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Entangled With You

Entangled With You

All he ever wanted was freedom… and love. Twenty two year-old Noah has lived a life trapped behind bruises and locked doors. Raised by a cruel father and an indifferent stepmother, his days have been filled with silence, pain, and the desperate hope that one day—someone would see him. Save him. But salvation never came. Instead, he’s sold—like property—to a powerful mafia boss under the guise of an arranged marriage. Cold, ruthless, and feared across the underworld, Damian Moretti doesn’t need love. What he needs is a husband who can serve as a political pawn in a war of families. Noah is everything Damian didn’t expect: fragile yet unyielding, terrified yet defiant. And while their marriage begins in chains, something begins to shift in the shadows of their forced union. As secrets unravel and danger stalks every corner, Noah must decide: will he be caged forever by the choices of others—or rise and claim the life and love he was always denied? In a world ruled by blood and power, can a boy who was never wanted become the heart no one can live without?
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Chapter: Chapter 25
Damien's POVThe morning sunlight poured into the penthouse, spilling across the polished marble floor in soft golden waves. I’d always hated mornings—meetings stacked before I’d even had coffee, men waiting with questions, enemies watching my every move. But this morning… I woke up slower than usual, my body instinctively seeking the warmth that wasn’t there.Noah’s room was down the hall, but every time I woke, I half-expected him to be beside me. That thought shouldn’t exist. We were not there yet. Hell, I wasn’t even sure where there was. But it was there nonetheless, stubborn and insistent.I pushed myself out of bed, showered, dressed, and followed the smell of breakfast. Elena was back, which meant the penthouse felt alive again. When I entered the kitchen, the scene was so ordinary it nearly undid me—Noah at the counter with Elena, sleeves rolled up, carefully arranging slices of fruit while Elena bossed him around about portion sizes.He looked… at peace.I stayed at the door
Last Updated: 2025-09-23
Chapter: Chapter 24
Noah's POVWhen I woke up the next morning, I was wrapped in warmth.It took me a second to realize where I was. My cheek was pressed against Damien’s chest, his steady heartbeat echoing in my ear. His arm was around me, holding me close like I was something fragile, something precious.I didn’t dare move at first. I just laid there, letting myself breathe in the faint scent of his cologne, mixed with something uniquely him—something grounding, something safe.Safe.That word still felt foreign to me. For so long, safety had been a dream I couldn’t reach, like the stars scattered across the night sky. But here, in his arms, I felt a flicker of it.And it scared me.Because if I let myself believe it, if I let myself sink too deep into this warmth, what would happen when it was ripped away?I tried to push the thought aside. I had promised myself I would stop living in fear of “what if.” I wanted—needed—to live in the “right now.”And right now… I was in my husband’s arms.“Are you awa
Last Updated: 2025-09-22
Chapter: Chapter 23
Damian's POVThere are moments in life that alter you so completely you know you’ll never be the same again. Tonight was one of those moments.Noah’s words echoed in my head long after he fell asleep in my arms. His voice, broken but steady, confessing the pain he had carried his whole life—it had carved itself into me.I’d faced enemies with knives, guns, and armies at their backs. I’d stared death in the face and walked away without flinching. But sitting there, holding Noah while he trembled from nightmares he couldn’t escape, I felt something I’d never felt before.Fear.Not fear for myself—but for him. Fear that if I wasn’t careful, if I didn’t protect him, I might lose him.And that was unacceptable.When Noah finally drifted back into an uneasy sleep, I laid him down carefully on the bed and sat beside him. The moonlight spilling through the window caught the faint lines on his arm where his sleeve had ridden up. Scars. Evidence of battles he should never have had to fight.My
Last Updated: 2025-09-18
Chapter: Chapter 22
Damian's POVThe house was silent. Too silent.After the ambush, we’d returned under heavy guard, the compound fortified like a fortress. Men patrolled the grounds with rifles, cameras blinked in every corner, and yet… Noah hadn’t spoken a word since we stepped through the door.Now, in the bedroom, I watched him from across the room. He sat on the edge of the bed, staring down at his hands. The faint glow from the lamp bathed him in warm light, but his expression was far away—distant, haunted.He’d been quiet before, shy at times, but this silence was different. He was carrying something.I crossed the room slowly, careful not to startle him. “Noah,” I said gently.He didn’t look up. “You shouldn’t keep the lights on for me. I can sleep in the dark.”The way he said it—flat, hollow—made something in me ache. I sat beside him, leaving a careful gap between us, and waited. Sometimes silence needed silence in return.Finally, he spoke again, his voice barely more than a whisper. “When I
Last Updated: 2025-09-18
Chapter: Chapter 21
Damian's POVThe night air carried a bitter chill as I stepped out of my office and into the courtyard where several of my men had gathered. Their faces were grim, marked with blood, smoke, and exhaustion from the ambush at the warehouse. The smell of gunpowder clung to their clothes, and the sight of their wounds filled me with a rage that simmered low in my chest.The Vipers had made their move.I clenched my fists, forcing myself to stay calm. Rage was fuel, but if I lost myself to it, I’d be no better than the animals we were fighting. I needed control. I needed clarity.“Report,” I demanded, my voice echoing across the stone walls of the compound.Luca and Enzo, stepped forward, “Boss, they came in hard and fast. Twenty men, armed to the teeth. They knew our routes, knew when the trucks would arrive. This wasn’t random—it was planned. Someone fed them our movements.”A traitor. My stomach twisted.“How many casualties?” I asked.“Three dead. Five injured.” His eyes flicked downw
Last Updated: 2025-09-18
Chapter: Chapter 20
Damian's POVThe silence in my father’s study was heavy, broken only by the faint ticking of the grandfather clock against the far wall. The rich scent of old leather, cigar smoke, and polished oak filled the room, grounding me in the moment. My father leaned back in his chair, his sharp eyes fixed on me.“What do you mean, they are onto us again?” he asked, his voice low, controlled, but carrying that undercurrent of steel that could cut through bone.I met his gaze . “There have been sightings of their men around the city. Not just rumors. Real movements. They’ve been testing our people, probing the borders of our businesses. Two of my men caught a group of them shadowing one of our clubs last week.”My father’s jaw tightened, his hand curling into a fist against the desk. For years, the Vipers had been a festering scar on our family—an enemy that had tried to destroy everything we loved. They were the reason my mother bore those invisible wounds that never quite healed. They were t
Last Updated: 2025-09-18
Reborn just to love you

Reborn just to love you

Some love are worth dying for, Others are worth coming back for. Max had it all, a husband she adored since high school and a best friend she treated like a sister. A life she thought was perfect until she finally learnt the truth. Betrayed by the two people she trusted and loved the most, she was pushed to her death, her last breath stolen by their cold smiles. But fate was not finished with her. Waking up in the body of a stranger, a man and they actually share the same name. He was a man of power, wealth. A second chance, she swore to burn their worlds to the ground. This time, she won't be the prey. Yet among her carefully laid plans, Max crosses paths with the one person who ever truly cared for her, a quiet school nerd back in high school Victor DeLuca. But he was not the nerd looking kid he was before, he was much hotter and has really changed. Falling in love with him was not part of Max's plan. Now, Max has to choose between vengeance that has kept her alive or a love that might finally set her free. Rebirth. Revenge. Romance Her heart died once, will it survive a second chance?
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Chapter: Whispers of the Dead
The funeral was supposed to be a celebration of life, or so the program said in neat, italicized font, printed on thick ivory paper. But all I could feel, standing beneath the pale sky that hung over the cemetery, was a hollowness that mocked every word spoken from the pulpit.I stood at the edge of the gathering, away from the cluster of mourners. Billionaire or not, I didn’t belong among them. These were her family, her so-called friends, the people who had held her close in the life I had only watched from afar. I had no right to grieve publicly. No one here would understand why a man like me, someone the tabloids loved to paint as untouchable, would have tears clinging stubbornly to the corners of his eyes.The air was heavy with lilies and damp earth. Max’s photograph rested at the front — framed, smiling, that same smile that once cracked open my universe in the stale fluorescent halls of our high school. My chest tightened.I remembered that day so clearly: her glance, her smil
Last Updated: 2025-09-22
Chapter: Fire in the Veins
Max’s POVThe city pulsed beneath me like a living creature, its arteries glowing with streams of headlights, its heartbeat a constant thrum of engines and voices. From the penthouse windows of Blackwell Tower, I could see everything—skyscrapers clawing at the night sky, neon lights buzzing in the distance, the promise of power spread out like a map I could redraw in blood if I chose.I pressed my palm against the cool glass, watching the fog of my breath stain the reflection. The man in the glass stared back, not the woman who had once believed in love, in friendship, in loyalty. She had died on a cold living-room floor, betrayed by her husband and her best friend. All that remained was this stranger—Max Blackwell. My new skin. My new weapon.The irony wasn’t lost on me. Both of us bore the same name, but this Max had been forged differently. Scarred knuckles. Calloused palms. Eyes shadowed with exhaustion, with the hollow disappointment of parents who never saw him. A man who built
Last Updated: 2025-09-20
Chapter: Victor DeLuca
Victor's POVI had everything now or so the world believed. When my name flashed across Forbes lists, when paparazzi stalked me outside glittering galas, when executives tripped over themselves to curry my favor in boardrooms that hummed with power and air-conditioning, the world saw a man who had conquered it all.But i remembered a time when no one even saw me.Back then in high school, i was just a wiry boy with crooked glasses, perpetually hunched beneath the weight of too many books. I smelled faintly of chalk and printer ink, my backpack always bursting with half-finished science projects. My classmates saw "the nerd." But i only saw her.Max.Max with her easy smile, the kind that could thaw winter mornings. Max with her untamed confidence, walking down high school hallways as if the world had already signed over the deed to her. I could still recall the sting of watching her from a distance, never daring to step closer, never brave enough to admit how my heart hammered wheneve
Last Updated: 2025-09-20
Chapter: A stranger's skin
Max's POVI gasped and woke up from my sleep, i sat upright. I looked at my surroundings and it was different. I was not on my living room floor where i was covered in blood, everything was gone and different.I was on a massive king sized bed. The floor to ceiling windows framed a glittering city skyline. The air smelled different, like an expensive cologne. I threw the blanket that covered my body and froze. I was looking different. My legs were longer, my hands were bigger.I quickly stood up and stumbled to the mirror. I did not see my face staring back to me. Instead, a man was staring back at me. I studied his face with the kind of intensity i had once reserved for a late night cramming before exams.He has high cheekbones but not too high, a round face, button nose, a mole under his left eyes just like mine, black hair, gray eyes. He looked cute for a guy. He would easily pass off as a male and female. His body was average height. But i felt something, he might try to be storn
Last Updated: 2025-09-16
Chapter: Chapter 1
Max POV Is this it? Is this the end?The thought coils through my mind smoke, slow and poisonous, curling thighter with every breath i take.Is this how I die by the hands of the people I trusted the most? My husband and my best friend. I was laying on the ground, covered in my own blood and my so called husband and best friend were watching me take my last breath, laughing."Pathetic," she says, voice low and syrupy. "She actually thought we cared." My so called best friend, Emily said as she rapped her arm around my husband.Alex chuckles, a sound that once melted me. Now it slices straight through my heart.My fingers twitch against the tile, searching for something, anything to anchor me, to fight back. But my body is heavy, sluggish. My blood is warm at first, then chilling as it leaves me.It is so strange, what you actually remember when you are dying. Not the wedding vows, not the big and small fights and agurements, not even the kiss on the football field where it all began.
Last Updated: 2025-09-16
Without you

Without you

Vincent Blackwood is the most richest man in the world, with his icy demeanour and zero tolerance for nonsense, his company Blackwood enterprises has always rated first but one day, his father dropped a shocking announcement saying he should marry his greatest enemy, Elias Hale in other to merge their companies together. Elias never knew why Vincent hated him so much so when his father told him about the arranged marriage, he was happy because he had a secret no one else knew. He has always had a crush on Vincent but was to scared to say anything. As the two navigate their fake marriage, Sparkes ignite in a way unexpected. Vincent realise Elias isn't as bad has he thought him to be.
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Chapter: Chapter 25
Elias POVI woke up the next morning feeling as though the air itself was too heavy to breathe. My lips tingled faintly, and every time I shifted under the blanket, the memory of last night came rushing back. Vincent had kissed me. Not the cold, calculated Vincent Blackwood the world knew, but a man who had cornered me against the wall, who had whispered he was worried when I wasn’t home, and who had pressed his lips against mine like he couldn’t stop himself.I lay there, staring at the ceiling, unsure whether to smile or panic. My heart kept replaying it on a loop, but my head, my rational head, kept insisting it was a mistake. Maybe he kissed me because of the heat of the moment. Maybe he regretted it already. Maybe it was just a way to shut me up.I buried my face in the pillow, groaning into the fabric. Get it together, Elias.The smell of coffee wafted faintly through the air, dragging me out of my spiraling thoughts. My stomach grumbled, loudly. I hadn’t eaten much after the di
Last Updated: 2025-09-22
Chapter: Chapter 24
Vincent's POVI woke up before the sun had even considered rising, the room bathed in a gray, sleepy light. My body felt restless, my mind heavier than it should have been after only a few hours of sleep. Elias. The memory of our kiss last night refused to leave me. I hadn’t slept; I didn’t even want to. My thoughts had been consumed by him—the way he’d backed into the wall, the way his breath had hitched, the subtle tremor of his lips, and the faint, helpless warmth of his body pressed against mine.I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, my feet landing on the cool hardwood floor. My heart was still racing. I kept replaying the moment, trying to tell myself I had been reckless, that maybe it had been a mistake—but I couldn’t. Deep down, I knew it hadn’t been a mistake. Every bit of me wanted that kiss to be the first of many, wanted to finally take what had been denied for so long.But there was also fear. Elias didn’t know. He didn’t know I had been jealous of Thomas. He didn’t k
Last Updated: 2025-09-18
Chapter: Chapter 23
Vincent's POV I kissed him. I kissed Elias again. I could not hold on any longer. Seeing him with Thomas made me really angry and jealous. Yes, Elias is married to me but I knew Thomas was flirting with Elias but Elias was to innocent to know. When i got back from work, i noticed the penthouse was quiet so i went to check if Elias was back but his room and drawing room was empty. I called his number bot there was no responce, it just went straight to voicemail.I was getting worried and it was already 11pm. I went to my room to freshen up and went back to the gallery. When i got there, i saw his car was still there and the lights were still on so i knew he was inside.Relief washed over me, but the lights were still on inside the building. It was late. Too late for him to still be there working. What was he thinking? He wasn’t supposed to overwork himself, especially not this close to reopening. He deserved rest, care, balance. Not to burn himself out.I waited outside till he finish
Last Updated: 2025-09-18
Chapter: Chapter 22
Elias POV The car ride home with really silent. The only thing that could be heard was the faint music playing from the car. There was a lot of thought going through my head. My stomach decided it was a perfect time to make an entrance. Vincent looked at me and I wished the ground could swallow me because I was really embarrassed."Hungry? He asked."Yes, I have not eaten since you brought me lunch " I replied him. He made a turn by the left and we went to a 24/7 diner.We got out of the car and entered the diner. We went to the counter to order what we wanted to eat. As soon as the girl beside the counter saw us or should I say Vincent, she quickly unbuttoned the first two button of her shirt. Her boobs were in full display."What can I get you? She said while ignoring me and making flirty looks at Vincent. Vincent did not even look her way."I would like to get a chicken burger and some fries, what do you want? I turned to Vincent and asked him."Same as yours" he replied. I turned
Last Updated: 2025-09-17
Chapter: Chapter 21
Elias POVVincent has been acting strange since the day we came back from the amusement park. He was nicer for some reason which was not a bad thing. I was only worried this side of him won’t last.I wanted to do something nice for him, so I decided to make him breakfast. I did not know if he would like it or even eat it but he ate it and liked it. I had to meet Serena at the gallery because we still have a lot of things to do before our reopening. We had some people drop some paintings for us so we had to arrange everything inside the gallery. We could actually hire someone to do everything for us but we wanted to do it ourselves. It makes us bond more.We spent all morning offloading and arranging everything and it was now afternoon. Serene suggested we get something to eat. As she was about to place the order, someone walked in. Someone I did not expect to see.It was my friend back in my old high school back in los Angeles before we moved to New York. Thomas, he was literally m
Last Updated: 2025-09-15
Chapter: Chapter 20
Vincent's POV The next day, I got up early because I could not sleep. I had a lot of thoughts going through my head so it was hard for me to sleep. I got up from my bed, stretched my body and headed to the bathroom.I took a shower and went inside my closet to get dressed for work. I missed work yesterday so I had a lot of work waiting for me at the company.After dressing up, I styled my hair and sprayed my perfume, wore my shoe, took my phone and other necessary things and left my room. I passed Elias room and wanted to knock on his door but decided against it.I got downstairs and headed for the kitchen when I saw Elias making breakfast. He was humming a song and swaying his hips. He has yet to notice my presence. I could not help the smile that formed on my face.I cleared my throat to make my presence noticed. He jumped on the spot and turned around to face me with his hand on his chest. Immediately he saw me, his whole face turned red."I..i..I ..I did not hear you come down" h
Last Updated: 2025-09-10
Claimed by the Straight Alpha

Claimed by the Straight Alpha

Alpha William had always wanted his mate, his Luna by his side for 15 years now but still she never showed until one day he ran into a guy who was by the beach alone, looking lost in the sea, Alpha William thought he was planning on going into the water so he waited just to make sure the mysterious guy does not do anything stupid. After a while, the mysterious guy stood up and left then Alpha William watched him as he left and wondered what was wrong because he was feeling weird, a feeling he had never felt before so he just brushed it off and went one his way. Alpha William did not know yet that that mysterious guy would be someone special to him.
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Chapter: Chapter 69
Third person POVThe morning after the meeting with Maverick’s rogue scouts dawned gray and heavy, a thick fog pressed low over the dead forest that Zane had chosen for his temporary camp. The air tasted metallic, as if the land itself sensed what Zane intended to unleash.He didn’t sleep.He rarely slept anymore.Instead, he stood on a ledge of broken stone overlooking the forest floor, where rogues moved like ants—organizing tents, sharpening weapons, testing their shifting. They were a motley assembly of wolves who had no pack, no alpha, no future. But under Zane’s command? They had purpose again—even if that purpose was dipped in blood.Maverick approached from behind, his steps soundless.“You didn’t rest,” he said without question.Zane didn’t turn. “There’s no rest until the White Wolf kneels.”Maverick exhaled slowly. “Zane… this path—it’s dangerous. Even for you.”“And that excites me,” Zane replied, a twisted smirk tugging at his lips. His eyes—the eyes of a wolf that had se
Last Updated: 2025-11-27
Chapter: Chapter 68
Alpha Zane’s POVThe forest was colder tonight—colder than it should’ve been for early autumn. The moon was thin, a sharp crescent cutting across the sky like a blade, and the wind carried with it the scent of shifting power. Old power. Forbidden power. The power I’d been denied.The power now living inside him—Ester.The White Wolf.The fragment I should have possessed.My jaw clenched hard enough that it cracked in the silence. That should’ve been mine. The Moongoddess’s whisper—the one I’d heard when I was barely thirteen—had promised greatness. Promised dominance. Promised a destiny carved in silver and blood. But she never said it would be given to someone else. Someone unworthy. Someone weak.I dragged in a slow, controlled breath.Tonight wasn’t about what I lost.Tonight was about what I’d take back.I stepped over a fallen log and into the clearing where a dozen shadows waited. Rogues. Wanderers. Exiles. Wolves with no allegiance, no law, no Alpha—but strength. Brutality. Hu
Last Updated: 2025-11-27
Chapter: Chapter 67
Ester's POVThat night, after tending to the injured wolf and ensuring the pack was on high alert, I lay in our shared quarters with William. His presence was a tether, steady and grounding, wolf coiling beneath my skin like a living pulse in harmony with his. Even in the quiet, I could feel the lingering tension, the echo of the Moon Goddess’s words reverberating through every fiber of my being.Sleep came slowly, tugged toward me by exhaustion, but the Goddess’s voice—soft, luminous, almost liquid in its cadence—called me back into the dreamscape. This time, I didn’t resist.The moon hung high, impossibly bright, spilling silver light across a vast expanse of rolling hills. Wolves moved through the shadows, silhouettes against the pale glow, and at the center of it all was her—radiant, infinite, the Moongoddess herself. Her presence pressed against my chest, filled the hollow of my lungs, and coiled through my spine like an electric current.“Ester,” she said, voice a melody that re
Last Updated: 2025-11-23
Chapter: Chapter 66
Ester's POVWilliam and I exchanged a look—one of those silent conversations we’d gotten frighteningly good at. His eyes sharpened instantly, shifting from comforting mate to Alpha in seconds.Control.Authority.Instinct.All of it slid into place.He stood first, tugging on sweatpants with practiced efficiency before tossing a shirt in my direction. I blinked, still drowning in the aftershocks of the dream, but my body moved on instinct.I pulled the shirt over my head, hands trembling only slightly.William noticed.He always noticed.He paused, stepping in front of me and guiding my chin up gently.“You don’t have to be afraid,” he murmured.I swallowed. “I’m not afraid. Just… unsure.”He brushed his thumb along my jaw.“That’s enough fear for me to care.”My chest tightened. “William—”He kissed my forehead. “Let’s go. Whatever it is, I promise we’ll deal with it.”I nodded, though dread continued curling low in my stomach. The Moon Goddess’s warning echoed through my mind like a
Last Updated: 2025-11-23
Chapter: Chapter 65
Ester's POVThe world snapped back into darkness.Not the real world yet—not William’s bedroom, not the warmth of his hand around my waist. This was the space between dreaming and waking, the hollow place where echoes lived.And in that darkness, her final words replayed again and again.Your power is not your curse. It is your crown.I didn’t know whether to feel comforted or terrified.Because a crown meant responsibility.A crown meant danger.A crown meant war.And I…I had never wanted any of that.I just wanted to live.To understand myself.To protect my family.To stay by William’s side.Was that too much to ask?A faint breeze brushed my skin, carrying the scent of night jasmine and cold moonwater. I felt weightless, suspended, drifting back toward consciousness.The Moon Goddess’s voice returned one last time, quieter now, as if fading into the horizon.“Ester… do not run from who you are.”The darkness cracked open.And I fell.My eyes flew open with a gasp.I bolted uprigh
Last Updated: 2025-11-23
Chapter: Chapter 64
Ester's POVThe night felt heavier than usual.Even the air inside William’s bedroom carried a weight—thick, quiet, expectant. William slept beside me, his arm draped over my waist, his breathing soft and steady. Normally, the warmth of him soothed my mind instantly, but tonight something inside me wouldn’t rest.An uneasy pull.A whisper beneath my skin.My wolf pacing in circles in the back of my mind.Something is coming, my wolf murmured.I didn’t respond. I couldn’t. Because the truth was—I felt it too.The full moon’s light drifted through the curtains, spilling across the sheets. It painted William’s skin silver, turning him into some celestial statue. With his hair messy, lips relaxed, and brow unknotted, he looked years younger.And safer.I reached out and brushed his cheek with the back of my fingers. He didn’t stir. He trusted me enough to sleep deeply, completely. That alone tugged at my chest.But before I could sink into the comfort of that thought—A sudden pulse shot
Last Updated: 2025-11-23
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