Romans & histoires Dream Stan

For the sake of that fake heiress, my biological parents and brother threw me into a horror game to "teach me some manners." The second the game started, the fake heiress, Nicole, went out of her way to provoke the ghosts nonstop. Once she'd pissed them off, she shoved me in front of her to take the punishment. As I lay there, tortured within an inch of my life, she planted her foot on my head and smirked. "Mom and Dad already made it clear—I'm the only one they truly love. They only brought you back to keep me entertained! Letting you deal with those ghosts for me is more than generous. If you dare complain, once my brother and the others get back, they'll skin you alive." In my past life, I treated them like family and gave in every single time. In the end, I was nothing but a stepping stone for them to beat the game—torn apart and devoured by over a dozen ghosts. But now, I've been reborn. "Welcome to Horror Instance: Happy Home." The moment I heard that mechanical announcement, I slapped the arrogant Nicole so hard she flew across the room. Because in this instance, the three bosses that terrorized every player… were all my family. The red-dressed female ghost who killed without hesitation was my adoptive mother. The monster with scissors for hands who ripped out hearts with a single swipe was my adoptive father. And the ruthless warden who devoured people whole, leaving no bones behind, was my adoptive brother. With them watching my back, why the hell would I keep putting up with this? A mocking smile curled across my lips as I said, "You're on my turf; none of you are getting out alive."

When Aria Chen walks into inferno to forget the man who shattered her heart, she doesn't expect to catch the eyes of three identical, devastatingly dangerous men. The Kingston triplets, Dominic, Dante and Damien, are billionaire alphas who share everything. But Aria isn't just another conquest. She's their fated mate, marked and claimed in one explosive night that binds her to them forever. What Aria doesn't know: rejecting the bond means death. What the triplets don't know: their psychotic brother Damson- the fourth twin they thought was dead, has returned to steal what's theirs. And her cheating ex isn't just a mistake from her past. He's a weapon in a war she never knew she was born to fight.

I've been in love for six years, but my wedding has been called off 99 times by the man who claims to love me most, the mafia boss, Daniel Reed. The first time is on a private island off the coast of Sorellia. He promises me a secret wedding. But an hour before the ceremony, he gets a call saying that his new assistant, Emily Jennings, has been taken by a rival family. Without a word, he leaves me behind and sails off into the night. The second time, we're standing at the altar, exchanging vows. His underboss then leans in and whispers, "Emily's in trouble." Daniel tears off his boutonniere and walks out without looking back. Emily has been kidnapped again—this time, near the border district. He leads an armed raid that very night while I'm left behind, becoming the laughingstock in the mafia's VIP lounges. No matter when I schedule the wedding, Emily always ends up in danger. And Daniel always runs to her without hesitation. Eventually, I realize I will never win against the reckless Gen Z assistant who constantly drags him into chaos. After the 99th cancellation, I decide to break up with him and disappear from Valemont. I move out overnight, erase every trace of myself, leaving nothing behind. But I never expect him to go completely mad. He shuts down the ports, searches every villa, and unleashes his entire family's intelligence network just to find me. His eyes burn red like a wild animal on the edge of collapse. "Elara," he growls, "just give me one more chance."

The whole wolf pack knew I was Alpha Nick’s fated mate—chosen by the Moon Goddess herself. But the second I stepped into Brown Pack territory with my suitcase in hand— His mother, Mrs. Johnson, ordered the maids to spray me with wolfsbane. His cousin, Enna, "accidentally" put me in *his* bedroom. And his childhood sweetheart, Rina, slapped a ten-million-dollar check in my face, demanding I publicly renounce this "joke of a mating bond." Even Alpha Nick himself—the ruthless legend of the pack—spent the first night wrapped around me like a damn octopus, only to kick me out coldly the next morning: *"Get out. Don’t come back to my room again."* When I was framed for theft, forced to work overtime till midnight, or locked inside a pitch-black office mid-panic attack… My *"fiancé"* was too busy grinding on Rina at some high-society ball. Then the truth about me dropped— Brown Pack’s elders dropped to their knees, trembling. Rina ripped her knockoff Luara gown in rage. And Alpha Nick, eyes bloodshot, pinned me against the wall: *"Wendy… you played me."* I smirked, peeling his fingers off me. *"Sorry, Alpha. The three-month contract’s up."* *"Now… call me by my real title—heir of White Moon Pack."*

Roseline's stomach turned and her fist clenched tightly around the handle of the big travel box beside her. She heard the clanging sound of the metallic head of Thompson's belt meeting the ground. Next, quite footsteps. Then, Thompson appeared in her view, like a ghost she didn't believe existed. He was completely bare, with his hairy chest rising and falling slowly, his cock shooting out in front like a gun ready to be fired, his balls bloated from desire, swinging from side to side as he walked closer to bed. Roseline's feet stuck to the ground and her eyes refused to blink as they looked on. "That's it, my boy. Hmm! I like what I see", the red hair gasped, rolling her eyes longingly at Thompson. As Thompson climbed unto the bed, his eyes totally locked in hers, she drew her breasts closer him, then, proceeded to rock the big pumpkins against the flushed skin of his face. "You like them?", she asked, moaning lightly. Thompson paused. Then, in a defiant move of uncontrollable desire, dug his chin into her breasts, burying his entire face in them. "Ouch", she gasped, then broke into a weak laugh, pushing his head more into her chest. "The damn bra", she spoke again, twisting uncomfortably as she threw her hands behind her to unhook the material. But Thompson caught her hands. Without words, his head still hidden in her cleavage, he slowly returned her hands to his head. Obliging to his silent command, she cackled loudly, pressing her chest even more into his face and then, with her tongue, glided across his neck and ears hungrily. Roseline froze. She wanted to scream but in that moment, she forgot how to.

Ethan Richard, the cold CEO of Richard’s Tech Enterprises, has never let emotions interfere with business—until Daniel Reyes, his new assistant, saves him from a disastrous board meeting. It begins as a late nights of acts of kindness, but soon grows into an undeniable attraction. The office gossip, a scheming rival, and the weight of reputation threaten to tear them apart. When Ethan risks everything to declare his love, Daniel must decide if he’s willing to stand by him. Will love conquer power and fear, or will secrets and sacrifice destroy their chance at happiness?

Fresh out of college and working his dream job, Sam Elliott didn't expect to get fired two days later, all because a rich arrogant COO got coffee spilled all over himself. When he gets hired by the same COO a few days later, his life changes for the better, the pay is good and is boss is not half bad, but when he catches the attention of the two twin CEOs of the company, aka his boss' nephews it's not what he expects. He's being asked to make a choice, Bradley or Brandon, it seems simple enough, until an unexpected fourth party enters their triangle.

It was just a night, but it changed everything. A night of pleasure but it remained a night she'll never forget. It never crossed her mind that one stolen moment with a stranger would rewrite her fate. It was a night of warmth,desire and forgotten rules. But it turned out to be the point where her carefully planned future was shattered. Few weeks later, her dreams lay in ruins, her expectations cruelly erased and the future and life she envisioned slipped through her fingers and she couldn't do anything to stop it. Her life has become clouded with regrets, secrets and consequences of her actions such that she never saw coming, her future looks bleak and filled with uncertainties. Love became complicated, trust feels dangerous and hope; it was just impossible. Yet from the ruins and ashes of that single night, a new path begins to emerge because sometimes, it only takes one night to destroy what you believe in…and one truth to change everything forever.

Avelina Costa had it all—love, dreams, and a future with hockey superstar Zayn Volkov—until he shattered her world with one cruel decision. Pregnant and heartbroken, she disappeared… only to wake up with a new face, a stolen identity, and a thirst for vengeance. Two years later, she's back—living as someone else, standing beside the man who once abandoned her, married to him under a name he doesn't question. But as Avelina draws Zayn deeper into her web of revenge, old feelings begin to resurface… and so do dangerous secrets. Can she truly destroy the man she still loves—or will her own heart betray her first?

Bad luck isn’t always far from your feet when you decide to have a one night stand with a stranger. It’s just a one night stand, right? I can put it in my past and move on. But then the next day, he was my trainee. I can deal with that—I’m his senior and I can make him forget about that night. But he was such a flirt and I gave in every time like I couldn’t resist him. But what I didn’t know is that he has a hidden identity.