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WHAT MONEY COULD NOT BUY

Claire Hartwell has everything wealth can provide—a mansion, designer clothes, elite education, and a future meticulously planned by her formidable mother, Victoria. As the only daughter of one of the city's wealthiest families, Claire has been groomed to marry within her social circle and preserve the family legacy, never questioning her gilded cage. Everything changes when she meets Clifford. He's nothing like the polished men her mother presents. Clifford comes from the slums, where his father drives a delivery truck and every achievement stems from determination and brilliance. He wears second-hand suits and lives in a cramped apartment filled with books. When Claire watches him command a university debate stage with sharp intelligence and unshakable confidence, she sees something her world has never offered: authenticity. Claire falls for Clifford's brilliant mind, his uncompromising values, and his indifference to her family's wealth. Clifford loves Claire's courage, her questioning spirit, and the genuine person beneath the designer labels. But their love ignites a war. Victoria Hartwell cannot accept a son-in-law from poverty. To her, Clifford represents everything she's avoided: struggle, hardship, and the humiliation of watching her daughter "marry down." She orchestrates schemes to separate them—bribing Clifford to leave, threatening to disinherit Claire, enlisting powerful allies to destroy Clifford's career before it begins. Yet Clifford refuses to bend. He meets every threat with quiet defiance, every insult with grace, every manipulation with unwavering principle. He tells Victoria plainly: "I'm not here to audition for your approval. I'm here because I love your daughter." Caught between her mother and the man who truly sees her, Claire faces an impossible choice. Choosing Clifford means losing her family, inheritance, and everything familiar. Choosing her mother's approval means losing herself—and the only man who's loved her for who she is, not what she represents. As conflict escalates, secrets emerge. Claire discovers her mother once loved someone "inappropriate" and was forced to sacrifice him—a loss that hardened Victoria into who she is today. Clifford confronts his own fears: the crushing weight of proving himself in a world designed to exclude him, and doubts about whether he can give Claire the life she deserves. The battle peaks when Victoria issues an ultimatum: leave Clifford or be disowned. Claire's father must finally choose a side. Friends betray, unexpected allies emerge, and both Claire and Clifford must answer: Is love enough when the world stands against you? Between Two Worlds is a contemporary romance about class, dignity, and choosing love over comfort. It's about two people from opposite sides of society discovering that true privilege isn't wealth or status—it's the freedom to be yourself and love without compromise. Claire and Clifford prove that honor, integrity, and genuine connection cannot be bought or bargained away. Their love doesn't just bridge two worlds. It challenges what both worlds believe truly matters.
Lizzy_Benjamin · 574 Views

Rise Of The Bullied And Rejected Luna Queen

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING; 18+ only. Explicit scenes, Abuse, Torture, Harassment, assault, steamy and erotic content, murder and vulgar words. Reader’s Discretion is advised.] *.*.* “You are mine Alora,” Ryan confessed, his expression as stoic as ever. His body pressed on mine, caging me in as his strong hands tightly gripped mine. “You belong to me and no one will ever take you away. I own you.” I chuckled dryly. The sound of my bitter  laughter echoed through the empty room. It was raw, brittle and filled with hate. “You pushed me away, Alpha Ryan. You rejected and abused me. You made me a laughing stock and accused my father wrongly and now, you want me back?” “It was a mistake.” He cut me off, eyes dancing in what seems to be remorse but I am unmoved. “Come back to me Alora. I promise that I will treat you right this time. I promise to do right by you.” I pulled my hands away from his grip, a smirk playing on my lips, “You lost the chance to claim me three years ago, Alpha Ryan. Now, I am your Luna Queen and you will bow your head at my feet!” I deadpanned.  ****** Alora Harrington, the Beta’s only daughter is a sweet, kind and loving girl who was cherished by all who knew her until tragedy struck. Weeks before her eighteenth birthday, Alora's parents are murdered in cold blood by her betrothed, Alpha Ryan who claims that her father had committed treason against his family.  He accuses her wrongly, rejects her, tortures her, strips her of her status and makes her a slave in his pack as punishment for her father's mistakes. On the night of her eighteenth birthday, she escapes and bumps into a strange man whom she realizes was her second chance mate. She finds out that he is one of the strongest and most feared Lycan of the seven prominent kingdoms. He is considered a tyrant, fiesty, grumpy, stubborn, intelligent and doesn't show emotional feelings or attachment to anyone due to the fact that he was cursed from birth. Rescued and taken back to his pack, after she is left for dead, Alora plots her revenge against the man that killed her parents and vows to make his life miserable as he had made hers. She enlists the Lycan’s help but he agrees on two conditions;  1. She would not get close to him during a full moon no matter what.  2. She will not fall in love with him. In the midst of the chaos, she learns about her mate's dilemma and tries to help him but what if he doesn't share the same affection and sentiments as she does? Would his grumpy self eventually learn to open up to her? What happens when she finds out his grave secret? Would their relationship be affected by her psychotic ex who wants her back? And what happens when her light finally meets the Lycan King’s darkness? 
WildDreams · 98.9k Views

The Invisible Goblin’s Netori Tales: Breeding Wives and MILFs Unseen

[WARNING!!!] [Heavy 18+ Content!!!!] Skarn had been just an ordinary man once—scrolling through late-night screens, chasing the quiet rhythm of a normal life. Then fate, cruel and capricious, snuffed him out and shoved his soul into the frail, green-skinned shell of a goblin. The body was small, crooked, despised. Worse still, it came cursed: an insatiable, animal lust carved straight into the marrow, a constant low burn that no human mind could ever fully tame. Every scent, every curve, every careless brush of skin set it raging, insistent, humiliating. But the mockery didn't end there. In the dead of night, as the last echoes of forbidden sounds faded from the master's hut, a crystalline ding sliced through the haze. [Congratulations on awakening the Invisible Breeding God System.] The name alone was absurd, almost laughable—yet the knowledge that flooded his skull was cold, merciless, glittering. Invisibility: perfect, traceless, erasing sound and scent and soul-presence alike. Ten minutes under normal conditions. Thirty-minute cooldown. And then the catch—the barbed promise at the heart of it all. Power. Real power. Stats that would rise, limits that would shatter. But only through breeding. Only while unseen. Each concealed union fed the system; the system fed him back. Unlimited duration, no cooldown, as long as he was buried deep inside willing—or unwilling—flesh. Now trapped in this ugly, hated form, no woman would ever look at him with desire. No kindness would bend his way. Survival already meant hauling water, scrubbing floors, enduring the forge's heat under a blacksmith master's heavy hand. And yet right there, in the same quiet household, lived Madam Sarah: soft curves, warm smiles, maternal affection that ruffled his coarse hair without a trace of revulsion. A beautiful MILF who called him "my Skarn," who shielded him with steel-edged protectiveness, who moved through the yard with effortless grace and left him aching, twitching, hating himself for every filthy thought that followed. The system dangled freedom like a blade held just out of reach. Reject it, and he could cling to the frayed threads of his human decency—stay small, stay safe, stay sane. Give in, and the first shadowed act might claim the one woman who had ever shown him gentleness. The night held its breath. The choice coiled tight behind his ribs. What would break first: the collar around his neck, or the last scraps of restraint in his mind? [Tags: R18, Mature, Smut, Heavy Smut, Netori, Breeding, Impregnation, MILF, Harem, System, Invisibility, Stealth Sex, Goblin MC, Isekai, Transmigration, Weak to Strong, Taboo, Large Breasts, Creampie, Corruption, Slow Burn, Dark Fantasy, No NTR (Only Netori), Yuri (Only in MCs presence), Explicit Sexual Content, Fetish Elements]
Sensei_Zamasu · 219 Views