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Wish thought that if she ever got a second chance at life, she would at least wake up in a better story. A spoiled princess. A doomed villainess on the path to redemption. A heroine adored by powerful husbands. Anything would have been fine. That's how stories were supposed to work. Instead, fate—and whatever twisted cosmic editor writes destinies—casts her in the one role she should never have been reborn into: the fat, ugly, unwanted maiden chosen for sacrifice. She awakens in a body mocked by her tribe, pitied by her parents, and avoided by every man. In a world where beast forms define worth, hers is a joke—a puff-fluff fox, a useless cotton cloud that couldn't frighten a butterfly. Worse still, she is the doomed extra whose sole purpose was to die during the Mating Moon Ritual—her death the trigger that allowed the real female lead, a beautiful, weak princess, to earn the devotion of the four almighty beast deities. The Wind Deity—hot-headed, wild, and dangerously unpredictable. The Solar Deity—arrogant, playful, and impossibly radiant. The Sky Deity—silent, calm, and shrouded in mystery. The Night Deity—cold, calculating, and merciless. Except Wish doesn't die. And her survival breaks everything. The plot stutters. Events twist. Characters act wrong. The world itself seems to notice her refusal to disappear—and begins trying to correct the mistake. Now hunted by fate and trapped in a society where beauty is worshipped, mating marks define destiny, and the weak are meant to be sacrificed, Wish is given one impossible condition for survival: She must derail the story completely. The only way to do that is to draw the attention of the four beings the world revolves around—creatures meant to be untouchable, distant, and divine. One is bound to her by a ritual that should have killed her. One meets her with hostility instead of fate. One sees her existence as a threat that must be erased. One should be incapable of feeling anything at all. They were never meant to notice her. The story was never meant to let her live. So how is she supposed to survive a world that measures worth by beauty and power, when she is fat, unwanted, powerless—and armed with nothing but a useless fluffy fox? Can she break the story that wants her dead? Or will she die exactly as the plot demands?

She has always knew he wasn't a customer. Quiet. Mysterious. Observant. Working shift at her uncle's coffee shop as a debt. Never expecting danger to work in wearing come eyes. But James is in there by coincidence. He is an undercover working for a secret agency . Fell in love with him. When enemies discovered that she matters to him, she became leverage in a deadly mission containing a stolen secret code in a locket. Forced nto his dangerous world, his past . He must choose between love safety or mission why risking everything to protect her.

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ ONLY. Contains explicit smut, omegaverse, knotting, and mpreg.] "Fuck, still so tight." That's the first thing I hear after dying. Not a heavenly choir, not a wise guide explaining the mechanics of reincarnation, just a voice like dark honey and broken glass, breath scorching hot against my neck, and a body that absolutely isn't mine rolling its hips back like it has no objections whatsoever to what's happening to it. I have objections, so many objections. My body has apparently decided to hold a separate meeting without me. I was twenty-eight, overworked to the point of literal death, and had never so much as kissed anyone seriously. None of that seems to matter to the omega body I've just woken up in.. currently making desperate, broken sounds into expensive silk sheets, trembling around a knot that shouldn't feel this good, this full, this.. right, while my actual mind is still standing in the corner going what the fuck, WHAT THE FUCK??? By the time I finally see his face, it's far too late for dignity. Gray eyes cold as a winter storm, features sharp enough to cut, the kind of beautiful that doesn't ask permission before it ruins you. It gets so much worse when I learn his name. Wuchen Bael, my sister's fiance, the man who looked me dead in the eye afterward and said, without blinking.. "Round two?" And I haven't even gotten to the part where I find out I'm pregnant.

“No one looks at you. No one touches you. You’re a Whitehall now. And you’re mine.” Roman’s voice was a low, dangerous growl against my neck. I tilted my chin, meeting the predator in his eyes with my own cold fire. “I belong to no one, Roman. Certainly not a beast in a jersey. If you want to claim me, you’ll have to do better than your father’s signature on a contract.” I spun my wheelchair to leave. He was faster. His hand locked around my waist, dragging me back as his palm slammed against the wall beside my head. “Don’t you fucking dare me, Estelle.” — Estelle Rutledge was the Ice Queen of the Rutledge sports dynasty: national treasure, global brand, and the financial backbone of her family’s empire. Until one catastrophic crack on the ice shattered her career… and left her in a wheelchair. In the elite world of the one percent, a broken asset becomes a liability. With the Rutledge legacy collapsing under a mountain of debt, Estelle’s own mother did the unthinkable. She sold her daughter to the highest bidder, trading Estelle’s freedom for a check from Magnus Whitehall, the ruthless billionaire owner of a professional hockey empire. But Magnus didn’t buy Estelle for himself. He bought her to be his son’s leash. Roman Whitehall is the NHL’s most dangerous beast. A volatile heir with a scandal-soaked reputation and a temper that threatens the family’s billions. To the league’s board, he’s a loose cannon. To his father, he’s a problem that needs a wife to clean up his image. The command was simple: “Be the one thing he can’t avoid… or lose your legs.” Now Estelle is legally bound to a man who sees their marriage as a cage, and her as the bars holding him in. Roman believes she’s a fragile burden. Estelle thinks he’s a monster fueled by rage and secrets. But inside the Whitehall mansion, built on power, money, and lies, Estelle discovers a terrifying truth: she is not the first “Ice Queen” Magnus Whitehall has broken. Trapped in dynasty politics and a contract signed in blood, Estelle faces an impossible choice. Will she let the Whitehalls destroy what’s left of her… or join forces with the beast she hates most and burn their empire to the ground? Because even though she hates it, Roman Whitehall may be the only man who can help her stand again. Even if he has to break her first.

{This book contains detailed/explicit sexual content.} Eva Kane lived her life as she liked, like a free spirit full of energy. She was the only child of her father, so he spoiled her like a princess. But one day her world turned upside down. Eva was chilling at home when she suddenly heard the news on TV. It was about her father, he had jumped from the rooftop of his company building. Eva was shocked. Everything felt unreal to her. She could not accept it. She kept calling her father's phone nonstop in the hope that he would pick up, but he never did. Then the doorbell rang. Eva ran toward the door without checking who was on the other side. She opened it, hoping to find her father. But instead, several men stood there. Before she could react, they knocked her out. The next moment, when she opened her eyes, she found herself in a bedroom, lying on a huge bed. The person sitting beside the bed on a chair was Daniel Volkov. He was Eva's childhood friend, not close, but she had known him for a long time. She just hadn't seen him for a few years. And here he was, making her his as repayment for the debt her father had taken from him. What will Eva do now? She cannot run from him. She doesn't have money to repay the debt since her father's company got bankrupt, and Eva just found out that Daniel is the boss of a huge mafia group, one feared across the whole country.

Updates: Mon, Wed, Fri 7AM GMT --------------------------- Oh no! The demon king, Talo, has lost his fight with the summoned hero! What to do?! Yuliain, the Incubus King and Sinister Sin of Lust, is the only one who can save him by traveling to different worlds, saving the "Tragic Target" by changing their fate and collecting soul scraps that will aid in making his Lord stronger! At least that is what his system, DK01, told him as he died. However, something strange is happening! Each soul scrap he collects from the "tragic target" seems to affect how he thinks about love. Love to an incubus is practically nonexistent, so how come Yu's heart seems to beat faster and his face gets redder with each "tragic target" he helps? From a domineering CEO to a Yandere ex-boyfriend, to even a zombie king, Yu will help them all if it means it will save his Lord!! Giving birth to their kids??? Of course, he would do that! As an Incubus King, it's only natural he would want to birth the children of a handsome and powerful being! See how a slutty incubus hops to different worlds and learns to love while giving birth! The ML is hot and sometimes a green flag-ish and the sex scenes will be interesting!!

England’s court is a hunting ground, and King Henry has set his sights on the Boleyns. But when Lorenzo enters the equation, whispers of war begin to stir. Just remember, Love is never easy. Sometimes you must be selfish to get what you want...hell with the consequences. Love intentionally. Love selfishly. Take all you can, and die with a smile.

[Task: Give the dragon king a satisfactory blow job] [Reward: +5 points will be added to your reputation meter] ***** On a cold winter night, Yoon Su-ah was betrayed by the one man who was supposed to protect her. He left her bleeding in his old rickety apartment and as the cold seeped deeper into her skin, Su-ah realized she would not survive the night. She didn’t scream. She didn’t call for help. She didn’t try to save herself. Why? Because at this point, death felt better than living would ever be. And perhaps because, when she closed her eyes, she believed she would finally get to see that one a supreme being—one who would judge her gently. After all, she had always been good. Surely, heaven would open its gates for someone like her. Wrong! When she opened her eyes again, she wasn't in heaven or hell. She was inside a game world and reborn as a lower rank consort of the Dragon King. Seraphina Ravelle, a murderer. The game ended with the original consort being publicly charged with murder for killing the Dragon King's beloved younger brother. Executed. Hated by all and even forgotten by her own family. Now she currently resides in the body of Seraphina. Before she even gets to complain about this, a green system window hovers in front of her eyes: [Affection Meter: -0.10%] [Survival Condition: Raise the Dragon King's Affection] or get him to love you. [Warning: If the affection meter reaches 0%— Game over!] This wasn't what su-ah signed up for and to hell with the absurd rules. When the Dragon King feels anger towards her, a part of her body turns transparent. When he looks at her with immense hatred, she coughs up blood. When his affection meter drops, the sound of sirens echo in her head. To survive, she must win the love of the man who believes she murdered his brother. But the Dragon King is not one to merely grieve, he vows to make her pay. He is cold, wrathful, unmerciful and utterly UNFORGIVING. A life was taken for him and a life shall be returned to him. But yet, some things don't add up. The memories of Seraphina don't match the accusations. And the more she tries to survive, the more she asks herself this one question— How could the original consort who was weak and sickly murder a fully healthy person? Or was she being framed? Now, trapped between love and death, she must uncover the truth before her body fades out of existence completely. Because in this world... seducing the dragon king is her only goal!!

Legend of Leviticus In a world where memory cuts deeper than the present, Legend of Leviticus traces the haunted steps of a man entangled in the echoes of his past. Bound to the House of Fellowship, Leviticus is a devoted figure in the faith of Serenism but devotion has never shielded him from the ghosts that follow. Through shifting relationships, a hunger for power, and the quiet ache of unresolved wounds, he tells his story—not to be redeemed, but to be understood

[Warning: R18+] When Hate turns into Love... and Vengeance turns into Passion... Will he choose to start over with her? ======= Phantomflake's soul got separated from her body after committing suicide in front of her enemy, Nathan Sparks, the Supreme Leader of Syphiruz Mafia. She woke up only to find out that her body (which was in a coma state) was being held captive by Nathan 'the Devil!', who was trying to prolong her life. And what was his motive? To kill her by his own hand and torture her to death! Nathan has a deep resentment against Phantomflake as she was the one who assassinated the most precious person in his life. He wanted revenge! And things just got more exciting when a magical creature appeared in front of Phantom's soul, giving her a ridiculous mission in exchange of regaining her body back. "Make him fall in love with you within 100 days!" The flying creature said, pointing his small paws at Nathan who expressionlessly stood next to her sickbed. With her eyes going round, Phantomflake made an 'you-got-to-be-kidding-me' face at the flying creature. No way! That's a mission impossible! This guy loathed her so much. How would she do that??! ****** Excerpt: Nathan grabbed her by her neck. "Don't play tricks with me, Phantomflake." Nathan's cold voice reverberated inside the room, his eyes burning with rage. But Phantomflake just smirked at him, pressing her hands against his chest, her fingers teasing him. "You can't kill me, Nate. Just admit it. You've already fallen for me." With one swift move, Phantomflake pulled his shirt, closing their gaps as she crushed her lips against his lips. Surprisingly, Nathan just found himself responding to her. He lost! He couldn't resist her. ===== I owned the Book Cover (=";"=) Artist: Bea Cortez Join Author's server to get updates and announcements about the book. Discord link: https://discord.gg/WymeFaeQe

Jane Williams, a 22-year-old London literature student, catches the eye of Dimitri Volkov — a ruthless Russian-Italian mafia boss — at a charity gala. Days later, she's drugged and wakes up in his remote Russian estate, thousands of miles from home. With no escape and no choice, Jane navigates captivity with sharp wit and quiet defiance, slowly uncovering the dangerous world Dimitri inhabits — and the complicated man beneath the armour. As enemies close in, loyalties fracture, and the distance between them shrinks, Jane must decide what she's willing to risk for something that was never supposed to happen.

╭──────༺♡༻──────╮ In a city ruled by mafia bloodlines and vampire supremacy, survival is not a right—it’s a privilege that has to be earned. Adrian appears to be just a delivery worker trying to keep his mother alive in a world that devours the poor. But because of his bloodline he knows which streets to avoid, which eyes not to meet, and how to stay invisible. He’s learned that discipline keeps you alive longer than courage ever will. But one wrong hallway changes everything. After witnessing a murder meant to erase a past that refuses to stay buried, Adrian finds himself trapped under the control of Lucian Black—a young, untouchable vampire mafia boss whose power bends technology, territory, and lives with effortless precision. Adrian is not killed. He is kept. What begins as containment turns into something far more dangerous as Adrian proves impossible to break, impossible to discard, and increasingly impossible to ignore. Lucian remains cold, distant, unreachable—yet the longer Adrian exists within his world, the more fragile that distance becomes. In a society where vampires determine rank, loyalty is always bought with blood, and obsession is the deadliest currency of all, being wanted can be worse than being hunted. And some bonds, once formed, were never meant to be escaped. ╰──────༺♡༻──────╯ https://discord.gg/F5N7Ut45X. My book's discord server. Hi guys! it’s me again! This is my Cupid’s Quill entry. I don’t plan to pause my WSA book but I’d appreciate if you guys can support this one first for the next one and half month, please support me. I really want this as a career also I’m very much open to suggestions and corrections. Thanks for your love

When Allegra Di Sante’s father is murdered, she inherits the throne of the most dangerous crime family in Las Vegas. Power comes easily to her. Trust does not. Especially not with Aiden Kane — the quiet, lethal bodyguard who seems to know too much about her world. As enemies close in and betrayal spreads through her own family, Allegra and Aiden are forced into a dangerous alliance. But Aiden is hiding a secret that could destroy everything between them. Because he didn’t come to protect the queen of Vegas. He came to bring her empire down.

Survival in a mafia romance game requires seduction, betrayal, and choosing the right mob boss. But thriller writer Tisha is armed with something far more dangerous: basic common sense. When a glitching, aggressively romantic otome game starts invading her actual life, Tisha must survive forced proximity tropes, sniper crosshairs, and four highly lethal suitors—all while protecting her utility bill, her unbranded coffee, and her deeply judgmental tuxedo cat. It’s a battle of mafia romance tropes versus the laws of physics, and Tisha is bringing a heavily dented throwing knife to the gunfight. [50 Chapters. Publishes Daily.]

Celeste had never felt loved. Living under the Dyers' roof, she had always been reminded of how unwanted she was. A charity case. A guest who had overstayed her welcome. There was nothing new about it-even she knew that. She had learned to make herself small. So when Marianne suddenly began treating her with warmth and affection, Celeste knew something had changed. She was no longer invincible. She didn't have to shrink herself. Didn't have to walk on eggshells. Her long-time wish finally came true, to be loved again by the people she called family. But it all came with a price. A price Celeste found absurd. There had always been a reason behind her aunt's kindness, and this time was no different. All Celeste had to do was marry a billionaire who had asked for her hand. It was fishy. Everything about it felt laughable. Celeste knew she wasn't worth marrying a billionaire. If anyone was, it was Lydia, Marianne's daughter. She was the obvious choice. But the mysterious billionaire had asked for Celeste specifically. And she wasn't given a choice. The moment she wrote her name on the marriage certificate, her life took a sudden turn. She woke up to the truth that she had been sold off to the Blackwells, the richest family in the world. But that wasn't the dreadful part. Celeste hadn't been sold to just anyone, she had been sold to Aiden Blackwell. And Aiden Blackwell was a madman. The mad heir of Richard Blackwell. ——————— "N-no please, please sir. T-this is w-wrong.." Aiden's fingers slowed down, but didn't stop it's slow stride, his brows furrowed as he stared at his wife. Her lips trembled but no more words came out. She still looked scared, but a little panicked now. "Is it wrong to touch my wife?" He asked, his fingers moving traitorously slow. Color painted Celeste's cheeks at his words. Was there a word to describe the feeling in between fear, panic and embarrassment? Celeste felt all three. Though he wasn't running wild now, she could see why he was referred to as the mad heir. Who touches a stranger like that just because she was called his wife? Aiden suddenly stopped, causing Celeste to tense up. Her eyes slowly found his face in the dark room, the little spill of light coming from somewhere in the room giving away his change in expression. His brows were drawn together at first, then a smirk crept up his lips. Celeste watched as his eyes moved from her robe to her face, with his smirk growing darker. "Are you naked wife?" He asked the known, an evil glint in his eyes that set off alarms in Celeste's head. He'd found out she wasn't wearing anything under the robe, a normal person would let her go right? Hopefully he was normal to that extent. Aiden's smirk deepened as he continued. "And you're not here to seduce me?" He asked accusingly. Celeste's eyes widen, her lips parting wordlessly as she took in the accusation, feeling his fingers continue its slow trail. "You're in my bed, wearing nothing under your robe, isn't that seduction little lamb?" He asked, his voice low. "N-no b-but I-I.." Without warning he leaned in, so close Celeste could feel his breath brushing her face. "Shh, let me touch what's mine, wife."

Within five minutes of the first time I met Chase Dubois, he fingered me in my Father's receiving room. My mother was five steps away. He shoved a nearby door open and pulled us inside. “Chase Dubois. Are you trying to take advantage of an innocent girl like me?” His amused eyes found mine. “Yes. I very much plan to, little princess.” He was gone as quickly as he came, leaving me disheveled and furious. Only later, when I saw him sitting calmly in his wheelchair, his eyes tired and cold, did I realize the terrifying truth: This is just a game to him! **** Alpha Chase, the rightful Lycan heir, is bound to a wheelchair and a political marriage. Tilly, a dragon princess, is forced to become his bride to save her dwindling kingdom. But the brutal, passionate alpha who visits her at night bears little resemblance to the quiet prince in the wheelchair during the day. As a coup brews and secrets ignite, Tilly must uncover which version of Chase Dubois is real—and which one is using her as a pawn in a deadly game for power.

A gullible innocent boyfriend Josh.. A hot and exploring girlfriend Sophie.. She decides to make choices at a football dinner party, where Josh invites his friends.. This is the story about Sophie's Choices and their consequences.. Find me on Instagram - @sanjana_sripada23

[ COMPLETED!!! ] ***BUT I'M TAKING A BREAK AND THE NOVEL WILL BE UNDER EDIT . That's why it won't be marked as complete*** Violet Velmont. A girl raised to be a princess is given away by her father to be bred by 5 lustful princes. Violet is determined to change the brothers, and refuses to back down. But the brothers have a long way to go. They're cruel and cold. With each brother having their own very distinct personalities, poor Violet will have her work cut out for her. With countless trials, they will all be tested. The worst part, just as things start getting good for her, her world crashes again and when a problem with wolf shifters arise, and it will cost her the person she loves most. Violet's whole world hangs in the balance. Can love save her? Can love conquer the princes? Or will loss break her? EX: He uses his body to push her towards the water and he rubs her again he presses the front half She was so surprised by how good this felt. How badly she wanted him to bite her. And just as she finished that thought he stuck his hands between her legs again, and then he bit her on the opposite side of Oliver's bite. The bite burned her core undoing her as he played with her clit with his fingers and then sliding them inside her. Holding her body hostage with his fangs and fingers she completely submitted to his whims. He could have whatever he wanted in that moment and she wouldn't complain a bit. Pulling his fingers out of her and sucking her juices off them he says "You really are the best thing I've ever tasted. And now I know why my brothers are struggling not to fuck you and are fighting over you. I don’t think we can wait until the full moon to start breaking you in." The Sequel/Spin Off is out now! "I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha".

Kayla never planned to fall for him. Not for his voice, not for his touch… and definitely not for the way he made her feel things she couldn’t control. He was distant. Unpredictable. Dangerous in a way that made her crave him even more. Every glance, every brush of his fingers, pulled her deeper into a world she shouldn’t belong to. She knew he wasn’t good for her. She knew he would break her. But every time he touched her, every time he whispered just the right words, she forgot all warnings. Now Kayla is trapped—between desire and danger, love and obsession, pleasure and pain. And the worst part? She knows she’s addicted to him… and she isn’t the only one.