9436 Book(s) Related to please dont come to the villainess stationery store chapter 16

After rescuing Rebecca from death, Dominic takes her into his home to protect her from the enemies that threaten their love. But their path to happiness is filled with obstacles, as Dominic's past comes back to haunt him and Rebecca learns dark secrets about his werewolf identity. As they navigate through jealousy, betrayal, and danger, Rebecca must come to accept Dominic for who he truly is, and Dominic will do anything to save the woman who has captured his heart.

Dillion and Nash knew each other since they were little. Then Nash went away for almost 10 years and when he came back, he then found his mate. They were somewhat happy and then just before they mate Dillion ran away.

It's been 2 years since Dillion and Nash saw each other, will they ever see each other again or will they forever be apart. Will Nash find out Dillion's secret or will it be hidden forever.

Rule #1: Don’t touch the coach's daughter.
Rule #2: Never break the first rule.

But we all know rules are meant to be broken.


Everyone knows Jaxon Hayes gets whatever he wants. Trophies, girls, and the final shot on the ice.

Everyone except me.

I’m Hazel, the new girl and the coach’s daughter.

There was only one rule for surviving Northstar Academy: stay away from the players. Especially the arrogant captain with the cocky grin and hands that know exactly where to touch.

From the moment our paths crossed, I knew he was dangerous. I knew I should stay away, but before my mind could even process the warning signs, my body already recognised the truth.

He was everything I was supposed to avoid. Mysterious, reckless, and entirely off-limits.

But what happens when the one boy who could ruin my perfect future is the only one who has ever made my heart race like that?

When my husband handed the project I bled for to his "depressed" childhood sweetheart, he told me to be mature. "You're my wife. You shouldn't care about the credit."

So, when I was in the hospital miscarrying our baby while he threw her a party, I didn't cry. When she posted selfies wearing my anniversary necklace, I didn't scream.

Julian thought he had finally broken me into the perfect, obedient housewife. He truly believed I was nothing without him.

What a pathetic joke.

He had no idea his entire "business empire" was secretly kept alive by my family's trust fund.

He certainly didn't know the "mundane paperwork" he blindly signed this morning was my resignation—and our divorce agreement.

Stealing from rich men was never personal…It was how Maya survived.

For years, she has lived by three simple rules: never use her real name, never get attached, and always disappear before sunrise. It's the only way she's managed to keep a roof over her head while raising her fifteen-year-old sister after escaping the family that abandoned them.

Then one reckless night changes everything….
After a one-night stand with a captivating stranger, Maya slips out of his luxury suite with a wallet full of cash and a designer watch, convinced she'll never see him again.

She's wrong.

The man she robbed is Xavier Lockwood, the feared heir to one of America's most powerful mafia families…a man who never forgets a face and never lets anyone walk away owing him.
Within hours, Maya is dragged into Xavier's world. Escape becomes impossible and every attempt to outsmart him only pulls her deeper into a life she never wanted, while the man determined to make her pay slowly becomes the one person capable of lowering every wall she's spent years building.

Just as Maya begins to believe there might be something real between them, Xavier's father arrives with the woman chosen to become the future Mrs. Lockwood.

Maya knows her. She could recognize that smile anywhere….the voice, the cruelty hidden behind perfect manners.
The woman chosen to become his wife is the very stepsister Maya swore she would never see again…the same family she swore she'd never go back to.

Now she's trapped under the same roof as the man she's falling for, the people who shattered her childhood, and a future that was never meant to include her.

Will Xavier choose the woman his family promised him...Or the thief who stole far more than his money?

At the charity gala, one of Lucien’s men, eager to curry favor, led in ninety-nine women. Every one of them looked a little like me—the eyes, the hair, even the figure.
“Mrs. Sterling’s health is delicate, and she can’t carry a child. These girls are all built for babies. Let them have yours, and Mrs. Sterling can raise them.”
Lucien pulled me against his side and spoke to the whole room, in a voice that left no room for argument.
“Elena is the only woman I will ever love. I won’t lay a finger on anyone else.”
For the next seven years, I poured more of the Lorenzo family’s resources into him than I could count. I got blood on my hands more than once. And I made sure his seat as CEO of Sterling Group never so much as wobbled.
Then, in the seventh year, a fair-skinned, full-figured woman knocked on my door with seven little boys in tow.
I recognized her. Out of those ninety-nine women, she was the one who looked the most like me.
Right there in front of me, she pulled up her top and nursed the youngest, looking very pleased with herself.
“Seven years, seven sons for Mr. Sterling. He says the stock price keeps climbing because my little lucky charms brought Sterling Group good fortune.
“You’re a hen that can’t even lay an egg. What makes you think you get to be Mrs. Sterling?”
I lit a menthol cigarette, looked her over from head to toe, and had her shipped off to a black-market auction.

He built an empire from nothing. His best friend put a bullet in his skull for it.

Victor Morti spent twenty years clawing his way from the slums to the top of the East Coast underworld—only to die on his own jet, betrayed by the man he trusted more than his own blood.

He wakes up eighteen again. Broke. Powerless. Back in the slums where it all began.

This time, he knows every move his enemies will make before they make it.
This time, no one he loves gets left unprotected.
This time, betrayal dies before it has the chance to grow.

Tags: #Rebirth #Revenge #MafiaRise

They say Caspian Vale has a body count higher than his net worth. I don't care about either.

I only care that my brother's last voicemail spelled his name like a curse.

I didn't apply to Vale Industries for a paycheck. I applied for a funeral.. his.

Then he proposed. Not with a ring but a contract. My mother's hospital wing for my signature on a marriage certificate. I said yes because saying no would've been too easy and dumb.

Here's the thing about monsters okay??
They’re only scary until you see them brush their teeth. Until they hold your hair back. Until they get jealous over a waiter's glance and you realize you like it.

One night and one mistake. Now I'm digging through my brother's past and finding holes I didn't create just because the shooter wasn't Caspian.

The shooter was aiming at me.

But Caspian? He just took the blame like a man who's been waiting to fall.

I came to destroy a king. I didn't expect to find a martyr wearing a crown of thorns and a wedding band I can't take off.

In that case, let the game begin.

My sister climbed out her window the night before her wedding. So my family pinned her veil over my face and sent me in her place.
I'd been her stand-in my whole life — same face, same hair, the daughter they could afford to lose. Nobody looks twice at a bride behind a veil.
The Falcones figured out I was a fake before the vows. They broke my hand for the insult. And the don himself — the man this whole city only says quietly — took one look at the mess they'd made of me and told them to throw me out with the trash.
Then his eyes dropped to the locket my dead mother left me, lying on his marble floor.
And the most feared man in the city went very, very still.
He had no business knowing my mother's name. So why did he say it like a prayer?

“Are you sure about this, Nancy? Marrying that powerful man means ending things with Tad.”
“I’m sure. But not yet. Don’t tell anyone. Especially not Celia.”
Celia — the girl I once begged my father to adopt, the one I defended and called sister — betrayed me.
The two men who used to treat me like their world — my boyfriend Tad and our family friend Leo — now orbit around her like moths to a flame.
I thought I saved her, but she only wanted to replace me.
When Celia fell, they blamed me. When she got shot, they blamed me again. When I was in a car crash, they said it was an excuse to avoid “taking care of Celia.”
And the mysterious man who brought me for treatment, named Eric, became the only warmth I felt back then.
But I am Don DeLuca’s daughter.
And no one treats me this way and walks away unscathed.
My boyfriend? He can go to hell.
My so-called friends? They can rot with him.
Because now, I’m far more curious about the powerful man I’m going to marry.

"You belong to me. I own you. No matter how far you run... I will find you. And the next time you try to escape, I will make sure you're in a wheelchair for the rest of your life. Do you understand?"
Rosa's body shook as his words sank in, each one a cold sharp blade, she nodded unable to form words.
Sold to Italy's most feared mafia don to repay her father's debt, Rosa became Silvio's possession the moment she entered his world.
But Rosa would rather die than remain his prisoner.
Eight months pregnant with his child, she risks everything to escape, only to be betrayed, shot, and presumed dead.
Years later, Rosa lives as Jia, hiding behind a new identity and raising twin children far from the mafia world.
Until Silvio sees her again.
The man she once feared never stopped searching.
Now he wants answers.
And when he discovers the children are his, running will no longer be an option.

Anastasia, a rising fashion designer, receives a life-changing offer: a ten-million-dollar contract to style Luciano Roberto, a CEO with a dangerous secret. From the subtle touch of their hands to the electrifying glances exchanged, their attraction is undeniable. Venture through life-threatening encounters to unravel mysteries, Anastasia's world is turned upside down.

With danger lurking at every corner, can she resist the magnetic pull of Luciano's gaze?

Three years ago, Sofia Cruz kissed Luca Moretti under the stars, not knowing he was the heir to the city’s deadliest mafia family.
The next morning, she vanished—leaving him with nothing but questions and a grudge that burned hotter than desire.
Now, desperate for money, Sofia takes a job as a live-in maid at the Moretti estate… only to discover the room she’s cleaning belongs to him.
Luca hasn’t forgiven her for running. But instead of kicking her out, he keeps her close—dangerously close—teasing, cornering, and making her remember exactly what she walked away from.
As the mafia war outside the mansion turns bloodier, Sofia is pulled deeper into Luca’s world… where every touch is a threat, every kiss a warning, and every whispered promise could be a lie.
And Luca? He doesn’t just want her back—he wants her to pay.

He leans in close, his breath was warm against my ear, sending a tingling sensation over my skin and leaving me breathless. His voice is husky and dangerous, sending a jolt down into my abdomen. "Did you enjoy what you saw, Mia?" he asks, his words laced with mischievous intent.
A whimper escaped me, and I quickly bit my lip to stop it, but his touch was hypnotic, and I was melting into his body that was pressed up against mine, making me feel trapped and helpless.
How could I be repelled by Dominic's darkness, yet drawn to it, like a moth to a flame. This man had an overwhelming presence, his dominance and control sparking a twisted curiosity within me that I didn’t know how to handle or approach.


Mia finds herself entangled in a web of power and deceit. After discovering her ex-boyfriend's infidelity, she meets Dominic, a ruthless alpha and her ex's dad, who awakens a forbidden attraction within her. As Mia's true identity is revealed, she's torn between the allure of Dominic's dark charm and an arranged marriage. Mia must make impossible choices to protect herself and those she loves. Will she surrender to the forces that seek to control her, or will she forge her own path in this dangerous game of love and loyalty?

"She's not the bride. She's my chosen wife."

Zeno Alaister Leander Valentini

Lyla was only his substitute bride until she took his time, attention, and life.

Three years ago, I married Rex Cavano—New York's most dangerous mafia don—for this face. Not for love. Because I looked like his stepsister Isabella, the woman his family tore from him and sent to Rome.

I thought time would make him forget her. Until three months ago, when she came home a widow, and I finally understood: a substitute is always just a substitute. When the original returns, the fake gets thrown away.

So I made a decision.

I tricked him into signing divorce papers and accepted a job in a war zone in Colombia.

I'm leaving. Taking our child with me—a secret he'll never know—disappearing from his world forever.

I spent two years alongside the Mafia don, serving as his most obedient secretary and most transparent wife, watching as he bestowed all his tenderness upon his shining muse. With great effort, I deceived him into signing the divorce papers and, turning away, fled to war-torn Syria, carrying his child within me. I believed I would never cross paths with him again, until one day, drenched in blood, he knelt amidst the rubble, desperately clawing at the stones, screaming my name. It was only after I left that he truly understood the meaning of loss...

For eighteen years, Ethan Caldwell was the person I trusted most. Then, on the night meant to celebrate my future, he handed me another woman's hotel key and asked me to protect her reputation.

I gave him one final chance: meet me at the airport and choose our promised trip. Instead, he lied about a car accident while I watched him wrap a matching scarf around Vanessa Reed's neck.

By the time Ethan understood that I was truly gone, I had already chosen a life where love would never mean waiting to come second.

One hundred years married to Everett, and I've learned one thing: whenever he wants to push me into a corner, he throws the mate bond dissolution agreement in my face. Whenever my parents want me to cave, they hold the family name over my head.

They've always wanted the same thing — for me to hand over everything I have to my twin sister Rosalie, who's been sick her whole life.

I've fought it. I've grieved over it.

But when the doctor slid the diagnosis across the desk — Blood Depletion Syndrome, late stage, less than two weeks left — something in me just went quiet.

What's the point of fighting when you're already dead?

“Will you marry me, Alpha Xavier?” I asked and bowed slightly.

Lord Xavier is currently the Alpha of the Leonard family.
Apparently, he’s been hailed as one of the strongest men on the continent—and the most handsome.

Not like that matters to me but I guess it’s a plus.

“Excuse me?” The man stared at me in disbelief.

“If have to repeat myself, will you marry me?” I looked up at Xavier who hadn’t moved a muscle nor taken his eyes off of me.

He just needs to accept my proposal already! This silence and waiting is unbearable! I’m offering you money and power. What more could you possibly—

“I accept your marriage proposal.” Xavier interrupted my thoughts and released his hold on me.

I’ve succeeded!
Another step closer to your death, my Lord…

Xavier’s POV

I accepted the witch girl’s proposal and walked out of the parlor without looking back at her. How could I?

My heart raced inside of my chest, though I knew that these beats weren’t my own. Throughout the entire ordeal, something itched in the back of my mind. I knew what it was.

“Lyon!” I commanded through thought. “What was that all about? What happened?”

A howl echoed through my mind. “She’s our mate!” Lyon exclaimed.

Mate?! The daughter of the Wisdom family was supposed to be my Luna? I couldn’t believe that the Moon Goddess was capable of such jokes and trickery.

Four men.
One forbidden love.
And a woman willing to surrender—completely.

After a past marked by pain, guilt, and a love the world would never accept, Scarlett Monroe decides to start over.
But fate laughs at her plans.
Because when she walks through the doors of Blackwell Corporation, she doesn’t just find a new job…
She finds four men capable of setting her body on fire, shattering her certainties, and testing every limit she thought she had.

Damian, the arrogant and commanding boss.
Liam, the man with calm eyes and a sinful mind.
Noah, the irresistible tease who turns every touch into an invitation to sin.
Ethan, the quiet one, who hides indecent promises behind a gentle smile.

Between them, there are no rules, only desire.
Between kisses and whispered orders, glances and possessiveness, Scarlett will learn that love isn’t measured by how many… but by how deeply.

Four men.
One woman.
Five hearts beating in the same rhythm.

The narration captures the reader at the beginning of the story with a controversial premise: a woman is challenged by her most prohibited wishes when the control, fear, and curiosity are mixed into one intense experience. What starts as reluctance soon turns into fascination as feeling after feeling drags her into a world where fantasy overwhelms the restraint. The interest is created as the night progresses with the intensity and changing emotions. The struggle in the protagonist yields to a new awareness, in which even the touch of the body provokes her limits and redefines her sense of pleasure, surrender and power. The scene is sealed and suffers the anticipation and observation and the charged energy of several presence all intended on her. The passion overcomes when the book does not only touch on physical stimulation, but also psychological release. The change of the woman is at the center: the fear is turned into the desire, the weakness is turned into the strength, and the resistance is turned into the active desire. The story focuses on the way fantasy can take over the head, re-pattern necessity and generate a drunken feeling of being desired indefinitely. when the passion is absolutely discharged, and the fantasy turned into reality, is it the deeds then the real seduction, or the time when one finally has ceased struggling with what he/she desires the most?

I accidentally entered an S-rank horror dungeon, but thought it was some immersive dating show.

Facing the bloodthirsty Ghost King BOSS:

Others: Begging for mercy.

Me (blushing): Those pecs, that battle-damaged look—where did they find such a gorgeous contestant? I'm obsessed!

When he tried to strangle me, I touched his hand. "You're so cold, let me warm you up~"

Ghost King: ???

Facing the psycho doctor with a chainsaw:

Others: Screaming and running.

Me (swooning): Doctor, those beautiful fingers are meant for piano, not chainsaws. Be sweet and put that down!

Doctor: ...

Facing the flesh-eating demon:

Me: Raw meat isn't healthy! Here, have some chocolate instead!

Seven days later, the dungeon collapsed.

Me, waving goodbye through tears. "Even though it was acting, you became my family!"

As a regular student, I never expected to fit into the world of trust fund kids. But this real estate heiress reached out to me, said she'd show me how the other half lives, even promised to introduce me to New England's most powerful heir.

I thought she'd be my friend. Thought she actually cared. I even fell for him.

Until she framed me for stealing confidential school files. Until he said, "Just a scholarship kid. No one's gonna miss her." That's when I understood. I was never more than their toy.

They tore up my textbooks, stuffed dead rats in my locker, spent six months tormenting me online and off. My mother couldn't take the vicious comments. Her heart gave out. And me? After I completely broke down, they drove me to the coastal cliffs.

Ice-cold water flooded my nose and mouth. Suffocation dragged me down into despair. I hate myself for being weak. Hate them for their arrogance. Hate this rotten system that treats people like me as disposable.

But when I opened my eyes again, I was back. Back to the night she pushed me toward him.

This time, I won't be fooled.

Athena has been on the run for the past 2 years all she has done has been only to keep her alive and hidden , her best friend Riley is the only one she trusted trusted in the world her faithful companions Zeus by her side she thought she had it all under control hide stay hidden stay low but , fated had other plans for her when she crosses path with the billionaire Daniel Chase who is smitten by the woman. When she crashes into him one faithful morning. His life has been filled with Athena trying to find her the image of her never left him she has always been on his mind when Daniel does find her she's left for dead he is intrigued by the woman before him but also concerned Daniel takes a chance with love taking Athena into his world , love romance, unadulterated sex and happiness ,he slowly immerses her in his world sheltering her and protecting her from the man that is after her .when they do find love and happiness their world is ripped apart when taken away from Daniel , what lengths will Daniel go to to find the woman that he loves.
Love ,jealousy and revenge all rolled into one when Daniel's Ex girlfriend tries to intervene Sean Johnson is obsessed with Athena and only Athena he means to have her by any means necessary and will stop at nothing however Sean's family has secrets and if he ever finds Athena , Athena will be buried along with those secrets. Will Athena and Daniel reunite will they have their happily ever after only time will tell Will Sean ever learn his lesson will he will he ever let go of his obsession of Athena. Will Athena stand her ground and fight for her life.

Sad night, sad girl, something crazy she did when she drank up, Entering the president's room unexpectedly, it's crush. The story between him and her is just beginning…………

I died trying to save the animals I loved—then woke up as the abusive stepmother of a four-year-old beastkin boy.
According to the original story, Milo will grow up to become a ruthless villain. But right now, he is just a frightened little lynx who sleeps on a filthy blanket, eats pet food from a bowl, and thinks every kindness comes with a price.
I have no mission to complete and no plot to preserve. I only want to teach him three things: he deserves real food, he never has to earn his place at home, and his ridiculously soft ears are absolutely adorable.
There is just one complication.
His cold, powerful father is a tiger—and apparently, he wants to become my real husband.

My Husband Died to Join Me I begged him to see me. He didn't. He believed her. Every word. I died in my bedroom. When I woke up, no one could see me anymore. She stole my husband. My home. My son. Then she painted me as insane. Everyone believed I was the monster. But there was a hidden camera. When he finally saw the footage, he broke. He avenged me. Then he made one last promise. This time, he came to find me.

Loverina, a lonely girl trained by her poor grandmother, unexpectedly got into a messy shit with the heir of the Oscars family. To pay the price of her deeds, she was taken by the heir and turned into a pleasure slave. What power does a low class commoner have over such higher status?

Just another version of Dark Romance with spice of Hatred, Violence, Authority, Love, Slavery and Family Tiles. Rated, 18+.

A deadly petrification curse has haunted me since birth, set to claim my life on my twenty-eighth birthday. After ten grueling years, I finally found my only cure: Dragon Heart Marrow. Yet my husband Cassian stole my last salvation, gifting it to my fake sister Selene for her mild illness. With merely seven days left, I’m abandoned by my parents, betrayed by my husband, and even forsaken by my young son. Everyone casts me as the vicious villain. I yielded quietly to their lies. But the “good news” I promised? It’s not a cure—it’s their coming doom.

There are no unmated males in our pack.
Every she-wolf in Hollowfen is promised to someone when she turns eighteen. We just don't get to know who until we walk into the Choosing Hall.
Girls go in wearing white. They come out flushed, shaking, barely able to stand. Some laugh. Some cry. None of them talk about what happens inside.
My sister Thessaly turned eighteen this spring. Gran told her she couldn't attend the Choosing.
She went anyway. She came back on shaking legs, with blood between her thighs and a smile she couldn't wipe off her face.

Lu Chen was supposed to die.
The empire remembers him as the cruel noble destined for execution. But now, a struggling writer has awakened in his body and the rules have changed.
[Sin System Activated.]
To survive, Lu Chen must feed on the envy, greed, lust, wrath, pride, sloth, and gluttony of those around him. Every sinful desire they feel fuels his power. But if he dares to be good… the system punishes him.
Now, Lu Chen doesn’t just play the villain he reinvents it. He manipulates, deceives, and dominates, turning the empire into a web of ambition and fear. Allies, enemies, even the heroine no one is safe from his calculated games.
Power is addictive, but Lucian is learning a terrifying truth: the system didn’t choose him to survive. It chose him to become the ultimate monster.
How far will he go when the villain refuses to die?

The night the team wins again, the roar inside the arena could raise the roof.

On the ice, the captain has his arm around the new cheer captain, spinning her under the lights. His skates cut clean lines across the ice. Teammates whistle and shout, someone yells "ask her out!", someone else films on their phone. Everyone waits for me to show up and make a scene. Cry, stumble onto the ice, drop to my knees and beg him to come back. Pathetic, like every time before.

But no one knows I'm in the back of the locker room right now, pressed against a cold metal locker.

The quiet backup player has his hand on the back of my neck, his voice barely steady. "You sure about this?"

I push up on my toes and kiss him first.

Chiara Benedetti thought her wedding day would be the start of her freedom, instead, it becomes her descent into hell. Before she can say "I do," the chapel doors are torn off their hinges by Nico Ferraro, the brutal Don of the Ferraro family and her father's greatest enemy. He doesn't come for blood; he comes for his property.

He reveals a chilling truth: three years ago, her father sold her to him in a blood debt, and her entire life has been nothing but a fraud to hide the transaction.

Nico doesn't want a wife. He wants a possession to break. He expects Chiara to cower, to beg, and to kneel but Chiara is made of the same iron as the men in her world. She fights, she provokes, and she talks back, turning her captivity into a psychological battlefield. Her defiance doesn't disgust Nico, it intoxicates him. What begins as a cold exchange of power spirals into a dark, erotic obsession that neither can control.

As Nico introduces Chiara to the darker edges of his desire, scenes of rough possession and degradation, she is terrified to realize she doesn't just endure him; she craves him. When a rescue attempt by her former fiancé offers her a way out, Chiara makes a choice that shocks everyone: she stays. Not for love, but for the dark intensity only Nico provides. Caught between a secret rebellion within Nico’s own family and a rival family demanding her head, Nico must decide if he will sacrifice his empire to keep the woman he swore was just a debt. In a world where love is a weakness, their mutual destruction might be the only thing that makes them feel alive.

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.

The world honored Professor Guo Zhenghua for his devotion to justice—and praised his wife, Lin Wanyu, as a woman of rare integrity.
But Lin Wanyu was not her name.
The real Lin Wanyu was my grandmother. She died in a remote village without legal papers, a marked grave, or anyone willing to admit who she was.
When the impostors’ grandson demanded a position at my law firm, I told him no.
By morning, his family had taken my career.
By noon, I had opened the file that could take everything from them.

Adrian Castillo promised hell to Sophia Cox from the first day he met her.

He was forced to marry her for his grandfather to help her father's company and so he disliked her.

Adrian is who you'd describe as a sexy, arrogant, and intelligent man. He was one of the most wanted bachelors in the States and girls would kill to have him.

Sophia is a timid, calm, and innocent twenty years old girl who had to marry Adrian to save her father's company.

When these two get married, it's fire and ice combining to be one.

Will Adrian be able to love Sophia or will Sophia be burned by Adrian's fire and no ship is formed?

Read to find out how it was for Sophia to be married to one of the top billionaires in the State; Adrian Castillo.

In my last life, my brother broke my legs and my adopted sister pushed me into the ocean. My father just stood there watching, mad about the blood on his shoes.
They gave her everything that was mine. My territory, my mother's necklace, even my bedroom. I was the real daughter, the real bloodline, and I still wasn't worth half of the stray my father dragged home.
I took it all. Every insult, every slap, every scrap of love that went to her instead of me. Because I thought maybe one day they'd see me.
They never did. They killed me instead.
Now I'm back. Same night, same banquet, same girl sitting across from me with fake tears, begging for my port.
This time I didn't hand it over. I smashed a wine bottle, slapped her face open, and told my father we're done.
He called his guards. My brother pulled a gun.
What they forgot is that my grandfather is the real power in this family. And I already sent him a message.

Mimi accidentally enters a hidden magical village where Cupid lives.
A dramatic event in a pool makes Cupid’s golden arrow missing.
Without it, people are gradually losing their ability to fall in love.

Mimi volunteers to help him, only to discover that the arrow is in her and has chosen her as its new owner.
No one understands why.
However, whenever she points the arrow at someone...
it doesn't make them fall in love instead It reveals who they already secretly love.

With the arrow in Mimi, Cupid chooses to take her as his temporary apprentice.
Teaching her since he can't shot the arrows himself.
Everything was going well except, Mimi keeps shooting the wrong people.
A duke falls for a baker, stepdaughter falls for her step-father, a mermaid falls for a fisherman, a princess falls for a frog.

And then, somehow, Cupid himself starts falling for his apprentice.
The problem is Cupid isn't supposed to fall in love.

Five years ago, the Savage family poisoned my parents, broke both my legs, and threw me into the river. I barely survived — pulled out by passing mercenaries, I spent five years building an army that answers only to me.

Today, five years later, I’ve returned with that army for revenge. I thought they would be terrified and beg for mercy. I never imagined they’d be insane enough to kidnap my daughter — a daughter I didn’t even know existed, Mia.

She’s crying in an abandoned warehouse, her tiny hand clutching an old coat I left behind five years ago, calling out “Daddy.”

My wife, to save her, is taking off her dress in front of another man.

Outside the warehouse, ten thousand soldiers are waiting for my command.

And in my heart, there is only one thought: kill them all.

I gasped for breath, clutching my chest, the bloody scene of my former husband's mistress, Kelly, slitting my throat still vivid in my memory. Now, I had been reborn.
The man I once deeply loved, the man with whom I built a business empire, and his mistress, Kelly, were staring at me defiantly.
"Evelyn, this is Kelly. She... she's pregnant. She needs our help. I think we can take her in."
But the weeping Evelyn of the past was dead. The woman standing before them now was a queen returned from hell, ready to burn their kingdom to the ground.
"Of course, darling," I said in a sweet yet venomous voice. "Let her stay. I'm happy to keep my enemies close."
Gray breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't know that this time, I wouldn't just divorce him; I would take his gang, his money, his dignity, and leave him with nothing but regret.

Laura Brown was a plain nerd in the most prestigious high school in New York City, mocked for her looks and bullied for her poverty.

But when she is betrayed and loses everything she held dear. Her dignity. Her future. Even her memories… she swore to get revenge on everyone that hurt her.

Eight years later, she reappears as a tech empire queen. A Billionairess.

Untouchable. Powerful.

No longer the weak nerd they could hurt so easily, but the woman that will ruin them. One by one.

What would you do if your name suddenly appeared on an app you never installed — and the girl who was supposed to hunt you was already dead?

Nerissa Ivy has never heard of The Hunt until a student is found murdered outside her dorm, with “Maya Bennett” written in blood on her door.

Then a strange app appears on Nerissa's phone. Maya's name is there, and so is Nerissa's.

Apparently, Maya had been given a quest to follow Nerissa and take something from her. But she refused to do it, and now she's dead.

Before Nerissa can make sense of any of it, the app activates her as Participant 259.

There are several names on the list, rules she doesn't understand, and somewhere behind the screen is someone who already knows far more about Nerissa than they should.

She has no idea why her name is on the list in the first place.

Then the app sends her a replacement message meant for the dead girl.

For years, my life belonged to Marcus. He has mafia ties, a violent temper, and a need to control every single breath I take. I thought he was the ultimate danger—until the anonymous messages started.

Someone is watching me. Someone knows what I’m wearing before I even put it on. Someone is entering my apartment, moving my things, and leaving cameras in the dark.

I was trapped between my boyfriend’s suffocating rage and a nameless stalker, so I ran. I hid in a luxury high-rise with biometric security, determined to reclaim my life.

That is where I met Caius.

My neighbor is everything Marcus isn't. He is gentle. Protective. Steady. When the stalker's messages miraculously follow me into my new sanctuary, Caius is the only one who stands by me. He holds me through my panic attacks and helps me sweep my home for hidden bugs. For the first time in my life, I feel safe.

But peace is a luxury I don't possess.

My ex is hunting me down. The messages are growing more twisted. And as I look closer at the perfect, protective man beside me, a chilling realization sets in.

The stalker didn’t follow me to this building.... He lured me here.

After a forbidden night, maid Elara conceives twins for ruthless mafia Don Asher. To shield her from deadly power struggles, he fakes cruelty and puts a bounty on her head. Trapped in the murderous manor, she hides her pregnancy to survive. Cornered and hunted, she leaps into the frozen river to save her babies. After narrowly surviving childbirth, she becomes Asher’s lifelong obsession. The cold-blooded king burns all enemies, drops every pride, and kneels to atone for his sins forever.

Caspian kept me locked in the basement as a living blood bank.
This mafia don was also my husband. Ever since he discovered I could heal instantly, I became nothing more than a consumable—kept alive to sustain another woman.
That woman in the hospital bed was his stepmother in name, his forbidden obsession in reality—the desire he could never speak aloud.
Unable to claim her, he went mad. He tried to fill her dying body with my life.
When she was poisoned, he forced toxins down my throat to test antidotes, watching coldly as I convulsed on the floor, vomiting black blood.
When assassins came for her, he yanked me in front as a human shield, letting bullets turn my body into a sieve.
Covered in blood, I clutched his pant leg, begging through tears for him to just kill me.
But to protect his precious stepmother, he kicked me away without hesitation, his voice utterly cold: "Stop playing dead, Aria. You're a monster. You can't die anyway."
What he didn't know was that every time a mermaid heals, she burns through her soul's essence.
Through each shattering and mending, he was draining my very source of life.
Today, he strapped me to the operating table again, ready to drain more blood for his forbidden love.
He had no idea this would be the last time.

Emma Wyatt was a humble Omega wolf from a struggling family in her pack. Despite the challenges they faced, her four loving brothers stood by her, even as their mother battled depression and their father sank deeper into his gambling addiction. Life at the bottom of the pack hierarchy was unforgiving—marked by judgment, hardship, and the constant sting of being overlooked.

The final blow came when her boyfriend of four years, the one she believed might be her salvation, cruelly rejected her. Unable to look past her lowly status, he chose to marry the alpha’s daughter instead, shattering Emma’s heart. Escape from her family’s circumstances seemed an impossible dream, yet Emma and her brothers clung to hope, persevering through their trials.

For Emma, solace existed only in her dreams. In that enchanting world far removed from reality, she found a man who seemed perfect—strong, kind, and devoted. He brought her a sense of peace and joy she could never find in her waking life. Each morning, she poured her dreams into a journal, a fragile lifeline tethering her to a happiness that felt almost real.

But life soon spiralled out of control. Her father’s debts led to relentless threats from the local mob, pulling her family into a nightmare they couldn’t escape. As her world descended into chaos, she encountered the man from her dreams—not as a saviour, but as the ruler of the hell engulfing her life.

I saved her… hid her from the world. Camouflaged her from my enemies. For years, I wondered if I did the right thing. Was the family I left her with taking good care of her? When I enter the auction, I get my answer. I never expected to see her big blue eyes again. Never expected for her to be the main attraction. Virgin for sale… highest bidder wins. I had no intention of buying her, but her body called to me. I find myself bidding. Again and again. Until I’m the proud owner of an eighteen-year-old virgin. She thinks I saved her again. She's so wrong. I just threw her to the hungry wolf. I’m going to enjoy breaking her down. Piece by piece. But not before I seek out the family that promised to protect her and get my revenge.