How Does Gilded Lily End?

I'm Lilly. After my rescue from a rival club, the Reckless Renegades gave me a new start. I was just getting my life on track when my past comes back to haunt me. With a newfound passion for singing will my old guardian who is set on selling me ruin the future I am building. After an accident that my guardian set up in a kidnapping attempt, I lose my vision. I have to learn how to live my life differently. I need to overcome my new challenges and give up on my dream. Will I rise to the challenge? Will my guardian win? Will I get to find love and happiness despite everything that has happened to me? I'm Tank. I fell for her hard but I don't deserve her. She is light and innocent. I'm a dark biker. She deserves more than me. When her past comes back I need to step up and claim what is mine.

Lily’s engagement turns to a disaster when her fiancé suddenly falls for her sister, Ivy and chooses her instead. The Jones sisters have always had their misunderstandings, Ivy being the youngest was everyone’s favourite meanwhile Lily was left to scraped off the little love her parents had left for her. She never complained, she was willing to let Ivy have all the love but not when it came to her fiancé, Jonathan Morel. He fell for her sister instead but what broke Lily completely was when her sister accepted his proposal without hesitation Fuelled by anger and Jealousy, Lily burns her sister alive, then reclaim her fiancé and at that moment, she believed everything was perfect. But one year later, the dead returns, the sister she set on firer returns as the wife of the eldest son of the Morel family, her new sister in law. Will this little reunion be messier than what everyone imagined, will they finally reconcile or is this just the beginning of a devastating war?

Lily decided to leave home and transfer school where she caught everyone’s attention, with her sudden popularity in the school there is someone who is not so pleased about it and that is the Queen bee of the school, Jenny Fryxell; she started to hate Lily but one night will make them close to each other that will to one thing to another. While they are getting to know each other a problem will tear them apart that will make Lily use her secret.

Lily Daniels, an intelligent, ambitious but struggling artist struggling to make a living and drowning in debt, agrees to an outrageous proposal—a two-year contract marriage to a powerful and arrogant billionaire business Magnate, Lucas Hawke. Lucas needs a wife to secure his inheritance, and Lily needs a lifeline. The terms are clear: no love, no strings attached. But from the moment they sign the deal, sparks fly. Lily challenges Lucas’s cold and ruthless world, while he awakens feelings she swore she’d buried forever after the heartbreak of her broken engagement.

At The Gilded Academy, Ivy St. Claire was a ghost. To her husband, Julian Vane, she was a mistake, a "charity case" scholarship student he was forced to marry. For three years, she endured his coldness and his public affairs, waiting for the day her "trial" would end. On graduation night, Julian hands her divorce papers in front of the entire school to propose to his mistress. He expected her to cry. Instead, she laughed. When the "poor scholarship girl" returns as the CEO of the world’s largest diamond conglomerate, Julian’s world crumbles. He realizes too late that he didn't just divorce a nobody; he divorced the only woman who could save his empire. Now, he’s on his knees, but Ivy isn't looking down. She’s already moved on.

Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | 18+ | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Pace It started with a kiss I don’t remember giving. A rooftop. A moan. Someone’s fingers buried in my hair like they belonged there. A mouth on my throat that said I tasted like something they lost in another life. I wasn’t dreaming. The city was already cracking beneath me. Power grids flickering like dying stars. Tech failing. Screens static. The sky bruising in strange new colors. Everyone said it was coincidence. Collapse. Noise. But I knew better. The moment I felt her breath on my skin — even if I couldn’t see her — I knew the end had already arrived. And I had something to do with it. Ten butterflies followed me after that. Not literal ones. Not always. They shimmered in my periphery. Each the wrong color. Each too vivid. Each drawn to me like heat to blood. They touched me in dreams. They watched me when I undressed. They whispered without words. I could taste their want. Some called me cursed. Broken. Unstable. But the truth is simpler. I’m blooming again — and they all feel it. They don’t love me. They remember me. They remember what I used to be — what I still am, underneath the silence. One of them burned me with just a kiss. One broke my spine with kindness. One slid her hand under my shirt like it was always hers. One cries when she touches me. One never speaks, but her eyes dig. One wants to keep me. One wants to ruin me. And one just wants to finish what we started. They think I’m choosing. I’m not. My body already did. And now the bloom inside me is turning darker.