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 “Humans like you always beg in the end and it’s pathetic.” "I am going to fuck you like a whore and later beg to be killed", NOT REJECTED BUT UNWANTED  My world cracked open in an instant. “No!” I screamed, but the alley swallowed it. My legs gave out, but his grip held me up, forcing me to watch. Alex—was he—? His body twitched. Once. Twice. Then... nothing. “You’ll join him soon enough,” he whispered, but did he mean it? Was I next? Before I could process, his hand lashed out. My vision went black. Was this the end?

Hiding your fantasies is hard, especially when your best friend features in every one. I'm the good, innocent girl with a guilty obsession for erotic books. And the man who fuels all those fantasies? My best friend. Those veiny hands set my thighs on fire, and his deep voice twists my insides with desire. But he never knew. And I could never tell him– not when he flirts with everyone and only sees me as his baby sister. Until one reckless night of drinks and games lands me in his bed. Now I’m not sure I ever want to leave. But best friends shouldn't touch you like this. Best friends shouldn't make you squirt this good. But when a sudden arranged marriage threatens to tear us apart, our secret is exposed in a blaze of scandal, turning stolen moments into a bitter need for revenge. So how do I explain this to my parents? Since they still think I'm a virgin?

In the ruthless mafia world, loyalty is everything...until it isn't. Sophia Moretti has lived her entire life as the obedient daughter, hiding a sharp mind and a rebellious heart. But when her father's disloyalty puts their family in danger, Sophia is forced to make a sacrifice: marry "The Devil" the most feared man in New York's underworld. Dante Romano also known as "The Devil"—has built his empire on revenge and power. When the man who puts him through hell comes to him for help, he demands his daughter. Dante expects a submissive bitch, a pawn but Sophia is his undoing, his lesson straight from hell. She is fire wrapped in silk and Dante soon realized that taming her might cost him his revenge. But in a city full of rat and snakes, Dante is the one person she can trust when alliances are bought and enemies surface. Their forced marriage turns into a partnership of shared secrets and unquestionable desire. Still, betrayal runs deep in the mafia, can they trust each other enough to survive the betrayal that threatens to tear them apart?

When Kaelen Drazmir, heir to a divided werewolf pack, finds a young woman lying near the ruins of an abandoned monastery, he never expects her to change his world. She remembers nothing of her past—only a name: Serenya Veyra. As Kaelen shelters her, fragments of her memory return in flashes of fire and blood. Each vision draws them closer, even as it warns of danger. Serenya’s past is tied to forces that could tear apart Kaelen’s pack, and enemies are already hunting for her. A rival Alpha seeks to claim her for power. A dark sorceress vows to use her blood to awaken an ancient curse. And the Harvest Moon, only weeks away, will decide whether Serenya’s fate leads to salvation—or ruin. With time running out, Kaelen and Serenya must uncover the truth before the prophecy binds them forever. But the closer they come to answers, the greater the risk of losing everything they hold dear. A story of forbidden love, deadly secrets, and a choice that could ignite a war—this tale will pull you into a world where every heartbeat counts, and every shadow hides a threat.

“Why do you even care?” “I don't. But perhaps I should thank Sierra for returning the favour.” “I hit you because you were being a jerk.” I snapped. “Anyone ever tell you you've got a sharp mouth? Watch it before it gets you in serious trouble.” Before I could fire back he was already walking off, carrying himself with quiet confidence and calm. But all I saw was an egotistical son of a— 》《》《》《 In a world where college games determine the fate of entire packs and hybrids are shunned from society, Anaya must rise to the challenge to break old rules and customs. As a wolf/witch hybrid, she becomes the first female Lunar strike player her pack has ever had. But the path before her is bumpy. Stuck in a love triangle with her childhood best friend and the soon-to-be Alpha she claims to hate. And faced with opposition even within the team. The plot thickens when the truth about Anaya's heritage begins to surface and it threatens to tear the team apart. She will either break or blossom through it all.

Ethan Cross doesn’t just defend monsters—he is one. A predator wrapped in a lawyer’s skin, he stalks the courtroom with the same precision he hunts beneath the moon. Every case he wins buries his secret deeper: a beast who thrives on order and control. Until her. Anna. Wild, relentless, and dangerous as the full moon itself. She doesn’t want mercy—she wants vengeance. Years ago, Ethan’s silver tongue freed the man who left her father in the ground. Now, under the ruin of a forgotten chapel, she shackles Ethan in chains he can’t slip, demanding the one thing he swore he’d never give—his loyalty. But justice in the shadows is no clean crusade. Together, they tear into a city built on corruption, where blood is currency and power tastes sweeter than wine. And somewhere between fury and fire, hate begins to twist into hunger. She was his enemy. He was her captive. But under the full moon, chains ignite, and monsters learn that desire is the most dangerous law of all.

Revenge. Other people think that this is a childish thing. An act that wasn't supposed to be done by mature people. If that is the point. . . so Zyxhiaxy is immature and childish for wanting to pay back those people who made her suffer? 3 years after that incident, she didn't shed a single tears while thinking that cries won't change a thing. It won't change anything that has been done even the pain that someone inflicted to you. This is the finest retribution of the girl who pledge to stick with her plan despite of the way of her heart reacted when Styx Syruis cracked a smile, and how it throbbed in pain when tears started to scroll in his lovely face.

I was halfway through a sad cafeteria lunch when a livestream popped up: [Ring toss—whoever lands it gets the dog.] Onscreen, Alverton University's rich-boy squad cracked up, betting on who'd "own" me. Adrian Locke, the student council golden boy, flicked his ring. It landed dead center on my nameplate. "One month. Let's see which owner the little bitch wags her tail for." I closed the stream. Right then, a text from my dad lit up my phone: [Sweetheart, have you chosen your fiancé candidate?] I smirked, snapped a screenshot of the stream, and sent it. [Evaluation complete. All four disqualified.]

When love is twisted by witchcraft, only destiny can break the spell. __________ “She’s ours, Zade—everything we’ve ever wanted and she’s actually here. I can’t lose her.” My voice cracked at the end. I felt ashamed. I was an Alpha and I couldn’t mark my mate. In all of history I’d never heard of such a thing. I sighed, running a hand through my hair. No one has. Everyone I had indirectly asked, who had found their mate, didn't have a problem marking their mate once they found her. So why's my case any different?

For centuries, I have watched humans from the skies, nothing more than a shadow in their nightmares. To them, I was a beast—a monster to be slain, a creature incapable of love. And for the longest time, I believed they were right. Then, I met him. Fred. A human who was fearless enough to defy me, stubborn enough to challenge me, and foolish enough to see something in me that no one else ever had. At first, I despised his presence. He was a reminder of everything I could never have, of the world that would never accept me. But the more I watched him, the more I found myself drawn to him. His fire rivaled my own, his determination matched my strength, and before I knew it, I was craving something I had never dared to desire. Him. But love between a dragon and a human is forbidden. When war threatens to tear his kingdom apart, Fred is forced to stand against me. And I… I am left with a choice that should be easy for a dragon like me. Do I burn his world to the ground? Or do I give up everything I am, just to stand beside him?