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From Deadbeat To Doting; Something Is Wrong With My Husband!

Enemies To Lovers+ Unfiltered Smut + Billionaire Romance + Strong Female Lead. . . From this: “I’ve slept with every woman in this house. What will it take to get that divorce, Brianna? Do I have to go after your mother next?" To this: “I don’t want anyone if it’s not you, my dear wife.” Brianna thought her nightmare was finally over the night she made her abusive, cheating husband fall to his death. But when he woke up in the hospital, smiling at her with tender eyes and calling her “the most beautiful woman he’s ever met”… she knew something was terribly wrong. This wasn’t the man who humiliated her, mocked her, and destroyed her name. Now, her deadbeat husband has become a possessive, seductive, and obsessed doting stranger—one who claims he’ll cherish her forever. . . [Excerpt] "Wife, your hands are dirty now. Go wash them. I don't want his scent on you." That seemed like a good enough excuse to regain her senses with the timeout. Brianna sighed, already turning to limp, but the grip from the bed suddenly became firmer. She tugged further, but to no avail. Sighing, "Lucian, let go. I need to go to the restroom. I need a moment to... to process this." She tugged her slender wrist again, against his hold, but his fingers were a collar of iron. He didn't even look at the door. His dark, fixated eyes were locked onto the palm Marcus Thorne had just grabbed. Lucian's voice was heavy with the haze of the concussion and a terrifying, sudden possessiveness. "No. I don't want you out of my sight. Someone else might... hold your hands again." "I am going five feet away. I'm not a child, and I'm certainly not a prisoner. Now, let go so I can get this… this man's sweat off my skin." "I'll do it," Lucian muttered. However, before Brianna could ask how, he pulled her hand toward his face. Her eyes widened as she realized his intent. "What are you doing, Lucian? Don't you dare—Don't you dare lick my hand!" Brianna flinched violently, dragging her body backward until she was nearly doubled over the edge of the bed, but he was immovable. His concussed brain had simplified the world: Stranger touched Wife. Stranger's scent must be replaced by mine. "Stay still, wife. It'll be quick." "What kind of animal are you—! Lucian, stop! This is unhygienic! It's… it's psychotic!" Brianna turned desperately towards the corner where Marcus Thorne was still standing paralyzed by the sight! "Marcus! Well, don't just stand there! Do something! Help me!" Meanwhile, Marcus Thorne looked like he wanted to jump out of the window! He was watching the President of Better Health, the most powerful man in the city, bring his wife's hand to his mouth with the raw intent of a wolf. Marcus stammered, his hands shaking as he took a frantic step toward the door. "I-I think I'll just... I'll leave the couple to their... their private recovery. Yes. Intimate recovery." "Marcus! Get back here!" Brianna cried out with wide eyes of disbelief. But Marcus refused to look back. He gestured vaguely with a trembling hand, looking as though he'd just witnessed a ritual he wasn't meant to survive, and ran into the hallway. The door clicked shut with a finality that sounded like a prison cell locking. Brianna stared at the wooden door, her mouth agape. "You coward! You—" "Wife, I told you. Stay still." ... From deadbeat to doting, her husband has changed overnight. But if he isn’t the man she married, then something is wrong with her husband! A/N: If you are looking for a story with a cold-blooded yet possessive CEO, a genius female lead who takes matters into her own hands, and a 'he falls first but she falls harder' dynamic with a twist,then this book is for you! This book is participating in the WSA 2026! If you enjoyed the first few chapters, please support me by adding this to your Library, leaving a Review, and voting with your Power Stones and Golden Tickets! Gifts are appreciated too! Your support helps this "Goddess" climb the ranks!
Dòe · 25.7k Views

Billionaires' Regret: My Ex's Nemesis Fathering My Triplets

[Mature Content R18+] [Slow-Burn Dark Romance] Two days before my wedding, my fiancé told me he would marry my twin sister, because it was her dying wish. My family, his family, everyone dear to me, turned me into a villain for being defiant. The decision was final. The bride had changed. They forced me into a golden cage, waiting for my turn to be another substitute. Then he came. The man who should have been my enemy offered his hand. Led us into one wild night. "Be my wife. Six years. Let's have a contract for exactly that long." "You lost your mind. You promised-" "And I'll give you five years. You can be free. Do whatever you want with the Kingston name. I promised that." "Wh... what?" "But you must promise me, you will be back, and let's live like we burn for each other in that last year." "Rafael... what are you planning to?" "Get things back to their right place." I was tired of being anyone's pawn. So, I play my own game. Five years later, I am back. Revenge is an understatement. The price for my suffering is due. My children keep asking for their father. They'll meet him soon, but there's a problem:  I’m not sure who the real father is. "Viona... I never stop loving you. Tell me they are my flesh, right? I want you back. I want us back." My ex-fiancé shamelessly pleaded before me. "They are mine. The four of them are mine." And there he was, my contracted husband declared with a glare that was ready to burn the whole society down. This should be a simple game of power. But love always meddles between the players. ====== Author's Note: This Novel is a character-driven plot with slow-burn smut. Every character has their own motivation and is layered. Every choice has no easy way out. If you enjoy slow burn, this might be to your liking. Please read all the free chapters before you decide to continue or not. Thank you for giving this story a chance.
DP_RINN · 117.9k Views

Contract Marriage: Breaking His Own Rules

Linda Gilbert’s fall was well planned and cruel. One moment, she was a top model, adored by brands and envied by many. Next, she was branded a homewrecker, wrongly accused and framed by someone who wanted to destroy her. The scandal spread overnight, tearing her career apart completely. Her father disowned her and left her with nowhere to turn. She wandered the streets under the hot sun, lost and exhausted, only to be hit by a car and land in the hospital. That was when Linda learned the car that almost killed her belonged to the scariest CEO that everyone feared. His assistant believed she had deliberately thrown herself in front of the car, assuming she had fallen too low and had nowhere else to go… just like another desperate woman trying to force her way into his boss’s life. But Linda knew she wasn’t chasing power. What was happening to her wasn’t her fault, and the accident was nothing but a cruel coincidence. As if looking down on her wasn’t enough, she was offered a contract meant for a random woman like her. Under normal circumstances, she would have slapped it back in their faces and spat on it. But she had no choice. She forced herself to sign a harsh contract marriage for one year, with no love or affection, in exchange for the one thing she needed the most, to clear her name… As Linda stepped into a life she never wanted, she set her heart on one goal… revenge. While the world believed she married for power, she remained unbothered, quietly taking control of her life on her own terms. What she never expected…Was that the man who wrote the rules would be the first to break them?
Precy_Elegancy · 5.3k Views

Transmigrated Into A Demon Academy; Demon King! Have Mercy!

One minute he is Valentine Reynolds, the most honourable man and a true hero in his world, and the next minute he is the trash of another world. ‎ ‎Cast to the bottom of the food chain where shame was his daily bread and bullying his normal life, he struggled. How did this happen? HE TRANSMIGRATED. Wait... But how did he become the weakest demon in an academy where only the strong survived? An academy where only the most atrocious things happen! (Slavery, Pimping, Killing, Sedating, Torture, Rape, Sodomy). Sodomy? SODOMY??? What exactly about his past life was so wrong to be so heartlessly cursed with such severe punishment? Valentine Reynolds was highly HOMOPHOBIC!! ... But Val's predicament was nothing compared to the actual craft of this world. Here, you will see seven princes of hell wage war against themselves. Here, you will see the true nature of their abilities. Here, you will see them wrestle with other entities, weak or strong just to get to the throne. Here, you will see them mess with their weakness and prey on the weak. Here, you will see what happens in an academy where everyone is ruthless. Here, you get to see what it means for the Ruler of Hell to fall in love. Here, you get to see what happens when the one whom Hell bows to crumble his world to protect his heart. Here, you WILL see what happens when you mess with Hell himself. What? You want to see this happen? Then swipe open the chapters already! ------- NOTE: This book is slow paced. ~~~~ Releases on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesdays and Fridays. Mass Releases on Saturdays and Sundays.
Twilight_Fog · 1.1k Views

Mature Bitch's Obsessed Lover

She was supposed to be just another spoiled heiress flatlining on a penthouse floor. One more overdose. One more file stamped “troubled rich girl.” Then Dr. Rowan Blackwood looked at her like she was *human* and that single, stupid moment of kindness lit a fuse no one saw coming. Now the seventeen-year-old billionaire heir won’t stop until she owns Rowan completely. Body. Mind. Soul. She’ll buy the hospital wing if she has to. She’ll show up at 3 a.m. outside Rowan’s locked apartment door. She’ll burn every boundary, break every rule, ruin every excuse Rowan tries to hide behind—because once someone sees the real, bleeding girl underneath the cocaine and couture, Isadora Ravencroft doesn’t let go. Ever. Rowan should run. Ethics scream it. The law demands it. Her career would survive it. But every time those fever-bright eyes lock on hers, every time that trembling, manic hand reaches out like it’s drowning… something inside the unflinching doctor starts to fracture. One wrong touch. One forbidden kiss in the dark. One night where detox sweat and desperate sobs blur into something neither of them can name. They’re not supposed to want this. They’re definitely not supposed to *need* this. But obsession doesn’t ask for permission. And healing… healing can look a lot like destruction when the wrong two people find each other at the worst possible time. Welcome to the kind of love that ruins lives—and might just save them anyway. Dark. Forbidden. Addictive. You won’t look away. Even when you know you should.
Stranger02 · 993 Views
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Douluo: Reborn as the Deep Sea Demon Whale King

Ye Wen transmigrates into the world of the Douluo Continent, becoming a powerful sea soul beast with 990,000 years of cultivation—the Deep Sea Demon Whale King! At the same time, he triggers his destined duel with Tang San. 【Your destined duel with Tang San has been activated.】 【Rules: You cannot kill Tang San, nor cripple him to the point of being unable to cultivate. But you may interfere with his growth until his Eighth Sea God Trial. When Tang San undergoes the Eighth Trial, the duel begins. If you kill him then, you win: inheritance of divinity. If you fail: death!】 【Gifted Ability 1: Transformation—You can take the true form of a human, starting from a six-year-old child, cultivating like one, while freely switching back into your soul beast body and keeping your cultivation.】 【Gifted Ability 2: Soul Beast Master-Servant Contract—You can sign contracts with other soul beasts, making them your loyal servants for life. Each gains the power of transformation as well. (Limit: 20 slots).】 With these powers, Ye Wen begins to suppress Tang San’s development, subduing all the 100,000-year soul beasts of the continent under his command. Years later, when Tang San faces his Eighth Sea God Trial, Ye Wen appears with Da Ming, Er Ming, Di Tian, the Evil Demon Orca King, Snow Empress, Ice Empress, and countless soul beasts behind him: “Tang San! Come face me if you dare!” In the end, Ye Wen leads the army of soul beasts to challenge the God Realm itself! Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Johanssen   Douluo: Reborn as the Deep Sea Demon Whale King full novel, Douluo fanfiction Deep Sea Demon Whale King read online, Douluo novel Tang San duel, Douluo cultivation rebirth soul beast novel
johanssen · 347.6k Views
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One Piece: Trust Me Marines, I’m Nothing But Loyal!

First year in the Marines “Loyalty, Justice, Courage!” Fifth year in the Marines “If you don’t take it, and I don’t take it, then how could Admiral Sengoku ever take it? And if Admiral Sengoku doesn’t, how are we supposed to move forward?” Tenth year in the Marines “Fleet Admiral Sengoku, why won’t you stand up and clash head-on with the Five Elders in Mary Geoise?” That year, Ortoren enlisted as a fresh recruit, his head full of ambition—dreaming of rising through the ranks and seeing the world for himself. Years later, Ortoren became commander of G-5, leading nearly eighty thousand elite frontline Marines. By then, loyalty was all he had left to cling to. Later still, he rose to Admiral of Marine Headquarters, entrusted with overseeing the New World. With hundreds of thousands under his command, his power rested on one simple truth: “The Five Elders praise my loyalty and courage, and Fleet Admiral Sengoku treats me as if I were his own son.” In time, Ortoren commanded armies numbering in the millions. At his word, the seas themselves seemed to tremble. One day, as he walked through Marine Headquarters, a group of officers suddenly surrounded him. They overpowered him—the strongest man on the seas—and draped a yellow robe across his shoulders. “It’s cold, Admiral,” they said. “You should wear something warmer.” Looking into the earnest eyes of those officers, Ortoren let out a long, weary sigh. “After all these years of loyalty, my name is ruined in an instant. You’ve truly done me in.”
PinkSnake · 1.2m Views

Reborn as the Fat Ugly Duckling, Yet I Mated the Four Beast Deities

Wish thought that if she ever got a second chance at life, she would at least wake up in a better story. A spoiled princess. A doomed villainess on the path to redemption. A heroine adored by powerful husbands. Anything would have been fine. That's how stories were supposed to work. Instead, fate—and whatever twisted cosmic editor writes destinies—casts her in the one role she should never have been reborn into: the fat, ugly, unwanted maiden chosen for sacrifice. She awakens in a body mocked by her tribe, pitied by her parents, and avoided by every man. In a world where beast forms define worth, hers is a joke—a puff-fluff fox, a useless cotton cloud that couldn't frighten a butterfly. Worse still, she is the doomed extra whose sole purpose was to die during the Mating Moon Ritual—her death the trigger that allowed the real female lead, a beautiful, weak princess, to earn the devotion of the four almighty beast deities. The Wind Deity—hot-headed, wild, and dangerously unpredictable. The Solar Deity—arrogant, playful, and impossibly radiant. The Sky Deity—silent, calm, and shrouded in mystery. The Night Deity—cold, calculating, and merciless. Except Wish doesn't die. And her survival breaks everything. The plot stutters. Events twist. Characters act wrong. The world itself seems to notice her refusal to disappear—and begins trying to correct the mistake. Now hunted by fate and trapped in a society where beauty is worshipped, mating marks define destiny, and the weak are meant to be sacrificed, Wish is given one impossible condition for survival: She must derail the story completely. The only way to do that is to draw the attention of the four beings the world revolves around—creatures meant to be untouchable, distant, and divine. One is bound to her by a ritual that should have killed her. One meets her with hostility instead of fate. One sees her existence as a threat that must be erased. One should be incapable of feeling anything at all. They were never meant to notice her. The story was never meant to let her live. So how is she supposed to survive a world that measures worth by beauty and power, when she is fat, unwanted, powerless—and armed with nothing but a useless fluffy fox? Can she break the story that wants her dead? Or will she die exactly as the plot demands?
Cy_hello · 38.1k Views

Monsters World: The Relentless

Robert Tucker lived in hell—only to be reborn into a world even crueler. He grew up under the same roof as a violent, abusive man: an alcoholic, a gambler, a shadow that turned Robert’s childhood into a relentless nightmare. When Robert finally found refuge in mixed martial arts, everything began to change. At eighteen, with his escape within reach and his future taking shape, a single mistimed blow during a sparring match ended his life. But death was not the end. He awoke in another world, reborn as Marcus Grayson. Fate, however, was merciless. In this new life, Marcus had also been born to an abusive, gambling father—though, by cruel mercy, the man vanished before Marcus could truly know him. Yet this world offered something Robert had never had: a family. For the first time, Marcus believed he could live an ordinary, peaceful life. But hat illusion shattered the moment he learned the truth about the world he now inhabited. This was not Earth. Humanity stood on the brink of extinction, hunted by monsters of countless forms that roamed the land. The only reason humans survived was because of Transformers—individuals capable of abandoning their human shape and becoming monsters themselves in order to fight back. Marcus is one of them. With no grand destiny promised and no safety guaranteed, Marcus can only do one thing: Endure. Grow stronger. Fight. Not for glory, but to protect the fragile family he has been given. Because in this world, survival demands sacrifice— and Marcus has yet to understand what he is truly facing. —————————————————— * No harem. * MC with emotions, not a cold edgy lord. * No system or golden finger. * The other characters matter. * A lot of fights, I love fights. * I accept ideas for powers and characters. —————————————————— * No harem. * MC with emotions, not a cold edgy lord. * No system or golden finger. *The other characters matter. * A lot of fights, I love fights. * I accept ideas for powers and characters. Hi readers, I’m a young student and English isn’t my first language, so I really appreciate any corrections, suggestions, or constructive criticism when I share my story. I want to improve and I believe my work has a lot of potential, so your feedback helps me make it better. Thanks a lot for reading and for any advice you can give!
DaoSama · 45.3k Views

The Chronicle of the Lost Hypostasis

When Aether Caelum Noctis awakens on a rain-soaked street with no memories, the world greets him not with answers—but with golden text floating in the air: [Editorial Note: The protagonist awakens.] Haunted by visions he shouldn’t see and knowledge he shouldn’t possess, Aether soon discovers a disturbing truth: reality itself is a story, constantly rewritten across six overlapping planes. And he is something that should not exist inside it. Branded with the sigil of a broken hourglass, Aether carries a Fragment of a Hypostasis—a divine eldritch being whose essence governs narrative, causality, and forgotten truths. But every gift comes with a curse. Each time Aether changes his fate, the world loops. Each loop spawns a shadowy version of himself in the Nocturne Abyss—an entity that grows stronger every time the timeline resets, hunting him relentlessly. To survive, Aether must uncover: why he was erased from all written histories, who shattered his divine existence, what is consuming the Hypostases one by one, and why the universe insists he must “return what he stole.” As timelines collapse, nightmares leak into reality, and the laws of fate rewrite themselves, Aether walks a path where every choice births a paradox—and every paradox brings him closer to reclaiming the truth behind his own annihilation. But the deeper he dives into the cosmic script, the clearer one fact becomes: Aether wasn’t reborn into the story. He is the story that broke free.
Fadli_Id · 18.5k Views