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One disgraceful public orgasm, and one classic assistance from Truck-kun… Instant transmigration straight into hell… or heaven? I died escaping from the most embarrassing moment of my modern life only to wake up as the disgraced Luna of a mighty kingdom. Powerless, despised, and mated to five scorching-hot, brutally possessive Alphas who loathe my very existence. Oh, and the original Luna? She cursed their... ahem... manhood back in their teens, locking them into years of aching, frustrated celibacy. No sexual release for them ever unless it was with her… now me. Armed with a sassy System that’s equal parts helpful and snarky, a virgin body hiding an experienced soul, I will flip the script, reclaim my power, and tease these frustrated Alphas until they beg, and turn their burning obsessive hate into scorching passion. Comedy, chaos, steamy reverse harem spice, and revenge. Who said dying couldn't be the start of the hottest second life ever? Even if I have to prevent a second death…

She was born a princess and raised as an exile. He was raised to be a prince, but he never truly belonged. Two secrets. Two lies. One marriage pact that will set the world on fire. Reina “Rei” Draven was switched at birth—ripped from her royal lineage and forced into an aristocratic household that never claimed her. Branded a disgrace and cast out as a teen, she disappeared into the underbelly of the world and rebuilt herself into the one thing they never expected—the ruthless, untouchable Queen of the Underworld. The mafia lord with a blood-forged crown. Finn Monreau grew up knowing he wasn't a real Monreau. He was a child traded between families, a temporary heir with an expiration date. Before the dynasty could discard him, Finn quietly created a second identity—a hidden business magnate, richer and more powerful than the family that bought him. Both betrayed. Both abandoned. Both ruled their empires, built from the ashes of their stolen childhoods. When a political crisis erupts and threatens both their networks, Finn and Rei are forced into a marriage pact—a union meant to stabilize their worlds, not ignite them. However, forced proximity reveals the truth that neither party expected: They are each other’s only equal. They become each other’s only weakness. And each other’s salvation. And as their double lives collide—royal blood, billionaire power, and criminal empires—they uncover a destiny set in motion long before they were born. Enemies become allies. Allies become lovers. Lovers become the most dangerous pair the world has ever seen. In a world built on lies, their love is the one truth powerful enough to destroy—or save—the kingdoms they were destined to rule.

She never trusted easily. He never explained himself. But somewhere between the secrets, the silence, and the cities that swallowed them both — something undeniable bloomed. The only question is whether the truth will let it survive.

His knee pressed forward, sliding between her thighs, and completely forcing them apart. The pressure made her gasp, her back arching slightly off the floor. “But I am curious,” Roy leaned forward, his eyes burning into hers as his voice dropped into something quieter and dangerous. “How far gone you actually are.” ‘What was he going to do exactly?’ ‘Please me to death?!’ --- One satisfying satisfying orgasm... Actually, it wasn't satisfying at all. I died of cardiac arrest after accidentally livestreaming myself with a vibrator to 1.4 million viewers. During my own news broadcast. With my mother calling. And instead of the sweet relief of eternal nothingness, I woke up as the most hated woman in a kingdom of beast men. A disgraced Matriarch bonded to five devastatingly gorgeous Beast Lords who despise my very existence. A cold-blooded panther who looks through me like I'm furniture. A silver-tongued fox who parades his girlfriend just to torment me. A silent serpent whose eyes track me like prey. And feral twin white tigers who'd sooner claw my throat than share a meal with me. Armed with a snarky System that roasts me harder than my husbands do, a virgin body hiding a very experienced soul, and the lingering trauma of public humiliation in two separate lifetimes, I'm going to flip the script, tame these beast husbands, and reclaim my power. And also turn their obsessive hatred into something far, far hotter. Comedy. Chaos. Five possessive beast men. One shameless Matriarch. And enough tension to set a kingdom on fire.

In the span of a year, I lost my entire family. My father was killed in a helicopter crash with my grandfather. My mother was condemned by society and lost her life at the hands of the patient’s family. My eldest brother worked himself to death trying to hold everything together. My second brother was destroyed by the entertainment world he once loved. And my youngest sister, barely eighteen, was bullied to the point of suicide. When I returned home after a few years abroad, all that was left of them were ashes and whispers. Now, with my hawk-like relatives circling the family legacy my bloodline built for over a century, I have only one way to keep it from being devoured. Marriage. It was the condition for me to receive it. So I chose a stranger. Not just any stranger, the coldest one I could find. A man who wouldn’t flinch even if I drowned the world in blood. He looked at me from across his office, his eyes sharp, unreadable. “Why should I marry you?” he asked. “Just because of that century-old inherita—” “I don’t care about that,” I cut him off. He frowned, annoyed or intrigued, I couldn’t tell. “All I’m saying,” I told him. “Is that I can give you an entertainment you’ll never forget.” He said nothing. Just stared. So I stood, walked to his window, and watched the city spread beneath us. “Don’t you think this place is already too boring?” I asked softly. “I plan to run amok. To turn this country upside down. Maybe even the world.” When I turned back to him, there was something different in his gaze. Interest. Maybe danger. “I don’t care about the money,” I said. “But I won’t let them have a single cent. I’ll use every drop of it to wreak havoc…” A cold smile tugged at my lips. “…and let blood rain.” He raised a brow, the corner of his mouth curving slightly. “Oh,” he said. “That is indeed… interesting.”

"I have someone else. Don't expect a touch, let alone a heart." — Nathan Hayes. "Good. Because you're nothing but a ticket to my freedom." — Elena Brooks. Elena Brooks is the perfect porcelain doll of the elite. To the world, she is the cold, untouchable heiress of the Brooks empire. But behind her designer gowns and "Ice Queen" mask, Elena is a prisoner of her own mind, fighting a crippling anxiety disorder and dreaming of a life far away from her father’s dictatorial shadow. Nathan Hayes is the city’s most dangerous phantom. The invisible heir to a multi-billion-dollar legacy, he prefers the raw violence of the underground boxing rings to the gilded cages of his family’s boardrooms. With ice-blue eyes and a scarred past, he fights not for glory, but to destroy the bloodline that abandoned him. When a high-stakes merger forces them into a one-year contract marriage, the deal is simple: No intimacy. No interference. No feelings. Nathan claims he loves another woman. Elena claims she’ll be bored of him in months. But their architecture of lies begins to crumble when Nathan finds a secret sketch on a basement wall—a flicker of hope in his world of darkness. And Elena realizes that the savage monster who bleeds in the ring is the only person who can see the girl behind the mask. In a world of manipulation and deadly family secrets, can two broken souls survive a marriage built on a lie? Or will the shadows they run from finally tear them apart? "In this game of power, the first one to feel... loses."

Selene Astrid spent seven years as the Saint, sacrificing everything to seal the Demon King—only to be betrayed and killed by the Hero, Crown Prince Cassian. The last thing she saw was the Duke of the North dying to protect her. She awakens as Rosalind Thorne, the villainess executed for trying to poison that same prince. With seven years of future knowledge and her holy powers sealed in a noble girl's body, Rosalind has three goals: avoid execution, expose the fake hero, and save the Duke who died for her. But the Duke remembers dreams of a silver-haired saint. The timeline is changing. And someone is pulling strings from the shadows. This time, the Saint won't be a martyr. This time, the villainess will rewrite fate.

I caught my mate in bed with my twin sister on my twenty-first birthday. Selene thought tonight would be perfect—the night Caleb would finally announce their mating bond to the entire Crescent Pack. Instead, she found him tangled with Lila, her own sister, and their betrayal shattered everything. But the nightmare had only begun. Accused of treason she didn't commit, shot with silver, and left for dead, Selene did the unthinkable—she crossed into forbidden Nightshade territory. The land of her pack's most feared enemy. Alpha Damon Salvatore is ruthless, cold, and haunted by his own demons. He should have executed the Crescent wolf bleeding on his land. Instead, something stopped him. Something he couldn't explain. Until the bond snapped into place. The heavens paired him with the daughter of his enemies. Now Selene is trapped between two impossible choices: trust the mate who betrayed her, or accept the bond with an Alpha who should be her enemy. But someone wants her dead, and they won't stop until they destroy everyone she cares about. Poison. Conspiracy. Forbidden love. As bodies pile up and secrets unravel, Selene must find the strength to fight back—before the bond between her and Damon becomes the deadliest weapon of all. In a world where loyalty means everything and trust means nothing, can love survive between enemies?

[18+ | Mature Content | Dark Romance] After slaving away for years as Ares King's sole overworked secretary, Catherine has finally had enough of his domineering and heartless attitude. She wants to quit and use the severance pay to settle her family's debts, and spend more time with her long-term boyfriend. But soon after she hands her resignation letter, she finds out that her boyfriend cheated on her. He claims she's a wreck with no future, and he's better off without her. Heartbroken and devastated, Catherine is grasping at the last straw when her boss, Ares King, proposes a contract out of the blue. "Become my wife for one year." "Why me, Mr. King?" "Because we work, Ms. Lane.” The last thing she wanted was to make a deal with the devil. But this offer is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Sell your soul to the devil for one year. How hard can that be? ********** Excerpt: "How many?" I froze. Did he expect me to count? "How. Many?" "I-I don't—Ah!" Ares spanked me again, continuously. My eyes stung, and sweet pain overtook me. I should feel sick from deriving pleasure from this, but strangely, I wasn't. "Two?" I teased, purposely getting the numbers wrong. "You shouldn't have done that." Just as I thought, he started again, but this time he drove each hit with more force until my ass was burning. "Fifteen!" I yelled, shaking. "Wrong." My heart momentarily stopped. "I got it right!" "You missed one." He pressed his hand on my searing bottom, and I moaned. I tried to squirm away, but he trapped my hands behind my back, his voice dark with warning. "Move again, and you'll regret it." ~ A/N: This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental.

The life of the underworld was something Ashley had dreamed of escaping all her life. Born as a bastard from an affair between an underworld kingpin and a prostitute, Ashley was meant to die even before she was born. The only reason she survived was that her father thought she was a boy. From a young age, she understood that if she wanted to survive in this world of violence—on top of her father’s wife and daughter’s schemes—she had to be useful. So, she made herself a promise: one day, she would escape this world. Ashley almost succeeded… until her father found her again and thrust her into a marriage of convenience with his rival, Dominion, in his beloved daughter’s place. Everyone in the underworld knew Dominion. They were cruel, organized, and simply spawns of evil. And the man who stood above that power, Luciano, was said to be downright diabolical. Just their name alone could make anyone tremble. And this organization was where Ashley now had to survive. To make matters worse, the marriage also came with a child — Luciano’s mute heir. Forced to become the wife of one of the most violent and powerful underworld organizations, and the mother of its future leader, Ashley made a vow. “No matter what, I’ll escape this place!” But she would soon realize it wouldn’t be as simple as that. Not when the feared members of Dominion clung to her feet, begging, “Madam, don’t go!” And when the mute stepson finally spoke, “Mommy, if you’re leaving, please take me with you.” Finally, her diabolical, obsessive, and utterly territorial husband said, “I’ve packed our things. Where should we go?”

Atropos Academy is ruled by the Codex, a living law-book that grades students in base-seven logic. Fail a law, and you don’t get detention—you get erased, like you never existed. Caelith Dianara is marked Null, a category for things the Codex can’t classify… or control. She keeps her real gift hidden: The End, the ability to unmake what the Codex names. When reflections begin to glitch with messages from the erased, Caelith has to choose: stay invisible, or turn memory into a weapon—and risk becoming the next blank space.

Kiara Kingsley had learned how to disappear. Exile taught her that—how to keep her head down, bury claws beneath skin, how to pass as human, how to raise a child in a world that would never understand what he truly was. For years, she believed she had succeeded. The past stayed silent. The pack stayed away. And her little Mat grew, blissfully unaware of the blood humming in his veins. Until the night he vanished. The hamlet spiraled into panic - questions,sirens,fear. But Kiara felt none of it. The air carried their scent.She knew exactly who had taken her little Mat. And she knew what it would cost to get him back. Returning meant facing Caspian Silverheart—her Alpha mate, the one man she never learned how to hate. The same man who had stood frozen and shattered as his father pronounced her banishment, sealing her fate before their entire pack. Kiara never blamed Caspian. Some sins were too heavy to share, and she had carried hers alone. To bring Mat back, Kiara knew she must return beyond the veil and face the one truth she had spent years avoiding. Some betrayals were written into fate long before love ever had a choice. Crossing the veil, Kiara expected judgment, hatred, and the ghosts of everything she had destroyed. What she did not expect was a world she no longer recognized. The pack she left behind had been reshaped. Power had shifted. Familiar laws felt dangerously flexible. And the silence surrounding her little boy’s disappearance was far too deliberate to be accidental. As old bonds resurfaced and buried truths began to stir, Kiara realized her exile may never have been about punishment. It may have been about erasure. And the laws governing blood, lineage, and power now circled dangerously close to Mat as well. Because Mat was not just her little boy. He was a convergence…of bloodlines, of broken oaths, of a future the pack was never meant to unlock. Now that she had returned, the lies holding their worlds together were beginning to fracture. (**spoiler alert - The story involves several supernatural myths, lores and creatures apart from the wolves themselves.This might not be a typical reverse harem story but might contain elements of it. Certain subplots might contain elements/mention of r*pe.Readers discretion suggested. Happy reading to all of you, hope you have a blast reading this baby!)

Sora Miragale wasn't the richest elf, unlike others who either had good lives or simple lives, she spent her life in scraps picking what she could find and sell in the deep abyss of Titan Forge. Though her life wasn't all good or simple, she had always dreamt of becoming a knight one day, fighting against monsters and beasts. But her fate was clear that day when she came across what felt almost like a dream. No, it wasn't— It was something abnorbal, something that didn't belong in this world were elves only existed. [Congratulations. You have acquired the power of a Chaos Crafter.] [Do you wish to accept this offer?] [Choose your path]

Things like transmigration were impossible until you became a victim! This was what happened to Sienna Mills, a competitive eater who died while livestreaming herself eating chicken feet! And when she opened her eyes, she was Sienna Mills, the notorious horny, lazy wife of Fox Lord Elias Veythar, leader of the fox clan in an interstellar beast world! She was also an unfit mother cruel mother for their two pups. Even worse than her reputation, she had no mental or physical strength in a world where someone was supposed to have one of the two. She was a waste of air and space! Everyone was whispering about her looming divorce which would naturally lead to a miserable ending. In every novel she had read, a character like her was always abandoned, crippled or left to die alone as a beggar. She had arrived on the very day the divorce papers were served. But unlike the original Sienna, this one had a secret. A pet taming system that she could use to pass off as a mental ability. However, the system had other plans. It bound Elias Veythar as her pet, complete with loyalty protocols, obedience triggers and a collar! But how was she supposed to tame the beast man feared across the realm for his ruthless power and icy charm? Step 1-Rip up the divorce papers and turn the Fox Lord into a doting husband. When she said 'sit' he walked out of the house. When she said 'roll' his bodyguards put her in a rug and rolled her out of the house. Determined to save her life and change the dramatic ending in her mind, she eyed the pups. Step 2- Teach the pups first and the father will follow. Once again, she was put in a rug and rolled out. Step 3-Teach the in-laws, the pups would pick up and the father would fall in line. Water was splashed in her face, then she was rolled out in a rug! Step 4-Lie down and wait for death.

Have you ever fucked a stranger in an airplane bathroom on Valentine's Day after having the worst day of your life? Yeah. Me neither. Until my boyfriend decided to give me the plot twist of the century on the most romantic day of the year—cheating on me with half of New York in our bed. So I threw caution to the wind and let a masked stranger bend me over in a cramped airplane bathroom and fuck me until I saw the stars. No faces. No names. Just the best orgasm of my life and a silent agreement we'd never see each other again. Except four weeks later, I'm starting fresh as Executive Assistant to Finnegan Wolfe — billionaire CEO, certified control freak, and the most infuriatingly gorgeous man I've ever had the misfortune of working for. And my new boss is the stranger who wrecked me. He just doesn't know it yet. Now I'm navigating a job I desperately need, a past I'm desperately hiding, and a man who makes me forget every reason I'm supposed to stay professional. The only question is — what happens when he finally remembers? This is a steamy office romance with secrets, lies, and enough sexual tension to melt your Kindle. PARTICIPATING IN WSA 2026 — I'M COUNTING ON YOUR SUPPORT!

Wren Ashford has been claimed three times and burned every single time. The first mate wanted her land. The second wanted her body. The third wanted to use her as a weapon. She rejected them all — and paid for it with everything she had. Now the three of them kneel at her feet and cry that they love her. She doesn't care. Packless, homeless, and done with love, Wren puts on a silver mask and walks into the ancient Mating Hunt with one goal — one night of freedom before she rebuilds her life alone. Then a scent stops her cold. Pine, rain, and something deep and warm that makes her wolf go absolutely still before howling loud enough to crack the sky. Her wolf says: Him. Wren says: Absolutely not. But Calder Voss — quiet, steady, and more dangerous than he looks — has already decided she is worth every wall she throws at him. He doesn't know about the three men who broke her. He doesn't know she is the last of a murdered bloodline so powerful it once ended wars. He just knows his wolf chose her and he is not the kind of man who walks away. They tried to make her small. They made her legendary instead.

Kristen was always alone in her life on earth, due to the fact that she was born into the mafia which took the majority of her freedom away, but also because of how unapproachable she seemed. Skin as white as snow, jet black hair paired with beautiful features and cold, judgemental eyes. She was the type of person people would idolise and adore just for existing. Despite what Kristen seemed however, she truly just wanted to have the freedom to do what she pleased. So when she got shot in the chest on one ordinary morning and died ,her soul got reincarnated into a higher realm, the immortal realm, where cultivation and magic exists. Instead of falling into despair Kristen took it as an opportunity to never be restricted again, well actually, that was before she realised that she became a fucking bird. So now.... A/N:This story does not have a system although the mc can see her stats and other things due to her skill [Appraisal]. New chapters every 1-2 days.

Harley Hartwell came back to Grayhaven for one reason. The truth. Once an FBI investigator, she now works Major Crimes in the same city where her parents were murdered twenty years ago. But the deeper she investigates, the clearer it becomes— The past was never buried. And someone has been waiting for her to return.

Wren Ashwood has waited her whole life for two things — her wolf and Callum Grey. Her childhood best friend. The boy who held her hand through every shift-less birthday and whispered "I'll choose you anyway." Now eighteen and still unshifted, Wren stands before the entire Ashwood pack expecting her fated mate bond — and instead gets a public rejection that splits her heart in two. Callum already has a chosen mate. A powerful, fully-shifted Alpha female. And Wren? She's nothing but an omega who can't even change under a full moon. Then a stranger walks through the pack doors like a storm given a body. Killian Voss. The Lycan King. The man who destroyed her parents' pack when she was six years old, leaving her an orphan raised by strangers. His eyes meet hers and the mate bond hits them both like lightning. He speaks four words in front of every witness: "I will take her." Wren has a choice — crumble in the ashes of her first rejection, or accept the hand of the most dangerous man alive and burn the whole world down on her way back up. She chooses fire.

The night Elara Veyne wakes up, her parents are already dead and the police are coming. So she runs. What begins as a desperate escape leads her straight into a hidden world of vampires, ancient bloodlines, and a council that has been watching her life from the shadows. The council believes Elara may carry something long thought lost to time: a Veinmark, a rare mark tied to the oldest and most powerful vampire houses. If it awakens, Elara will not simply become another vampire. She could become a threat to the balance of their entire world. Forced into Umbra Scola, the academy where young vampires are trained, Elara must learn to survive among ancient rivalries, political enemies, and secrets buried deep in vampire history. But while the council debates what she might become, a mystery never left her mind. Who killed her parents? And why was someone trying to erase House Veyne from existence?