Twisted

Raven Knight is a journalist who lives for the truth, even when it comes wrapped in danger. When her latest investigation leads her to Club Eden, the notorious upscale strip club tied to underground crime, she goes undercover, armed with nothing but fake credentials and a steel spine. Her goal? Expose Jaxon Morreau, the billionaire Don said to be behind a global criminal empire. But nothing could prepare her for Jaxon himself. Jaxon Morreau rules with silence, dominance, and control. He built Club Eden as a front, but it became his kingdom. Cold, calculating, and feared by all, Jaxon doesn’t make mistakes… until he spots the one woman who dares defy him. Raven is a threat. She’s also magnetic. Instead of exposing her, he pulls her closer, offering her protection, power, and submission. Their chemistry is fire. Their secrets, fatal. As Raven falls deeper into Jaxon’s world, and into his bed, lines blur between truth and desire. Their relationship burns hot, twisted with bondage, dominance, and a hunger neither of them can ignore. But when Raven’s best friend is kidnapped, and a child is planted to destroy them, the darkness inside Jaxon threatens to consume them both. Worse, Jaxon’s younger brother, Zane, isn’t just jealous, he’s obsessed. Zane doesn’t want to share Raven. He wants to own her. In a world where loyalty is blood and betrayal is deadly, love may be the riskiest game of all. Owned by the Don is a 150-chapter epic of passion, vengeance, possession, and submission. Perfect for fans of dark romance, mafia empires, and BDSM stories that mix power with heart.

A freshman in college is kidnapped by a werewolf pack. Where she not only discovers she is a werewolf but that she has a mate. Her whole world is flipped upside down when her life changes forever.

"...You want me to go to another town as you date and later marry some other lady whom you underestimate to be stupid, and I’ll be your mistress until the day that I’ll realize that I lost everything for you… you want me to sit back and wait as I grow old and see another woman bear your children.”

Liziwe Matiwane is an odd one; a lady who has no interest in marriage, but all the interest in in learning the physician's trade- much to her mother's annoyance. But when she is forced into marriage with a mysterious stranger, her life takes a turn into the murky shadows...

I lost my eyesight thanks to a sudden car crash. In order to fund my treatment, I took up the position of a blind spectator, as per my friend's recommendation. The job scope was… challenging to put into words, to say the least. To make things worse, one of the clients was my boyfriend.

Evan Pendragon, pemuda bangsawan yang penuh masa depan, harus menanggung tuduhan keji atas kematian tragis kedua orang tuanya. Terbuang ke penjara tanpa keadilan, tubuhnya hancur oleh siksaan yang tiada ampun. Namun, dari reruntuhan kesakitan itu, sebuah kekuatan rahasia dalam dirinya mulai bangkit, tulang naga yang tersembunyi di tubuhnya menunggu untuk mengubahnya menjadi sosok yang tak terkalahkan. Diberi pilihan menjadi bagian dari proyek misterius atau kembali ke penjara, Evan memilih menjadi kelinci percobaan untuk membalas dendam. Setelah 3 tahun pelatihan ia diterjunkan ke medan perang dan menjadi mesin pembunuh nomor satu. Kini, sebagai Jenderal Perang yang dianugerahi Bintang Mahaputra, ia menyusup kembali ke tempat kelam yang dulu menghancurkannya, sebuah penjara penuh korupsi dan pengkhianatan, demi melindungi adiknya dan menegakkan keadilan yang sesungguhnya.

I fell in love with the nanny's son. After boldly pursuing him, he reluctantly agreed to marry me. But I never expected his young lover to storm into my home like a madwoman, prying my mouth open to pour scalding water down my throat, pressing me into a sink full of dirty water, and finally pushing me down the stairs. My husband stood by my hospital bed, looking at my broken body with disdain. "Irene, every moment with you makes me sick," he spat, barely able to hide his impatience for my death. Yet, when I finally died, he sobbed uncontrollably in public, playing the role of the devoted, heartbroken husband. "Irene, don't leave me! You have no idea how much I wanted to die with you!" At that, I spoke softly from behind him. "Is that so?"

My husband's adopted sister invited me out to dinner, and while we were eating, disaster struck—a violent earthquake shook the ground beneath us. My husband, a firefighter, rushed to the scene as quickly as he could. But fate had a cruel plan for us. We were trapped beneath a massive boulder, unable to move, and the rescuers could only save one of us. He made his choice. He chose her—the adopted sister who had always been frail and sickly—over me, his wife, who was five months pregnant with his child. I begged him, pleaded with him to save me. But he turned his back on me. The boulder pressed harder, and I felt the sickening crack of my arm breaking. He didn't even flinch. "Alice has always been weak," he said coldly. "If I leave her here, she'll die." But when I died, he lost his mind.

I finally became pregnant after my husband and I underwent over a dozen rounds of IVF. However, to my horror, I discovered that the embryo growing inside me was the fertilized egg of my husband and the family maid. They even schemed to have me disappear so that the child could inherit everything. I pretended not to know, carried the child to term, and took care of him, raising him with love and care. It was not until 20 years later that they forced me to sign a share transfer agreement by my hospital bed, along with a divorce agreement that left me with nothing. "After 20 years, we finally have our happy family. You never saw this coming, did you? The child you fought so hard to give birth to is my biological son!" Even my son, without any remorse, said, "Honestly, your illness is beyond help. It'd be better for you to just die." With a knowing, almost bittersweet, smile I replied, "For your happiness, I'm willing to do whatever it takes."

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