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Jarek yanked me into his arms squeezing me tightly. "That is not how that works here." His hand had moved to my skin sending those same tingles through my body. I tried to shove back but he held me tighter. "Mine!" He growled sticking his nose in my throat. "My mate. No one will hurt you again." "She is not yours!" Ajax growled shoving us apart with me flying behind him. "See? Like a possession." Having been homeless since your were 14 means you can handle pretty much anything and everyone. That was until two giants show up trying to kill you on someone's orders while a and Demon wolf shifter show up telling you that you have family left alive and you are magical just like them. That family is waiting for you at a school for the supernatural because that is what you are. Ready to be done with it all but your bestfriend who is a big mutt is injured so you go with them. You want her fixed and a chat with this so called grandpa. It might end up being a violent chat but no one has ever called you a lady. Doesn't help that you felt mate tingles with one of the guys and the rest of their friends are hot as sin. This is not where life was supposed to take you but you are down for the ride.

WARNING!!! 18+ ONLY His to Tame, Hers to Protect How do you feel… when you are asked to k!ll the only man you have come to love in this cold, wicked world? They call her Queen Mafia— a name feared across the entire mafia world. She earned it. She lived it. She is mafia. Orphaned. Abandoned. Broken. Used. Left to rot on the streets, until Lord Lucario, ruthless boss of The Mambas Organisation, picked her up, molded her, trained her, made her lethal. She never knew what love was. Never felt it. Never wanted it. Love was weakness. And weakness could get you k!lled. She became untamable. Impossible to love. Impossible to be loved. Until… he came along. The multi-billionaire. The dominating CEO of Petersons Kiddies World. He wasn't supposed to mean anything. But fate had its own twisted plans. And she fell, fell so hard. Now, with a gun in her hand and a choice on her shoulders, she is faced with the unthinkable: Pull the trigger… and walk free. Or spare him… and sign her death sentence. Can she do it? Or will love… be her ultimate undoing? Read on for the deadly, intoxicating tale of Queen Mafia. A story where power collides with passion. And only one can survive.

My blood ran cold. Not just because of the words, they’d done worse than the scheme. They mocked me. Rewrote my pain as a punchline. Danced on the grave of my dignity like it was confetti. I staggered back from the door, suddenly aware of how my hands were trembling. Of how my chest rose and fell like I was still being dragged underwater. I could still feel it, the betrayal. The nights I cried myself sick. The baby. The blood. The gaslighting. The cold stares. The silence. No, this wasn’t just a memory. It was a resurrection. I pressed my hand to my chest, grounding myself. This body? This moment? It was mine now. Not theirs. Not his. If this was a curse, I’d break it. If this was a second chance? I’d weaponize it. Let them laugh. Let them bask in their borrowed joy. Because from this moment on, I’m not playing the quiet, obedient pawn. I’m the storm they tried to silence. The reckoning wrapped in silk and scars. They don’t deserve peace. Not after what they did to me. I’ll make them feel it. The same agony, the same betrayal. No, worse. Double. And the Kensingtons? Oh, they won’t be spared either. Their blood's just as soaked in my suffering. I lived by their rules in my last life. In this one? They live by mine. And mercy? Yeah, I left that behind in the last timeline.

It was my twentieth birthday. My father presented me with the photos of many rich heiresses across the nation. He wanted me to pick the one to have a political marriage with. I told him I wanted to leave that in the hands of fate. Why? In my previous life, I picked Rachel Osborne, an heiress from Shampton. And I did that without hesitation. After we got married, I found out her true love, Zacharias Newman, had gotten himself drunk at a bar. The reason? He was heartbroken that we got married. And while he was drunk, a robber mugged him and cut off his hand's tendons. He tried to kill himself three times, and who did my wife blame? Me. She extracted my family's assets and gave them all to her beloved. My family was left as an empty husk. And she let him cut our brake lines. Thanks to him, my family and I died in a horrifying car crash. This was my second life. This time, I chose Seraphina Oliviera, an heiress from Fortunopolis. She was someone who couldn't care less about worldly matters and was a God-fearing woman. Eventually, I showed up at the engagement with Seraphina, but that apparently drove Rachel mad.

Nero is a young Boy when his pack is attacked. His mother manages to hide him before he is found but once he emerges from his hiding place he is caught. Only five children manage to survive the attack, including Nero. Sold on the black market for profit only Nero is left behind. No one wanted him as he was just too small and weak looking. A young girl caught his attention in the market and an unimaginable pull towards her when she gets pushed over by a much bigger boy. In an instant he aids to her rescue protecting her, in return she hands him a medallion. He will keep safe for years to come in the hope to find her again. A stranger hides in the shadows watching the young boy, seeing the potential that lays within. He offers to buy him and takes him home to meet his Family. James is an Alpha who has a son same age as Nero. Ezra is the Alpha’s son, born with a disability which makes him slower and weaker than his peers. Nero and Ezra are incredibly close so when a desperate Alpha called for a tournament to win his daughters hand, Nero did not hesitate to agree and be Ezra’s champion. Only when it was too late he realised he won his very own mate for his best friend.

Keep your legs open, baby. That’s it… eyes on me.” One had his hand around my throat. Another had his mouth between my thighs. The third… God help me, he was the one who whispered the filth that made me forget my name. Three of them. All at once. Tearing me apart like I belonged to them. And the truth is—I did. Because I gave them my body the night I lost everything else. The night I got fired. The night my boyfriend left me for my best friend. The night I nearly ended it all. But I’d been kind to a stranger once. Gave him my umbrella in the rain. Smiled at him even when my world was falling apart. That man? He found me drunk and desperate on the edge of ruin… and offered me something darker than a second chance. To be theirs. All three of theirs. Not a girlfriend. Not a wife. A plaything. A prize. A pet. Now I wake up in silk sheets. I don’t work. I don’t pay bills. I only exist to please them. And Daddy doesn’t like when I cry. He likes when I beg.

"I.. I need to go, Zayn. You have a meeting at... I need to.." he stuttered in panic trying to escape, but it was a futile attempt as I had him pressed against my desk. "Pumpkin, let me make myself clear. I am not letting you go, not now, not ever. Especially after you left me with this" I replied before clutching his hand and placing it on my crotch. He gasped and then flushed deliciously red. Oh, I was so going to enjoy this. Zayn Crawford, self made billionaire and hearthrob has closed himself off from the world and promised never to feel again after an accident nine years ago. His plan had been going well untill it wasn't . His best friend and the source of his coldness towards romance suddenly appears by his side once more and that too as his secretary. A plan for revenge, a dark past, dark secrets and passionate desire. Will Zayn be able to open his heart again? When he finds out that nine years ago was more than he knew, how would he take it? Follow Zayn as he unravels his second chance with his green eyed pumpkin, Will Crest.

"Master, do you miss this apprentice?" Lips painted in bright red ticked up in a sharp smile. Her eyes were a pool of dark red, like a swirl of the finest wine. One jaded hand in his throat, nails slightly digging in the skin there, the other was on his cheek carefully caressing. The clashing of both gestures were confusing, but Rion's mind only provided one instinctual response; to run away as far as possible. ----- Rion Ren, one of the strongest sword masters in the world, had to make a difficult decision to hand over his apprentice, Ruby, to the Demon Master when Ruby's real identity as a descendant of Demon Sovereign was revealed. Three years later, Ruby who had successfully taken the reign of the Demon Realm, came back to take revenge on her master that had betrayed and abandoned her in the hand of cruel demons. Rion swore on his life as a sword master, he only wanted to protect those who were precious to him, but how did it manage to turn the whole world into chaos? How would Rion face his own apprentice in a battle between life and death?!

- Fang Wei Wei: The Campus' Belle. A charming, kind young girl with a mysterious background. - Han Fei Ye: The campus Idol. A handsome, charismatic young man from an outstanding rich family, but he is so cold, aloof with a strong aura that made it hard for others to approach him, but that didn't prevent the girls from university to try to get him. How can the cold Han Fei Ye make the campus Belle Fang Wei Wei fall in love with him after offending her in front of everyone because of a misunderstanding? And how can the two lovers be together, despite the vendetta between the two families, on one hand, and the evil schemes of their competitors on the other hand?

Its been four years, I thought as I walked. Four years since the girl I loved died. Four years since I lost the only one I cared about. I finally reached my destination and went inside the cemetery. I was lost in thought when I felt another body crash into mine. I quickly offered my hand to the girl who fell but her hair was covering her face. She grabbed my hand and I pulled her up and my body froze "It can't be." I whispered looking at the face of my dead girlfriend.