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"Right, just groan like that. Only in this way can I get rid of my hatred.” When he had sex with her, his eyes turned fierce. "I was especially happy when I thought of Roy listening to your lewd cries next door. Bitch, when you married him, you didn't expect this day to come, right?" John suddenly tightened his grip on her chin.
"Yes, I didn't… expect that …"
Three years later, when the man she loved deeply reappeared, he turned into a ferocious ghost and ruthlessly trampled on her, making her live in purgatory.
At that moment, her heart was broken and she left in the most decisive way.
When the truth was revealed, he regretted it. He tried all means to find her, only to retrieve her love. However, when they met again, she became the most cruel and merciless one... 

Alessandro Grayson is an CEO he is very rich and handsome, he can do everything he wants, left and right is the woman in his arm, many women cry, many try to turn him around but no one succeeds, for him the women are just a toy, A bitter incident came into his life, and ruined his perfect character, he had an accident and ruined his most careful Face. because of what had happened there was much fear of him. since that accident his habit made no difference to his Face.He's a Beast, Until he thought of buying A woman to be his wife, everything changed for him when he met the woman he bought.Alessandro is gradually falling for the one he chose to be his wife, will the woman also fall for him? 

18+, strong mature, and sexual content.
Sneak peek:
"W-what are you doing?" I asked, my breathing getting heavier as his warm fingers inched towards my bikini bottom.
"You called me a coward earlier, remember?" He asked, his other hand wrapped around my throat and lips torturingly brushing over mine "So let's see how much you can handle if I break the boundaries."
"I haven't said anything wrong," I breathed out, the collision of the heat of our bodies made the wetness between my thighs build more
"Oh really?" He hooked my legs around his waist leaving me surprised
I opened my mouth to say something but before any sentence could leave my mouth, sliding past my bikini bottom his fingers were there on my bare clit and the next second they thrust inside the very tight hole of mine leaving me to scream.
But everything went silent as he pressed his hot lips upon mine just as I had been wanting since the first day I had ever seen him.
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I always knew the things I felt for Jacob Adriano were wrong in so many ways. He was my dad's best friend, totally out of bounds but I couldn't stop wanting him. And once in the event of my dad's destination wedding, I came across him after years...I lost every one of the boundaries I had and surely I planned to make him lose his ones too.
After all Jacob Adriano, the sinfully attractive Italian was not unaware of my obsession with him.
But little did know that forbidden relationships always bring havoc and demolition..... 




"Tell me you don't want this, Vivianne..." Noah's breath warmed against my skin, his finger dragging against my aching clit, and his eyes locked on me. "I'll stop if you tell me to..." My waist arch, a soft moan slipping off my lips as he pushed two fingers inside me, a smirk curling at his lips.
I should push him away... I should curse him, but I couldn't. My body betrayed me. I wanted him, I hated to admit it. How could my body want the same man who ruined my life?
"No... Noah..." My breath stuttered, nails digging into the bed as desire washed over me.
"Do... don't... touch... argh! Right ther...e... Fuck! Please don't stop..."
"Where, V... Tell me where you want me to touch." He fingers moved inside me, teasing my inside.
"Ri...right there... Fuck!" My hips jerked up, pussy throbbing with pleasure, walls tightening on his fingers... right before my orgasm tore through me... 
My Mate Toric and his twin brother Silas, the Beta, had an accident on the battlefield.News of one dead and one wounded reached home. Evelyn, Silas's mate, and I cried until our eyes were red and swollen.When I saw my living mate return, my heart, which had been hanging by a thread, finally settled.I was just about to rush towards him when he handed me a funeral portrait."Luna, I'm sorry. The pack clinic staff made a mistake. It was my brother who passed away."Beside us, Evelyn stopped crying.I pressed my lips together, suppressing a smile, and obediently hugged the portrait, starting to wail. 
DARK ROMANCE "Sir, I am in a dire need of loan. Its very important, my friends life is at stake. I assure you I'll try my best to return the loan asap." She breathlessly said it all. Her eyes were filled with hope and expectations. He was her last hope.
"Miss Sheharzaad," Shehryaar said, while standing up from his chair causing her to instantly stand up.
"Yes sir" she replied, her voice troublesome yet confident.
He walked towards the other side of the table and sat on the chair parallel to her.
"Keep sitting, please." He said, like a gentleman and she sat down. She tightly held her hands together. A life could be saved by his single yes.
"Sir please," she pleaded.
"I agree. You can have the loan, but I have a condition."
"I agree to your every condition sir" she replied with a little smile of victory on her face.
"Think before you speak, Miss Sheharzaad."
"I trust you."
"I want a one night stand with you." He dropped the bomb.
............
"Every women is nothing but a , a and you're also one of them." He said making her wriggling double against the ropes, which tied her.
"You're wrong." She replied with a sheer determination in her eyes.
He harshly gripped held her chin and bobbed her head up towards him.
"Oh, I'll prove it to you then." He spoke with an immense intensity and a promise in his eyes.
"You'll now serve me as my personal escort, Sheharzaad." He declared and threaded his fingers into her silky locks, pasting his lips on hers, her brutally.
He didn't trust womankind and she was a strong woman.
He wanted shatter and break her into pieces so he could satisfy himself. 
After Elise Cullen regains her memory, the first thing she does is call her butler, Duncan Jamison."Duncan, arrange for someone to pick me up and take me home immediately!"Hearing her familiar voice, Duncan bursts into tears. "Ms. Cullen, where have you been all this time? You have no idea—Mr. John and Mr. Cyrus have been searching for you like crazy these past few years!"Elise frowns, pushing down her worries. "It's a long story, and things are complicated. I'll explain everything once I'm back."After hanging up, she lets out a deep sigh.She was once the richest heiress, but a few years ago, her private plane crashed in the mountains. She was rescued by someone and has been missing ever since. 


“Do you know how many nights I’ve thought about those? How I imagined sliding your dress up and seeing you in them… in my room, or my office… gagged so you wouldn’t scream my name?”
“Say the word, Renata,” he whispered, voice rough. “And I’ll have you right here… where anyone could knock. Where you could get caught with your husband’s father’s cock inside you.”
She gasped.
But she didn’t say no.
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One reckless night. A stranger’s touch. Her ruin.
The night before her wedding, Renata surrendered to a man whose name she didn’t know… A man who made her tremble, moan, and beg for more in the shadows.
The next morning, he was at the wedding hall too…Watching her walk down the aisle to his son.
Domingo Serrano.
Powerful. Predatory. Possessive.
And he’s not done with her.
He wants her again. And again.
Once a week. No excuses. No escape.
But Renata isn’t just drowning in lust and shame.
She’s chasing answers. Her parents were murdered under the guise of an auto accident. The killer is hiding behind the walls of the Hidalgo empire.
Santiago, her charming husband, has secrets.
Lady Constanza, his mother, wears lies like pearls.
And Domingo? He’s the darkest of them all.
Now Renata’s playing with fire, and carrying a secret that could burn everyone:
She’s pregnant.
And she doesn’t know if the father is her husband… or his father. 




“I, Asher Thorn, reject Aurora Nightshade as my mate and the future Luna of this pack,” Asher declared, his voice ringing out across the clearing.The words hit me like a physical blow. I stumbled backward, my mind reeling. This couldn't be happening. Mate bonds were sacred, unbreakable. To reject one was… unthinkable.Asher sneered down at me, his handsome features twisting into something ugly. He spat, “It’s simple. I won’t be saddled with her as my Luna. She’s weak, pathetic. An omega.” He practically spat the word. “Can you imagine her bearing my pups? Leading this pack beside me? It’s laughable.”As an omega, Aurora had been abused and treated like a slave by her pack after the death of her parents. On her 16th birthday, she was rejected by her mate, Asher, the future Alpha. Heartbroken, she fled and was found by the powerful Blackstone Pack. There, she met her second-chance mate, Alpha Xander, who recognized her potential and helped her transform into a warrior—the strongest in the pack.When her old pack begs for help against a rogue threat, Aurora must confront her past. Will she forgive Asher for rejecting her, or will she seek revenge alongside her second-chance mate, Alpha Xander? 






Her husband gets into an accident after going on a honeymoon with a celebrity. She's the one who treats them at the hospital.The next day, she gives her husband a divorce agreement. He frowns and asks, "Are you asking for a divorce over such a small matter?"She looks him in the eye and says seriously, "Yes."On the day of the divorce, her son clings to the celebrity. "I don't want to go with Mom! I want a new mom!"She gives up on him and says coldly, "Don't worry, I won't ask for custody of you."After the divorce, she becomes a doctor without borders and has an illustrious career. Her ex-husband's life descends into chaos, and her son kicks up fusses every now and then.They finally realize how much she's done for them and comes knocking on her door. They beg her to take them back.To their surprise, a bigwig opens the door. That night, the father and son beat up the celebrity and end up being arrested.When she hears the news, the bigwig tells her, "Be good and don't get distracted. The trash has already been taken out!" 

My husband's little sweetheart is threatening to break up with him again. He’s drowning in misery, drinking so much that he landed in the hospital with a bleeding ulcer. Half dead, he mutters, "She’s the only one who dares to mess with me like this."
Then he grabs my hand and asks, "Honey, you’re a woman too. How do I get her to forgive me this time?"
It’s true. He’s cheated so many times, but this Vivian is the only one he actually cares about.
My phone buzzes—it’s a message from Vivian.
"Mrs. Carter! Please keep your husband in check! As a woman, don’t you have any pride left? Tell him to stop bothering me!"
I let out a sarcastic laugh and, just like always, ignore her.
On Eric’s fifth day in the hospital, he blew up my phone with calls. His mood was a mess as he yelled at me, "I’m in the hospital! Why haven’t you come to see me? Do you even care about your husband at all?"
I stayed calm. "I’m afraid if I show up, you’ll fall for me all over again."
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"MINE!!!!""What do you want me to do? I caught you kissing! You allow him to kiss you knowing you had a mate!" he said angrily, "You know I am your mate!!" he added.***Freya is the adoptive daughter of the warrior mated couple of the Midnight Pack. She didn't have a scent, so everyone thought that she didn't have a wolf, just like humans.Matteo Harith is the Lycan prince, soon to be king, who was waiting for his mate. He had smelled her since 9 years ago in the palace, but after that, he never found her, no matter how much he looked for her.When Matteo was assigned by his king's father to look into the case of a pack that had been wiped out, he lived in the Midnight Pack and found Freya.The moment Matteo stepped out of his SUV, Freya found out that he was her mate. But Matteo couldn't smell her at all. A tournament that had been held within the pack made Matteo find Freya to be his mate when their eyes met.When Matteo finally smelled Freya's scent, it was also the time that she remembered what had happened in her childhood and that the palace had refused to help them when they asked, which caused her biological parents' death. What is he going to do when Freya was blaming the royals and wanted to reject him even after they mark each other? 


We’ve been married for three years, but I’ve never truly had his love. When his childhood sweetheart returned, just as promised, all I was met with were the cold, glaring divorce papers.“If I were carrying our child, would you still choose to divorce?” I asked, holding onto the faintest glimmer of hope, making one last desperate plea.His response, as expected, was just as cold as ever. “Yes.”I closed my eyes, choking back tears, and finally chose to let go—to honor his decision.Years later, my heart had turned to ash. Lying in a hospital bed, I trembled as I signed the divorce papers. “Alexander, from this moment on, we owe each other nothing…”What I never saw coming was the ruthless, decisive CEO kneeling at my bedside, his voice hoarse, almost broken, as he pleaded, “Vivienne, don’t divorce me… please.” 

After her miscarriage, Sabrina Frye turns into the wife Nester Blackwell has always demanded.
She stops sharing the small joys of her day and the frantic, late-night calls when he doesn't come home.
Even when she is framed in a street scam and taken to the police station, the officers tell her she can leave if a family member posts bail, but she tells them that she has no family.
She calmly spends the next seven days in a cold cell.
A week later, the heavy iron gates of the station open with a metallic clang at dusk. As Sabrina steps down the stairs, a black Maybach screeches to a halt in front of her.
The door swings open, and Nester steps out. Dressed in a tailored suit, he's tall, with near-perfect body proportions. Like always, he looks cold and untouchable. 
I marry the same man seven times, and he divorces me seven times for the same woman.
He does this so he can go on vacation with his first love as a supposedly single man while also protecting her from being the subject of scandalous gossip.
The first time we divorce, I attempt to take my own life to force him into staying. Despite being sent to the hospital in an ambulance, he didn't even bother to visit me.
The second time we divorce, I humble myself by applying to be an assistant at his company, all for the chance to see him more.
By the sixth time, I had already learned to quietly pack up my belongings and move out of his house.
At first, I was hysterical, but then I began to concede, and eventually, that grew to numb acceptance. Yet, time and again, he would remarry me on our previously agreed-upon date, only for history to repeat itself.
Finally, one day, after I hear that his first love is returning to the country again, I voluntarily hand him the divorce agreement.
Just like before, he promises to remarry me again on a certain date. But he doesn't know that this time, I'll be leaving for good. 

Margot Monroe is a genius among the young overseas returnees in the Southbridge Military District. She's the youngest chief of surgery at the district hospital, and her priceless hands have saved countless lives through major operations.
But right now, those hands lie beneath someone's boot, being grinded mercilessly against the floor. And the one responsible is her own husband, Cameron Reid, division commander of the Southbridge Military District.
Cameron sits calmly in his chair, his military uniform crisp and immaculate, his expression blank.
Behind him, in the next room, several large men pin Margot's younger sister down on a bed. Her sister, Eloise Monroe's broken, helpless cries keep echoing out, tearing Margot's heart to shreds.
Cameron says, "Margot, you have two choices. Get up and operate on Vera's mother, or I'll open Eloise's door right now and let everyone in Southbridge see what kind of spectacle she's making."
Margot clenches her teeth, her eyes bloodshot as she stares at Cameron. "Cameron, why are you doing this to me?" 


Mercity's richest man, Adam Alvarez, has been comatose for three years. His wife, Celine Tate, cares for him throughout. But when he wakes up, she finds a flirty text in his phone. His first love is back in the country.
His friends, who have always looked down on Celine, laugh about the matter. "It's time for the ugly little duckling to get kicked to the curb now the swan is back."
Only then does Celine realize Adam has never loved her. She's nothing but a poor joke.
So, one night, Mr. Alvarez receives a divorce agreement from his wife. The reason for the divorce—there's something wrong with his health.
Adam goes after Celine, his expression dark. That's when he discovers her standing under gleaming lights, looking gorgeous in a long dress. She's suddenly become a medical expert.
When she sees him, she smiles. "Are you here to see an andrology specialist, Mr. Alvarez?" 
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Natalie Walker is a fake heiress who spends two decades acting as Diana Ashcroft's walking blood bank. When the true heiress returns, she's immediately kicked out of the house.
The true heiress mistreats her, and everyone mocks her. Then, the world is stunned when she suddenly turns out to be the only daughter of the Walker family, the country's wealthiest and most mysterious family.
Natalie's birth parents and five brothers dote on her like mad. Her allowance is boundless, and she can splurge on whatever she wants. She can drive any limited-edition sports car and buy haute couture if she wants…
She also has a fiancé who's supposedly the wealthiest man in the world. However, he either avoids meeting her or gives her the cold shoulder. He even comes knocking, saying that he wants to call off the engagement.
Natalie thinks it's perfect. Unexpectedly, after calling off the engagement, he pesters her, wanting to be affectionate with her all the time.
Natalie is irritated. "Can you have a little shame, Mr. Ex-Fiancé?"
Marcus Holden says, "What is shame? Can I eat it? Can it help me win my wife's heart?"
"Get lost."
"You're only telling me that because you love me. Why haven't you said it to anyone else?"
Everyone realizes that the revered Marcus is actually a hopeless romantic who only has love on his brain.
Meanwhile, Marcus wants nothing more than to beat his old self up for being blind. 
My parents hate each other. They enjoy tormenting each other the most.
My older sister, Nicole Shields, has inherited their brutal and ruthless personality traits from them. She's cruel and obsessive by nature.
But no matter how lunatic and cruel my family is, they spoil and pamper me to no end despite the fact that I'm pure and innocent.
I should've enjoyed my life in luxury and comfort, but I ended up getting abducted into the rural mountains when I was ten years old. After that, I got disfigured and beaten up so much that I became mute.
Once I'm all grown up, I can only work as a food delivery rider in order to put food on the table.
One day, I have to take a bumpy route. Because of that, I accidentally ruin the cake that a rich scion has ordered.
I can only kneel on the floor while showing my documents proving that I'm disabled. At the same time, I keep apologizing silently to the scion.
Still, the scion tramples all over my hand with his shoe. Slowly, he breaks my fingers, causing me to almost faint from the immense pain.
At that moment, a woman with a slim figure walks into the private room. The scion releases me before running over to grab her hand.
I see that familiar figure in my blood-tinged vision, making me call out to the depths of my memory silently.
"Nicole…" 
Cassie never imagined trading in her greasy apron for pressed linens, but fate had other plans. When she lands a coveted position at the von Steiner estate, she thinks she's struck gold. Little does she know; she's stepped into a world where wealth and prestige mask a chilling secret.By day, Cassie navigates the glittering halls of high society. By night, she's haunted by howls that echo through moonlit corridors. As she unravels the von Steiners' dark legacy, Cassie finds herself inexplicably drawn to the brooding Florian, a man as dangerous as he is alluring.But Florian isn't the only one with his eyes on Cassie. Karl, the domineering heir, sees her as a prize to be claimed. Caught between two brothers and secrets that could tear her world apart, Cassie must decide where her loyalties lie.As the full moon rises and long-buried truths come to light, Cassie faces an impossible choice. Will she embrace a destiny she never asked for, or fight against a nature that threatens her? 
She gave him her heart, her trust, and even her family's company.In return, he took her father's life - and tried to steal her kidney for her cousin.When Freya dies on the cold operating table, she wakes up... reborn - in another so-called useless orphan girl's body. But death left her with more than scars-Now, whispers of the future echo in her mind, guiding her revenge...Surrounded by greedy relatives and deadly schemes, she's ready to fight back.What she didn't expect?To accidentally fall into the bed of Leander-the nation's most feared, most unattainable billionaire. He's cold, ruthless, untouchable.But after that one night... he wants her.Her body. Her revenge. Her hand in marriage.Now, they're not just husband and wife by contract. They're partners in revenge. 
Cressida Ashworth gives up everything for love, even her life, yet her husband, Luther Strudwick, repays her devotion with one word.
"Disgusting."
When she opens her eyes again, she's given three more months to live.
A mysterious voice says, "Should Luther speak the words 'I love you,' you shall live again."
But this time, Cressida would sooner lose that chance than stoop to begging. She returns under a stack of aliases, stripping the saintly mask off Natasha Ashworth and making every last snob eat their words.
And Luther, the one who once mocked her, falls into desperation when he finally sees her brilliance. He begs for her forgiveness, but she no longer cares.
"Cressida, I—"
"Too late."
She cuts him off with a smile and steps right into Tristan Leigh's arms.
The aloof doctor who has always stood guard behind her is revealed to be the heir to a vast corporate empire. He's had his sights on her for a long time.
"Cressida, I'll help you claim whatever you want. Now tell me, when are we getting married?" 