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{Warning: R-18, Dark Romance}
"Someone, please save me!"
"Who are you asking for help, dear?" He smiled, bringing his face closer to mine, sending a wave of terror through me.
"Don't do this. I am your sister," I pleaded, my voice trembling. I didn't want to stoop to his level.
"No, my dear. You could never be my sister. This is my revenge, and you are my enemy. You will pay for your sins," he growled, freezing me with fear.
"Please!"
“You think you can hate me just because you discovered you're more powerful? Having two useless wolves inside that shabby body won’t save you, sweetheart.” 



Three years ago, I, Zara Yaxley, gave birth to a stillborn baby.
My husband, Steve Griffin, set up a private chapel at home to grieve. From then on, he becomes a pious man and embraces a celibate lifestyle in memory of our dead child. As a result, we only sleep together once a month.
No matter how I flirt or seduce him, he remains unmoved.
One night, I stand outside the door and see him gazing at a photo of his first love. It turns out that Steve isn't an unfeeling man. He just feels nothing for me.
So, I trick him into signing the divorce agreement and disappear from his world completely.
Later on, I receive news about him going crazy trying to find me.
When we meet again, it is at his uncle's wedding. I am happy and radiant in an elegant wedding gown, while he is immensely upset. His eyes are reddened as he stubbornly refuses to call me "Aunt Zara". 
"From today onwards, I will take every decision of your life. What you will eat, where will you go, when will you speak, what you will wear it will be all as I wish. And if you dare to defy me then till now it must have been crystal clear to you how far I can go to keep my words," his voice unsympathetic and cold, causing a shiver down her spine.
Out of fear she was not even able to raise her head and kept her eyes casted down.
He lifted her head up with his forefinger, underneath her chin and stared directly into her mesmerizing hazel eyes.
"Understood?"
Her throat was parched and her mouth was dry. Her tongue felt heavy in her mouth. The seam of her lips was cracked and pasted with each other and she couldn't find enough courage in herself to say anything using her tongue, so she just nodded and casted down her eyes again.
He raised her chin more now with his forefinger and thumb, indicating her to look in his eyes and she did so.
"Understood?" He asked again and raised both his eyebrows, warning her.
"Yy....ye..ss" she croaked out. Her eyes were widened with fear and hands were fisting the bedsheet. Her cheeks were imprinted with red finger marks.
"Good. Now take of your clothes and fulfill your duty" he ordered.
She only pleaded him with her eyes. Clearly, she didn't want her wedding night to turn out like this. 
Arya Vitale, the daughter of his sworn enemy was supposed to be a bargaining chip
A pawn in a blood war but from the moment Giovanni De-Santis laid eyes on her, he didn’t see a pawn… he saw his
So he took her
Stole her from her wedding, forced her into a contract marriage, and branded her with his name in every way that mattered
To the world, it was a business strategy
To him she was never meant to be his, it was an obsession
But she isn’t the fragile princess he expected. She’s smart, sharp, hot-headed, sassy, and far too good at making him feel things he buried long ago
And when she runs away he hunts her
Because Giovanni doesn’t lose
Not his empire
Not his war
And never the woman he’s marked as his own
But some wars can’t be won with bullets
Some secrets refuse to stay buried
And the deadliest betrayal may not come from his enemies at all…
What happens when the one thing he can’t control
is the only thing that could destroy him is the only thing that could destroy him?
And a war that demands blood….even if it’s hers. 
Liora once believed that her marriage to Adrian would last forever, until slander destroyed everything. In one night, she lost her husband, her family, and her self respect. She was kicked out of her home while pregnant and nearly lost her life. When the world closed its doors on her, Liora chose one thing: to survive for the sake of her unborn child.
Years later, she returned with a new identity and an unwavering resolve. She rebuilt her life from scratch, raised Nolan alone, and buried the name that had once destroyed her. Yet fate brought her back, straight to the city that had once cast her out.
An unexpected encounter between Adrian and Nolan reopens a past he had been avoiding. The undeniable resemblance triggers truth after truth to be revealed, including the betrayal hidden behind Serena's name. As the Vale family's secrets are exposed and danger approaches, Liora finds herself caught between two men: Adrian, the father of her child, and Damien, the unexpected protector who appears as she is building a new life.
Amidst a storm of threats, conspiracies, and love that never truly dies, Liora must choose: to move forward without looking back, or to reopen the door that once consumed her entirely. As Nolan's safety is threatened, all the wounds, longing, and regrets force them to face the reality that the family that once shattered might still be able to stand again.
But this time, Liora won't let anyone bring her down again. 
My husband, Scott Lemire, admires the young, newly hired nurse at the hospital. Her name is Yvonne West, and he promotes her to a full-fledged doctor, even though she has only worked here for two days.
His colleagues urge him to reconsider his decision, but he insists that Yvnonne has the skills for it. He also condemns his colleagues for being inept and prone to jealousy.
However, Scott's mother, Agatha Kincaid, is suddenly involved in a car crash and breaks her leg. Yvonne gives Agatha the wrong blood bag, causing cardiac arrest and ultimately leading to her death.
After I check the blood compatibility log, I gnash my teeth in anger and press charges against Yvonne right there and then. The next day, however, Scott brings a group of men to the funeral home, wreaking havoc and forcing Agatha's casket open.
"Whitney, how can you be this vicious? Yvonne didn't mean for it to happen. Your mom is very old anyway. If she's dead, then so be it. You didn't have to ruin Yvonne's career!
"Your mom won't be happy if she knows the kind of crap you're doing! Sign the letter of understanding now, or I'll divorce you this instant!"
I try to stop Scott's men from ruining the funeral home as I question him.
"Are you out of your mind? This is Mom's funeral!"
Scott sneers and says, "I will do the same if this is my mom's funeral, let alone your mom's!"
And yet, he shows up at my place later, kneeling in tears and begging me to seek justice for Agatha. 





When a ruthless heiress and a struggling actress wake up in each other’s bodies, their worlds turn upside down.
Olivia Smith, born into power and pride, suddenly finds herself trapped in a life of poverty and pain.
Emma Williams, quiet and selfless, opens her eyes to luxury, influence, and danger.
But as they fight to survive in lives that were never meant for them, secrets begin to unfold, hearts are stolen, and destiny starts to blur the line between who they were and who they’re meant to become.
Borrowed faces… stolen hearts.
A story of identity, redemption, and love found in the most unexpected mirrors. 
"Congratulations on passing the online interview, Mr. Bolton. We've already sent the offer letter to your inbox, and we'll need you to report to Linkton within two weeks. Do you have any issues with that?" This is an international call, and the man on the other end speaks fluent Invian.Neal Bolton doesn't hesitate to say, "No issues at all. I'll be there."The door opens right after he hangs up, and Joyce Slater enters the room. When she sees him, she hands him a bag. "I couldn't ring in the New Year with you yesterday because of an emergency at the law firm. Don't be mad."She sounds sincere, so Neal doesn't question it. He takes the bag and glances inside to see a sandalwood bracelet with nothing else. Joyce didn't even care enough to wrap it nicely.He knows these bracelets are expensive, but the truly pricey one is the agarwood bracelet, not this one. This one is just a free gift. The fact that the sandalwood bracelet is here means Joyce purchased the agarwood bracelet yet chose to give him the free gift.If not for the photos Corey Swank sent him yesterday showing off the agarwood bracelet, Neal never would have expected his girlfriend of five years to give the real gift to someone else and give her boyfriend a free gift. 


Damien had been stuck in a night from five years ago when he had a night with a random lady. For some reasons, he couldn't get her off his mind and vowed to find her. But that would be hard.With only her face in his memory and no name, how would he find her?As coincidences, fate, destiny, and a certain connection pull them, with each passing moment, closer to each other, they realize that they had been right under each other's noses all along."Do, you really think.it was just a night stand?" The older woman asked and the two youngsters were thrown into instant confusion.Eleanor was sure that the only reason she went to the bar was because she was angry and needed a place to vent it out. And to her greatest knowledge, no one forced her to it.Damien too. He was at the Castle of Wine because he needed a quiet place... away from work.So... What was it...?*****And, when they find out that it wasn't just a nightstand they shared, but infact, had a lot of things in common apart from the kids, only then would they realize...The journey just begun… 


Alora Dennison is an orphaned child from a shamed bloodline surviving in her families old pack. On the dawn of her transition pushing her into adulthood she imprints on the mate she will be bonded to for an eternity, in an unexpected turn of fate.
Only he isn't the man of her dreams. He is the only one in the entire state she would never have wanted to bond too.
Colton Santo is the arrogant, dominant son of the Alpha from a rival pack which is set to unite the packs and reign in one kingdom. In years gone by his disdain for her and any from her bloodline has been prominent. Her treatment by his pack has pushed her to live in near isolation, fearful for her existence and now before all assembled, on the dawn of her awakening, they all just saw her imprint on their future leader.
Fate has decreed it, but everyone around her is about to try and stop it.
Fate isn't about to make it easy on her either, as a long forgotten war erupts in their lands, bringing an age old enemy with a thirst for blood back into the forefront of lycanthrope life.
Will she survive long enough to ever find out why she has borne a black mark on her lineage her entire life? And why exactly, Colton's father is just so eager to see her dead.
Will Colton step up and honour the bond, or will he be the one to deliver the final blow? 


The fiancee of Kason Louise, the richest man in New York, died in a car accident. Giana Kelsen, who caused the accident, was sentenced to three years in prison. After she was released from prison, she accidentally provoked Kason. She knelt on the ground and begged him. "Kason, please let me go." But Kason smiled, "Giana, I will never let you go." Everyone said that Kason was cold-hearted, but he fell in love with a woman who had been in prison before. However, the truth of the car accident that year destroyed all her love for him, and Giana ran away from him. Many years later, Kason begged her while on the ground, "Giana, as long as you come back, I will do anything for you." Giana only stared at him coldly. "Then, I want you to die." 


"Ms. Keane, the test results are not very favorable. You've been diagnosed with late-stage pancreatic cancer. If you refuse treatment, you'll likely only have several weeks left to live—not even a month. Are you sure you wish to proceed without treatment? Does your husband agree to this?"
The doctor asks me over the phone.
"I'm sure… Yes, he agrees to this as well," I reply.
I gaze around the empty room after I end the call, feeling unbearably upset. I used to think the pain was just my recurring gastritis, but it's actually because of a tumor.
Sighing, I turn to gaze at the photo on the desk.
Silas Huntington, who's 18 in the photo, stares right back at me.
Even after all these years, I can still remember the day we took that photo. Snow had dusted our hair white, which made Silas ask whether this counted as us growing old together. 


As he gently tucked her damp hair behind her ear, his hand lingered on her neck, warm and inviting. She leaned back into his touch with a contented sigh."You've been thinking about this, haven't you?" she teased, feeling the undeniable proof against her.He chuckled, his breath hot on her ear. "You have no idea."His fingers brushed lightly over the fabric of her blue bathrobe, eliciting a sharp inhale from her. "Zeidan...""What is it?" His voice was a low rumble, rich with desire.She bit her lip, a coy smile playing on her lips. "Do you always get what you want?""Only when it's you," he murmured, his hand pausing at the rise of her chest.A soft moan escaped her as his touch sent a jolt through her. "Mmh... don't stop."He scooped her into his arms with a grin. "As you wish."On the bed now, she looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with invitation. "Well? Are you just going to stand there?"In response, Zeidan shed his shirt, the black fabric falling away. "Patience," he said, his voice teasing, "isn't always a virtue." 
A detective who receives information from an anonymous informant that something suspicious is going on at WIC Company. The detective goes there to investigate, but when he arrives, he is greeted by horror.
The informant told him something he couldn't understand, but it was about an astral and murders, but what piqued his interest was the word 'dad,' because he hadn't seen his father in how many years, and perhaps he was about to now.
What people know is that the WIC is a medicine company that was built in the core of the wilderness, but it was also an asylum, despite what people thought.
As Gunner made his way inside, he came across unimaginable human beings that a normal person would never believe could exist. He encountered a psychotic professor, an insane nun, a murderer priest, and, finally, the perfect experiment of a wild animal monster created by an evil.
Follow his trip as he searches for and save his twin brother who was waiting for him as he countered attack and survived what was inside waiting for him. 


In the fifth year of his marriage, Samuel Lynch falls head over heels for a college student. That young woman, Natalie Sullivan, comes from a poor family, yet she is aloof and prideful. She rejects the black card Samuel offers her and says, "I don't want to be anyone's sugar baby."Because of her words, Samuel's obsessed with her.He has been trying so hard to win the heart of the college student that everyone knows about it. However, he's forgotten about his wife, Catherine Jackman. Back then, he wrote 99 love letters just to win her heart and marry her. Catherine hasn't caused a scene. She merely burns a letter each time he hurts her because of Natalie. The day when she burns all 99 love letters to ashes will be the day she leaves him.The first letter was burned on their wedding anniversary. He didn't show up but went to the smoothie store where Natalie worked and sat there for a whole day, only to wait until she finished work.The 36th letter was burned after he abandoned Catherine on the highway in the storm when she was running a high fever. Just because he was rushing to be with Natalie, who was afraid of thunder. The 72nd love letter was burned when he replaced their wedding photo in the living room with a doodle drawn by Natalie just to make her happy. 

In this captivating tale, our protagonist, a young man who grew up as an orphan under the loving care of his grandmother, embarks on a remarkable journey. After graduating and entering society, life takes an unexpected turn when his beloved grandmother falls seriously ill. Determined to save her, he makes a life-altering decision to become the son-in-law of a wealthy family.Initially faced with rejection and challenges in his new role, he endures the trials, feeling despondent until a fateful day changes everything. Injected with a mysterious substance by an enigmatic man, he discovers an ancient and long-lost legacy of immortality and cultivation. With newfound powers, he begins a transformative ascent towards greatness.This thrilling story of perseverance, love, and self-discovery unfolds as he delves into the world of cultivation, captivating the hearts of both friends and foes alike. As he reaches the pinnacle of his abilities, he unveils the true potential that was hidden within, becoming a force to be reckoned with.Join our hero on an exhilarating journey as he rises from an ordinary son-in-law to an unparalleled powerhouse, leaving an indelible mark on his destiny and the world around him. "The Ultimate Son-in-Law" is a tale of adventure, growth, and triumph that will keep you eagerly turning the pages until the very end. 
“Keith…” I breathe, rather wickedly as a hint of a smile appears on my lips. “Are you…aroused?” “Would you stop?” he bites out. “I have a beautiful girl in my arms - I can’t help how my body reacts.” “Oh, sure,” I tease. “Stop. Moving.” “You know, I’m surprised you saved me,” I begin, wanting to annoy him even more. “Especially because you think my behavior is so - oh, what was it? Immoral?” “Just because you’re an immoral minx, it doesn’t mean you deserve to be hurt,” he says dryly. A minx, huh? -- I‘m pro anti-matebond. My wolf City, however, allows us to mimic the scent that each individual werewolf prefers. She makes men obsessed with me. They think they’re in love and will do anything I ask of them. I used my charm and saved my bff from her abusive mate, the beta of Lock Heart pack. While his alpha, Keith, a mate bond believer, have my charm disabled… 



Andrew Hernandez, the sole heir of Hernandez Company never imagined he would be marrying a stranger.Nicole, an orphan, who thought she had everything a woman had dreamt of because of her live-in-partner, Ashley. But in just an instant, the love she had for Ashley turned to hatred, after finding out that the man was already married and she became a mistress unknowingly.As she tried to escape from Ashley, she unconsciously got into Andrew’s car. With the desperate situation, the two made a deal.However, when Nicole found the growing life inside her womb, she was unsure who would be the real father. What should she do? 
At 18, to pay for her mother's treatment, Elizabeth Farley sells herself to a man ten years older.Only later does she find out he's the head of Cooper Corporation, a man feared in the business world for his ruthless tactics. But with her… he's impossibly gentle.He spoils her so much, she starts to believe it's love.One night, she casually mentions liking the cake from a dessert shop in the south end of the city. The next day, he buys the entire store—just so they'll make sweets for her and her alone.When she spikes a fever in the middle of the night, he drops out of an international meeting and takes the first flight back. He sits by her bedside, changing cold towels for her again and again.On her 20th birthday, he takes her to see the northern lights. Under the sky painted with dazzling color, he kisses her fingertips and whispers, "Little one, from now on, I'll spend every birthday with you."And she's silly enough to believe him. 


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. 
When her half-sister stole her fiancé, scarred her face, and threw her from a skyscraper, Amelia thought it was the end—until fate gave her a second chance.Reborn with bitter clarity, she vowed not to repeat the same mistakes. In her past life, she had been kind to a fault; now, she would wear a mask of innocence to outmaneuver every snake in the grass.One by one, she tore down their schemes—leaving her treacherous sister begging, her stepmother pleading, her worthless father groveling, and her ex-fiancé crawling back.Her response was a cold smirk and two words: “Get lost.”But the one thing she never anticipated was crossing paths with Damien Taylor—the most powerful and untouchable man in the capital—on the very first day of her new life.They said he was ruthless, ice-cold, immune to any woman’s charm. Amelia believed it… until she learned the truth: the man was dangerously cunning.“Miss Johnson, I saved you. How about dinner?”“Miss Johnson, I helped you. Don’t you owe me a favor?”Backed against the wall, Amelia felt his low voice vibrate through her:“You owe me too much, Amelia. It’s time to pay up—starting with you.”Only much later would she realize… she’d been owing him all along. 

After mating to the prince, I was brutally killed by my jealous friend during pregnancy!Luckily I was reborn and the ugly scars on my face were gone. My husband, who never cared about me, suddenly came to my door. How dare he let my son call him Daddy?——“Wake up,” I willed myself desperately, to my sunken and sallow body. “You can’t die. If you die, the baby will die.” Moon Goddess, are you here to answer my prayers?Yes, child. But there is a reason I am here to grant you life again; your bloodline is too significant and rare to expunge.This is why you paired Prince Aldrich and I, I muttered, realization surfacing. You are just as important as him, even more so. My body thirsted for water, for food and a bath and sunlight. But mostly, it thirsted for revenge at that moment. I must return, was all I said. 



Her stepsister and bestie set her up, and she lost her virginity to a mysterious man.Five years later, she returned to the US with her child. A noble man came to her and promised to pay her back."Marry me and I'll raise your son."As a rich, sassy single mother, she didn't want to get married at all.The man, however, was attracted by her little boy. He approached the boy and tried to coax the boy into helping him."Elvis Parker, stay away from my son," she snapped.With the boy in his arms, the man said gently, "Hey, buddy, do you want a daddy? I'm super rich." 

I just experienced the most unforgettable Christmas night of my life.
I had planned a pajama-themed Christmas party with my best friend, Lia Wright, and I purposely changed into my black, lacey night gown, took a sexy photo of myself in it, and sent it to her.
"Daddy, wanna open your Christmas present tonight?" I said in a text message to tease her.
Exactly three minutes later, she replied, "Are you sure you want to play this game?"
I chuckled at how serious she was, then typed my provocative reply. "Just say it if you're too scared to come over."
Now, 20 minutes later, the door to my room is suddenly thrown open with a loud bang.
Liam Blake, my childhood friend who had been giving me the cold shoulder for the past half year, shows up at the door, his eyes rimmed red and with a light dusting of snow on his clothes. He pushes me onto the bed and kisses me fiercely and fervently.
"What did you just call me earlier?" Liam gasps, backing away slightly so his hot breath fans across my lips. His voice is low and hoarse, and I have never heard him speak like that before. "Call me that again."
I shiver hard and quickly sober up before grabbing my phone that was still lit up.
I had thought that I'd been chatting with Lia the entire time. But now, I suddenly realize that the name on top of the chat window had been "Liam" the entire time. 
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? 

On Sierra Shaw's 25th birthday, her boyfriend, Benson Gray, puts an engagement ring on another woman's finger. He tells Sierra to be more magnanimous and transforms her birthday party into a party for the woman in his arms.
Fine, then. He can go to her, too.
Sierra demands a breakup, but Benson is unfazed. He makes a bet with his friends—he says Sierra will come groveling at his feet in less than three days…
However, the next time he sees her, her arm is in his uncle's. She throws a marriage certificate in his face and says, "I'm your aunt now, nephew dearest. Don't forget to address me properly!" 