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Being the fat, unwanted ugly duckling with no wolf would've been survivable. But the daily cruelty—from classmates at school and a vicious stepbrother at home—was too much for Anita to carry. One month before her eighteenth birthday, she steps in front of a speeding truck, ready to end it all. With her last breath, she curses the day she was born—relieved that death has finally set her free. Except… death doesn't come. Instead, Anita wakes up in a different time. A different world. A different body. Same nightmare family. Before she can understand what's happening, her stepbrother sells her off to settle his debt—handing her to the Alpha of the Dark Shadow Park, the most ruthless Alpha Mafia King alive. A man feared across realms. A man who owns everything he touches. Including her. Trapped in the hands of a cold, merciless Alpha who plans to use her and never let her go, Anita's new life spirals into violence, desire, and dark power plays. Survival becomes a daily battle. But fate isn't done being cruel. Because the monster who owns her—is also her moon-given mate. Now Anita must choose: Submit to destiny, or rewrite it in blood.

[WARNING: Mature Content, R18+] [Strictly for Adults Only] I, Nate Cole, Captain of CSI, am damn fucking good at my job. I followed the law, trusted the evidence, and never let anyone distract me… not even the criminals I locked behind bars. Until Adrian Blackwood was forced back into my life, the dark, ruthless, devastatingly handsome Mafia Boss serving a twenty‑year sentence at Hell’s Watch, the city’s most notorious high‑security prison. A fortress built to cage mafia lords, serial offenders, and corrupt officials, and a place where even the guards whispered about inmates who ruled empires from behind steel bars. And he was exactly the kind of man I was raised to despise. “You’re the one who came to me, Nate Cole… what makes you think I’ll cooperate with you or that you can resist me?” His gray eyes smoldered, daring me to look away. I leaned back, meeting his gaze evenly. “Resist you? Please. You’re a bastard behind bars. I don’t do fantasies… and I don’t entertain criminals.” He smirked, stepping closer, voice low and teasing. “Criminals, maybe… but you look like someone who enjoys losing control, and I bet, I can make you beg.” He was the key to a case I couldn’t solve without him, and every glance, every word, every brush of his presence set my pulse racing. His control was intoxicating, and his power is undeniable. “I will break you beautifully, completely, and only into mine,” he whispered, a dangerous promise that shattered every rational thought in my head as the sizzling chemistry and attraction rose between us. I was supposed to stay professional, fucking resist, but some chains weren’t meant to be broken… and some temptations weren’t meant to be denied. Adrian Blackwood was my enemy, and falling for him might have been the most dangerous, most thrilling crime I’d ever committed. I had no idea which one of us was going to survive the darkness… me or him or the fucking world was going to burn.

My name is Hagar, and I’m no hero. Heroes die in stories. I follow orders. I execute. I survive. That’s how I’ve lasted, and how I’ve thrived in a world that chews up the unprepared. I know the danger of wandering ideals, the danger of acting without a plan, the danger of believing anyone’s courage is enough to save them. Until now. Until I took on this mission and found myself in-between two warring nations and in-between two men that scare me and confound me. For the first time, I’m seeing orders I cannot follow, decisions that don’t make sense, a mission that feels… wrong. thoughts that are mine alone, and desires that exist without permission. Playing a hero might just be the death of me.

They buried her father with a legacy soaked in blood. Now, they expect her to crumble. Lila Rousseau has never been just a daughter. Raised in the shadow of France's most feared mafia kingpin, she was trained not to flinch, not to fail, and never-ever-to fall in love. To her, love wasn't an emotion. It was weakness and weaknesses are never allowed. Now, with her father's ashes scattered over Étretat's cliffs and the crown of the Rousseau Syndicate resting on her shoulders, Lila steps into a world where men rule by fear and women vanish in silence. But Lila is no silent girl. She's fire. She's strategy. She's vengeance in silk. Enter Jace Durant. Spy. Liar. A man sent by Les Ombres, the rival syndicate, to infiltrate her world and tear it apart from the inside. He's meant to be her undoing. But when secrets ignite and enemies draw blood, he finds himself drawn to the one woman he was never meant to touch. In a world of smoke and daggers, power and deception, hearts aren't just tangled- they're weaponized. He was sent to watch her burn. She was born to burn it all down. Matthieu Laurent They buried his king beneath a storm of bullets and betrayal. Now, he stands beside the daughter who inherited the throne-and the chaos that follows her. Matthieu Laurent has killed for the Rousseaus. Bled for them. Lied for them. But protecting Lila was never supposed to feel like this. She's danger wrapped in perfume and defiance, and every time she looks at him, the man inside the soldier starts to burn. To love her would be treason. To leave her would be death. Now, with enemies closing in and lines blurring between loyalty and desire, Matthieu must decide- will he be her shield... or her sin? She was born to light the world on fire. He was made to burn beside her. ____

Choi Yujun- born into power but cursed with a 'weakness'. The only son of the Choi family is born an omega, born an embarrassment to a bloodline of strong and pure alphas. At a party, a violent attack from a mutual enemy exposed Yujun’s secret in front of his family’s sworn enemy, Hwang Jaehyun, Yujun prepares for humiliation and blackmail, offering himself to be used by the Alpha in order to protect himself from his own family Instead of the humiliation...Hwang Jaehyun does the unthinkable... The rival who is supposed to destroy him, becomes his drug, his shield, his forbidden comfort. Together they fight to bring down the people who made Yujun bleed…together they bleed in the face of betrayals, trials and "Don't you realize? I'm a Choi, I am cursed and I am sick" Yujun says with deep angish, "then use me, Yujun-ah, use me like a drug" Jaehyun response came out raw and desperate, his alpha swearing it.

All Sion wanted was the silence of the village. After faking his death, the former Alpha Prince , Caleum Valen,now lives as Sion ,a man the villagers whisper about as the shameless Omega who constantly craves the touch of Alphas. He ignores the insults, choosing to find peace in his hidden garden and the orphans he secretly protects. But peace never lasts. Haunted by his mother's betrayal , a body slowly breaking from changes,and ghosts from the past forcing him to reclaim the throne , Sion's quiet life begins to crack when Darius-the man who once promised to stay by his side and broke that promise,appears at his door. Between unspoken regret, lingering loyalty, and a bond neither of them managed to sever, Sion must face a truth he's been avoiding: Can he truly live in peace... or will the blood he abandoned drag him back to the crown? A historical omegaverse romance between a fallen alpha prince turned recessive omega and the beta knight who never truly left him.

Andy realizes the hard way that he's too pretty for prison. Unfortunately he's already caught the eye of the most dangerous inmate in Third Block. Warning: Dark Romance, Obsession, Prison

I listened to the potential buyers in the hallway as they inspected the females in the other cells. There weren’t enough beastmen to go around, and from the way other males bowed to them, I could tell they were apex predators. The very top of the food chain. In a world where females outnumbered the males twenty to one, the idea that these nine males were sharing one female between them instead of each taking twenty as their own was odd. Unheard of, really. Unless the female was of unparalleled beauty, then... no, I still didn't get it. What was even stranger was that this female seemed to be even more feared than all nine of her mates, combined. Tags: harem, primitive world, beast world, polygamy, bisexual, bxb, bxg, gxg

Ethan's life was going well... sort of. With three months to his wedding and almost enough savings to finally quit his stripping job, everything seemed almost perfect… Till his fiancé suddenly dumps him, and he loses everything he's ever built... in the span of one week. Standing at the edge of a storybuilding, he's about to throw himself off to end the suffocating pain when he suddenly gets a call... for an interview with a high-ranking company he never applied to. A company under the renowned Alpha Aurelian Vale. The S-tier Alpha who would change his life forever, and just may be tied to Ethan's present and past in more ways than he could even begin to imagine. The Alpha he THINKS he doesn't know. ******* "Why should I trust you? Isn't playing games the core of your business? Everything is a game to you. Even this... "He says, and I step closer to him... pushing myself against him, as I see fear return to his eyes. "You don't know me, Ethan. "I remind him, and I watch the anger in his eyes melt into stubbornness. "And you also don't know me, Mr. Aurelian! "He retorts, and I smirk. That's the Ethan I like. Feisty. "But I do know you. "I say, and he visibly gulps as beads of sweat begin to form across his forehead. "You're impulsive, stubborn, and daring. You are broken and hurting inside, but you mask all that pain with a smile. Never really healing from them, but burying them. Praying the day doesn't come when they rise from their graves. Your humour is your defence mechanism. It makes you feel stronger when you're intimidated or scared. "I continue, and his jaw drops as he gawks at me. I lean in closer to him, enjoying the heat of the proximity, as I drop low enough for my lips to brush against his ear, and his delicate orchid scent fills my lungs. "Am I wrong? "I question him, and he just blinks back. Visibly stunned by my words. I smile in satisfaction at him before stepping away from him, and once again I hit the emergency stop button. "I know you better than you think, Ethan. The sooner you understand this, the better. "I add before reaching for a cigar in my breast pocket and lighting it. I know it's against the rules, but I don't care. "You might want to cover that. "I say, pointing at the bulge in his pants, and he immediately turns red as he tries to drag his shirt down to cover it. Just then, the elevator doors open, and I smirk as people pour into the elevator, looking between Ethan and me. I see the stink eyes I get because of the cigar in my hand, but I only step out of the elevator because of the infant I see a mother carrying. As I leave Ethan behind, I send him a text. *Meet me in the car.*

​[DARK PSYCHOLOGICAL BL THRILLER / OBSESSION] Are you trying to destroy me, Yuyan?" The golden boy’s voice wasn't filled with fear, but a dark, breathless fascination. ""You made a monster. Now you have to live with him," Yuyan smiled, his beautiful face perfectly crafted for this very moment. Seven years ago, Xu Zhifan—the Nation's Heartthrob—staged a deadly fire just to win a sick bet. He wanted to see if the boy who loved him would walk into the flames to save him. The boy did. He thought the boy died in the ashes. He was wrong. Lin Yuyan survived. He built a new face from the ruins of the old one, spending seven years sculpting himself into exactly what Xu Zhifan finds beautiful. Now, Yuyan has returned with a bottomless bank account and a singular, terrifying goal: To dismantle Zhifan's perfect life piece by piece. Career . Freedom. Sanity. Yuyan controls the narrative, the leaks, the slow erosion of a golden reputation. He is patient in the way only people who have lost everything can be. He expects the golden boy to break. He expects him to beg. But as the trap finally snaps shut, Yuyan realizes a terrifying truth: Zhifan isn't breaking. He's fascinated. And the monster Yuyan came back to destroy might just fall in love with the cage.

It all started with that one proposal, a deal-turned-bait pulling him into something dark, yet irresistible and inescapable. ____ Ryan Kane is mixed-race, poor, and worst still, in a university where everything screams "silver and gold". He thinks his scholarship and education are his only way to a future better than his present. But this guy's grades aren't helping matters as he keeps juggling between lectures, attendance, and part-time jobs. The lower his grades get, the closer he is to withdrawing, going back to his deadbeat of a father, and having a life with nothing. Well, he absolutely doesn't want a reality like that, and to avert that, his only option was getting a tutor. Ryan’s desperate enough to ask Adrian Val. On campus and to everyone, Adrian is the perfect, well-behaved, brilliant heir to a top conglomerate family. While in private, he is a possessive, manipulative jerk who does a lot of unimaginable things. When Ryan proposes tutoring to him, Adrian offers that he pay with his body instead. To him, Ryan can't afford his time and knowledge with just his measly bucks. Ryan says yes to the offer, and along the line, he falls heavily for Adrian. But even when Adrian rejects his confession and treats him like a toy way worse than before, Ryan doesn't leave. He wants the tutoring, the intimacy, the sex, his persistent feelings for Adrian, and the tiny hope that Adrian's heart may steer towards him. It gets even messier when Adrian’s friend Liam enters the picture. Liam is calm, kind, and actually cares about Ryan, but he holds back his feelings to keep the peace. Then there is also Chase, a rich troublemaker who openly flirts with Ryan. Trapped in a dirty cycle of sex, love, and heartbreak, everything Ryan had and held dear to him came tumbling gradually. And by the time he realizes the depth of it, it is too late. Too late to even hold onto anything. Only to be caught between three powerful men who all want a piece of him for different reasons. ____ Years later, the campus gates are closed and Ryan has built a life for himself away from the shadows of Westhill. But his new career brings him face to face with the man that once broke him... Graduation was only a temporary escape This story contains #slowburn #toxic #drama #psychological #smut scenes #red flag top #trauma #obsession

The story follows Bai Liu, who, after losing his job, becomes involved with multiple unavoidable horror live-streaming games full of various monsters and players with killing intent, putting the players’ lives at stake.

Killed during a brutal attack on his pack, Damien Grant, the fierce Alpha King who had spent his life fighting, lies dying, haunted by a single regret: in the end, who protects an Alpha? Who fights for him? With his final breath, he wishes for rebirth as an ordinary man, someone fragile enough to be cherished and shielded from the world's cruelty. His wish is granted in the most unexpected way. He awakens in the body of Damian Grant, a sensitive high school teenage boy, openly gay, relentlessly bullied for it, and driven to end his own life in despair. Now trapped in this vulnerable human form, the Alpha understands the true meaning of truly being helpless. However, everything changes when he catches the eye of Zayn Hale, the school's star athlete. Zayn is drawn inexplicably to the quiet new boy. But he's scared to make a move. He watches from a distance, unsure if he should intervene or not. When he finally decides to, it seems Damian had already found his Knight. Now the Alpha must choose between Ethan Brown, the knight who had stepped up to save him, or the school's heartthrob, Zayn Hale.

After the battle with the so-called hero, Louis, the Dark God, was finally slain. But he used all of his remaining power to drag down the one favored by the world and die together with him. He thought everything would end there. Instead, he was reborn into his very first life, where he was nothing more than a side character to a side character, someone who even died before the real plot truly began, his former stupidity serving only to highlight the brilliance of the main character. With the thumb ring and the cultivation knowledge from his previous life, this time, he swore to change everything. The main character, the one favored by the world, he would bury them all, and rewrite his own unfinished fate in this peril-filled apocalyptic world. But slowly, why did the look in his loyal subordinate’s eyes start to feel more and more wrong? Varkas then: “One day, I’ll make you taste suffering!” Varkas now: “Smells so good…” Varkas x Louis

“…Asher…” His breathing was uneven, a clear tremor in his voice. A thought surfaced too suddenly, and he barely managed to stop himself before it slipped out “You only want my body, don’t you?” Asher paused for a moment, his gaze calm and unflinching. “Yes.” His throat tightened. “Then why do you..." He stopped halfway through the sentence, only then realizing this wasn’t a question meant for Asher. It was for himself When you know perfectly well he doesn’t feel anything for you. When you’re fully aware this closeness is nothing but desire. Then why.. Why do you still want to like him?

Mild Runner is a shy and timid high school student, navigating the halls of a prestigious school where he stands out for all the wrong reasons. With no friends and a life shrouded in secrecy, he has managed to remain under the radar, earning a reputation as the model student—never in trouble, always overlooked. However, his quiet existence is shattered when a luxurious Rolex watch belonging to Arm Listener, the charismatic and perfect president of the student body, is discovered in his bag. As punishment, Arm, a class ahead of Mild and known for his authoritative demeanor, must confront the situation directly. But as he administers the consequences, Mild begins to sense something unusual: does Arm actually enjoy punishing him? The punishments escalate in their peculiarity, leading Mild to question the motives behind them, especially when they take a bizarre turn—forcing him to pretend to be a girl. Caught in a whirlwind of confusion and unexpected emotions, both boys find themselves grappling with their feelings. Mild wonders why Arm seems to derive a strange satisfaction from their encounters, while Arm is increasingly drawn to Mild’s vulnerability and resilience. As the lines between punishment and attraction blur, they must navigate their complex relationship and discover what lies beneath their shared circumstances. Can two seemingly opposite personalities forge a connection in the midst of misunderstanding and societal expectations? In a story of self-discovery and unexpected romance, Mild and Arm must confront their true selves and each other, ultimately leading to a surprising twist in their lives.

Jo-Pil, ahem, I mean, I was just a simple sales manager who was more than satisfied with my way of living, thank you very much. But my simple way of living came crashing down like the heavy materials I was counting on my night shift, crushed me and my simple life, and then landed me in a novel I had read back when I was still a Freshman at university. And to make it all worse, it just happened to be the kind of novel that readers would wish to get into and crack the skull of the various sadistic love interests as well as the stubborn main character who just didn't know when to sit still. Ugh. But what was even worse than that was the fact that I, Jo-Pil, had become the freaking main character. Yeah, you got that right. I was the poor, hopeless Omega whose role in the novel was to be a weak, helpless, yet stubborn guy who was sold for his huge debt, bought by four powerful Alphas in order to become a breeding machine. They might as well make me their baby mama while they were at it, don't you think? But there was no way I was going to live up to that role. Seriously, why resist being showered with the luxury of life and getting hurt when I could just give them a little neck massage, say a few sweet words to compliment them, and then lie on my back with sun shades on and juice in hand, relaxing for the rest of my life? Maybe it's not as easy as it sounds but I could make it work. I was sure I could. With four powerful Alphas ruling the country at my mercy, I could do anything. But... Were they really at my mercy, though? I mean, I was the one whose huge debt got paid off, right? Welp, maybe I was getting a little over my head. What to do?

"If you want to kill me, you’ll have to survive me first." On one side, we have Cilian Vane. He is an Alpha to the core, and not just an Alpha. He is a fox-eyed bastard who plays chess with people's lives with a smile. And then on the other side, we have Ren Pierce. He is an Omega slave from a fallen mafia family, and now he has one goal: to live long enough to drive a knife through Cillian’s heart. One wants to tease his captive to death. The other wants to strangle his 'master' to death. In this violent relationship between a lethal Alpha and a defiant Omega, the air is thick with pheromones and hatred. In a house where every 'kind' gesture is a trap, only one will come out on top. What will prevail? Is it love, or hate?

Three years ago, the Zahryssar Empire saved the Northern Kingdom of Thalryn from absolute annihilation. In gratitude—and desperation—Duke Veyrhold of Thalryn swore a vow to the Coiled Throne: he would send a bride to the Serpent Emperor. But gratitude soon turned to fear. The ruler of Zahryssar, Zeramet Karash, Prime Alpha of a bloodline, was rumored to be a monster—the Serpent King who wiped out his own bloodline, a ruler no consort had ever survived, and a sovereign who could erase a person’s very identity. No omega stepped forward and the promise remained unfulfilled. Until Zahryssar demanded payment. “If I could save your kingdom,” the Emperor declared, “I can erase it just as easily.” With war threatening once more and innocent lives at stake, the Duke made a final choice to send his own omega daughter—only to be refused by her; she chose death over being sent to a monster. And then, his son stepped forward. Levin Veyrhold, Alpha heir of House Veyrhold—warrior, future heir of Veyrhold—offered himself instead. No Omega could survive the Serpent Emperor… but perhaps an Alpha could. In a world where vows are law, power is biology, and love is the most dangerous defiance of all, can Levin Veyrhold survive the serpent emperor?

Dark romance x mature content x slow burn. ****Blurb***** "Look, I have an Escalade, by the way." Fedora's lips folded. He had no idea what to do with that information, but he figured if he just indulged the man's ego, it would end faster. Faster, my foot. Miguel swallowed hard, his voice dropping to a low, predatory whisper as he leaned in. "All my offers, and any other thing you can wish for... I will get it done." He beat his chest softly, his eyes darkening. "If you can just follow me outside. To the back of my comfy Escalade. It's been a long time since I had a bitch served... in my car." He finished the sentence and swiped his tongue across his lips, biting them with a raw, sexual hunger. He waited for the final reply, already getting high on the thought of cupping that tiny waist with one hand and burying himself in that Chanel-scented skin until the boy pleaded his name in parables. Fedora went stoic. He was completely frozen, the world stopping as the shock and bewilderment hit him like a physical blow. He scoffed in disbelief, his jaw practically hitting the floor. 'Back of the Escalade. Bitches served in a car'. "Me! Fedora!! Bitch!!! Served in the back of a car!!! Unto delicacy!!!! Gosh!!!!!" Fedora muttered, the words replaying in his head like a record skip. A dry, hysterical laugh escaped his lips. Oh, this was the height of it. He wasn't going to stand there and let another man disrespect him. Never. Miguel took another step closer, his head hovering over Fedora's, dominant and sure. The boy hadn't said a word; he was definitely giving in, Miguel thought. He leaned in further, waiting for the "yes" but what came next?! It was, by far, the least expected thing any living human being would have the guts to do to him. Behold, it was no other than a hot, non-withheld, redirective, and resounding SLAP!!!! †††††††† **************** Fedora loved him. Miguel loved him too obsessively. Possessively. To the point where devotion blurred into control. Miguel wanted to be involved in everything that touched Fedora’s life, and he proved, time and again, that he would go against his own will, spill blood, even die if it meant keeping Fedora spoiled, protected, and tethered to him. On the surface, Miguel was everything anyone could dream of. Until Fedora fell so deeply in love that he hit rock bottom and realised the darkness there was too suffocating for both his aesthetic and his sanity. He thought he knew Miguel. He was catastrophically wrong. Fedora had been blind to the beast he let into his heart. The truth comes apart slowly, cruelly: Miguel is the reason Fedora has no family. The reason is that there is no life for him beyond Miguel’s shadow. And worst of all, Fedora had chosen him anyway, his memories erased not by force, but by misplaced devotion. “Pick a gun and empty it into his brain.” The solution sounds simple. It isn’t. Fedora doesn’t know what’s real anymore. He can’t tell if what he shared with Miguel, the man he once humiliated in a bar, the man who later became his lover, was genuine love or a carefully staged performance fueled by manipulation, guilt, and obsession. The cruel irony? Miguel is wrapped around Fedora’s fingers, tight as a rosary around a nun’s hand. And yet, Fedora is still the one trapped. Now he must decide. Will he avenge his family? Will love survive the truth? And if Miguel dies, will it be swift… or slow enough to satisfy the damage left behind? This isn’t a romance. It’s a beautifully brutal descent into love, control, and consequence. Enter at your own risk. ********* . warning!!! Some statements, scenes, and incidents in this book may not sit well with religious readers. [Everything is fictional and not intended to harm or coerce your mind in any way]