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The Alpha Chose My Maid, So I Married The Rogue King

My husband thought I was his doormat Luna until I became his ruin. … I was the Goldbane heiress. Gideon Vexwood was the lowborn wolf I married for love. I thought we were building a kingdom; I didn’t realize he was building my coffin. In one night, my world shattered. A tragic accident claimed my father’s life and stole my unborn child, leaving my body permanently broken. With the Pack Council threatening to strip my title unless I produce an heir, I was forced into a desperate gamble. I trusted my husband. I trusted my loyal maid. Together, we struck a secret surrogate deal to save the Goldbane’s right to the Alpha seat. I thought it was our salvation. I didn't know it was a trap. While I drowned in grief, Gideon and his mistress were celebrating my downfall, manipulating the very contracts meant to save me to turn me into a servant in my own home. They called it strategy. I called it war. For seven years, I played the victim. I endured their cruelty, letting them think they’d won while I forged a secret alliance with the only man they truly fear: Jarek Ashthorne. The infamous Rogue King. A man who rules the underworld with an iron fist and holds a debt to my father that he has never forgotten. He was supposed to be my weapon of revenge. I didn't expect him to be my salvation. Now, as the secrets of that fatal night emerge, the long game is finally over. They took my child. They stole my life. Now, I’m coming for their crowns. ____ Jarek hauled me forward until my chest collided with the rigid planes of his torso. “You have no idea, Elowen. Everything about you... every tear you shed for a man who doesn't deserve you… It’s all my business.” I shivered, but I clamped down on the sensation instantly. “Get your hands off me! I know what you’re doing. I’ve heard the stories, Jarek. Stay away from my marriage, stay away from my pack. And you better stay away from my life!” Yet, he pressed his face into the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply. “Is that what you call it, Elowen? I call it a wake-up call. But if you’d rather go back to your ‘Alpha’ and pretend that the walls aren’t closing in, be my guest.”
HeeSha_TA · 25.5k Views

Taming the Beast World with a Frying Pan

[Warning: Mature Content R-18+] Ren, a world-class chef with a low tolerance for idiots, didn't plan on dying. She definitely didn't plan on waking up in a jungle where the men have ears, tails, and absolutely zero concept of personal space. Welcome to the Beast World, where "courtship" usually involves a dead carcass at your feet and a very direct sniff of your behind. Ren’s goal? Survival. The Beastmen’s goal? Breeding. Armed only with a cast-iron skillet and a Gourmet Hunter System that trolls her as much as it helps, Ren realizes she has a unique problem. Her cooking is so good it cures the beasts' "Feral Madness." The side effect? It makes them incredibly… frustrated. Now, she’s stuck with four apex predators who look at her like she’s the main course. Ren just wants to open a restaurant and introduce civilization to these savages. Unfortunately, they’re more interested in glazing her buns than the ones in the oven. Warning: Contains heavy comedy, shameless flirting, accidental flashing, and a slow burn that will leave you as thirsty as the male leads. ----- Excerpt: "Put that down!" Ren shrieked, wielding her spatula like a sword. Kael, the massive White Tiger beastman, froze. He was currently naked, gloriously muscular, and holding her lace underwear between two sharp claws like it was a delicate flower. "This," Kael grumbled, sniffing the fabric deeply, "smells like you. But why is it so small? It covers nothing. Is this a courting gift?" "It’s a thong, you over-sized house cat! Give it back!" "No," Kael growled low in his throat, his golden eyes darkening with heat as he stepped closer, backing her into the kitchen counter. "If you want it back, you’ll have to take it from me. Preferably with your teeth." [System Notification: The Target 'Kael' has entered Mating Heat. Recommended Action: Run... or appease the beast.] Ren looked at the system screen, then at the eight-pack abs in front of her. "I hate this world." ** Let's Connect: Instagram: dolly_.roma Discord: DollyRoma#7887
DollyRoma · 391.3k Views

Naruto: Starting with Gifting Sharingan, Forging Invincibility

Naruto: God-Forged Arsenal – Starting with White Fang’s Blade Transmigrated as an adorable Uchiha boy, Naraku awakens the ultimate Forging Master System. He starts small—handing out god-tier weapons in Konoha. Later? He arms the entire shinobi world… then sits back and watches them slaughter each other for his profit. Every swing of his blades feeds him: Attributes • Abilities • Talents • Ninjutsu • Kekkei Genkai • Bloodlines The higher their mastery, the stronger the weapon grows—and the bigger his rewards. Anyone killed by—or dying while wielding—his creations? Their soul is harvested straight into his Shinigami Hall. Slogan that terrifies the ninja world: “Fight like your life depends on it… or become brothers inside Naraku’s Human Emperor Banner!” From Kirikabe Ichimonji and Muramasa to Demon-Wrapping Blades, Haki Seeds, Devil Fruits, Ryūjin Jakka… his arsenal becomes the most coveted power in existence. Through blood, souls, and obsession, Naraku forges his path to godhood—becoming the one true deity of the ninja realm… and eventually stepping into even deadlier worlds. Konoha’s final plea: “Lord Naraku, come home! We were wrong! Stop arming outsiders—name any beauty in the village and she’s yours!” Overpowered transmigration • Ruthless weapon tycoon • Multi-heroine harem • Dark soul-harvesting system • World-arming chaos • Ascending to True God One forger. One system. One inevitable empire of blades and blood. This is a Translational Story.
INKSHADOWS · 18.9k Views