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A hell-recycle world within the modern world, designed for death or near-death individuals. With the greenhouse effect resulting in instability in hell, access to hell becomes restricted, and the game keeps the new souls busy while offering them a second chance to return to their lives before death, depending on their performance. A six-digit cash prize is awarded to the winning participants, with rewards ranging from reversed choices and time manipulation to wealth and more. The 100 Doors Challenge System was designed purposely for this world, to keep the growing audience (already existing souls) entertained. Chosen participants must die beautifully at each door. The fancier and more tragic the death, the higher the views. The story alternates between real-world broadcast control rooms, digital death arenas, and fragmented dreamlike worlds designed from Author Willa’s traumas, fears, and regrets and those of the participating ghosts. 100 Doors: Die Fabulously for the Audience. This story contains graphic adult themes, including explicit sexual content, psychological tension, dark humour, trauma, and scenes of coercion and moral ambiguity. It explores mature, disturbing, and emotionally intense situations within a fantasy-system setting. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

🔥 THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEX SCENES, POSSESSIVE ALPHA ENERGY, AND INTENSE EMOTIONAL TENSION. READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. When Liana Rivers fell into bed with her brooding, dominant, dangerously irresistible stepbrother, Killian Wolfe, she gave him everything, her heart, her body, her virginity. But when she discovered she was pregnant and found out he was engaged to another woman, she ran quietly, carrying a shattered heart and a baby he would never know. Now, seven years later, she’s a struggling single mom working as a hotel janitor, doing everything she can to hide her past, and her son from the ruthless Alpha who broke her. Until one night, he finds her again. Richer. Darker. More powerful than ever. And he wants her back. Killian isn’t just here to play house. He wants control. Of her life. Her body. Her son. And this time, he's not asking. She ran from him once. But now that he knows the truth… He’ll burn the whole damn world to keep what’s his.

She came with claws and fire, scent like sin; his wolf didn’t stand a chance. Neither did he. ••• Brant Paxton has always been the wild one—gorgeous, untamed, and irresistible to everyone. But when Sable Knox returns, everything changes. She’s no longer the sweet girl he remembers. She’s fierce, sexy, and carries a scent that sets his wolf on edge. The heat between them is dangerous. Forbidden. But Brant can’t stay away. Sable once called the Paxtons her family, but one tragic night tore it all apart. Now she’s back, stronger and smarter, ready to make them pay—especially Brant. But nothing prepares her for the fire that ignites when they’re close. Her wolf wants him. Craves him. And Sable doesn’t know if she’s falling into his arms or into a trap. As old wounds reopen and passion burns hotter, Brant and Sable must choose: follow the rules or give in to the sin that could ruin them both. Content Warning: This book contains sexual content and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.

Well, well, well, look who stumbled upon my memoir. Allow me introduce myself properly: The name is Jessica Raye. I lost half of my family in a tragic fire, lived under a bridge and was bullied endlessly by the mean girls. But all that is in the past because I am a trillionaire now. I want to tell you and you alone my story. Consider yourself privileged, darling, because not just anyone gets a backstage pass to the drama-filled show that is my life. This book has found you for a reason. Or maybe fate has led you hear. So buckle up, sit back, grab some popcorn and relax as I tell you how I became a trillionaire, got revenge on my enemies and had the most eligible bachelors chasing me before the age of eighteen. Darling reader, you're about to embark on a journey that'll make your head spin faster than a merry-go-round. Hang on every word as I give you a glimpse into the extraordinary life of yours truly. You will either feel all-consuming adoration or blistering disdain for me. So, take your pick. Love me or loathe me!

BLURB: 18+ Explicit Content Reader Discretion Strongly Advised Content warning ⚠️ This collection contains graphic sexual content, including rough sex, big age gaps in relationships, and subjects that are considered taboo or wrong. If you are easily upset by dark, shocking, or extreme topics, this book is not for you. He walked me backward until my spine hit the wall beside the television. His hands shoved my crop top up, yanking it over my head and tossing it somewhere. My tits spilled free and he stared at them for a second like he could not believe they were real, then in seconds what I knew was his lips were on me. He sucked my left nipple hard, his teeth grazing me, flicking his tongue, while his hand pinched the other one until I cried out. I clawed at his back, trying to pull his boxers down with one hand while the other tangled in his hair. He pulled off my nipple with a wet pop. “Slowly Aria,” he growled. “ I've been waiting too fucking long to rush this.”

For Elize, there's nothing more important than her family. Even it means accepting the unfair treatment of upperclassmen living inside the White Palace - a place like paradise because of overwhelming wealth and luxury unlike her home, the Black Market which is for lower-class and middle-class people like her. That's why getting a chance to work in White Palace is already a blessing to live a good life. But Elize knew that working under an upperclass would mean tragedy as it would mean that you will serve a family class full of arrogant elites, boasting all the money and superiority they have. But a real problem came when her brother was seen with the family crest of an elite class. To save him from a heavy punishment because of his crime, Elize decided that the fate of her brother would be hers, taking all the accusations and blame by herself. She was sentenced to serve directly as a servant under the ruling family in the White Castle for her whole life and without any compensation. Meeting the supreme family, House of Aelton, and working under them is something that Elize would never think of as a blessing. But now this is her new life. Serving the ruling family and the sole heir and prince of the kingdom, Prince Dale Aelton of Lionnale.

Jeanne Blanchard’s world shatters after the loss of her first child. As grief consumes her, so does the growing distance between her and her husband, Edgar De Villiers. Once loving and devoted, Edgar now barely acknowledges her, and the weight of blame from those around her becomes unbearable. On their fifth anniversary, when Edgar doesn’t even show up, Jeanne knows—his love is gone. Then, by chance, she meets Hector Éclair. Charming, attentive, and everything Edgar no longer is, Hector becomes the light in Jeanne’s darkness. With him, she rediscovers warmth, passion, and the love she craves. When she learns she is pregnant, she leaves Edgar behind—only for him to realize, too late, what he has lost. But Jeanne’s new beginning comes with a dangerous twist. The man who healed her heart is not just any man—he’s a ruthless mafia lord. And while Edgar, a dedicated policeman, may have failed her in love, he will not fail in his duty. Now, Jeanne is caught between two powerful men—one who let her slip away, and one who may never let her go.

Victoria Addam comes to Ruthner's house as her father's debt repayments, but her master, Helio Ruthner, suddenly gives her a proposal to be his woman. Victoria rejects it, of course. But she doesn't know that it will be her way to go down after Helio makes her the lowest maid of the house and makes her live a living hell. There's something wrong with Helio and Victoria always feels a danger as long as she stays there. So, she decides to run away, goes back to her home, and asks for help. But the painful truth greets her when she learns that she is sold to the Ruthner's house by her father, and her boyfriend is cheating with Victoria's beloved sister. Victoria falls to the bottom rock, but Helio comes to her and offers her help for revenge. And crazily, Victoria accepts the offer. “Be my woman, and you will easily avenge them all. As a pay, don't blame me if I make your life a living hell.” “There's something wrong with you, I guess, and you've made my life like hell. But I don't care about it anymore, so lend me your help, make me your woman.”

I was suffering from period cramps, so I ordered some painkillers. I asked for a woman to deliver my painkillers to me, but a drunken man came over instead. This time, I did not call my brothers for help. I called the police instead. In the past, not only did my brothers send all of their bodyguards to me, but they also rushed back. In the process, they ended up missing the theater performance of our adopted sister, Gloria. Gloria was sad and grabbed a prop to stab herself. My brothers comforted me. “Don’t blame yourself for it. At the very least, you’re safe.” But, right after, they arranged my kidnapping and gave me over to a group of drunkards. “That was just a drunkard. You could have just chased him out. Did you have to call us? Look! Gloria’s dead now! You’re not getting out of this alive either!” When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the time when the drunkard was knocking on the door. This time, I did not call them, and my brothers got to watch Gloria’s theater performance and cheered her on. But once the performance ended, they regretted it.

The property manager, driven by greed for kickbacks, rallied the residents to dig a deeper underground parking garage for profit. But as a geologist with a decade of experience, I saw the danger immediately: a high-pressure underground river lay beneath our community. Any construction would cause the entire building to collapse. In my previous life, I went door to door, warning the residents of the risks, only to be dismissed as a lunatic. Desperate, I alerted the authorities, halting the project and averting disaster. But the property manager turned the blame on me. "That meddling geologist! She's jealous of our wealth and sabotaged our chance to get rich!" Incited, the residents mobbed my home. In the chaos, the property manager grabbed my son and ran to the balcony, letting him fall from the tenth floor. The residents, in unison, lied to the police, claiming my son had been playing and slipped. My family ruined, I succumbed to despair and took my own life. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at that fateful homeowners' meeting. This time, as the property manager pushed for the excavation, I stood up and clapped. "Neville is right. Not only should we dig, we should dig deeper. Let's do it all at once and get rich together!"