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She married the devil to save her family, now she’s trapped in his castle of secrets. Elena never believed in fairy tales. But when her world collapses, she’s forced into a marriage with Liam Blackwood, a cold, dangerously powerful billionaire who hides more than scars behind his silence. Now she lives in his remote mansion, bound by a contract... and locked behind iron gates. There are strange rules. Closed doors. Whispers that echo at night. And one chilling warning: Never step into the East Wing. But when a cryptic note slips beneath her bedroom door, Don’t trust your husband, Elena starts to question everything. Who is Liam Blackwood? Why does he watch her like he’s afraid she’ll remember something? And what lies buried beneath the marble floors and perfect smiles? Trapped in a world of secrets, obsession, and forbidden truth, Elena must survive a twisted game, where love can’t be trusted, and escape might cost her life. Tears of the Bride is a dark, haunting, and emotionally addictive romance filled with betrayal, burning chemistry, and jaw-dropping twists.

Jin Mo was a very strange woman. She had gone from a wealthy heiress to a poor ghost, yet her demeanor remained proud and unyielding. Without any care, she was the coolest. One day, the mysterious and cool hunk she used to bully came looking for trouble. Mr. Tang, "Do you believe I can kill you, Jin Mo?" Jin Mo, "Many people have said that to me before, but later on, they disappeared without a trace, dead or alive." Mr. Tang, "Woman... I won't let you off." Jin Mo, "OK, bring it on, dare you to try for a lifetime?"

Content Warning: This story is intended for readers aged 18 and above. Although it is a love story, it contains dark and potentially distressing themes, including toxicity and obsession. Reader discretion is advised, as some content may be triggering. ** With my heart pounding in my chest, I forced myself into the center of the living room, where the brothers sat in silence. My legs felt weak beneath me, and my breath came out shaky as I opened my mouth to speak. "After college..." I started, then paused before continuing, "I’m leaving the house," I managed to say, my words barely above a whisper. Instantly, the room’s atmosphere shifted. Four pairs of eyes locked onto me, their displeasure clear in their expressions. Before I could respond, the brothers surrounded me. "You want to leave us?" Gavin’s voice was low and disbelieving, his gaze piercing. "Absolutely not," Parker snapped, his tone sharper than I’d ever heard. Cooper shook his head, his expression unreadable. "Sweetheart, that’s simply not an option." Then Bryce stepped forward, his eyes dark with intensity. "Over my dead body," he growled. "You’re not going anywhere without us." "You mean... I have to stay here? With you? Forever?" I asked, my face twisted with fear as I looked from one brother to the next. Bryce met my gaze, his tone cold and sharp. "Exactly. You’re stuck with us. Forever." His words confirmed my fears, and before I could stop myself, my knees gave out and I collapsed to the floor. ** Amera was barely eighteen when she was forcibly taken from her parents. She was brought to their mansion, and instead of being treated with respect and dignity, she was made to work as their maid, turning her life into a living hell. Exhausted by their mistreatment and constant seduction, Amera decided to do what was best for herself—she ran away. She ran as fast as her tiny legs could carry her. But is it truly possible to escape the grasp of the four notorious brothers? The answer is no—you can’t! It’s simply impossible. Amera soon found herself caught between the brothers; they seduced her, made her cry out their names in ecstasy, bullied her, provoked her jealousy, and left her deeply frustrated. Once again, Amera grew weary, and it wasn’t long before she began planning a second escape. Read my other book 'The Ugly Omega Is Mated To Three Handsome Alphas' I'm a new author on Webnovel, kindly support my writing journey.

*“On her wedding night, Elena Cruz drank the wine her husband handed her—only to realize it was poisoned. As the world faded to black, she heard his cruel whisper: ‘I never loved you. You were nothing but a pawn.’ Betrayed by her husband. Mocked by her stepsister. Used by her own family. But fate gave her a second chance. When Elena opened her eyes, she was three years in the past—before the wedding, before the poison, before she ever fell into their trap. This time, she will not be the naive bride. This time, she will rewrite her destiny. She’ll make her enemies kneel, her fake husband regret, and her stepsister choke on envy. And if the cold, ruthless billionaire who once despised her now insists on chasing her… Elena will make him suffer before she decides if he’s worth her heart.”*

“You are not…. you're not the one behind the murders happening in the city, are you?”. Ian desperately wanted him to laugh at him and tell him he was losing his mind. Instead, Zhedya just stared at him with calm and soft eyes and said nothing. When a rookie crime journalist, Ian Parker witnessed a brutal murder, he began to fear he was the next victim…Until Zhedya Hunter appeared, saving him from the killer. Since, the murderer was still there. His life is now in danger making him need the Zhedya. But every time a body surfaced, Ian can't ignore how somehow it's linked to the handsome forensic pathologist, Zhedya but it's almost always never noticed by the authorities. Maybe in his hands Ian felt safe or maybe in the hands of the city most wanted killer he felt safe? But Ian knew for sure, there is no manual on How To Love a Murderer.

Rated 18+ Dear readers, please note that in the future chapters, there are chapters that might question your emotions and sexual personalities. Please do not get so emotional. I am just a writer. THIS BOOK DOES NOT SUPPORT RAPE SCENES AND WHATEVER INTIMACY THE CHARACTER UNDER GO, IT IS WITH THEIR CONSENT! Iris Oren, once the Alpha’s daughter, destined for greatness until betrayal shattered her world. Accused of the murder of her parents, rejected by her mates, and executed in cold blood, her life ends in tragedy. But fate isn’t done with her yet. Reborn with the memories of her past life and a powerful wolf spirit, Iris returns to the moment it all began. This time, she’s not here to suffer. She’s here to destroy those who wronged her including the Darius triplets, the alphas who tore her life apart. Vengeance has a new name and it howls in the dark around her. In a world where power dominates the less privilege, Will Iris have her revenge? or will her second chance be of no worth? Find out in Revenge After Rebirth: Fated To The Triplets I Hate!

This story is inspired by real activities that had happened to me in my life

"Please, I have to go home." That's what I told the man in front of me. I begged him to let me go, but in my heart, I pray he never will.  How crazy is that? How can I feel safer with a stranger I've just met than the man who was supposed to love me until death? Why does he look at me like I'm the most beautiful thing in the world? Does he see the bruises? Is that why he's doing this? I should've never left the house, but I couldn't let him win. Not this time, but I hadn't counted on this. "He'll never hurt you again." I want to believe those words, but I don't know if I can. What if I'm going crazy? What if it's all a dream, and I wake up in the nightmare that's my life? I shouldn't trust him, but gods, why does his voice affect me like this? Why does he smell like lightning storms and heather? "Nefretiri? Do you know what a mate is?" No, he didn't just say that! Life isn't supposed to be this dark. That's what Nefretiri Jordans believed until her world came crumbling down. Her marriage was now a game of slave and master, and she would never win. Not when her husband was cruel enough to bring his mistresses to the house and act like Nefra was nothing more than a servant. She wants to run, but she can't. He'll never let her go, especially not with their new daughter. So, she has no choice but to live in hell and do her best to stay sane. Unfortunately, that line of sanity suddenly breaks when Ricky goes too far, and Nefra makes a stupid choice. After all, it's just a cake. Who cared about that?  Fate has a cruel sense of humor, and Nefra quickly learns that nothing is by chance. So, what started as a painful but necessary trip to the store turned into an unexpected adventure.  After all, she never put mate on her shopping list. Not that it mattered to Ivan. The Alpha of the Sebryanny Kinzhal pack from Colorado who's slowly coming back from a year of hell. All he wanted was to find peace and figure out what he was supposed to do with his life. The moon goddess had an answer, and she set him up to find the one thing he needed to be saved.  So, when Nefra crashed into his truck and he saw her, Ivan knew she was his destiny. Unfortunately for him, she's not on board and seems to belong to someone else. If Ivan wants Nefretiri to be his, he'll need to do more than earn her trust. Dark secrets are waiting to devour both of them, and more than one enemy is watching in the shadows to claim what both unknowingly hold.  Somehow, they must get past their pain to find each other and build something neither believed was possible again. Finally, it's time to put the cards on the table and bet it all. If they win, their lives will be more than either of them could ever dream, but if they lose, the darkness will destroy more than one life.

"Born into a life of suffocating control, one young woman's fate is sealed from the start. Her parents, driven by a lust for wealth and status, orchestrate her every move, crushing her spirit and stifling her dreams. Their latest decree: a forced marriage to a rich and powerful man, a union designed to secure their own prosperity, regardless of her happiness. The groom sees his new wife as nothing more than a gold-digger, a beautiful but manipulative woman who will stop at nothing to claim his fortune. Determined to make her pay for her perceived transgressions, he sets out to make her life a living hell, tormenting her with cruel words and heartless actions. But as the days turn into weeks, and the weeks into months, something unexpected happens. The husband, whose heart has long been encased in ice, begins to feel the stirrings of emotion. He sees glimpses of a kind and gentle soul beneath his wife's reserved exterior, and his resolve starts to crumble. Meanwhile, his wife, who has endured unimaginable hardships at the hands of those who should have loved and protected her, begins to awaken to her own strength and resilience. As she finds the courage to stand up for herself, she starts to lose feelings for the man who has made her life so miserable. Will this twisted game of love and hate ultimately lead to redemption, or will it destroy them both? Can two people, bound together by circumstance and manipulation, find a way to heal and forgive, or will their relationship remain forever toxic? Dive into this gripping tale of love, power, and survival to find out."

Salvie passes away by a hit by the very people she blackmailed exploited and controlled. She finds herself in a Game of the gods in a universe with a system, in a competition that was randomized based on her personality. Watch with the gods as they entertain us for our amusement. Warning the first few chapters are a bit rough since I had just started writing for the first time. Please Enjoy. The image is not my own and will take down if asked. Support me and my works at www.Patreon.com/Madjic

After being shocked with news about the death of her grandma, Emeline finds it harder to move on. The old lady loved her out of all the people in the family and this had drawn Emeline to her, for Emeline knew that every other love she wanted demanded something in exchange. The lady might have not been with her everytime but the wrote letters back and forth to a point where granny knew more than even Emeline's parents knew. Now Emeline has to give a speech at the burial in Paris after she finally sees her granny's corpse for herself. She once used to love Paris. she'd always anticipated the next visit to Paris and everytime the family had to choose a country for Christmas holiday or summer holiday, Emeline always suggests Paris for she knew she'll spend time with her strong granny. But now she dreads that same city and dreads the shiny shells that lied on the floor close to her grandma's huge gate. She kept on wondering who'll talk to her now inside that dark pit, who's gonna tell her what to do when Conner becomes angry and decides to hold her tightly and leaving red marks, who's gonna give her a little hope that her parents still love her a bit, that she didn't have to search for love(even though she believed she had to). What hurts her most is that granny never said goodbye before leaving neither did she reply the last letter. All she keeps feeling is fear and she's almost losing hope that she'll never be pulled from that dark hole but she never expected what happened later in Paris neither did she expect that fate 'ld meet her when she'd returned back to Detroit.

It's not all fun and games like the name implies.

Freedom was all she wanted. Instead, she found him. Aveline thought she knew pain. She thought she knew what it meant to survive. But when she’s forced to leave behind everything she’s ever known, she finds herself in the hands of Dominic Cross a cold, powerful man who never pretends to be kind. He offers her safety, but it comes with rules. He offers her shelter, but it feels like a cage. As days blur into nights, secrets were unveiled and the walls between them start crumble, Aveline begins to question everything including herself. Because the most dangerous chains aren't made of iron. They're the ones you start to miss.

Someone abducted you, and you’re utterly stunned to discover who it is. The truth turns your world upside down, as your abductor’s only goal is to make you suffer. Yet, amidst the chaos and pain, unexpected feelings start to blossom—feelings neither of you will ever forget.

In Static Lenses, the narrator recounts a harrowing experience of psychological and physical trauma through a surreal, dissociative lens. Trapped in a state between consciousness and oblivion, she watches herself from a mental distance as her abuser—once someone who claimed to love her—spirals into panic after realizing the gravity of his actions. Detached from pain and emotion, the narrator becomes a silent observer of his unraveling guilt, fear, and desperation. As he scrambles to erase evidence and concoct escape plans, she remains motionless—until a sudden external trigger jolts her back to life. Her reawakening is visceral and powerful, marked by pain, rage, and a chilling sense of clarity. The story explores themes of trauma, survival, and the haunting power of dissociation. Told in a raw, intimate voice, Static Lenses captures the moment when silence breaks, and the victim reclaims her presence—not with vengeance, but with a gaze that sees everything.

Love is an emotion, not a stereotype

[ WARNING MATURE CONTENT] Derick Salvador is a 22-year-old Asian American who was diagnosed with psychopathy at the age of 6, for as long as Derick could remember he had always been fighting battles within himself, trying to keep his demons at bay. Cassandra Wellington is a 20-year-old African American with family issues, she's quite boring to most people but pricks the interest of the one and only Derick Salvador. PS cover picture from Pinterest

This wasn't his first time. Not the first time he was dressed up, handed off, and smiled through the pain. Avery learned to play the perfect dol l-painted lips that hid cuts, silk shirts that covered bruises, and hollow eyes that never blinked too long and reflected pain. Being used didn't hurt as much as being forgotten- so he thought. But when Avery is brought into that velvet-draped room to do the one thing he was trained to do, something changes. A voice from the past stops everything. A word no one else should know and dared to speak. "Puppy." Now the mask cracks. The memories flood back like tide crashing onto the seashore. The man he ran from-the one who broke him and built him-is standing behind him again like he never left in the first place. Now, the past he buried is staring right at him-refined, powerful, dangerous. And somehow still heartbreakingly his. They say love doesn't hurt. They've never met Augustus Salvatore Genovese. And this time? Avery can't run. Not from him. Not from himself. Nothing could save him

He’s gay. She’s a girl. So why does it feel like gravity is pulling them into each other anyway? When Eliana lands a job under fashion icon Luca, she never expects her chaotic new life to include Nicholas/Nicky—gorgeous, untouchable, and openly gay. But nights turn into stolen touches, heated glances, and secrets pressed between bodies that shouldn’t want. Eliana knows she shouldn’t fall for a man whose heart was never meant for her. And Nicky? He’s caught between the life he’s always known and the fire he can’t stay away from. Their love doesn’t make sense. It’s messy. Unlabeled. Addictive. But when every moment together feels like a confession, how long can they pretend it’s not real? Mature Rating so please no 17 and below.