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I swore never to return to this territory…… not after him “Alpha king Rhage” my best friend’s father………. my biggest fear…….. and now my biggest problem. The night our paths crossed something snaps inside us. I shouldn’t want him………. He’s forbidden, older, his wolf “Hades” a ruthless beast. I’m human, I can’t have a mate but the way my body reacts says otherwise. The monster I feared my whole life is claiming me and worse? I want him to.

Nora Atwood has never been the kind of girl who kneels. Not for anyone. Not even for the Dragon King of Drakenval — a man who has ruled for seventeen years with cold eyes and colder silence, who stopped laughing at the age of nine and has not started since. When fate places an ordinary merchant's daughter before the most feared king in the realm, everyone expects her to tremble. To bow. To disappear quietly into the palace and be forgotten. Nora does none of these things. She negotiates. She argues. She picks the books she wants from his library and refuses to be impressed by his throne room. And slowly, impossibly, she becomes the only person in seventeen years who makes the Dragon King feel something he has no name for. He wrote her a two-hundred-page book and told no one. She has not decided what to do about that yet. A story about a king who forgot how to be human, and the girl who refused to let him stay that way.

[Wife-Protecting Maniac + Group Favorite + Feel-Good Story] Her white lotus younger sister stole her engagement and even sent her to a profligate as a plaything. She turned and climbed onto her imperial uncle’s carriage, her eyes dazzled by his immense merit. He was dying, and she happened to be able to cure him, so the two hit it off immediately. Once the imperial decree of marriage was issued, with the Prince of Jin as her backing, she immediately launched a series of scum-abusing actions. Scummy Father: "Our family has no money!" She casually confiscated the entire family's assets, reclaimed her birth mother's dowry, and made them eat dirt. Scummy Sister: "The Second Prince likes me!" She pulled out her stepmother's deed of sale: "What to do? Your mother is my mother's servant, so you're a servile-born daughter." Emperor Emeritus: "You cannot be this princess consort; my son's fate cannot withstand you!" Prince of Jin: "How could my princess consort bear to be the death of me?" Note : Consider to Support this Story on Patreon.com/Flokixy to access advanced Chapters & 2 Chapters Daily and To Support The Daily Update

"Some lives are born from the frozen silence of a grave." Vespera is a bloody paradox walking through the snows of Alberta. The only legacy of a cursed night where a vampire's cold poison and a wolf’s feral rage knotted within a dead human womb. She is a hybrid baptized by her mother’s final breath; she is the one who survived by sucking life from death. As an unbranded Omega, there was no place for her—not even on the dustiest shelves of this brutal hierarchy. Yet, Vespera’s eyes were never on the arrogant thrones of vampires or the blood-stained leadership of wolves. Her only dream wasthe small, fragile family she built with a handful of outcasts. She was naive enough to believe she could flee from her destiny; but in the lands ruled by High Alpha Varg, every escape was merely a red carpet rolled out for the predator. When Varg—the High Alpha of cold iron and silver wrath—found her in the darkness of the prophecies and the silence of her unawakened wolf, what he offered was not a rescue. It was a sinister bargain that touched the most intimate agonies of her soul.The High Alpha’s voice was as cold as a blade’s edge, yet filled with a lethal promise: "When the rhythm of that heart, born from a dead womb, begins to beat only for my name... that is when you will survive the true hell within my own heart, Vespera. Do not just give me your submission... Give me those bloody syllables that have never been heard before." As silver ashes fall one by one from the sky, Vespera must make a choice: She will either vanish as a silent syllable in the claws of a monster, or she will turn herunawakened wolf into a nightmare that will stain all of Alberta in blood. "Those born of death can only be sealed in blood."

[Warning: This story contains explicit adult content and dark romance themes. It features a strong female lead and a dominant male lead. Expect dangerous plot twists ahead.] slow burn I'm Julie Michael I went with my father to a luxurious restaurant in New York, but I never left with him. On a lower floor of a world that doesn’t exist on any map, I discovered the truth: I wasn’t abandoned by accident. I was sold to Robert Cross, a billionaire who buys people for the joy of breaking them. But I refuse to break under his hands. In Robert Cross’s world, everything has a price tag. I was his most expensive purchase, and I intend to be his most dangerous mistake. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - "You bought my body, but you will not buy my submission," Julie spat. Robert leaned in, his voice a dark hiss: "Commodities don't need to like their masters, Julie... It’s enough that I took a liking to you and bought you, sweetheart." ______________ Julie stomped the floor with her foot, and agitation was clear in the tone of her voice, which rose slightly as she pointed at my face: "You ran your thumb over your lip! You're hinting to me... hinting that I kissed you!" My composure didn't budge; instead, I tilted my head to the side and looked at her with a gaze shrouded in mischief, then said with utter simplicity: "And what is the problem with that? It was just a kiss." -------------------- She waved her hand with bitter irony: "Are you the one who's going to protect me from him?" I nodded, confirming: "Yes." A low growl escaped her, and she said: "You are worse than him." Then I asked her in a confident tone that made her cheeks burn: "Then why were you burying your face in my chest, with your fingers digging into my shirt?" Adult content only Dark Romance Twisted

"You haven't touched your food." Luciano's raw naked eyes addressed her unabashedly. "I will." His words rang as a vow. Valentina is in Italy to help her best friend contact her father, despite being warned by the woman who raised her to never step foot into that country. Barely twenty-four hours in the country, she manages to kiss a strange man, confront a rude woman, and get locked up after being kidnapped. Her kidnapper turns out to be the feared mafia lord, Luciano De Luca. The moment Valentina takes off her mask and he sees her face, he realizes his life just got really interesting. Luciano thinks Valentina is an emissary sent to murder the retired comondante Genelare. Valentina thinks he's ridiculous for thinking she wouldn't find a more clever way to kill a man if she really wanted to. He's proud, arrogant and dangerous. The only things sharper than her mouth are her heels and will. Their worlds collide in the most explosive of ways when passion and desire stirs up. And just as they start to act on it, truths and secrets begin to unravel. She's the daughter of his father's nemesis. He's the son of her father's killer. The man she has vowed to take vengeance on. However, there's just a little problem: she's supposed to be his karma, but one stolen kiss at a time, he starts to become her nirvana.

On the night of her fifth wedding anniversary, Seraphina Vale dies watching her husband smile over a glass of champagne he knows she will never finish. When she opens her eyes again, she is standing in her childhood bedroom, staring at her untouched wedding gown. It is the day before she marries Adrian Hawthorne, the charming billionaire who will one day steal her family’s company, ruin her father’s legacy, and leave her bleeding on a marble staircase while his mistress calls it an accident. This time, Seraphina does not walk down the aisle. Instead, she signs a contract marriage with Adrian’s greatest rival Lucien Ashford, the ruthless CEO who was destroyed and bankrupted by Adrian in her previous life. Lucien wants revenge, Seraphina wants justice, and their marriage is supposed to be a transaction but as she guides him through corporate traps she already remembers, and he shields her from dangers she once faced alone, cold calculation begins to feel dangerously close to devotion. Meanwhile, Adrian is unraveling. The woman who once loved him without question now looks at him like he is already a ghost, and he cannot understand why losing her feels like losing something he never knew was irreplaceable.

Journee, an NYPD officer and Archer, an FBI agent are after a common mafia boss, but they don’t know it. They cross each other’s path at every corner and involuntarily destroy each other chances to make a case against him. Each unknowingly keeps sabotaging the other. If they get a chance, they will kill each other. Finally, they decide to work together to put him behind bars and… fall in love.

I own the MC but nothing else. When the successor to God was chosen, she does what any fan of tv, movies, anime, and manga would do, go to the vast multiverses to help others but also to change events for the better. MC is Intersex and OP.

Noxhollow is a school hidden between realms, protected by ancient magic and strict rules meant to keep balance between angels, demons, and everything in between. Ariel was born an angel — but not like the others. When her first black feather appeared, her life changed forever. Judged for something she never chose, she grew up learning to hide her wings, her questions, and her fear. Now, years later, she receives an invitation to Noxhollow, a place that promises answers… and danger. Kael doesn’t belong anywhere. Human by birth, marked by something far darker, he walks the school’s halls like a living contradiction — feared, whispered about, and avoided. The forest beyond the barrier does not touch him. The monsters do not hunt him. And no one knows why. When Ariel and Kael cross paths, curiosity turns into tension, and tension into something neither of them expected. As forbidden truths resurface — about black wings, erased celestial bloodlines, and ancient pacts — both are forced to question the rules that define who they are allowed to be. Some secrets were buried for a reason. And some wings were never meant to stay hidden.

He killed her father. She vowed to kill him. General Cassian Varro secured the throne with a single execution. Nyxara Kahem lost everything in that same moment. But instead of exiling her, Cassian keeps her close under his roof, under his protection, under his control. When rebellion threatens to tear the kingdom apart, the council demands a political union. Marriage is the only way to silence the south. Hatred becomes proximity. Proximity becomes tension. And tension becomes something neither of them can afford. Nyxara carries a power older than the throne itself. Cassian is immune to it. In a palace built on blood and strategy, love is not weakness. It is war.

She never meant to marry him. One reckless night. One unexpected accident. And suddenly, she finds herself trapped in a contract marriage with the most cold-hearted billionaire in the city. One year. No love. No emotions. Just a business deal. But living under the same roof with a man whose icy gaze hides scars from a painful past was never part of the agreement. As secrets unfold and enemies from his past return, their fake marriage begins to feel dangerously real. He was never supposed to fall. She was never supposed to stay. But when hearts get involved, even the coldest billionaire can burn.

In her past life, Jenna Churchill was sold off for a can of sweet corn and fed to bloodthirsty hounds by the most powerful human monster in the apocalypse. However, now, Jenna is reborn a month before doomsday, and the first thing she does is steal the monster's spatial ring, his source of power. With this, she can change her future and that of her siblings, but unfortunately, the human monster she dreaded in the apocalypse was reborn too, and he's out looking for his ring. As the countdown draws nearer, Jenna must steal... *cough*, hoard supplies and stay alive, but the apocalypse seems to have a mind of its own, and the bearer of the spatial ring with a system isn't safe either. With her treacherous uncle's family to deal with, siblings to protect, and a mutating world that's far more intelligent to run on coincidence, she must put the psychopathic villain who's hot on her heels to rest somehow, because, De Warden doesn't just want his spatial ring back… he wants her head. The apocalypse is coming. But the man chasing her is much, much worse.

Elena Thorn never expected to cross paths with the ruthless and cold CEO, Ryan Redland who got rid of her like some nuisance. She never imagined that her fate would be sealed with him by a contract marriage, forced on them both. She is spoiled, free spirited, and daring. While, he is a man of control, order and silence. Despite the consistent tension, a costly romance simmers. What starts as a reluctant union quickly spirals to something sinister. With a dangerous love triangle, a vengeful, greedy and power-hungry secret rival in play, their union is one filled with love and betrayal. Can their bond survive the endless twists of deceit, pride, lust and betrayal? Will this contract be much more costly than they both bargained for?

Zi Han, a researcher with social anxiety, died and transmigrated into a novel titled "The Bossy CEO Wants Me". She became the stepsister of the villain, Ming Ye, whose fate ended horrifically. Her plan was simple: avoid Ming Ye, graduate from high school, go to university abroad, become a researcher, and cut ties with the Ming family completely. But what happens when her stepfather, Ming Chen, forces her to tutor Ming Ye and now, Ming Ye can't seem to let her go? "Sister, are you planning on running away?" Zi Han, who had been secretly packing her bag, looked up. "No, brother. How could I?" The boy with messy brown hair and dark eyes lips curled into a soft, indulgent smile. "Good. Because if you did, I would have no choice but to break your ankles and lock you up." Shiver. A socially anxious, intelligent female lead × a yandere male lead.

This is written from the mcs (Alex) pov. Alexandra or Alex is a 16 year old teen in highschool year 11 in London. She's mostly a loner and enjoys hobbies like skateboarding, electric guitar and music. She's had a rough childhood, still does. She classifies her life boring until one odd school day where everything changes.. forever..? Slowest of slow burn you can get with Alex and the so called perfect student Hanna. First time writing sorry if it's not the best.

✓ MASSIVE RELEASE ON THE LAST DAY OF EACH MONTH.✓ BLURB: “We are sorry Maria, we never meant to hurt you. Come back to us!" They all thundered. But it was too late, I was determined to make them Pay. *** I am Maria Moon, casted out of my Pack at the age of eighteen. All because of a tradition— one that states, that which ever family the Alpha's mate comes from, any other female wolf of same status is cast out. But it all felt wrong, It wasn't supposed to be me but her— my step sister— Patricia Moon. “I, Darren Copper, Alpha of the Frost moon pack, hereby declare that Maria Moon is no longer a member of this pack!” I pleaded for them to see the truth but no one cared, they were all blinded by their love for her. I became a rogue, wandered about for days and was unfortunate to attacked by the older rogues. And even more unfortunate to be saved by the quadruplet Alpha's, my Pack rival Alpha's. *** “Isn't she the Beta's daughter of Frost moon pack?" Damien growled as he turned to his brothers. “Definitely, she looks the same even after five years!" Adrien replied as he squatted, cupping my chin harshly on his palm. “She is definitely a spy, let's kill her!" Davian roared, stretching his claws, his stance ready to slaughter. “Don't Davian!" Aidan the oldest amongst the quadruplet echoed, “That’s all the more reason we should keep her close, letting her die is to easy.” He turned to the guards beside him, “Take her to the Pack, she is our Personal maid." Adrien chuckled lightly, a sly smirk appearing across his lips. “Nice idea Aidan. We would make her suffer!" CONTENT WARNING. This book contains explicit scenes, abuses, graphic violence and dark obsessive romance. Readers discretion advised.

Rebooting the Ice Queen They call her the Ice Queen. Aurelia Voss is the youngest CEO in Helix Innovations—a woman known for her flawless suits, ruthless decisions, and a heart sealed behind layers of steel. After a devastating betrayal nearly destroyed both her company and her trust in love, Aurelia rebuilt everything from scratch. Stronger. Sharper. Untouchable. No one gets close. No one stays long enough to try. Until Ethan Vale walks into her office wearing a hoodie. Late to his first meeting. Smiling like he doesn’t see the frost in her eyes. A genius programmer hired to fix Helix’s failing AI division, Ethan is everything Aurelia despises—casual, unpredictable, and far too comfortable challenging her authority. He calls her “Boss Lady.” He leaves sticky notes on her desk. And worst of all… He isn’t afraid of her. What begins as a strictly professional partnership turns into late-night coding sessions, unexpected laughter, and a dangerous shift in Aurelia’s carefully controlled world. As corporate pressure mounts and old wounds resurface, Ethan becomes the one variable she cannot calculate. He isn’t trying to conquer her empire. He’s trying to reach her. But when the past that turned Aurelia into the Ice Queen threatens to resurface, she must decide— Will she protect her walls… or risk everything to let someone reboot her heart? In a world built on logic and control, love may be the only system she never learned how to master.

My father sold me to settle a gambling debt. I didn’t know until the man I’d been serving coffee to for two months pulled out my chair at a brunch table in Vail. An engagement clause with my name on it, signed eight weeks ago without my knowledge. My father couldn’t look at me. Cole Ashford couldn’t stop looking. Cole is the CEO of Palisade and leader of the 303. He bought my father’s debt in one night. He told him the clause was worthless before the ink dried—and let him sign it anyway. He knows my lease, my coffee, my life. He broke into my apartment while I was in Vail and left a cup of coffee brewed exactly the way I brew it, still warm when I walked through the door. I hated him. I hated more the way my body wouldn’t agree. His voice landed behind my ribs and spread where it had no business spreading. His gaze dropped to my mouth and I felt it on my skin for hours. The most dangerous man in Denver looked at me like I was the only thing his empire couldn’t buy. I wanted to burn the part of me that responded. I built Treeline from three years of tips and a lease in Union Station. Now I’m discovering the ground beneath it was his before I laid the first brick—engineered by a man who doesn’t take what he wants. He builds a world where what he wants walks in on its own. But every touch he takes gives him nothing. Granite and ice. Every touch I choose to give him changes everything. He thinks he claimed me. He’s wrong. The only version of me worth having walks in on her own. And I haven’t decided yet.