Afraid Of Clowns

The night my father collapsed, I learned some men negotiate with money… but Noah Thorne negotiates with lives. I never planned to marry a billionaire CEO, especially not the man my father owed $50,000 to. But when the hospital demanded an $80,000 deposit before surgery, life made the choice for me. While my mother sobbed in a cold hallway, Noah’s bodyguard arrived with an offer, an arranged marriage, a contract marriage that would clear the debt and cover every medical bill. When I confronted Noah, he presented the terms without cruelty: one year, no intimacy, public appearances only, and freedom after. He believed he was offering mercy but I felt like beautifully packaged captivity. Desperation crushed pride, and I signed. Our “marriage” was a seven-minute formality, no vows, no meaning. Moving into his penthouse was like stepping into a museum built to contain silence. Publicly, we were the perfect romance. Privately, we were strangers navigating a fragile arrangement thick with unspoken tension. Complications followed us: Noah’s elegant, smug ex who treated me like a placeholder, and my own ex-boyfriend, whose sudden reappearance triggered jealousy in Noah he couldn’t hide. Arguments, silences, and late-night moments softened something between us. Slowly, painfully, the man behind the empire emerged, the lonely boy shaped by loss, abandonment, and guarded walls. We began to care. We tried to deny it. Feelings weren’t in the contract but feelings don’t read contracts. Near the end of the year, Noah pulled away. I thought he wanted freedom. He signed the release papers with steady hands and a breaking heart. I was almost gone when he whispered the truth: “Please don’t go.” We tore up the contract. A year later, we married again, this time for love, not survival. This time, I chose him

WARNING: 18+ ONLY Brutal, unsparing erotica that doesn't whisper, it snarls. Expect razor-sharp detail: filthy dialogue, cruel dominance, intoxicating betrayal, steep age gaps, wedding-ring treason, multi-mouth worship, heart-stopping public risk, outdoor exposure, vicious switches, slow-tease torture exploding into violence, and orgasms so relentless they feel like punishment. These stories aren't fantasies; they're invasions. If your pulse isn't already racing, leave now. Once you're inside, the only way out is spent, shaking, and begging for round two. Read. Surrender. Ruin yourself.

Death doesn’t scare me, Firefly. Even if I must swallow poison, I shall claim you as mine,” Keir whispered in her ears, holding Eliza’s wrist firmly. While trying to push him away, Eliza growled, pointing her dagger at him, “Any last wish then?” “Yes, fall in love with me.” Pulling her closer to his chest and looking into her eyes, he leaned closer to her face, “Damn! You are gonna kill me just with your glare, Firefly.” Eliza's face turned pale, hearing the clattering of footsteps, “Just leave before my brother finds you!” Keir brushed his thumb on her delicate lips as he whispered in a husky tone, “I will be back for you. Don't forget that you belong to me.” _____ Eliza, a werewolf princess, committed the sin of falling in love with her greatest enemy, Keir, the Lycan Prince. She faced the consequences too. Her family was murdered brutally while she escaped somehow. She pledged her hatred towards Keir for eternity. The destiny had another plan for them. Eliza found herself pregnant with Keir’s child. As a single mother with no money and power, it was extremely difficult to take care of everything when she collided with Keir once again. Surprisingly, Keir didn’t even remember her existence yet his soul recognised her scent. The intoxicating scent of desire and passion! The scent that tempted him 5 years ago to break all the rules and taboos to be with that divinely enchanting maiden. The closer he went to her, the more obsessed he became to claim her. That passionate flame was reignited when Keir found Eliza on his bed 5 years later, once again, asking for his love and passion. While Keir was ready to claim her again, Eliza was determined this time not to repeat her mistake…

Pangarap ni Angge ang titingalain ng ibang tao kaya ipinagkalat niya na boyfriend niya ang isang low-profile businessman na si Rhodly James Smith at nang malaman ni Rhodly ang tungkol sa bagay na 'yon ay galit ang kanyang nararamdaman para sa dalaga kaya pinuntahan niya ito sa tinatrabahuan nito upang pagalitan at suklaman pero papaano na lamang kung sa unang beses na magisnan niya ang kagandahang taglay ng dalaga at ang matamis nitong ngiti ay bibihagin nito ang pihikan niyang puso? Maisasagawa pa kaya niya ang kanyang binabalak? Papaano naman haharapin ni Angge ang kaparusahan sa kanyang nagawa? May matamis kayang pag-iibigan ang mabubuo sa kanilang pagitan?

Inside the house of pure darkness, there lived a girl who was once painted with purity and innocence. Until the demon began devouring her femininity, stealing her faith away from God as it destroys her whole existence.At sino'ng mag-aakala na ang demonyong sisira sa kaniyang buhay ay ang sariling ama? How can this demon be so manipulative that all she could do was scream in pain and whimper in silence?Slowly, the wall she tried to build was falling down, making the hopes from deep into her soul crashed into pieces. WARNING: This book contains violence and suicidal ideation. Reader's discretion is advised.

Perfection was the curse. I was born into wealth, beauty, influence, and a family empire that stretched across continents. People envied my life, not knowing it was nothing more than a gilded prison. The only thing that ever felt real was ballet, the passion my parents forbade because it brought them no power, no profit, no leverage. My parents; greedy, ambitious, unfillable, hid their cruelty beneath luxury. And on my eighteenth birthday, they revealed the ultimate betrayal. I was engaged to a powerful man twice. . . no, three times my age. A man feared across Europe. A man whose hands were stained with secrets the world pretended not to see. They sold me to strengthen an alliance. So I ran. Barefoot, shaking, heartbroken. I stole one of our visitor's chopper and fled to Sicily, thinking distance could save me. I thought I escaped the monsters who owned my life. But I only ran into a darker one. Because Sicily is his territory; Aldrick Moretti, the shadow king of the Italian underworld. Cold. Untouchable. Beautiful in the most devastating way. The man people whisper about as if speaking his name is a sin. A man with eyes that see through lies. . . including mine. And the moment he found me trespassing on his land, bleeding, terrified, and wearing the remnants of a runaway bride. . . He didn’t return me. He didn’t free me. He claimed me. Not as a business deal. Not as an alliance. But as something far more dangerous. He became my captor, my protector, my obsession, and the forbidden flame I should never have touched. Because in his world, love is not tender. It’s a weapon. And I am the sacrifice wrapped in a veil he refuses to let go.

In the shifter city of Ancnix, strength is law, loyalty is survival, and every young warrior is taught that their soul belongs to the moon. Seventeen-year-old Elora Jardine has spent her life mastering control—of her shifting, of her temper, and of the secrets she keeps hidden behind a composed smile. Born into a respected warrior house yet trapped beneath her father’s cruelty, Elora’s only anchors are her younger brother, Micah, and her closest friend, Kailee Blackstone. But on the eve of her graduation, a violent confrontation awakens a power inside Elora that no Shifter should possess. When the city’s future king, Gregory Forstfang, moves to claim her under the guise of duty, Elora’s world collapses into fear, fractured trust, and a destiny she never asked for. Forced to flee Ancnix, Elora’s escape leads her deep into the untamed Outer Wilds, where she encounters two strangers whose paths intertwine with her own: Briar Vale, a gentle but powerful Strega guided by visions she doesn’t yet understand, and Declan Eldritch, a Farisee whose calm presence stirs ancient magic in the world around him. Each carries secrets. Each carries a purpose. And each seems mysteriously drawn to Elora’s growing, unstable power. Together, the unlikely trio must navigate haunted forests, forgotten ruins, and a rising darkness spreading across Nethara. As Elora’s abilities intensify beyond her control, the three uncover whispers of an old prophecy—a legend hinting that the fate of their world may rest in the hands of a girl who never wanted to be anything more than free.

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to have no sense of taste? Everything just tastes so bland. You do not know what is sweet, sour, salty, or bitter. You won't enjoy eating food. Aisha Fortunatus knows that the life she always wanted will not always remain in dreamland. She only wants to live life and taste the experience to the utmost. Pero paano nga ba niya matitikman ang buhay kung isinilang siya sa mundo na walang panlasa? No one knows her secret aside from her family and close friends, and they want it to remain secret even in the afterlife. Yet, even if she doesn't have the sense of taste at all. With her hard work and perseverance, she is known as famous Chef Aisha. The most in-demand chef and people admired her excellent cooking skills. She believes that as long as she is still living. In no time, she will taste the love on her lips.

Xavier was Islet's safety pin, he used to be the one protecting her, he was her best friend, and could have been her everything, not until one day, Xavier gave Islet a cold shoulder. She could never understand why. He started treating her indifferently, and that made her lose all her control. Her mind was in turmoil and thought that parties and alcohol is the only way out of her personal issues. Her parents had enough of her and resort to marrying her off to someone, and it turned out to be Xavier! She thought that they were conspiring against her, she was angry, no, she is indeed furious! All she wants was attention, but she is always misunderstood. The marriage was supposed to bring her peace, but she felt lost. She wanted to escape but she was under Xavier's claws. When she finally did, Xavier came chasing after her, declaring his undying love. Will she accept his love or would she rather run away and chase after peace?

Kaia Dorchner is areas of strength for an autonomous lady who just needs opportunity for herself. Marriage season is coming and the main way that she will get her opportunity is to wed somebody. Lev Laurier facilitated a get-together where every single young fellow and ladies assembled to find their match. Considering a similar objective, Lev likewise needs to get hitched this season. In the midst of the group, they chose to profess to cherish one another and made a trick about wedding only for their own advantage. Can they trick everybody around them? Or on the other hand will there be love?