นิยายเว็บแนว Survival Game LGBTQ+ และเรื่องราวในฉาก Hate to Love

Kaelen was prepared to die in the Executionary Ceremony. Instead, he was brought to the sheets of one of the most dangerous and sadistic Alphas to ever exist. Kaelen was just a scentless, wolfless runt to everyone. Unaware of the fact that he was hiding a dark secret inside him. He was the last of the Eclipse wolves, meant to eat the Alphas inside out and consume their powers. But his wolf has been dormant for years, waiting for a perfect host. Vance, the highest Executioner of the King and also one of the most sadistic Alphas to ever exist, kills wolfless runts every year. But when he touched Kaelen, he strangely became obsessed with him. Unable to kill him, he brings him to his personal chambers. Vance thinks he brought home a fragile and broken mutt to toy around and dominate, unaware of the fact that he brought a predator home who consumes his Alpha energy in every encounter. With power dynamics changing, the submissive turning out to be the most dangerous and ruthless wolf, and the dominant Alpha losing his control, the line between captor and captive blurs. Bring in a suspicious King who is dead set on killing the last descendant of the Eclipse blood. Where pleasure becomes a weapon and love feels like a game, who is consuming whom? ________ "What did you do to me?" I asked him, my voice strained with lack of energy, and a dark smile played on his lips as he easily pulled himself from my bed and grabbed me by the back of my neck. His touch suddenly became stronger and more lethal than before. "Don't stop yet, My Lord," he whispered in my ear, his touch sending waves of chills down my spine. "I had just started enjoying myself."

Carmen Sanchez, a fiercely independent international thief, has built her life on secrets, precision, and refusing to answer to anyone. Marguerite Archambault, a rebellious French princess and secret thief, dreams of escaping her royal obligations. When their paths collide during a daring heist to steal the 1297 Magna Carta, their rivalry ignites an irresistible attraction filled with flirtation, tension, and dangerous desire. What begins as a seemingly straightforward theft quickly spirals into a deadly conspiracy threatening the legitimacy of the French monarchy. Pursued by rival thieves and royal security, Carmen and Marguerite uncover a mysterious plot involving the Sovereign Veil, a powerful mechanism capable of authenticating or destroying royal bloodlines. As the conspiracy deepens, Carmen discovers that her deliberately erased past holds the key to secrets powerful enough to reshape history. When the women realize the Magna Carta they stole is a forgery, they must race to Paris, intercept the authentic manuscript, and prevent a royal succession ceremony that could change the monarchy forever. Forced to navigate betrayal, dangerous alliances, and their growing feelings for one another, Carmen and Marguerite must decide whether they can trust each other enough to risk everything. Two thieves. One crown. A forbidden romance that could bring a monarchy to its knees.

Daphne Vega has one rule: never feel anything. She's a professional con artist. She seduces, she steals, she disappears. Emotion is a liability she can't afford. So when intelligence broker Adrian Wolfe offers her millions to infiltrate billionaire CEO Celeste Laurent's empire — seduce her, access her classified AI technology, deliver the data — Daphne says yes without blinking. Simple job. Wrong woman. Because from the moment Daphne walks into Celeste's world wearing a fake name and a practiced smile, Celeste looks at her like she already knows every lie she's ever told. And instead of exposing her — she pulls her closer. Now Daphne is living in Celeste's penthouse. Wearing Celeste's arm like a crown at billion-dollar events. Playing the perfect fake girlfriend while executives inside Laurent Axis start dying one by one. Accidents. Suicides. Disappearances. The deeper Daphne falls into Celeste's carefully constructed world, the harder it becomes to remember where the performance ends — and where she begins. Then Celeste says four words that change everything: "I knew from the beginning." And Daphne realizes she was never the spy in this story. She was the trap. But if Celeste already knew she was a traitor… why does she still look at her like she's the only honest thing she's ever touched?