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There's trouble in the knight's household when a golden necklace worth billions of dollars is stolen by one of the house maids. In the quest of finding it, Lucas Knight finds something extremely terrifying. A shrine made specifically for him. It contains items like his pictures, clothes, his used tooth brush and even strands of his hair. It seems like Lucas Knight has a crazy admirer. Stalking Lucas Knight became Vivian Addams job the moment she set her eyes on his gorgeous face. When she is given a job as a maid in the Knight's mansion, she believes that heaven is helping her. Besides, it's not like he can ever find out right? WRONG. NOTE: The people, activities, and places in this narrative may be implausible because it was written for comic relief. If any of the characters behave in a way that is comparable to SpongeBob SquarePants, feel free to chuck your phone into the ocean.

I thought I was in love… until love started to feel like a prison. Sebastian owns everything, my choices, my freedom, even my guilt. Every time I try to leave, something pulls me back. Until his cousin, Kenneth, arrives from London… and sees me like no one else ever has. One night changed everything. One secret could ruin us all. Now I’m pregnant, and I don’t know how to escape without losing everything… or him. I never meant to fall for Kenneth. But now, I can’t stop craving the life I was told I didn’t deserve.

After a meeting at a fair in South Africa, Andrea Ruebens and Annalia Anthony friendship sparkled blossoming into something beautiful. Andrea was a troubled young teenager with severe anger issues and made some mistakes that she always wished that she could change.Annalia had always thought that she is imperfect because of the way she was being treated. After an accident which leaves her broken she and her parents drift apart.Shattered on the inside and feeling like the odd one, both have pasts that they hold on to, mistakes that they wish they could take back and relationships that need to be mended. Coming to Bayweach College felt like a new start for them, forming new relationships as they set out to find a place they can fit in..

Ariadne was a simple young girl who was struggling to solve the puzzle that was her life. She always felt like she didn't belonged to the world she was living in. Once while returning from work she saw a man groaning in pain on the street. His name was Leon and he was in an accident. She was strangely drawn towards him and took him home. Leon was ruthless. If word evil had a face then it was him. He had nothing but hatred for everyone. But girls like a ravishing mess they think they can change, don't they? There was something strange about Ariadne. She had no pictures from past, or any document. It was like she didn't even existed a couple months ago. This was bothering Leon. But who was he to question Ariadne when he was hiding a secret himself. He was the mafia king. What will happen when she will find out?

Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | 18+ | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Pace It started with a kiss I don’t remember giving. A rooftop. A moan. Someone’s fingers buried in my hair like they belonged there. A mouth on my throat that said I tasted like something they lost in another life. I wasn’t dreaming. The city was already cracking beneath me. Power grids flickering like dying stars. Tech failing. Screens static. The sky bruising in strange new colors. Everyone said it was coincidence. Collapse. Noise. But I knew better. The moment I felt her breath on my skin — even if I couldn’t see her — I knew the end had already arrived. And I had something to do with it. Ten butterflies followed me after that. Not literal ones. Not always. They shimmered in my periphery. Each the wrong color. Each too vivid. Each drawn to me like heat to blood. They touched me in dreams. They watched me when I undressed. They whispered without words. I could taste their want. Some called me cursed. Broken. Unstable. But the truth is simpler. I’m blooming again — and they all feel it. They don’t love me. They remember me. They remember what I used to be — what I still am, underneath the silence. One of them burned me with just a kiss. One broke my spine with kindness. One slid her hand under my shirt like it was always hers. One cries when she touches me. One never speaks, but her eyes dig. One wants to keep me. One wants to ruin me. And one just wants to finish what we started. They think I’m choosing. I’m not. My body already did. And now the bloom inside me is turning darker.

They never knew about her… A fairy tale, for Irwen, was something truly extraordinary—a destiny tied by a bond that seemed unbreakably strong and magical. But her mate had betrayed her, treating everything she had done as meaningless nonsense. Fine. Irwen understood—and decided that betrayal deserved a revenge. The Alpha King had exceeded her expectations. He helped her, and even proposed a marriage contract. He began to heal her frozen heart, drawing them into a more complicated relationship. To Irwen, it felt like stepping back into a fairy tale—one that might end in pain again. “I want you to be my Luna.” “I will protect you.” “I will stay by your side.” But will those promises hold true when they’re faced with something that stands in opposition? The healer and her chains…

I’m the last of a cursed bloodline. He’s the Alpha who lost everything because of mine. Matteo Cruz Valentino “El Lobo”—feared biker, mafia leader, Alpha without mercy—was never meant to be my mate. But the moon doesn’t care about grudges, and fate has no compassion. Now I’m trapped in his world. His rules. His war. He won’t love me. He won’t even look at me without hate in his eyes. But behind that hate is something raw… something breaking. He caged me in his world of darkness and violence… yet kisses me like I’m the only thing that’s ever made him feel real. And I’m not sure which will kill me first—his silence, or his touch.

Luxian Maxwell’s life was already spiraling—a terminal diagnosis, haunting dreams, and a sense that something about him just didn’t add up. Then came Damien. Cold, powerful, and unsettlingly familiar, Damien claims Luxian is the reincarnation of a girl who once betrayed him. But the more Luxian tries to escape, the deeper he falls into a web of forgotten lives, supernatural forces, and a past that refuses to stay buried. Why does no one remember Mr. Wilson’s death? Why does Damien’s touch feel like a memory? And why is Luxian changing? As his dreams blur into reality and deadly truths surface, Luxian must confront the terrifying possibility: He’s not just being punished for someone else’s sins. He might be the key to unleashing something far worse.

Emery Sinclair had spent years perfecting the art of being the perfect wife. The devoted, loyal, and elegant Mrs. Sinclair. Even when whispers of her husband's infidelity trailed after her like a ghost, she held her head high, convinced that love—her love—was enough to fix the cracks in her marriage. But the moment she walks into that hotel suite and finds her husband entangled with another woman, something inside her shatters. She doesn’t cry. She doesn’t scream. Instead, she walks away, her heart numb, her mind spinning. The life she built is over. The man she sacrificed everything for never deserved her. Then comes Killian Wolfe. Cold, calculating, and ruthlessly powerful, Killian is everything her husband is not. And he is done watching from the sidelines. For years, he’s kept his distance, biting his tongue as his foolish stepbrother squandered the one good thing in his life. But now? Now, Killian doesn’t hold back. He steps in—offering her a way out, a place to stay, and, most dangerously, a deal she never saw coming. "Let me take care of you," he tells her, his voice a low, commanding whisper. She should say no. She should run. Because nothing about Killian Wolfe comes without a cost. But the way he looks at her—like she’s something precious, something worth ruining kingdoms for—makes her wonder if, just this once, she should let herself be wanted. The game changes in a single night. A kiss turns into something more, and before she knows it, she’s tangled in his sheets, in his world, and in his control. But Killian doesn't just want her in his bed. He wants everything—her body, her mind, her soul. And most terrifying of all? He wants her heart.

"You don't look at me with amusement. No girl has ever done that to me, especially while playing basketball. If you think you're an exemption, think again. I'm Kise Joaquin Falcis. Everyone falls for me." Since Kise saw Keisha at his cousin's birthday party, he started liking her. When their eyes met, Kise felt his heart skipped a beat. And at some point, he bowed down that this girl would like him back too. But something was preventing Keisha from admitting her feelings. She didn't want him to know that she had also fallen for him. What was stopping her from liking this guy? What must be the reason for her cold treatment? Was it really because of his annoying haircut? Or was it something else?