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Charlotte “Charlie” Montrose is chaos incarnate in heels. With a chaotic family, a knack for disaster, and a sense of humor sharp enough to survive any social catastrophe, she never imagined stepping into the glittering, dangerous world of Alexander Hartwell. Billionaire CEO, whispered mafia connections, and the kind of man who measures people—and risks—with a single glance, Alexander is everything Charlie shouldn’t want… and everything she can’t stop noticing. Thrown together at a high-stakes corporate gala, Charlie’s wit and unpredictability clash with Alexander’s control, igniting a slow-burn tension that is as thrilling as it is flirtatious. As they navigate opulent parties, family chaos, corporate rivalries, and shadowy threats, their connection deepens amid laughter, danger, and stolen moments of vulnerability. In a world where one misstep can be disastrous, Charlie must balance charm with survival, humor with courage, and love with risk. Can chaos truly thrive in a world built on precision, or will the glittering caviar hide more danger than anyone anticipates? Chaos and Caviar is a witty, thrilling, and glamorous story about love, risk, and the power of embracing life—messy, chaotic, and unforgettable.

The first rule of Duskwind Academy is: never look the Alphas in the eyes. I broke it. Now four of them want me… and the everyone else wants me dead. ______ The werewolf world is falling apart. Packs are crumbling under the rule of corrupt elites, and the Moon Goddess has only one last gamble to restore balance: gifting humans with the wolf’s power. The Moon-Blessed are her chosen saviors, whether they want it or not. Heidi Remington never asked for this fate. Human-born, unwanted, and dropped into Duskwind Pack territory, she’s treated as little more than a servant. Survival is now her only goal. But Duskwind Academy is a battlefield where dominance means everything. And the moment Heidi’s gaze collides with the four untouchable Alpha heirs, everything changes. Why would four Alphas want a nobody like her? Why would they even feel the bond at all? And Heidi? She wasn’t supposed to want them back. Now she’s caught in the deadly pull of four possessive Alphas who refuse to let go. Which Alpha gets the girl? Will she survive the target they've painted on her back? But most especially, will she survive their maddening obsession and rivalry?

I was twenty-six, broke, and sleeping in alleys when I tried to rob the wrong man. One desperate lunge with a cheap knife, one flash of expensive cufflinks under streetlight—and Lucien Varkis had me pinned against brick before I could blink. He didn’t call the cops. He didn’t kill me. He took me home. Now I live in his penthouse, wear his tracker like a collar, and follow him through blood and smoke every waking hour. Personal bodyguard, he calls it. Stray dog is closer to the truth. He dangles the one thing I want more than air: the names, locations, and slow, painful ruin of the relatives who stole my parents’ inheritance and left me with nothing. I told myself I’d take his money, his guns, his revenge—and walk away the second I could. But every time he wraps his fingers around my throat for punishment, every time he patches a bullet graze on my arm at 3 a.m. with hands that tremble just once, every time he pulls me into his lap after a deal goes red and whispers “mine” against my pulse—I feel the leash tightening. I hate him. I crave him. And the sickest part? I’m starting to believe he chose me long before I ever chose the knife. Revenge is the excuse. Survival is the lie. Surrender is what’s coming—and I don’t know if I still want to fight it.

```THE UNMADE. !``` `PROLOGUE` “AAAHHH!” Noel Rowan’s scream tore through the house, a jagged, broken sound that didn’t belong to a child. Pain exploded through his chest. He gasped, clawing at the blood that soaked his shirt, his lungs on fire. His mother shoved him backward—hard. “Go! Get—get down!” Her voice was ragged, terrified, but steady enough to push him to the ground. The world spun as he fell, and the smell hit him first: copper, iron, death. He saw them. Daniel Rowan slumped against the staircase, face a mask of blood, eyes wide and frozen. A dozen dark, unrelenting shapes loomed over him. And then… Milo. His little brother. Still, silent, broken. His bones… snapped like dry twigs under some cruel hand. Noel’s stomach lurched, bile rising. He crawled, useless, toward them, and every shot that ripped through their bodies echoed in his head, the sickening crack of shattered bones, the wet, echoing thud as they hit the floor. “Fucking… move!” someone spat, cold, merciless. But Noel couldn’t move. He could only watch. Could only feel every pulse of horror as Claire’s scream broke like glass in the air, then cut off too quickly, gone, swallowed by the room. “No… No, no, no!” Noel clawed at the floor, at the wall, at air. His own body was screaming now, blood pouring down, chest heaving. Pain had no edges. Pain had no mercy. The shooters didn’t stop. One by one, bone by bone, flesh and life… they dismantled everything he loved. The smell of gunpowder, the smell of fear, the smell of blood and ruined innocence, all mixed in the air, thick, choking, inescapable. He pressed his hands to his wound, tasting iron, tasting grief, tasting rage that had nowhere to go. His mother’s face flashed before his eyes—her eyes wide, her lips trembling as she pushed him aside, sacrificing herself for him. His father… Milo… all gone. Every breath now heavy with emptiness. The room fell silent, finally. The killers left, shadows slipping into the night. But Noel’s scream stayed. It rattled the walls, echoed through his chest, bounced off the ceiling, and burned into the marrow of his bones. He was alive. Somehow. Broken. Shattered. Unmade.

It always starts with an accident. That’s how all these stories go. One moment, you’re minding your own business, and the next, you wake up in someone else’s body. For Caspian, his accident started earlier than he even knew. Maybe it began when his sister got him into romance novels? Or when he started really sympathizing with the villains at the ends of books? He’d never know. It was too late to worry about it now. For now, he had to find a way to fix this nightmare, or rehabilitate his image, all while trying to free himself from the fate set out for him. All because of the damn "gods" who he'd cut a deal with. These were the only two options he had available, and he wasn’t sure he could succeed at either. The man he had taken over for had been…a true piece of work. And the secret villain of the book he had been reading before he passed. It had been a harem novel. A reverse harem novel. He was trapped in a huge ass CASTLE with a bunch of men who hated him because he was taking affection and time away from their shared wife. All Cass wanted to do was be a good person, not mess around with this poor woman and her far too handsome husbands. But why would no one leave him alone? Was he too suspicious? And why, after going out of his way to avoid them like they had asked, did they keep pestering him? And where did the heroine go? How was he going to manage three, handsome men without the heroine?

Alaric came to Ravenshade University for a clean start. A scholarship, a new name among strangers, and the hope that the past wouldn’t follow him into a place built for the rich and untouchable. He was wrong. Ravenshade has a ruler and Silveren doesn’t need a crown to be obeyed. Cold, precise, and feared, his presence bends the campus around him. One mistake is enough to make Alaric his target. They clash. Publicly. Privately. Relentlessly. Silveren expects Alaric to break. Alaric refuses to kneel. As pressure tightens and power games turn personal, hatred sharpens into something far more dangerous. When others begin to circle Alaric offering warmth Silveren never has jealousy awakens an obsession neither of them is prepared for. And when a toxic past resurfaces, dragging old wounds back into the open, the line between control and protection begins to blur. This is not a gentle love story. It’s about power, defiance, obsession, and the slow, painful choice to become something more than what you were taught to be.

**She came to steal a plant. She left utterly destroyed and completely his** Aria Chen is a woman who wears many masks: brilliant hacker, underground artist, medical prodigy. But none of those identities can save her dying mother from a rare disease with only one cure a nearly extinct medicinal plant called Vitalis Radix, cultivated exclusively on the private estate of billionaire CEO Damien Blackwood. Desperate and running out of time, Aria does the unthinkable: she infiltrates his fortress-like mansion as a maid under a false identity, planning to steal the plant and vanish before anyone discovers the truth. The plan is simple. "Get in. Get the plant. Get out." Until she meets him. Damien Blackwood is power incarnate ruthlessly intelligent, devastatingly handsome, and dangerously observant. From their first encounter, the attraction between them is explosive, undeniable, and completely forbidden. When he makes her his personal maid, Aria thinks she's been given the perfect access to complete her mission. She has no idea he's been waiting for her. He knows exactly who she is. And he's going to make her pay. But his punishment won't come in the form of police or prosecution. It comes in whispered commands in the darkness. In his hands claiming every inch of her virgin body. In the way he teaches her that pleasure and control are two sides of the same coin. "You're mine now. Every hole. Every moan. Every desperate whimper when you beg me to let you come." Aria is a virgin who's never experienced desire, never understood her own body's capacity for pleasure. Damien becomes her sexual awakening and her complete undoing. He introduces her to a world of dark eroticism she never knew existed remote-controlled vibrators she must wear while serving his dinner guests, sex in his office while he's on business calls, punishments that leave her marked and aching and desperate for more. She becomes addicted. To his touch. To his dominance. To the way he makes her body sing with pleasures she didn't know were possible. Every encounter pushes her boundaries further. Every night in his bed pulls her deeper into obsession. He's possessive to the point of madness, jealous of every man who looks at her, determined to own not just her body but her very soul. "When I'm done with you, you won't remember your own name. You'll only remember mine." As Aria falls deeper into Damien's web of dominance and desire, her mission becomes impossible to separate from her feelings. Her mother is dying. Time is running out. But every night in his arms makes her question what she's willing to sacrifice. When he finally catches her in the greenhouse, hands covered in soil and guilt written across her face, the confrontation is explosive. "Did you really think I didn't know? That I haven't been ten steps ahead this entire time? You played your game, Aria. Now it's time for mine." Betrayal. Rage. Raw, punishing sex that blurs the line between fury and passion. READER WARNING: This is a DARK EROTIC ROMANCE with explicit sexual content including: ** Virgin heroine's complete sexual awakening ** Dominant alpha hero with possessive/obsessive tendencies ** Power dynamics and consensual control (employer/employee) ** Public sexual situations and exhibitionism elements **Use of sex toys for control and pleasure ** Punishment scenarios (spanking, discipline) ** Intense jealousy and possessiveness ** Morally gray characters who make questionable choices ** Explicit language and graphic sexual scenes ** Pushed boundaries (always consensual) ** Emotional intensity and angst This book contains a GUARANTEED HEA but the journey is dark, twisted, and absolutely filthy. If you want safe and sweet, this isn't your book. If you want a billionaire who plays dirty and a heroine who learns to crave it welcome to Blackwood Estate. "" Where every rule is meant to be broken, every boundary is meant to be pushed, and love is the most dangerous game of all.""

Elena Hayes never knew her sharp tongue would drag her into Damian Volkov’s world—the ruthless billionaire who bends everyone to his will. When her aunt’s fate is tied to his power, Elena has no choice but to obey, signing a contract that chains her to him as nothing more than his plaything. Cold, possessive, and dangerously intoxicating, Damian takes pleasure in testing her limits, while Elena fights with wit and fire she can’t silence. But the deeper she sinks into his world of luxury, power, and obsession, the harder it becomes to tell if she’s a prisoner… or if she secretly craves being his.

After the war, Hogwarts is broken, the stones whisper, the walls still bleed, and the Ministry needs someone to fix it. They send Elara Vale, an alchemist with a reputation for turning chaos into order. She expects ghosts… She doesn’t expect Severus Snape to be one of them. He’s alive, punished into silence, living in the dungeons like part of the castle itself. She’s the witch who once tried to reach him, and failed. Now they’re forced to work together to cleanse what dark magic left behind. But the castle reacts to emotion. Every argument, every glance, every breath between them feeds the spell that binds them. As sabotage spreads through Hogwarts, desire and anger blur into something neither of them can control. To save the castle, they’ll have to face the past… and the one person they swore to forget.

A hero with unique eyes meets a villain who turned out to be her crush?! And he had a crush on her back?!- This HeroxVillian romcom is a funny and laid back story about a villain who made sure his love would be adored for centuries, and a hero who just wanted to be accepted by at least one person. How will Juno and Damien make it work while fighting on opposite sides? Read to find out! Hello- this is ShEePy! this is a small story I wrote for fun. Even if no one reads it, it is nice to get my ideas out there and collect my thoughts. It will be rough, it will be a bit messy sometimes, but hey- that’s growth in my opinion. So if you want to come on this little journey with me, you’re welcome anytime!

An Alpha she can’t escape. A bond that is forbidden. And a baby she must save. ---------------------- It was insanity to abscond from Alpha Kalio. Absolute madness to kidnap his son. And a completely deranged behaviour to run straight into the human territory, hoping that a long aged prophecy would stop the Alpha from chasing her into the forbidden lands. Well, Idalia never claimed to be sane, so she did all that. Enraged, Alpha Kalio chased right after her to get back what was his. Idalia continued running, her plan not being to outrun him forever but to stall him till it was time for the prophecy. However, things quickly go south as she falls into the claws of a human who takes a possibly dangerous interest in her. Now she has more dangerous things to escape from and even far more life-threatening things to protect her son from. There was no way this could get even worse ….or so she thought. —— —— This book contains mature content (graphic violent and intimate scenes). Major changes are been made to the story, please only read the chapters that are marked edited.

Isn’t she a bully? Then why is she suddenly so sweet to me? ... All my life, I’ve remembered her as my nemesis, one of my greatest fears back in high school my wicked desk mate, my evil roommate. I would shiver at the mere mention of her name, ELENA MORGAN, even while trying to keep my composure. There was something about her presence the quiet danger in her gaze, the way she carried power like a crown that always made me tremble. Seven years later, fate played its cruel trick. I met her again, Elena Morgan not as my classmate this time, but as my boss. The heiress to one of New York’s biggest empires, the Solaria Group. I had no choice but to work under her as her secretary. At first, I tried to brace my mind, believing she would still be the tough, ruthless girl I remembered. But I should’ve guarded my heart instead… Because she isn’t just powerful she’s sweet in ways that burn slowly, tenderly, until resistance feels impossible. Slowly, I begin to see the truth the reason behind her coldness in school, and how I had mistaken her quiet protection for cruelty. And now, piece by piece, she dissolves the fear I once felt… replacing it with something far more dangerous, a longing I can’t escape, and a love that I can’t resist.

This is an enemies to lovers trope with a hint of comedy, fantasy and adventure. A determined girl in her last year in highschool works to achieve her goals. Her peace is quickly taken away by a boy who keeps nagging her during class and trying to talk to her. After lying down to observe a blood moon, her hands start tingling and she thinks nothing of it, assuming the weird feeling will go away. A few days later, she finds out she can travel two years in time just by entering the school's library. The girl has to figure out why she was given this power while still struggling to pass her final exams. Alongside the boy, they both go through an adventure in a dangerous realm to stop the curse of the future that was bestowed upon them. Some info about the characters: Vivien Torres (ISTJ/INTJ, Capricorn), bday-19th of January, age: 19 Sylas Jackson (ENTP, Leo), bday- 4th of August, age: 18 Grace Hughes (INFP, Pisces), bday-February 26th, age: 19 Rachel Standford (ENFP, Leo), bday- 30th of July, age: 18 Luis Torres (INFP, Libra), bday- 23rd of September, age: 21 Jude Phillipe (ISTP, Virgo), bday- 12th of September, age: 21 Leonard Lloyd (ENTJ, Scorpio), bday- 2nd of November, age: 28

A knife in the pregnant Luna’s belly. All evidence points to the Alpha’s scorned concubine. Althea didn’t do it. But no one will believe the wolfless omega who was rejected, humiliated, and made his slave. So she runs—straight into the Red Mist and into the jaws of the one creature that even the Alpha hunting her fears. --- Thorne Vargan, the Hellhound of the North Clan, swore bloody retribution on everyone responsible for destroying all he had ever known—especially the woman who beheaded his mother. As fate would twist it, that woman’s daughter stumbles into his hellish domain… And Thorne is not letting her go. He claims her. As captive. As leverage. As vengeance. But the fates have a different tale to weave as something in him hungers for her in ways far more dangerous than hate. Her scent tempts him. Her fear intrigues him. Her secrets threaten to set his blood—and the entire pack system—on fire. And while Thorne pins her to his world with claws and shadow, the Alpha she fled is coming. He wants his little omega back.

MATURE CONTENT (Not suitable for readers under the age 18) Irene Harvey's life comes crumbling when her mate rejects her on their wedding day and her father is arrested by her sworn enemy, Alpha Devon. This takes her back to square one, stripping her of every power she had as an Alpha daughter and turning into an Omega over night. To wash down the misery of being ruined by a man that not only arrested her father but had also killed her brother, she decided to go for a party. In that party, she meets a mysterious man in which she is attracted to. He takes her to his private cabin and they share a hot, steamy night. Irene Harvey’s life comes crumbling the second time when she learnt that the man she shared a steamy night with was Alpha Devon, the man she had always detested and the new Alpha of her Pack. —- “What do you want?” Irene spat, not bothering to flip the light on. His scent that she loathed with every fiber of her being announced him before his lips did. “You,” he replied softly, as if he hadn’t just snapped an innocent man’s neck for merely speaking to her. “You need to leave me alone, Devon.” Her voice crackled with frustration and fury. “You know that’s not possible,” he said, voice smooth as silk. “Stop this madness! What more do you need from me? You took my family, stripped me of my title, forced me into an Omega’s life. You took everything. Just leave. Me. Alone. Please.” In a blink he was inches from her, breath hot on her neck. “You don’t understand what you’ve gotten yourself into. This is do‑or‑die. Either I have you… or I kill every man who even breathes near you.”

*synopsis* "You love him" "He loves you and is obsessed with you You want him" "He wants to be involved in everything that has to do with you" . "He has proven to you that he is willing to go miles against his will to spoil you dirty, maybe even die for you" . "Everybody's dream man right?" "But what happens when you have fallen so deep for this man you hit the rock bottom,Just to find out it's pretty to dark in here for your aesthetic and mental health" . "You think you know him but you are clearly obnoxious to the kind of beast you have fallen for" . "What will you do when you find out that your "all and all" is the reason you don't have a family". " Is the reason you have no option but stick to his side". " Not that, he even had to wipe your memory out of your own will??!!!" "Pick a gun and empty all the bullets in his brain" but that looks easier said than done especially for someone with a heart like Fedora's. because, our Gen-z boy with a killer face card doesn't have a clue now, he doesn't know if all those vibes and experience, those nights he moaned with painful but intriguing pleasure, all that chemistry with Miguel,a man his drunk head humiliated at a bar, who later became his strong love interest. Now fedora can't help but wonder. was this true genuine love or just one of the devil's incarnate: Miguel's manipulative pity and guilt stunts. Fortunately fedora has this man wrapped around his fingers like a rosary on a nun. Will the gen-z care free, spoilt brat avenge his family's death?. What will be the outcome and consequences,will it be a slow or quick or a death that will scare the devil himself for Miguel. Dive into this rollercoaster to find out ********* this is a 3rd person POV book. warning!!!:some statements, scenes and incidents in this book might not sit right with religious readers. [everything is fictional and not intended to harm or coerce your mind in any way]

She was the girl nobody wanted, easy to overlook, easy to blame, and impossible to love. Growing up in her pack taught her early that she would always be the outsider. So she made herself a promise: keep her head down, survive the years, and walk away the moment she turned eighteen. But fate never plays fair. On the night she finally becomes an adult, her wolf awakens at last… and along with it, a mate bond she never asked for. And the mate fate chooses for her? The future Alpha. Her sister’s devoted fiancé. The boy who spent her entire childhood making sure she knew she didn’t belong. She hates him. Despises him. Wants absolutely nothing to do with him. But the bond has other plans. Suddenly, the Alpha-to-be, arrogant, sharp-tongued, and stubborn to the point of madness, can’t breathe without her. He’s furious that fate tied him to the girl he once broke… and even more furious that he can’t stay away from her now. She wants nothing but freedom. He wants her within reach. She keeps pushing him off. He keeps coming back. Because the one girl he never wanted has become the one his wolf refuses to live without. And as long-buried secrets surface, loyalties splinter, and unwanted feelings start to burn between them, one question lingers… Can something broken truly be rebuilt, or have they already crossed the point of no return?

She built an empire to protect her heart. He's the one man who could make her risk it all. Prudence Smith isn't just the CEO of Provida Emporium, a global beauty empire; she is its carefully crafted image, powerful, impeccable, and utterly untouchable. Since a devastating heartbreak in her school years, Prudence has sworn off real love. She built a fortress around her heart, dating only men she can control and financially outmatch, ensuring she can never be hurt again. Her strategy is flawless, until she meets Justin Steele. Justin is everything she's taught herself to avoid: devastatingly charismatic, intellectually her equal, and possessing a fortune that rivals her own. He represents a threat to the emotional walls she has spent a lifetime constructing. Her mind screams danger, but her heart yearns for the connection she's denied herself for so long. Despite her best efforts to push him away, Justin sees through the icy CEO to the wounded woman beneath. He isn't intimidated by her success or her defenses; he's challenged by them. He loves her with a patience and passion that unravels her resolve thread by thread. Now, Prudence faces her greatest fear. Can she lower the shields that have kept her safe for so long and trust the one man who has the power to destroy her? Or will she let the love she never expected slip through her fingers forever?

Elara never believed in haunted houses… until one decided she belonged to it. Now, a sentient home, secrets older than memory, and a mysterious guardian named Lucien have dragged her into a world she can’t escape. Every corner hides whispers, every shadow tests her courage, and every heartbeat brings her closer to truths she might not survive. Lucien says he’s protecting her but protection comes with a cost, and some doors are meant to remain closed. Will she master the power within her, or will the house and the past consume everything she loves? Slow-burn romance, deadly secrets, and a choice that could change the world await in this urban fantasy tale.