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Jasmine Towers married billionaire Keith Acland in an arranged marriage meant to benefit two powerful families. There was no love, no romance—and Jasmine accepted it. As the CEO’s wife, she devoted herself to maintaining the perfect image and raising her son to become the rightful heir of the Acland family. Everything collapses when Keith’s former lover returns… with a child she claims is his. Overnight, Jasmine’s position is questioned. Her son’s inheritance is threatened. And the woman who once stood quietly beside her husband is pushed out of her own home. Betrayed by her husband and abandoned by high society, Jasmine is forced into a ruthless battle for survival—where losing means watching her son lose everything. In a world ruled by power, bloodlines, and money, Jasmine must fight to protect her child… and reclaim what was stolen from her.

After giving everything she had to her father—including her loyalty, her dignity, and the trust of a husband she betrayed—Olivia was cast aside in the most brutal of ways. Her father, the Duke, petitioned the Emperor not only to strip her of her title, but to have her head shaved, her body mutilated, and her reputation dragged through the dirt by parading her half-naked through the capital. In a final act of cruelty, he revealed that he had never seen her as a daughter, but merely a tool to rid himself of her husband. In an act of mercy defying imperial decree, her brother ended her torment with a swift stroke of his sword. But death was not the end. Olivia awakens to find herself months before her execution—alive, aware, and burning with the knowledge of what is to come. This time, she vows to be the wife her husband deserved... and to make every last one of them pay for what they did to her. ​She has returned from the ashes, and this time, her wings are made of steel. Will she find redemption in her husband's arms, or will the fire of revenge consume them both?"

[Warning] This story contains mature themes including dark romance, obsession, power play, and elements of BDSM. Expect emotional manipulation, shame dynamics, and unconventional relationships. Reader discretion is advised. If there was one person Evangeline Hidalgo would kill,it would be Vincenzo Del Toro. But for the sake of her purity,she knew the only weapon she could possess should not have his blood on them--his tears would make a good substitute. *** Obsession is a damning fate and Vincenzo willingly walks towards it. From his expensive purchase of his bride to the sickening need to possess every breathing inch of her-Vincenzo finds himself in a one man cult.

“These bedchambers have missed your scent.” His voice, low and rough, made her pulse quicken. Her fear surged, boundless, as he closed the stained glass doors behind him. “Please…don't do this,” she pleaded, trembling as he pulled her close, his touch burning against her skin. “You fled this place while carrying my child. Why did you come back?” he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck as they had so many times before. "But you chased me all the way back!" her lips met his crushing her mouth with a forceful kiss burning her up. She groaned trying to free herself but it was a futile attempt. Dragging her to bed as she tried another futile attempt to escape he stripped her with rough yet controlled hands. "You could've casted me out of there. Gotten married to your ex. You had a better choice given," he kissed her collarbone. " But here you are laying beneath me as it was that night. When you were just a clueless innocent virgin." he grinned sarcastically. “I… don’t know,” she managed, her voice barely a whisper still trying to move away from his touch. "It useless to defy me. Now this is the only place left for you." And he reclaimed her with burning passion rendering her attempts to refuse him and escape him futile. ----->>>>> Luciana Mircea de Amanécer, princess of the Holy Empire that ruled the skies, had once lived in a world of beauty and privilege—a devoted father, joyful sisters, wealth, and a loving fiancé. Yet that life shattered with a single conversation. One day, her father appeared in her chambers, eyes solemn, bearing news that upended her world. “You will be married,” he said, but the name wasn’t that of the man she cherished. Instead, she was to be wed to the ruthless crown prince of the rival Demon Empire, an alliance forged to quell the simmering tensions between their kingdoms. “Father, please…” she begged. “My child,” he murmured, his voice heavy with regret. “It is your duty as the firstborn princess. This marriage will protect the realm… and your little sisters.” For the first time in her life, Luciana saw him bow to her, his plea wordless but clear. Yielding to her father’s desperate request, she accepted her fate. In a single day, she went from princess to wife, her dreams abandoned and her future reshaped. But worse yet the man who she was supposed to be wedded was replaced by a more ruthless hound. A more agonizing revelation that he was a slave with empty title in name. The white wedding gown was soon stained crimson, marking her descent into a life she could never have anticipated. Could she learn to accept a man for whom compassion was an unfamiliar luxury, or would the love she had left behind rise to rescue her?

In a world where Lycans have placed themselves above every other species, and hybrids are deemed a taboo of nature and a threat to all, Nara, the two-spirit hybrid princess of a nomad clan, is captured by the ruthless reigning Lycan King, Kaedyr and forced into slavery alongside her people. With her parents taken by the Lycan king, Nara tries her best to be the source of strength and hope her people need while in the slave encampment. A proposition comes from the palace from the Queen Dowager for Nara to marry the King and produce a male heir in return in favour of saving her people from captivity and her parents from death row. chance for freedom for her people and the possibility of saving her parents from death row. Nara agrees to the Queen Dowager's offer, but the sudden appearance of Prince Lyrien is set to unsettle Nara's resolve. She finds herself fighting against her growing attraction for King Kaedyr while trying to brush off the advances of the enigmatic Lycan Prince, Lyrien. Can Nara set aside her pride for the sake of her people and the lives of her parents? Is she ready to face the truth of the part she played in what led to her people being captured? Will the Lycan King Kaedyr fall for the brash yet soft hybrid princess or will he see the hidden truth behind her motive? Does Nara possess the tenacity to navigate the treacherous landscape of palace politics? How will she handle threats from outside and within? Can she also be the eyes and ears the Queen Dowager expects her to be without hurting the ones she cares about along the way? Can she forgive those who have wronged her or will her growing desire for revenge consume her?  Join me as we dive into this world of supernaturals, with a little blend of humans and an insane amount of deceit, betrayal, Lycan politics, passion, tension, and forbidden love, where the line between good and evil, right and wrong is constantly blurred.

“You look like a cursed, weak, and forgotten son of Drakonia.” Ero gasped audibly. “My lady!” He moved to speak again, but Ashen raised a hand and stopped him. “Coming from someone who can’t see,” Ashen said dryly, “don’t you think that’s quite the overestimation?” Lumina smiled, then moved closer to him. Ashen stiffened at her action. She shouldn't have known exactly where he stood, yet her steps brought her directly before him. “I am blind,” she said quietly, “but I am not weak or stupid. Let’s make a deal.” Ashen’s eyes narrowed. “What kind of deal?” “Two years,” she said, her voice unwavering. “You help me find the one person who can restore my sight… and in return, I will help you gain recognition in this realm.” ******** Blinded, by her late mother so as to protect her from the evil ones, she lives the life of an outcast and is underestimated. Princess Lumina hides dangerous secrets behind her calm grace. In the shadows of court betrayal, she’s forced to outwit her enemies, even if it's her own family. While across the realm, Ashen, the cursed prince of Drakonis, drinks to forget a life of disdain and is also known as the weak one. But when a mysterious girl brushes past him, unseen something inside him awakens. A heartbeat that isn’t his, it’s the first time this is happening, he wants her and he must get her.

PS: FL isn’t a pushover In her previous life, Marissa Austen and her sister, Ashlyn Austen were forced to choose between two men―Derek Thompson. The Grand Duke of Denver. He’s the cold, unfeeling older brother and Carlos Thompson. The bastard son of the Thompsons. He’s the charming, magnetic younger brother. Ashlyn chose Derek, convinced it was her path to luxury. But when she found her husband forever absent and unloving, whispers of his infidelity spread and was eventually thrown out of the duchy, envy consumed her. Meanwhile, Marissa’s husband was rising in power, day by day closing the gap with his brother and finally gaining the title of the Grand Duke. Blinded by jealousy, Ashlyn dragged them both to their deaths. When Marissa opened her eyes, she was back on the day their wedding carriages were arriving at the church’s courtyard. This time, Ashlyn insisted she switch carriage with Marissa. Her intention: To take the younger brother. But she never knew the truth: every of his achievements were because of Marissa, and he was not what he seemed. And Marissa was only too glad to claim the older brother as her own. What does fate have in store for the two sisters?

In a world that has moved into the modern age, one ancient law still rules the empire. The Emperor Alpha must marry into every pack to bind the empire together and ensure that no pack is ever forgotten. Twelve packs. Twelve marriages. One by one, the most powerful packs offer their Alpha-blood princesses to Emperor Harris, sealing their place in the empire through marriage. All except the weakest pack. They have no princess. Only one prince, an omega born into an Alpha bloodline. From the moment of his birth, he was considered a failure. A son where a daughter was needed. An omega where an alpha was expected. His existence pushed his pack even lower, it was almost erased and distributed among the higher ranks, but the empire is built on one absolute rule: There must always be twelve packs. And Emperor Harris will not break the law. Now, the empire faces an impossible choice. If the law demands marriage… And the pack has no princess… Will the Emperor Alpha marry a male omega, -something history has never seen? Or will one pack finally be erased forever?

Sold by her own father, she walked into a marriage the world called a curse — only to discover the man in the wheelchair was far more dangerous than her past. ____ Liu Yifei: Dad, how could you do this to me? I am your biological daughter. Whatever you did to me till date, I never questioned you. But today it has crossed all limits, this is a question of my life, after all “How could you arrange my marriage to a paralyzed man?” "Slap..!** Father Liu: How dare you speak to me loudly and question me? Don't forget that you are in my house, you eat my food, you wear my clothes and instead of repaying my favor, you are questioning me..! You too are a ill-mannered and bad character like your mother. I wish you too had died along with your mother, then I would not have to see these days. Tears welled up in Liu Yifei's eyes. She has endured a lot of physical abuse, but she has never felt as bad as she does today from her father's words. *** Liu Yifei is the eldest daughter of a respected family in Shenzhen. But his condition in the family is worse than that of a servant. Ever since her father remarried, her stepmother and step-siblings never miss a chance to put her down. And the surprising thing is that her father also supports her stepmother and stepbrothers and sisters. Her father has changed a lot since his second marriage. ___ My dear grandson, we are doing this for your own good. If we knew who your girlfriend was, we wouldn't have gotten you married to someone else. But trust me that girl is very nice, you are 28 years old now you also need a life partner who can take care of you.. "Zhang's grandmother said to her only grandson. Zhang is not at all happy with his arranged marriage. Although he has not told this to anyone, but his grandfather and grandmother are the only people who understand him without him speaking. *** Zhang Xiao is the only son of China's richest businessman, but sadly, his entire body is paralyzed except his head. Zhang Xiao was a living example of a spoiled child of a rich father, but at the age of 18, a mistake he made changed his entire life. His passion was driving cars and one day, after an accident while racing, the doctors declared him permanently paralyzed. ________ [ Warning ] The story will also contain 18+ scenes so read at your own risk This is my first story. I hope my dear readers will like the story and support me.

WARNING!!! -Explicit and Dark Romance- For years after Livana lost her sight, she lived in the gilded cage of her family’s expectations—engaged to the man chosen for her, confined to the shadows while he managed the empire her mother left behind. But blindness didn’t make her powerless. She heard everything. The whispers in the other room. The treachery in her fiancé’s voice. The betrayal woven into every conversation with her cousin, all caught by the devices she secretly planted. She had a plan to escape—one she’d crafted meticulously. Until her sister proposed something far more dangerous. Involve the Blackwells. Their family’s most hated rivals. The ones Livana had been raised to despise. And the man her sister suggested? *Damon Blackwell.* The arrogant bastard who had tormented her since childhood. The same man she’d once—*against her better judgment*—ended up in bed with after being drugged and set up. The idea was reckless. Madness. But the thought of burning her engagement to Knox to the ground, of watching her father and stepmother’s fury as she tied herself to their enemy? Delicious. What she didn’t expect was Damon’s obsession. He was ruthless. Unhinged. Exactly what she should have anticipated from the heir to the Blackwell mafia. But Livana was no damsel. If he thought he could control her, he was wrong. She had her own games to play. And this time, she wouldn’t be the one losing.

“You will marry him and you will go with him today,” Marcell's words echoed through the room as Evangeline sat on the floor, touching her face. Her cheek stung with intense pain from a fierce slap as she looked up at her father daring not to respond. He pulled her up off the floor by the collar of her snowy blue dress. Forcing her to look into his eyes. “I'm not asking you anymore, I'm telling you, the offer he made is worth more than your entire life. The amount of gold he offered will pay off all my debts and leave me living comfortably for the rest of my life. You have no choice in the matter, you will marry him,” He demanded, his shouts stinging her ears. She raised her hand, weakly pushing on his chest. “I want to marry Cade, I have no interest in a man I barely know,” She cried, barely able to speak. “You have no choice,” He barked, grabbing onto her face, “You will marry who I tell you to marry. I've already accepted the dowry.” She whimpered in pain as he threw her to the ground. Her cheeks now revealing light bruising. “Father please,” She begged, crawling over to his legs, grabbing hold of them, “Please I want to be with Cade, don't make me go to a man I don't know. Don't make me marry someone else.” He kicked her off, sliding her across the floor. “That forest boy, you always talk about that forest boy. You know nothing about him, you have no idea of his origins, you say you love him but you've never seen his face because he hides from you. Only ever speaking to you from a distance, sometimes I wonder if he's even real or if you're just imagining things to get out of your duties as the daughter of a noble,” He snickered. “He's real,” She screamed, using up all her energy, “He's real and he loves me and I love him. I won't marry anyone else. I refuse, and if you make me go I'll make the Grand Duke wish he never asked for my hand in the first place.” “You're going Evangeline, you are going to live with His Royal Highness and you will behave yourself or else I'll come over there and make you behave,” He warned, towering over her, “This is an opportunity of a lifetime, you should be thanking me for helping you become a Royal instead you throw this tantrum and think I will put up with this nonsense? Well I won't! Not now, not ever. Now get dressed and pack your things, the carriage will be here to take you before nightfall and you will go even if you have to be taken there kicking and screaming…”

"It was just for show... until he kissed me like he meant it." Lily Liang has always been the Liang family’s dirty secret—an illegitimate daughter used as a pawn. When she’s forced into an engagement with the elusive ghost heir of the Shulong empire, Lihyun Shulong, it’s just another gilded cage. But Jinhai Shulong, Lihyun’s brother has other plans. Knowing his brother's love for another woman and to save his brother from a loveless marriage, he strikes a dangerous deal with Lily: fake a romance, ruin the wedding, walk away clean. To go against what their parents had decided. It’s supposed to be business. Nothing more. Until every stolen glance and staged touch feels achingly real. Jinhai can’t stop craving the very woman he’s sworn to use, and Lily can’t tell where the lie ends and the truth begins. If Jinhai gives in, he risks betraying his own brother and destroying them both. But if he walks away, he’ll lose the only woman he’s ever wanted—straight into his brother’s arms. EXTRA CHAPTER FOR EVERY [1 - BOOK REVIEW] [3 - CHAPTER COMMENTS] REGULAR UPLOADS EVERYDAY!

She was schemed against by her twin sister and got involved with that mysterious CEO she couldn't afford to provoke and couldn't avoid. After marriage, he indulged her to an outrageous and lawless extent. She wanted a divorce, and he pursued her domineeringly.

Her sister's fiance was said to be dead in an accident, but her parents won't give up on this marriage for their own benefits. Of course, they won't sacrifice her sister - she's always the favored daughter. But as for her, well, they never cared for her. That's how she became a substitute bride for her sister, marrying a dead person. Until she finds out... he wasn't dead at all!

When she was six, he told her, "I will stay with you," and "Wait for me." But he left and never returned. Fifteen years later, she meets him again at university—but is he still the same person? His grandmother's mysterious death, her parents’ deliberate concealment, and the forgotten childhood betrothal... The entire truth is buried in that summer afternoon when she was six.

Celeste had never felt loved. Living under the Dyers' roof, she had always been reminded of how unwanted she was. A charity case. A guest who had overstayed her welcome. There was nothing new about it-even she knew that. She had learned to make herself small. So when Marianne suddenly began treating her with warmth and affection, Celeste knew something had changed. She was no longer invincible. She didn't have to shrink herself. Didn't have to walk on eggshells. Her long-time wish finally came true, to be loved again by the people she called family. But it all came with a price. A price Celeste found absurd. There had always been a reason behind her aunt's kindness, and this time was no different. All Celeste had to do was marry a billionaire who had asked for her hand. It was fishy. Everything about it felt laughable. Celeste knew she wasn't worth marrying a billionaire. If anyone was, it was Lydia, Marianne's daughter. She was the obvious choice. But the mysterious billionaire had asked for Celeste specifically. And she wasn't given a choice. The moment she wrote her name on the marriage certificate, her life took a sudden turn. She woke up to the truth that she had been sold off to the Blackwells, the richest family in the world. But that wasn't the dreadful part. Celeste hadn't been sold to just anyone, she had been sold to Aiden Blackwell. And Aiden Blackwell was a madman. The mad heir of Richard Blackwell. ——————— "N-no please, please sir. T-this is w-wrong.." Aiden's fingers slowed down, but didn't stop it's slow stride, his brows furrowed as he stared at his wife. Her lips trembled but no more words came out. She still looked scared, but a little panicked now. "Is it wrong to touch my wife?" He asked, his fingers moving traitorously slow. Color painted Celeste's cheeks at his words. Was there a word to describe the feeling in between fear, panic and embarrassment? Celeste felt all three. Though he wasn't running wild now, she could see why he was referred to as the mad heir. Who touches a stranger like that just because she was called his wife? Aiden suddenly stopped, causing Celeste to tense up. Her eyes slowly found his face in the dark room, the little spill of light coming from somewhere in the room giving away his change in expression. His brows were drawn together at first, then a smirk crept up his lips. It was a slow movement and a sudden shift. Celeste watched as his eyes moved from her robe to her face, with his smirk growing darker. "Are you naked wife?" He asked the known, an evil glint in his eyes that set off alarms in Celeste's head. He'd found out she wasn't wearing anything under the robe, a normal person would let her go right? Hopefully he was normal to that extent. Aiden's smirk deepened as he continued. "And you're not here to seduce me?" He asked accusingly. Celeste's eyes widen, her lips parting wordlessly as she took in the accusation, feeling his fingers continue its slow trail. "You're in my bed, wearing nothing under your robe, isn't that seduction little lamb?" He asked, his voice low. "N-no b-but I-I.." Without warning he leaned in, so close Celeste could feel his breath brushing her face. "Shh, let me touch what's mine, wife."

After decades of bloodshed, a forced marriage is the last, desperate bid for peace. Warren never wanted an alpha. He certainly never wanted Jordan, the rival prince whose very existence feels like a threat. Now, bound to him, Warren fights a losing battle against an attraction that could destroy the life he’s built. For Jordan, this marriage is the final, bitter order of a long war. He resolved to endure a placid, powerless spouse as his duty. Warren is, however is hostile and cunning, and his fierce challenge is the first thing that has felt real to Jordan in years. Now, with a key border treaty pending, Warren discovers a plot that could push them back to war. Telling Jordan means trusting the enemy he shares a bed with. Keeping the secret means upholding the very lies that started this war in the first place. His loyalty to his country or to the man he’s beginning to want will decide the destiny of both.

How would a wolf birth a witch and a witch wed the Devil’s Bone? Lucrezia Bathory has lived as an outcast from her pack until married to the rumored Devil’s Incarnate of Dreadwyn. A land built on souls of the dead and the throne of human bones—an ugly creature of the dark with sharp fangs, claws, and a monstrous form—known to eat the flesh of the innocent, and drink the marrow of the wicked. To protect her family and House Bathory, Lucrezia carries the cross as sacrifice to prove her birthright. But who knew the creature wedded wasn't as described in the tome as ‘ugly’ but a Sin destined to lure her astray. A Daydream disguised as a Nightmare, and a Nightmare of many colors. *** EXCERPT “You want to know what I want?” He stepped forward, pinning her gaze deep into his bright hazel eyes, reminding her sanity she just treaded the wrong question. When he drew closer, she stepped back, heart drumming loud that its rhythmic sound replaced the sudden silence sealed with heat, until the back of her legs hit the table behind, taking her weight along its surface. Gods… she was only wearing a silk night gown, and the windows were perfectly closed, hearth warm enough against the cold yet she was burning. “I can’t breathe, Lucreiza,” He pronounced her name like a sinful prayer, and she gulped, her mouth almost hanging from delusion. “I can't breathe because you’re fucking me with your scent. I’m going crazy with every passing second I breathe, and seeing you like this, utterly bare, makes me want to make you beg.” It was so short, but she could feel every power, every restrian, every pleasure, just by words alone. How insane can it drive her, were determined by her reaction. Unknown emotions she has never felt before, emotions that heated and chilled her all at the same time. A gasp escaped her lips when he pressed closer, and her legs parted unconsciously, conceding to his unexpressed demand. Now she was pinned in between the body of a monster. One whom she should fear, but felt… expectation? He leaned in and she stuttered a breath, throwing her head back as his fangs grazed her skin in a manner that’s supposed to make her crawl. Run. But instead, it made her desperate. “You don't know even half of what I want, half of what I need.” At this point, Lucreiza’s mind was a totally mess that nothing else registered apart from what he was doing to her. “I’m not just the monster you should fear, witch. I’m the Devil you should deny,” That was the thing… she couldn’t reject him. Fear him. Stir clear. Run. Nothing else made sense to her apart from the burning flames in her chest, the one she never knew when exactly it transpired. The world seemed to cease when she opened her mouth and uttered the damnation, that even the heavens screamed warning from above. “Y-yes,” she whispered, voice hanging from ecstasy. “M-Make me b-beg,” PS: MATURED CONTENT. #webnovel

I was 16 the first time I saw Luca. He had spared me one glance. One simple glance that gave me hope and made me dream. For the first time in my life, I wished I could fly, because before him, I was nothing but a bird in a cage, born to be rejected and cast aside. That is what I get for being born a male omega in a world ruled by Alpha Males, were female omegas were priced possession and a male omega such as me was deemed a curse. I was a plague to my pack, a runt and a curse to my parents who pretty much gave up on me on the night I presented as an Omega, instead of the beta son they had hoped for. I had accepted life as it was until the day Luca showed up in my life for the second time. I was 18, and he was 27. This time he came for me. He wanted me, as his mate, as his Luna. For the first time in my life, someone wanted me. It didn't matter to me that I went from one cage to a bigger one. At least the cage Luca put me in came with luxury and a comfortable life. It didn't matter to me that Luca hid me from the rest of the world, what mattered was that he came home to me every night and he loved me. That was what I thought, until the night he came home to tell me he was marrying me off to the Undead King of the North. Shocked. My mate was going to give my hand in marriage to a being who was neither alive nor dead. An Alpha whose only goal was chaos and suffering. How was I going to survive this new cage if it’s going to be filled with thorns and blades?

Black Lady tells the story of Linda Lee, a young woman whose life falls apart after the murder of her father, Harrison Olu. The killer isn’t a stranger—it’s her own uncle, Marcus Olu, a man driven by greed and ambition. Linda refuses to let grief destroy her. Instead, she trains hard in karate, ready to fight back against anyone who threatens her. With her close friends Sofia, Alex, and the mysterious Jae Min, she digs into her family’s secrets and prepares for the battles ahead. But Marcus won’t stop until she’s gone. He sends assassins and sets traps, determined to crush her before she can rise against him. In the middle of all this, Linda clashes with William Adams—the arrogant heir who pushes every one of her buttons. What starts as constant fights slowly shifts into an attraction she doesn’t want to admit. Now Linda is caught between enemies who want her dead, a love she doesn’t trust, and the weight of her own past. If she wants to survive, she’ll have to decide whether to give in to the darkness or rise above it as someone no one can silence.