Echo Dress

A story told from both sides of the blade. Eleanore: My husband rode off to war with a kiss and a promise. Days later, I received news of his death and the name of his killer—Perseus, the ruthless Lycan King. Now, I'm his bride. A pawn traded for a treaty. They say power demands sacrifice. I say vengeance deserves patience. I won’t scream. I won’t break. And I sure as hell won’t fall in love with the monster who destroyed my world. He expects a Luna. He’s getting a storm in a black dress and a sword in his chest. Perseus: I killed her husband. She’ll remind me every day. I ripped her black wedding gown. She hasn’t forgiven me. I gave her my name. She threw my gift into the fire. But I see it in her eyes—the fire, the fury, the pain, the heartbreak all that I made her feel. And it calls to something ancient inside me. She wants to bury a sword in my chest. Joke’s on her—I already gave her my heart.

🔥 TRIGGER WARNING: Explicit sexual content ahead. 18+ only. 🔥 “Fuck, this is wrong,” he snarls, sweat dripping from his collar onto my breasts as his thick, veiny cock slams into my soaked pussy, each thrust a wet, filthy slap off the office walls. I clamp down hard, every slick ridge dragging fire through me, and gasp against his stubbled throat, “That’s why it feels so good.” Exiled to a small Italian town after a sex-tape scandal torched her father’s career, Lilith Black was meant to vanish. Instead, she strides into Saint Raphael’s in a white dress and targets the one man she can’t touch. Father Damien Cross is devotion incarnate—until the confessional booth becomes her weapon. She sees the killer beneath the collar and craves him anyway. He knows she’ll ruin him, but the monster inside is already clawing free. When ghosts from his blood-soaked past resurface, Lilith must decide if Damien is worth the inferno. Some temptations are worth burning for. Some sins are too delicious to resist.

She wanted the life. The money. The power. The man. Mara Collins is tired of counting tips and pretending her dreams don’t reach beyond the coffee shop counter. When the bills pile higher than her hope, she decides it’s time to stop waiting for luck—and start creating it. All she needs is one man. One chance. One lie. Her plan is simple: learn how the rich play their games, then beat them at it. With a fake designer dress, a new name, and a heart of steel, she slips into the city’s most exclusive events—until she catches the eye of Adrian Holt, a man who has everything she’s ever wanted. Charming. Ruthless. Obsessively private. Adrian isn’t the kind of man you play with… but Mara’s willing to risk everything to make him hers. But the higher she climbs, the more fragile her lies become. And when Adrian discovers who she truly is, the illusion shatters—leaving behind nothing but betrayal, anger, and obsession… and a love that should never have existed in the first place. Now love becomes a weapon, and every night in his sheets feels like a war between truth and desire.

Warning: This is an erotic novel that contains a possessive alpha male who can't keep his hands off his woman. "Trying to escape?" a voice boomed from the hall, causing me to freeze at the familiar voice. I spun around to see Giovanni's gaze fixed on me as he leaned out of the wall, a huge cigarette in his mouth. My heart raced, but I maintained a stoic expression, "I was going to the restroom." Giovanni raised an eyebrow, not believing me. "The restroom is on the left, while you're taking the right leading to a back exit," his tone laced with suspicion. I faked a shocked expression. "I didn't know," I lied. Giovanni neared me, slowly backing me against the door. "You see, I haven't marked you, and I would be terrified if you got lost," he said, his voice filled with an unsettling threat and amusement. He began peeling off the tiny straps of my dress from my shoulders, his eyes growing darker. "Do you have another pair of underwear?" I trembled, "Yes, Why?" "Because, my darling, I'm about to rip this one," he replied, his eyes glinting darkly.

" ahh , stop you're hurting me " , no no please stop, my stomach ,.. th..the baby please " she begged "Since when did an Alpha take orders from a mere human"? he said as he tore her dress open, revealing her white skin which already had hickeys in visible places ....Entering the car , she asked a question which she knew Peter had no answer to.." why me"? Getting to know about her sad health condition, Lara Hawthorne was devastated, coming home to meet her fiancee and think of plans to help ,she found him with her best friend, carrying his child as well Leaving her house and everything she had worked so hard for, she made a new decision, making her cross path with the most ruthless and powerful alpha king the whole less clans feared. Mistakenly carrying his child as well Just when she thought her life was over she fell into the hands of the ruthless John Crane Who thought she did all that on purpose and vowed to make life miserable for her What happens when they start exploring life together and their perspectives change and Crane sees the danger ahead?.

Hindi sinipot si Jheanne Estofa ng long-time-boyfriend niyang si Hugo Makatarungan sa araw mismo ng kanilang kasal. Pinagpalit siya nito sa bestfriend niyang si Jana Salvacion.  With her wedding dress, ruined makeup and bleeding heart, she left the Church to a shopping mall just to escape the pain for a while.     Until she banged this big man beggar on the sidewalk the night she decided to go home.  Ang pulubi ay matangkad, matikas ang pangangatawan at guwapo, ngunit walang kasing baho! Sa hindi malamang kadahilanan ay kinaladkad niya ang pulubi at dinala sa kanyang condo. Pinaliguan, pinakain at binigyan ng pangalan.  ‘Ubi’  is short for pulubi. And because she wanted to take revenge on his ex-boyfriend, she used the beggar as her fiancé—para ipamukha sa ex-boyfriend niyang si Hugo na kaya niya rin gawin ang ginawa nito sa kanya. But soon, Jheanne found herself in love with Ubi.  At kung kailan natutunan na niya itong mahalin ay saka naman ito biglang nawala. At nang muli silang magkita ay hindi na siya kilala ni Ubi.

Rowan Remington finally accepted my marriage proposal.  He told me to dress up, saying he had prepared a surprise for me.  But when I arrived in my finest attire, Rowan did not present himself as the groom.  Turning to my half-sister, Lisa, with a playful smile, he said, “You always complain that weddings are tedious and dull. Today, I’ll show you an interesting one. What do you think?”  Just then, my elder half-brother, Miles, loudly declared, “The wedding is on hold!”  Suddenly, my childhood friend, Nathan Keller hurled a water balloon—prepared in advance—at me and it smashed down on my head, completely drenching me.  Rowan arched a teasing brow at me. “It was just a joke, Tessa. You didn’t actually think I was going to marry you, did you?”  The so-called wedding was nothing more than a farcical performance to entertain Lisa, who was suffering from depression.  As I stood in stunned silence, Rowan chuckled and added, “If you’re that desperate to get married, why not pick someone from the guests and tie the knot right now?”  So, I did.  I walked down the aisle with a new groom in hand.  That’s when they panicked.

Joan Belle has been in love with Christopher Hale since they were teens. He is the CEO of Hale Industries, her friend, and her next-door neighbor. She dreamed one day, he would look her way. She made herself to be an admirable woman; a model on the side and a businesswoman, creating her own clothing line at a young age. However, despite her success, Christopher Hale never once asked her on a date. Countless times, she tried to catch his attention, but she failed miserably. Just when she thought she had lost all hope, Cole Adams, Christopher's best friend, an athlete, and a superstar model offered his cupid services. "Joan, if you want to win Christopher over, you have to show more. You are a model, but on normal days, you dress like a nun!” With his chiseled face and athletic frame, walking closer to Joan, he added, “Men are simple. , simple.” Along the way, Joan found out that someone secretly loved her. Who will she choose? *** WARNING: This is a romance novel. It contains mature content not suitable for young readers. Follow me on social media. Search Author_LiLhyz on IG & FB.

When a young girl named **Emilia** moves to an isolated, fog-drenched city in search of a fresh start, she quickly discovers that something is terribly wrong. The streets echo with silence, residents vanish without a trace, and time itself begins to twist and collapse. As doors appear in places they shouldn’t, and her own reflection begins acting on its own, Emilia realizes she’s trapped in a place that is not just haunted — it’s alive. Each chapter peels back a new layer of horror: shadowy watchers, eerie apparitions, underground tunnels, and ghostly echoes of past inhabitants. But the real terror lies within — the city seems to feed on fear, loneliness, and the feeling of failure. It reflects Emilia’s own anxieties back at her, warping her reality into a trial of the soul. As she searches for meaning, and later for escape, Emilia uncovers the city’s sinister purpose: it traps those most vulnerable and forces them to confront their darkest selves. With the help of other survivors — some real, some echoes — she must navigate psychological mazes and make impossible choices to survive. But survival isn't enough. Emilia must transform — not by escaping her fear, but by embracing it. In doing so, she becomes something more than a victim of the city. She becomes a guide, a witness, and eventually, a keeper of the door. *Trapped in the Hollow City* is a suspenseful, haunting exploration of inner demons, resilience, and the eerie beauty of choosing to become — even when the world seems built to break you.

After two years of marriage, I believed I was living the dream—until the day I gave birth to our long-awaited heir. The house was filled with joy as my husband's family arrived, bearing gifts and ready to bestow a name upon our child, as tradition dictated. But the happiness of the day shattered in an instant when my husband walked in, hand in hand with his childhood sweetheart. In front of everyone, he announced not only our divorce but also his engagement to her, as if I had never mattered. *** "I’m divorcing Stacy," Jason announces, his voice unwavering, "to marry Nicole Cruz, my childhood sweetheart." He points to the woman standing before him who smiles and waves at everyone in the room. My world tilts on its axis. The words echo in my mind, louder and louder until they drown out everything else. What is going on?? "But why?" I whisper, my voice barely audible, even to myself. I'm unable to believe his betrayal. Jason doesn’t even glance at the child in my arms. "Because this has been a long time coming, Stacy. I’ve only stayed this long out of obligation and not love." Important Author’s Note: This is a rewritten version of my book The Alpha’s Betrayal: Reclaiming His Rejected Luna. From Chapter 12 onward, the story takes a new turn with fresh twists and drama. Thank you for reading—I hope you enjoy this new version!