Hazbin Hotel Draw

BlackCreek was a beautiful city well-known for it's foggy weather, amazing scenery, and the werewolves that guard it. Four packs surround the city, but none compare to the mysterious Reverence Pack and their secretive ways. The only thing that sparks Jett's interest in them now is a new coming-of-age Alpha. The princely young man was as quiet as the forest that surrounded them. And he finds himself pulled to the man in a way he can't describe. Shiro's spent years preparing to take leadership of his pack. He trained both his body and mind to their greatest potential. He prepared for it all except for his mate being the Alpha of the Valor pack. Shiro was a master at keeping his secrets hidden to the world. But there was only so much time before the Alpha found out; before the news would spread. Only so much time before the curse took its toll on them. With so much against them, and secrets that most took to their grave, can a love between two Alphas be strong enough to last all the hate that's sure to follow?

I've raised my son, Caleb Bennett, for nine years, but today I found out he was never mine. Claire Bennett, my wife, shamelessly tells me to leave with nothing. She says Caleb's real father is Lincoln Lancaster, heir to the most powerful family in Berglaton. The Lancaster family has few direct heirs left, so if Lincoln acknowledges Caleb as his son, Lincoln can easily surpass his frail uncle and become the rightful successor. Caleb says, "You think you deserve to be my dad? My real father could crush your whole family with a snap of his fingers!" Margaret Quigley, Claire's mother, adds, "If Claire hadn't gotten pregnant with Lincoln's child back then, do you really think we'd have let someone like you marry into our family?" I don't fight back. I just sign the divorce papers in silence. After that, I take out my phone and call my father, James Lancaster, who has been waiting for me in Berglaton all these years. "Come pick me up on Christmas Eve," I say. "I'm ready to go home and take over the family."

Once a wolfless outcast, Alexandra Rossi has clawed her way to the top, painting her own fate with fire and ambition. Betrayed by her fated mate, Leo, she left the Riverland Pack heartbroken—but she’s stronger now, her art in demand, her name rising. Just as she starts to breathe, the Lycan Prince enters her world—arrogant, magnetic, surrounded by schemes and dangerous enemies. What begins as a clever ruse—a fake relationship—ignites into something dangerously real, a mix of desire, passion, and power that neither can resist. As secrets about her true nature unravel, Alexandra finds herself at the center of a storm of politics, lies, and treacherous alliances. Old flames, new desires, and ruthless rivals circle her, testing her heart and her ambition. Will she claim the power—and passion—she’s earned, or let others decide her fate?

Love is not bound; however, in life, we will only love one person and take them as our partner for the next seven births too. When the love of our life leaves us, we won't be able to move on and remain alive with their memories as our companions. Adrien Rodriguez, a 31-year-old billionaire with a combination of deadly looks and cold-heartedness, happens to meet a girl who looks like his late girlfriend. He was hit by a wave of shock and confusion, which drove him to go crazy. Fate played its game by bringing her into his company, which also led to some misunderstandings about the relationship between her and his best friend. Adrien planned a game that would make everyone rethink if the closest ones were really that close. Some unfavorable incidents and twists of plans can make every relationship questionable. What made his closest person his biggest enemy and what made him fight an invisible battle? What made the person behind the facade think of their revenge against Adrien? To learn more about their revenge story, come and join me on this journey. This story is a mix of revenge, backstabbing, sadness, love, and many more.

Lorena Jones was sent to mate with Seth Rodriguez by her father. After she snatched him from the jaws of death, they signed a marriage contract, deciding to play the couple role to get by. Misunderstandings and conflicts kept occurring between this quarrelsome and loving couple. However, there was always an unbreakable force to make them get closer to each other. When Lorena finally dropped the guard and accepted Seth, which was supposed to be the happy ending of the story, the secrets behind Lorena's true identity unfolded. This time, where will fate take them?

Ever since my mom gave birth to her second child, everything in the household is tied to drawing lots. Everyone has to draw lots in order to decide whose favorite food will be served for each meal. We have to draw lots to see who among us gets a hug from our parents. Every time, I end up drawing the short end of the stick, so everyone automatically assumes that my younger sister, Anabelle Madden, gets the better lot. She easily reaps my parents' love without having to do anything at all. Whenever I feel like crying because of the injustice, Mom will scold me instantly. "I bought the lottery box because I was worried that you might feel upset about this. I'm doing this just to be fair to both of you. "If you want something, you have to be the one deciding who gets what. Your father and I won't interfere with your decision at all. Since you can't draw the better lot, that just means you have bad luck." Hence, I keep practicing my lot-drawing skills every day, hoping that I can eventually draw the better lot in order to obtain my parents' love. But for ten years, I never get to draw the better lot. Not even once. On my birthday, Anabelle wants to go to the amusement park, so Mom tells us to draw lots once again. I secretly glue two short lots together before giving it to Mom in an attempt to get her to stay with me. Instead, she slaps me and berates me for being a disobedient child who cheats in lot-drawing. Then, she leaves the house with Anabelle. When I fall to the floor, I feel the short sticks piercing through my neck.

Lovers of dark romance/Mafia Erotica gather here! 🔞 Allison is a 21-year-old girl whose father abandoned their family years ago, leaving her to shoulder the burden of caring for her sick mother and twin siblings. She works multiple manual jobs, including as a cleaner at one of the city's most luxurious hotels, determined to make ends meet for her family. Her life takes an unexpected turn on a fateful day when she crosses paths with Clyde Butch. Clyde, a mysterious and powerful man, is in the city for business and staying at the hotel where Allison works. While cleaning his suite, Allison, sweaty and exhausted, decides to cool off in his bathtub, thinking no one would catch her. But Clyde does. Instead of anger, her bold yet innocent actions intrigue him. Seeing an opportunity, Clyde manipulates the situation to draw her into his life. He hides his true identity and makes her fall for him. But as Allison is swept into Clyde's dangerous world of bloodshed, gangs, and crime, she faces a harsh reality. Can she survive in his world of secrets and violence? Or will it break her completely?

Every Christmas Eve, the heir of the Marco mafia family—Adrian Marco, must follow the family tradition: Draw a name to decide whether he’s allowed to marry me. Because I, Irene Cast, am not mafia-born. Unless he draws the slip with my name on it, he can’t take me as his wife. For four years, Adrian has drawn four times. And not once did he draw my name. I always thought he fought with his family because of me— that he was willing to risk losing his position as the Don, just to choose me. Every time he failed, he held me so tightly and whispered, “It’s okay. There’s always next year.” And I loved him so much it hurt. Hurt enough that I was willing to wait, year after year. This year, I told myself: If he still doesn’t draw my name… I’ll secretly switch the result. I sneaked to the door of Adrian’s study, and heard his younger brother ask: “Don… every year you do draw Irene's name. Why do you pretend you didn’t? Is it because you still can’t let Sera go?” But he simply said, in a flat voice, “Sera needs me for something urgent. Do what you always do: swap Irene’s name for a blank one.” He walked out without looking back. Instead of swapping, he tossed the blank slip into the trash, left the one with my name on the table, and hurried after Adrian. I went inside, picked up the blank slip from the trash, and replaced the one with my name. Watching my own name fall into the garbage. Adrian…I don’t want to wait and marry you anymore. I’ll grant you your choice.

I'm dressed in flip-flops and shorts when making an inspection of the five-star hotel my husband just acquired. When the front office manager spots me, she immediately calls for security with a disgusted look on her face. "The hotel's WiFi isn't meant for people like you to use. Hurry up and pay me 200 thousand dollars in Internet costs, then get lost!" I calmly tell her that I'm the owner of the hotel, but that only makes her sneer. "The owner of the hotel? Hey, old hag, you're putting on an act in front of the real deal! This hotel was a birthday gift from my husband to me. Aren't you fantasizing a bit too much?" Oh? Since when did Ian Lambert get another wife behind my back?

When Sarah takes a job at an upscale hotel, she expects to deal with difficult guests, but nothing could have prepared her for the anger and aggression of one particular guest. Just as she's about to break down under the pressure, a mysterious and strikingly handsome man steps in and comes to her rescue. As the owner of the hotel, the man is used to dealing with difficult guests, but there's something different about Sarah that draws him to her. Despite his wealth and power, he finds himself captivated by her beauty and vulnerability. As they navigate their growing attraction, Sarah begins to uncover secrets about the hotel and its owner that make her question everything she thought she knew. Will their connection survive the secrets and danger that lurk in the shadows of the hotel? Or will their encounter be nothing more than a fleeting memory?