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Undressed By The Mafia God

Warning: Heavy sexual content and a fucked up male lead. Throw morally grey out the window. Excerpt: "Do you trust me?" His hand drifted to her neck. If he had asked her to walk into the fire with him right then, to tumble willingly into chaos, she would have said yes without hesitation. Her entire body shivered as she nodded, heart hammering, her pulse a wild drum against her ribs. "Always use your words, Bambola. Do you trust me?" he asked again. "Yes…yes…" Her back arched against him instinctively, skin flushed and glistening, every nerve screaming, every muscle taut and alive. Luca's other hand tightened at her neck, squeezing until she gasped for breath. The sensation was exquisite and terrifying, every nerve ending alight as he manipulated the fine line between restriction and pleasure. Vee squeezed her eyes shut, nails digging into his arm as she clung to him, her breath rattling in her chest. He sensed her reaching the edge and drove her closer, the hand at her neck tightening harder. "Luc…" she choked out, a fragmented plea that shattered as her body convulsed, releasing a hot, desperate wave against his fingers and the rug beneath them. Synopsis: She insulted the devil. He decided to own her. Veronica Scalese walks into New York’s elite club, ‘Commissioned’ by accident—and mouths off to the wrong man; Luciano Genovese popularly known as ‘The Devil’. He grants favours but gets your soul in return. When Luca comes to collect a debt from her father, the payment demanded is flesh. Veronica becomes both Luca’s weakness and his obsession. He burns his empire to the ground to keep her. Undressed by the Mafia God is a mafia romance story where power is foreplay, love is a liability, and the most terrifying thing a god can do… is fall. From the author that brought you: 1. Defying The Rogue Alpha 2. The Vampire's Luna 3. Undressed By His Arrogance
JoyceOrtsen · 290.6k Views

ONE YEAR, FIVE MILLION, AND YOU

What's the price of one year of your life? For Lara Whitfield, the math is simple. A hospital bill she can't pay. Twin sisters whose tuition gap financial aid won't touch. A mother fighting her way back from illness. And a dream — a catering business called Whitfield's, mapped out in a green notebook she keeps under her mattress — that waitressing wages will never reach. She's been holding her family together since she was nineteen. She knows how to survive. What she doesn't know is how to say yes to something this reckless. Then Callum Mercer walks into her diner. He's thirty-three, the CEO of Mercer Holdings, and the kind of man who has never once been late to anything — including, apparently, the moment he decides to propose a business arrangement to a woman he's never met. His father's will carries a condition: marry before his thirty-fourth birthday, or lose the inheritance. The woman named in that will — recommended, not required — is Lara. The offer is five million dollars. One year. A contract that protects them both. She has twenty-four hours to decide. She says yes. But here's what neither of them planned for. They planned for logistics. For public events and shared spaces and the careful choreography of two private people learning not to collide. They planned for performance — the practiced ease of a couple that has something to prove. They didn't plan for 6 AM coffee already made when she gets to the kitchen. They didn't plan for sticky notes multiplying on a refrigerator that's never had anything on it before. They didn't plan for the way she'd talk about her dream and he'd listen — really listen — and quietly dog-ear the page. They didn't plan for the farmer's market at dawn, or cardamom cake that tastes like a memory he'd buried, or the specific way she laughs in the kitchen — unguarded, real — that he's started protecting without meaning to. And Lara didn't plan to understand him. To see, underneath the precision and the walls, a man who learned to provide for people because he never learned to be present for them. A man who was built by a father who loved a company more than a son, and who has spent thirty years quietly, methodically, making sure he never needed anyone enough to be abandoned. She didn't plan to become the exception. The contract has one rule she can't break. Don't fall in love. He said it on day one, flat and informational, the way you'd put a warning label on something dangerous. She laughed. She meant it, at the time. There was a reason she took this deal, and the reason was practical, and she was not the kind of woman who lost herself in circumstances she walked into with open eyes. But seven months in, she writes in the back of her green notebook — the one she only ever uses for business plans — I didn't plan to love him. It happened in the Tuesday mornings. And somewhere across the penthouse, Callum is on the phone with his oldest friend, saying the only honest thing he has left: "I don't want the contract to end." One Year, Five Million, and You is a slow-burn contemporary romance about two people who chose each other for the wrong reasons and stayed for the right ones. It's about what happens when survival and love arrive at the same door. When the most controlled man in the room meets the one woman who sees him without needing anything back. When a deal meant to stay clean becomes the most real thing either of them has ever been part of. It's about holding things together and learning — finally, reluctantly, beautifully — to be held. The contract was for one year. What they built was permanent. Perfect for readers who love: Slow-burn billionaire romance · Enemies-to-lovers tension · Emotionally complex leads who earn every inch of their happy ending · Stories where love isn't a lightning bolt but a slow, quiet fire that takes everything you have to walk toward
2game · 7.4k Views

TERMS AND CONDITIONS:LOVE NOT INCLUDED

Wren Calloway has exactly two things going for her: a steady job at a diner she loves, and a dream she hasn't been able to afford yet. Then a man in a suit that costs more than her rent sits down in her section — not to order food, but to offer her a contract. One year of marriage. Five million dollars. And a credit card with no limit. Beckett Harlow doesn't want a wife. He wants his inheritance. His dying father's will is brutally simple — marry within six months or watch the billion-dollar Harlow empire pass to a cousin who'll burn it to the ground. The only woman his father will accept is the waitress who's been serving him decaf every Tuesday for three years. Beckett thinks she's a gold-digger. She thinks he's an insufferable prick. They're both wrong. They just don't know it yet. What starts as a transaction — signed, sealed, strategically airtight — cracks open the moment they're forced to actually live together. Because you can't share a kitchen at 2 a.m., carry someone inside when they've fallen asleep in the car, or hold a man's hand in the doorway of his dead brother's life without the contract becoming irrelevant. The elite world they're navigating is vicious, the opposition is relentless, and the clock is always running. But the real war isn't in the boardroom. It's in the space between two people who agreed to perform love and accidentally started feeling it. Terms and Conditions: Love Not Included is a slow-burn romance about what happens when the deal expires and neither party wants to leave — 140 chapters of tension, tenderness, and the quiet devastation of falling for someone you were never supposed to keep. The terms were simple. The feelings didn't get the memo.
2game · 5.7k Views
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The Last Remaining Kindred

Nille F. Tsukuyomi, great-grandson of Amparo Pilar Fajardo and Takeshi Tsukuyomi, carries in his veins the hidden legacy of the spirits that dwell between the human realm and the unseen worlds. A mark etched upon his right shoulder bears witness to this power, a silent sigil of destinies intertwined. Born of both Filipino and Japanese blood, he is also a direct descendant of Tsukuyomi, the Japanese moon god, the crescent moon etched beneath his tattooed Enlil symbol glowing with quiet significance. Towering at six feet, with silver-gray eyes that pierce through darkness and long black hair that flows like midnight, Nille stands as a living convergence of two ancient mythologies. In a world teetering on the edge of war, haunted by the remnants of forgotten gods and restless spirits, he must navigate the duality of his heritage, awakening powers drawn from both the ancestral spirits of the earth and the divine luminescence of the moon. Enemies lurk in every shadow, drawn to the strength and legacy he carries—those who would seek to claim it, and those who would destroy it. Yet Nille’s path is not only one of survival; it is a journey of identity, of destiny, and of mastering the delicate balance between mortal blood and divine essence. In his veins flows the pulse of ancient worlds. In his heart burns the struggle between human will and celestial inheritance. And the fate of both realms may hinge upon the choices of this extraordinary scion, whose very presence is a bridge between what is seen…and what is eternal. If you want, I can also craft an even more cinematic, “opening-novel style” version that reads like the first paragraph of an epic fantasy, with a sense of impending war, mystery, and supernatural grandeur, it would
illorien · 2.4k Views

Danmachi: Hentai System [R-18]

My PATREON: https://www.patreon.com/ghostybones [For advanced R-18 anime chapters] MC is reborn as Bell Cranel from Danmachi but more evil and anti-hero as he was highly skilled assassin and super solider in past life. Bell is now reborn a Hentai System in Danmachi world and will try to get a huge harem by using [Hentai Powers]. This time he won't be pushed around anymore and not a beta and instead become a Alpha Male and rise to become an Overlord and God in Danmachi world!. Beautiful anime girls from every Isekai anime are in the harem and it is Danmachi, Fate Verse, and multiverse Isekai R-18 fanfic so expect some other girls from other Isekai anime but mostly Danmachi girls for now. Both from anime and manga. R-18 Danmachi/Fate Multiverse Isekai fanfic, meaning lots of beautiful Isekai anime girls and sexy Fate verse anime girls in this fic! Main World: Danmachi world fused with every Fate verse and Isekai anime like, Sword Art Online, Overlord, RE:Zero, TenSura[Slime Isekai anime], Frieren: Beyond the Journey, Jobless Reincarnation, Eminence in Shadows, Rising Shield Hero, and many more Isekai anime! This fic is a dark version of the R-18 EPIC Danmachi multiverse fanfic. Endless Path of Cosmos. [WARNING!]: Hardcore R-18, gore, and Wincest and Genderbend. Expect Bell to be evil. Also some male characters like the Original Bell might become female. My PATREON: https://www.patreon.com/ghostybones [For advanced chapters] Extra Tags: Isekai anime girls, Goth Anime Girls, MILF, Anime Dommy Mommies, Girl Slaves, Master, Anime Summonings, Anime Powers, Weak to Strong, Ruthless MC, BDSM, Evil MC, Smart MC
DevilDragonZ · 1.1m Views
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High School DxD: Return of the Crimson Dragon Emperor

They thought the Red Dragon Emperor was gone. They thought Kuoh was safe from his madness. They were wrong. Hyoudou Issei, the infamous perverted dragon of Kuoh Academy, vanished during a mysterious battle. Everyone thought he was dead lost to some unknown disaster. But Issei didn’t die. Oh no. He was thrown into another world. A brutal world of magic, monsters, demon lords… and plenty of busty heroines. There, he did what he does best. He survived. He trained. He grew stronger. Strong enough to fight gods, conquer kingdoms, and maybe even tame a Demon Lord’s daughter. (Totally not his fault… probably.) Now, after three insane years over there, Issei is back. But this isn’t the same high schooler who used to scream about boobs all day. This Issei has mastered new powers, sharpened his mind, and... okay, he still screams about boobs, but now he can destroy mountains while doing it. The devils, angels, and fallen of this world? They have no idea what’s about to hit them. Old friends don’t know whether to hug him, punch him, or run for their lives. And for those who ever doubted him… well, let’s just say Dress Break has leveled up too. A stronger, crazier, and hornier Red Dragon Emperor. A world on the brink of chaos. And a storm of comedy, romance, ecchi, and overpowered insanity is about to begin. Get ready, Kuoh. Issei’s back and he’s bringing the harem with him. Tag: High School DxD, Fanfiction, Harem, Ecchi, Action, Comedy, Isekai Return, Overpowered, Magic, Romance. ------------------------- If you’d like to support my work, check out my: patreon.com/Greyhounds
Greyhounds · 1.3m Views

THE WHITE LUNA WHO REJECTED THE PACK

Aurelia Vale spent her entire life believing she was nothing more than a powerless human living among werewolves. Without a wolf. Without a mate. Without a place she could truly call home. In a pack that valued strength above all else, she survived by lowering her head and enduring their scorn in silence. The Alpha heirs despised her. The future Beta dismissed her existence. Even the warriors treated her as an inconvenience. When the cruelty becomes unbearable, Aurelia walks into the Moon Goddess Temple to sever her bond with the pack forever. She never expects her blood to awaken an ancient power thought long extinct. Thunder shatters the sky. Her wolf emerges. Aurelia is not human. She is a White Wolf, heir to a forgotten bloodline that once ruled over Alphas and commanded entire packs. Worse yet, the scent of five mates binds itself to her soul the moment she awakens. The very men who once humiliated her now feel the pull of the bond. The pack that cast her aside now kneels before her power. And a mysterious fifth presence watches from the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to claim what he believes is his. As Aurelia flees the pack that betrayed her, her strength continues to grow and long buried truths begin to surface. Faced with obsession, regret, and a bond she never asked for, she must decide whether to grant forgiveness or tear down the hierarchy that once broke her. This time, Aurelia is no longer the one being chosen. She is the one who decides who is worthy of standing beside the White Luna.
Arpan_Porame · 47.8k Views

Soulmate of the Vampire Prince

[Warning: Mature Content] In the world of magic, amidst various species, there existed the Lumens. They were highly coveted for their blood and their extraordinary powers. ​ Amongst them was a Lumen Princess named Evelyn, an ethereal beauty, who lived her entire life believing she was weak and powerless. Abandoned by her father, abused by her stepmother & tormented by her brother, she never knew love. Shunned by society, she spent her entire life as a caged bird. ​But things start to change when Evelyn is sent to the infamous Blood Moon Academy on her eighteenth birthday, under the guise of completing her further education. ​The twist? The academy is situated in a kingdom of vampires. Terrified to be a walking delicacy amongst the creatures of the night, all it took was one fateful encounter to meet the most powerful predator alive—the crown prince of Versailles, Ivan Ignia De Ashen. He was drop-dead gorgeous and considered to be the epitome of perfection. He appeared as cold as ice, but was a raging inferno within, ready to burn anyone who dared to step into his breathing space. ​He warns her to stay away, but fate has its own plan. What will she do when he decides to claim her as his? ​Thrown together in a royal gothic academy full of power-hungry nobles, twisted professors, and more secrets than spellbooks, what truth will they uncover about their bloodlines and their past? ​ With enemies lurking in the shadows and ancient darkness threatening to rise again, what happens when the secrets about them begin to unravel? Excerpt- He finally moved his sinful lips and said "Hm, I'll help you catch up with your studies" he said, pausing for a moment before continuing "I don't usually do this....help, I mean. But since your progress also affects me, that's the only reason I'll help you this time." "Though, Princess, there are a couple of things I need you to keep in mind, before we move forward." When she nodded he continued, "I don't like wasting time. So when I call, you come. I don't appreciate anyone being intrusive about my matters, so I'd prefer if you keep any curious thoughts to yourself." "And lastly..," He leaned in slightly, maintaining steady eye contact with her. His voice dropped to a low, almost warning tone. "Don't fall in love with me. I don't do love. And the minute I find you show any signs of clinginess… that's when you'll pay the price." ..... "My payment would be…your blood." His eyes suddenly turned serious as he continued, "You shall never offer your blood to anyone else throughout your academic years...meaning you will never serve anyone else." Eve stood stunned, her breath caught in her throat as she waited for him to finish. Then he leaned in, his lips barely an inch from hers, and whispered, "Except me." The only word that kept echoing in her mind was 'blood'....and she could see she was becoming something rare in his eyes. A delicacy reserved for the devil himself. The book cover is mine, don't use it!
Eva_Moon04 · 369.2k Views

OBEY: The Domestication of Asset 42

OBEY: The Domestication of Asset 42 Yura Kim was a goddess of the digital age. A Korean American Instagram sensation with millions in the bank and a body designed for "thirst traps," she ruled her empire with a toxic, untouchable pride. Her thin waist, expansive hips, and legendary bust were her weapons, and she used them to humiliate every man who dared to cross her path. But when her latest ex-boyfriend—tired of her venomous arrogance—sent her a link to an invitation-only "refinement facility," Yura found herself drawn to a dark, visceral promise she didn't know she craved: The need to be absolutely dominated. She entered the facility as a queen, expecting a luxury retreat. She found instead a clinical, high-tech factory of total human reconstruction. The Descent into the Disobedience Wing Yura’s journey began in the Disobedience Wing, the facility’s brutal filtration system. Her "welcoming ceremony" was a sensory-shattering introduction to her new reality: stripped of her agency, blindfolded, and gagged, the million-dollar influencer was forced to eat off the floor like a common animal while being spanked into a state of sobbing compliance. Through the grueling trials of The Stocks and The Rod, Yura was subjected to intense endurance tests that pushed her physical and psychological boundaries to the breaking point. She was no longer a star; she was raw material. The Disobedience Wing wasn't meant to train her—it was meant to see if she was even worth the effort of being broken. The Elite Refinement of the Obedience Wing Having survived the filtration, Yura has ascended to the Obedience Wing, where the "art" of her domestication truly begins. Here, the stakes are lethal. Under the proprietary, iron-cold gaze of her Master, she has been rebranded as Asset 42. In this cavernous hall of obsidian floors and mechanical joints, the trials are no longer private struggles—they are communal performances of submission. The Relay of the Rod: A motorized endurance test where her throat and lungs are at the mercy of a machine, all while being evaluated by a council of elite Trainers. The Survival Game: A high-stakes elimination where fifty of the world’s most beautiful women compete in the mechanical stocks. To fail is to be demoted back to the Disobedience Wing or, worse, to be Banned for Life—cast back into the world as a ghost of a failure. The Masterpiece of Flesh and Silk Dressed in a curated uniform of white cotton, black miniskirts, and red CK lace, Yura Kim is being systematically unmade. Her vanity is being replaced by a desperate, shimmering need for her Master’s approval. She is learning that the only thing more addictive than the adoration of millions is the heat of a single man’s pride as he stands over her sweat-slicked, bound body. OBEY is a professional, high-intensity exploration of a proud woman’s journey from toxic idol to a silent, perfected tool. It is a story of heavy timber and high-tech chrome, of five-inch spikes and silk ropes, and the terrifying beauty of a woman who finally discovers that her greatest power lies in her total surrender.
Nathan_Meendering · 7.7k Views