Otome No Dori

All his life, Dorian Grimaldi - the devastatingly handsome Alpha of Creekville - has been convinced that he doesn't need a mate. Even more convinced when the balance of the supernatural world and his race depends on his engagement with the vampire princess. However, when Dorian meets the enchanting and innocent Eden Monroe, everything about his being rivals his choices for a partner, awakening a primal need in him to claim her as his own. The clock is ticking and the fate of the werewolf race hangs on the balance of his single decision. He has two choices; his mate or the safety of his people.

A gentle, unwanted girl is sold as a monster’s bride to save a kingdom that never loved her. She does not tame the monster. She wakes him up—and he, in turn, teaches her that the world is allowed to burn for people who hurt her. Together they break an ancient curse, topple two kingdoms, and discover that love can be the most dangerous rebellion of all.

ยอมเสียความบริสุทธิ์เพื่อแลกกับเงิน และของมีค่าเกือบ 20 ล้านบาทกะว่าถึงฝั่งจะชิ่งหนี ทว่าโชคชะตากลับเล่นตลกผลักให้เธอกลับมาเจอเขาอีกครั้ง "ว่าไงเมียจ๋า มาหาผัวถึงที่เลยเหรอ" 'ซวยแล้วไง...โอ๊ยยยยย!'

Midnight Hunters, a group of criminals that are being chase by the government. They are still unknown by the public, this mysterious group has been the pain in the ass of the Mayor of their town. Many people don't know them, they just known for being scary, brutal murderers and a dangerous group, they must be put behind bars. The people are ordered to stay away if they saw a dagger that has a symbol of a crescent moon with the name Midnight Hunters imprinted on it, that's when you know the group is near. They are a scum in the society, criminals that need to be punish by law, they make every people feel fear. They need to be caught immediately. But the question is… are they really the problem?

I transmigrated into a dating-sim otome game where I was supposed to romance a soft, fragile male lead. I had finally pushed him onto the bed and was just about to make my move when the long-missing system finally popped back online. [Host, I sent you to the wrong game. This is a horror game.] [The man you’re bullying right now is the horror game final boss.] I lifted my head and met a pair of blood-red eyes staring straight at me. My smile froze. “Um… you look a little tired. Maybe we should… continue this another day?” He smiled back, calm and terrifying. “I’m not tired. Go on.”

Arabella, seorang gadis 20 tahun yang kecanduan game otome Love and Zombie, tak pernah menyangka keinginannya menjadi kenyataan. Dunia tiba-tiba dilanda wabah zombie, termasuk keluarga Ara yang kini berubah menjadi makhluk mengerikan. Namun, di tengah keputusasaan, Ara bertemu sosok Aezar, pria tampan berambut perak dan bermata merah, persis karakter favoritnya di game. Siapa sebenarnya Aezar? Mengapa ia memanggil Ara "istriku"? Dan, apakah ini cinta, atau hanya awal dari misteri yang lebih gelap di dunia penuh zombie? Di dunia yang hancur, cinta dan bahaya bertabrakan. Akankah Ara bertahan?

Maiden Caliber was once a 25-year-old successful businesswoman whose ambition is to take revenge on those people who caused pain and agony in her life. She sought justice for her parent's death and bring turmoil in their predicaments. But what if everything turns upside down? What if the supposed revenge will not be successfully done because she died? But worse, what if after she died she's reincarnated to one of the otome novels her mother once wrote? Say the least that she's not even one of the main cast? But worst and worst of it all, the same history comes with the character she's playing, a girl whose parents died because they were killed by those powerful people in the kingdom? What will she do? Will she emerge from one of the least characters to one of the main protagonist? Will she take her revenge after all?

GAMMAS OF LUST SERIES 2 👑 Hi. I'm a prostitute. Shocked? Don't be. I was named Dorothy McAllen by my parents but life made me Marilyn Paltan, a whore. I thought being a prostitute was the end of life, but little did I know there's still a light at the end of the tunnel. "Dori it's our mate!" My wolf screamed after five years she's being dormant. Mate? Does a prostitute have a mate? Not just a mate but Mates? Gamma Lucian and Gamma Lucifer the most powerful werewolf generals are my mates? Fraid they'll never take a prostitute like me I'm sure. But wait, when Lucifer grabbed my ass, his other hand pulled my jaws and I faced his ferocious eyes as he breathed, "I will support you, even if you wanted to become an assassin but any man that touches what belongs to me, will surely rot in hell!" I thought that was all untill Lucian opened the door and snatched me from his twin brother, before sealing my lips with kisses and then inserted a finger in my hole and warned me, "I own you Whore. Every hand that touches you expect mine will be dipped in the Hades till thy kingdom comes" Damn! The two of them are fuckin enemies! I mean I'm mates with twin brothers that hate each other. Save me!

He is the unchallenged Alpha of the Shadow pack. He crushes my hand, lets his true love drive me to the brink, and forces me to lick wolfsbane from my wounds in the punishment chamber, turning me into the pack's laughingstock. I am the Lunar pack's pawn in a political bonding. After enduring three years of humiliation and clutching enemy intelligence, I overturn his throne during the Moon Ceremony, making him watch helplessly as his beloved betrays him and his pack descends into chaos. Later, he backs down. He abdicates as Alpha and gets down on his knees at the pack's border every day, his voice hoarse from shouting, "I was wrong." I hold a blood-stained dagger, my gaze icy as I say, "Your regret is deadlier than wolfsbane and worth even less than my life." Our bonding is a calculated trap, and revenge is the move I am determined to play. Winning him back no longer matters. This time, I am not turning back. I want nothing but his endless remorse and the chance to break my chains and begin a new life.

A few weeks before our wedding, Rodney Luther's stepmother, Jessica Flaine, posts a photo on her social media. In the photo, she's wearing the wedding dress I picked out, holding a bouquet of red roses, and shyly leaning toward Rodney, asking for a kiss. The caption reads—"Dreams fulfilled." I don't call Rodney in tears or throw a fit like I used to. I simply like the post and leave a comment. "Screenshot sent to Rodney's father." Not long after, Jessica deletes the post, and Rodney's phone call follows immediately. "Ivana, you're being so petty! The rest of my days belong to you. It's only today that I'm fulfilling a small dream of Jessica's. Hurry up and explain things to my dad! "Come on, be good. I've got a gift for you." A scoff escapes me. "Rodney, do you hear me clearly? Go explain it to your father yourself!"