved by the one person who destroyed him.
She was his queen. His betrayal. His end.
Now he’s awake and she doesn’t remember him.
Imelda thought she was escaping her broken life when she left America for a trip to Italy. Instead, she walks into a forest, follows a voice she cannot explain… and frees a chained man who should have stayed forgotten.
A man who calls her Amber. A man who swears she stabbed him through the heart. But the world is not what she thinks it is.
He has a kingdom buried beneath modern cities. A loyal commander who has waited centuries, a past that refuses to stay dead, a power that bends reality itself.
As memories begin to surface and truths start to fracture, Imelda realizes something. She didn’t just wake him up, She triggered a war between love, memory… and fate.

“To think that you this filthy whore is my mate, the goddess must be joking." Alpha Vincent said with a voice dripping with venom and my heart skipped a beat when I saw his handsome face but his cruel words sliced through my skin like a dagger.

My lips quivered when I parted them to speak, “I am not a whore." It came out like a whisper and I fucking hate it.

”Oh," Alpha Vincent said with sarcasm as he took long strides toward me. I had to remind myself that he was taller than me.

“Are you going to tell me it was all a misunderstanding and someone set you up?" Alpha Vincent asked with sarcasm and I smelled alcohol.

“How... did you know that?" I stuttered as I gripped the side of my dress.

“He is drunk!" I realized and held my dress tightly to my side.

I thought he didn't know about what happened, but how could I think that the Alpha wouldn't be aware of what happened?

“The walls have ears, princess." He said, more of sarcasm and I wish the ground would swallow me up right now.

“But to think you let a man touch you, I can as well treat you as my whore," he added and this time, he was closer to me and I could taste his breath on my lips.

I have once killed a man.
He was my first love. Everything about him was like a dream come true until my blindness was lifted, and I realised he was my greatest mistake.
Eugene would beat me to a stupor, yet I played the role of a happy wife on the outside. I had lost two pregnancies because of him, but I hoped he would change. He promised to. He would buy me tons of gifts to apologise, yet he always returned to being the beast he was the very next night.
I could tell no one about the unexpected turn my relationship with Eugene had taken because no one would believe me.
Even when I escaped and ran to an old lady for help, he made me look like the villain.
I had lost hope. I was seven months into my third pregnancy when he tore my skin with a blade. I struggled and struggled until I stabbed him mercilessly.
That should have been my happy ending.
I gave birth to my child and started a new life in a new place.
Like a new dawn, my life was finally becoming perfect... until I woke up to see my daughter drowning in the bathtub.
Written on the mirror was a message in blood.
'I'm back.'
Now, he haunts my baby every night, and I wake up covered in bruises as though he abuses me in my sleep.
I reported every incident to the police, but even though there were clues, no one could find him.
However, in my lowest moment, only Detective Dorian stood by me. He was the only one who made me feel safe.
And he promised to help me catch the person behind my misfortunes.

Chloe wasted ten years loving arrogant Zane. To win a Porsche bet, he publicly humiliated her, taking her devotion for granted. Finally awake, she cut him off and rebuilt herself as a brilliant top-university elite.
After losing her, Zane drowned in regret, begging desperately for her forgiveness. But it was too late. Chloe met the wealthy, gentle genius Liam, who healed all her wounds. Zane gambled with her heart—and lost her forever.

At the Eternal Night Realm admission ceremony, Carly suddenly grabs my hand.

My heart pounds. I think he is going to announce our relationship to the entire continent.

Instead, he says, "Eve, thanks for everything these past five years. But Lym didn't make the cut. She's hurting right now, and I need to go back and be there for her."

He crushes the realm token right in front of thousands of people.

For five years, I hid my pureblood lord identity. I drained my magic until I literally coughed up blood, quietly paving every step of his way.

I thought we loved each other. I thought after this ceremony we would rise to the top together.

But his casual thanks for everything crushes five years of my devotion into dust.

What is even more laughable is that the moment the online backlash hits Lym, he calls me on the comms.

"Eve! You need to put out a statement to clear this up right now! As my friend, you owe me this!"

Friend?

My hand holding the crystal shakes.

I tried twenty times to finalize my betrothal with Caius for our overseas fellowship, but accidents kept hurting me. I thought it was fate’s test—until I heard him admit he planned it all. He wanted another girl, using my pain to make me quit, all to keep his reputation clean. Now awake, I ended this lie for good.

At the Met Gala, I heard my husband tell his friends in French that I'm "boring." That his 22-year-old girlfriend is "so much more exciting in bed."

He laughed when they asked if I knew. "Elle ne comprend même pas 'bonjour'." (She doesn't even understand 'bonjour'.)

What Marcus doesn't know: I spent two years at the Sorbonne.

Je comprends tout, Marcus. I understand everything.

The diamond necklace he gave me after my miscarriage suddenly feels too tight. I smile at him across the champagne and candlelight.

He has no idea what's coming.

The man who turned me down is now dating my roommate.

I swore I’d never see him again until a hospital emergency forces us into the same room. Every quiet look tells me his rejection wasn‘t the whole story.

He’s supposed to be off-limits. He‘s hers. But the more I try to move on, the more he looks at me like I’m still his.

Can I resist the man who rejected me first or will the truth change everything?

The poor girl my family funded is known as a "clumsy sweetheart."
Before the CIF Volleyball Finals, she spiked my drink with banned stimulants.
I was reported for doping, stripped of my UCLA scholarship, permanently banned, and expelled in disgrace.
When I confronted her, she cried innocent tears:
"Scarlett, I just wanted you to have enough energy to win... I didn't know it was banned."
My boyfriend Jake wrapped his arms around her, glaring at me: "She was just trying to help! Why are you always so mean to her?"
Ruined and depressed, they came to "apologize" with bottles of hard liquor.
She fed me lethal meds when I was drunk, watching me bleed to death on the floor.
Her excuse? "I'm so silly, I mixed up the pill bottles..."
And my boyfriend testified to the police that I committed suicide out of shame.
Then, I open my eyes. I'm back to the day before the finals.

The floodwaters rushed into the basement, trapping my sister Isabella and me in the surging currents.

My brother, a former Navy SEAL, smashed through the window. Without a second of hesitation, he secured the rescue rope around Isabella.

"You're a good swimmer, figure your own way up! Isabella can't take the cold, I have to get her out first!"

He abandoned me and turned to hoist the rope, accidentally kicking away the only wooden crate keeping me afloat.

Once Isabella was pulled up, she reached down and slid the outer latch, deadlocking the only vent grate.

The floodwaters instantly swallowed me whole. Mud and debris violently surged into my mouth and nose. I was drowned alive.

I'm dead.

Died that rainy night, desperate because I couldn't scrape together five thousand dollars to save my dog.

Liam laughed at me over the phone—my childhood friend told me to quit the sob story. His new girlfriend Sarah said I should get on my knees and beg if I wanted her to toss me some scraps. They had no idea every dollar I owed those loan sharks was to cover up Liam's hit-and-run.

My dog died. So I jumped into Black Lake.

It wasn't until they pulled my body from the water that Liam found the surveillance footage in that tin box and realized what a massive mistake he'd made. Then he snapped, dragging Sarah and everyone else who killed me down into the depths, one by one.

Too bad it was already too late.

The fake heiress and I died twice fighting over the same thing—which of us would get adopted by that wealthy couple.

The first time, I got the necklace. I became their daughter. I thought I'd finally have everything I'd ever wanted. Three months later, they drowned me in the bathtub.

William's voice still echoes in my head. "This is your fault! If we'd taken Chloe instead, she'd still be alive!"

The second time, I gave Chloe the necklace. Let her have the good life. I thought that would keep me safe.

Five years later, Chloe turned up dead in their mansion. The Harringtons called the cops on me. They said I broke in and killed her out of jealousy. I died in prison, broken and tortured. The last thing I heard was Catherine's voice through the visiting room glass, cold as ice. "You belong in the gutter."

The third time, I open my eyes again.

I watch the couple smile at us, all warmth and kindness, and one question burns in my mind. Which daughter do they actually want?

Luna Ashford knew the stories about Alpha Damon Silvermane - he was the most powerful Alpha in five areas, and he never touched the same woman twice. The night she came of age, everything changed. Her smell called to him like nothing ever had, and suddenly the untouchable Alpha couldn't stay away.
For weeks, Luna lived in secret paradise, thinking she was finally the one to capture the legendary Alpha's heart. Then the pregnancy test showed positive, and hours later, Damon revealed his engagement to Alpha-born Seraphina Nightshade.
Shattered and carrying his secret, Luna disappeared into the human world with nothing but her pride and future child. Three years later, she's built a peaceful life with her daughter Aria and her loyal mate Marcus - a gentle soul who saved her when she had nothing left.
But Damon has been searching relentlessly, and when he finally tracks her down, Luna learns a truth that changes everything: Marcus isn't just any mate. He's Damon's cousin, and their bond is deeper than blood - their souls were mystically linked in childhood, making Luna's choice between them a magical impossibility.
Now Luna must navigate a dangerous game where choosing one mate could literally kill the other, while dark forces from both their pasts combine to destroy the impossible love triangle that defies the very laws of werewolf nature.

Elena, a formidable, powerful sorceress and assassin, is trapped in the body of a frail and blind servant called Cressida. The fate of this two people become twisted due to " hwanhonsool"( the soul of the death return to the living).
Elena becomes powerless after her soul was shifted to another body and on the quest to regain her magical abilities encounters a man from a prestigious family, who wants her help and he in turn changes his destiny.
The bond between these two becomes stronger and turns to an unbreakable romance. Will the mages be able to stop Elena after she regains her magical strength?

I was being sold.
I shuddered. Whoever would buy me…
“Raise your number again, and I will rip out your throat.”
Whoever it was, they were violent. I heard a hiss of pain and gasps around the room. Soon after, I was dragged off the stage and down the hall again. Then, I was tossed onto something soft like a bed.
“I’m going to untie you now, okay?”
“You smell so good…” he groaned and placed a hand on my thigh. “What’s your name?”

Staring at the two twins in front of me, I cannot find a word to say.

They even told me about a world beyond my understanding.

“You’re a hybrid. There are things you need to understand about our world before we take you back to the pack. Thousands of years ago, the Old Moon Goddess passed away.”
“When she was alive, we were one large pack, but when she died, we split up. Currently, there are the Black Moon, Blood Moon, and Blue Moon packs. The Blue Moon Pack is the most powerful.”

******Lucy, a hybrid of human and werewolf from White Moon Pack, the second goddess of the moon, the only survivor of the White Moon Pack. She has the power to unify the wolves, and because of her special identity, her parents died at the hands of the alpha of another pack.

"I will work for you till I pay back the amount in full.. I want to be a maid.. Please… I don't want to be a breeder" I started to plead once everyone left the ward..
He saw her begging but his stone cold heart didn't melt.
"I never tasted a weak duckling Alpha.." He smirked and walked toward me.. I walked back with fear till I hit the wall.
"I am not weak." I said in a low tone and tried to push him away.. But his solid body didn't move an inch.. I could not breathe properly because of his aura..
"I will make you beg me for pleasure…" His words disgusted me. I didn't talk back as his Alpha tone was overbearing.. I felt weak wherever he was touching me..
"You will be my toy till you get pregnant.." I turned my head away with disgust but he touched my cheek roughly and caught my chin. He made me look into his eyes.. His hand covered my neck and gripped it hard..
"I will come to you every night to fk you.." His eyes became devilish as if he was looking at his prey.. Suddenly I felt scared of him more.. and my breathing became suffocating.. He is pressing my windpipe to make me suffer…
My eyes become red while I shake my head slowly... "No… no.." I murmured and I forgot to breathe in his presence.. He was scaring hell out of me..
"Girl.. You will be lucky if you get pregnancy soon otherwise I will have my ways to fk you.." I dropped my eyes not able to hear such f***y words.. Tears rolled down my cheeks when he loosened his grip.. I don't want to believe that my father sold me as a breeder.. I can't accept it..
"If you agree or not.. it doesn't matter.. spread your legs when I come to you.." He pushed me back again and the tip of his nose touched my cheek while I looked at him scarily.. He nibbled on the crook of my neck and kissed my sensitive places…
"Remember I am your Alpha from now on and don't you dare to say no…" he said huskily and pushed me back fiercely.. His cruel and harsh words made me fall back on the ground..

*his body was used to pay his father's debt for 6 years after FINALLY free from flesh and body business earning nothing,

he went home straight after escaping his boss fetishism of BDSM, through the interruptions of HiVi, a friend he knew in the club for 4 years,

turns out HiVi was the destined mate of his boss Cafelle,

but nothing was awaiting for him home,

his father was found dead after a few days he was forcefully taken,

His younger brother who's younger than him was married to a politician who's a PEDOPHILe,

again he finds himself paying another debt, caused by his younger brother to start a new life in Costa Rica,

he asked for a room to negotiate ways to pay the debt fast,

the task was easy, he will just plug the usb to the mother computer, and everything is done,

but he failed, reason, the owner of the mother computer is the once in a hundred years Extreme Alpha who turned out his mate,

now thorn between gratitude and love, he lost the life of his child, right Infront of his eyes, he saw how his baby bath in blood,

avenging the death of his child and the same person who caused the death of his biological mother, he left his mate, and never be seen again,

after missing for 8 years he met a kid, who looked exactly like him, holding Kiro's hand, calling him his mother*

Thomas Albuquerque was betrayed by his partner and best friend. The family business was the most precious thing in his life, and now the CEO is ready to go bankrupt and swears revenge on his former partner.

Thomas knows he's not going to get the money back, and he's never going to get back everything he lost. He'll have to work hard to rebuild his empire, but he's not about to let his traitor get away with it. And the best way to make him pay for everything he's stolen is to also take what's most precious to him: his own daughter.

Lila Thompson’s life falls apart in a single night—betrayed by her boyfriend, sold by her stepmother, and hunted by a ruthless gang leader. With nothing left but a desperate promise to her late mother, she crosses paths with Nate Cole—a rich, mysterious stranger haunted by his past.

He thinks she’s someone else. She needs the money he could give.
What begins as a risky lie becomes a dangerous game of secrets, survival, and simmering attraction.

But as lies unravel and old wounds resurface, can they save each other from the storm—or will they drown in the wreckage?

A gripping romantic drama of trust, betrayal, and second chances.retract

"You are mine now, and you must abide by my rules, young lady."
Violet is betrayed by the only family she has ever trusted. Her grandmother sells her to the ruthless mafia boss Shawn, who gives her a new name and one terrifying promise:
When she turns eighteen, she will belong to him.
For years, Violet counts the days, believing her freedom will come. Instead, the deadline arrives... and nothing happens the way she expected.
The monster everyone fears never touches her.
Shawn controls her life, protects her from every danger, and refuses to let any man get close. Yet another powerful man suddenly appears, claiming Violet was always meant to be his and swearing to take her away from Shawn at any cost.
Caught between two dangerous men, buried family secrets, and a bargain made long before she could choose her own fate, Violet must decide whether the man she has always feared is truly her captor... or the only one willing to protect her.

“ I can't wait to take you to my place and fuck you till dawn,” his hand reached to her panty. Pulling it to the side, he caressed her labia. She struggled to free herself.

“ Stay still!” He snapped. “ Your family killed my family, now your womb" He put his middle finger in her core and continued " will carry the blood of Valadimirs. You will be the one who will give birth to them but they will be raised by a pure women not by a woman like you, who whore around and fucks random dude… I can't wait to fill your pussy with my seeds” After giving a hard stroke he removed his finger out of her pussy and touched her womb.

“ Soon this womb of yours will have the blood of mine,” he said and a tear slipped from her eyes.

Eva Miller, 23, was finally free until Rafael Vladimir walked back into her life.
After an one night stand she learns the truth: the man whom she had fucked hours ago was none other than her family’s bloodthirsty enemy, fresh out of prison after thirteen lost years.

Worse… he is the man she was promised to as a child.

Rafael returns for revenge, not mercy. He wants back everything stolen from him, his name, his legacy, and his bride, Eva.

Trapped between vengeance and craving, Eva and Rafael collide in a dangerous dance of power, learning each other’s scars and finding solace in forbidden closeness.

This is not a love story built on tenderness.
It’s forged in fire, vengeance, and desire.

And,

When RAFAEL comes to collect what is his, neither of them will survive unchanged.

SOLD TO MAFIA VALADIMIR

"I hate you, Master," I moan as he thrusts in me.
"Say you love me," he says, trailing kisses around my neck.
"I am going to cum, oh, please, make me cum," I beg, thrusting my hips.
"Not until I hear those words from your pretty lips, wife," he argues.
"I love you," I cry out as he rubs my clit, still banging into me.
"Cum for me, Princessa," he tells me.
And oh Jesus, I cum so badly that I almost go blind.

I hate my Master, he wants me dead just like he did with my parents, and we are enemies from hell, but whenever that luscious tongue of his touches my pussy, I can't resist him, I just melt.

Love! Is this word beautiful or deceitful? I am tired of hearing him say that soulless I love you and get back to his mistress, side-chick, or whatever. it is not like we are in a relationship or we are a couple. The relationship we are in is more than something which shouldn't be named.

I just want to be loved by him, physically and emotionally. I should be the one he is seeking whenever he feels horny, is it wrong to feel like this? But not for only tending to his wounds or being a shoulder to cry on.

maybe it's wrong to feel something for the man who never describes you as more than a friend but always looks at you like he wants to do things with you that friends shouldn't.

What is so good about her is that he always ends up in her bed, maybe I never will know, and by asking I don't want to ruin whatever we have. but it's time to move on from Ezra Irwin and do something good for my life too.

come and follow Fay Moore and Ezra Irwin in their Life's Drama and know what will happen.

Humanity has long since abandoned Earth for strange planets in the furthest reaches of the galaxy. People on the hostile planet of Xyros Prime, where there is constant struggle for few resources, have grown to depend on extremely sophisticated robots in order to survive. These machines are seen as tools since they lack emotion and are made for work, combat, and service. However, Selene Callahan, a bright but emotionally distant scientist, unintentionally produces more than she intended when she designs a new artificial intelligence program meant to evolve consciousness.
Selene's only goals are to live, think creatively, and exert influence over her surroundings. She does not have time for love or intimacy, certainly not with King Orin, the cold and cunning ruler of Xyros Prime, or the elite robots he commands. But Dante, an upgraded replica of one of those robots, unexpectedly grows attached to her. A relationship that starts off tense, hostile, and full of mistrust develops into something exciting and forbidden.
Selene is conflicted about leaving her unfriendly surroundings and giving in to Dante's weird, alluring control over her body and heart as the distinction between human and machine becomes more and more hazy. However, Xyros Prime is hidden from view, and Selene may be powerless to stop the far-reaching effects of her creation.
Can Selene trust the artificial heart of the machine that loves her in a world where humanity's survival depends on its robotic overlords, or will their love end them both?

Kate has experienced the bitter side of life during her stay with her father.
She thought luck had finally shined on her when she was brought to marry the billionaire, Nick.

Little did she know that it was the beginning of her experience as she caught her husband in bed with another lady.

A drink won't hurt to clear her head, she meets a man at the club who gives her another experience, a mess even. How will she get out of it?

“Take the money and disappear.”

I froze, my breath catching in my throat. “What…?”

“You heard me.” His forest-green eyes, once warm and captivating, were icy and unyielding now, cutting through me like shards of glass. “Take the money and get the fuck out of my life. I don’t want you, Amber.”


Rejected and disowned by her own family for being an Omega, Amber Queen's life has been the definition of difficult.
She is unexpectedly marked during a night of passion with her mate, who also turns out to be her best friend's boyfriend.
Rayne rejects her despite the bond and casts her aside in favor of being with his boyfriend.
Now Amber is alone, pregnant and stuck with a bond that's slowly going to kill her as Rayne continues his relationship with Reed, abandoned by everyone who was supposed to love her.
Follow Amber's journey as she fights her way through hardship and rises to the top. She's determined to make them pay. Each and every last one of them.

18+ Content, ABO (Omegaverse) story.

"Enough, Serafina! The thing rigged to the parasail is just a mannequin. It's not your mother! Cut the damn act!"

I watched helplessly as my severely ill mother plummeted from hundreds of feet in the air, smashing into the bone-chilling ocean.

My husband was holding my stepsister, a doting smile playing on his lips.

My own biological son clapped his hands in glee—because he was the one who had blindly pushed the release button.

They all said I was faking it. They said I was vicious, toxic, and jealous.

It wasn't until I erased every last trace of my existence and vanished entirely from their lives that they dug through the wreckage of our past like madmen, desperate to find me.

To save my dying sister, I provoked James Smith, the city's most dangerous Mafia Don.

I thought it was a simple transaction, but he pinned me against the wall, his fingers tracing my lips as he whispered dangerously, "Sweetie, since you call me your sugar daddy, then fulfill your obligations. Remember, your first time was mine, and you’ll never escape me in this lifetime."

I believed he was a heartless monster until, facing death, he shoved his only gun into my hands and placed his ring around my neck. "Ella, run! Hide and wait for me..."

As his black SUV drifted into the gunfire to draw them away, I was left trembling. Would he make it back alive to claim me again?