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Mate Of The Dark Lord

Warning : Mature Content >>>>> EXCERPT Out of all the times she had cared for him, this moment felt like the most powerful. His feelings for her were wild and untamed, impossible to control. For so long, he believed that the day she learned the truth about him would be their last together. But never, even in his most beautiful dreams had he imagined it would happen like this. “It must’ve hurt… waiting for someone you thought didn’t exist. Being so alone, for so long,” she whispered, her voice trembling as her eyes filled with tears. Those big, innocent eyes always left him breathless. He gently cupped her face in his rough hands and spoke in a low, husky voice, “If every lonely night led me to you, then I swear on Goddess Agnes, I’d live them all again.” Then he kissed her, deep and desperate like he needed to memorize the taste of her before it slipped away. Her lips were like a forbidden fruit, soft and sweet, coming willingly into his arms to be loved, worshipped… and ruined. And as their eyes met, he knew in that quiet moment, he was hers now, caught forever in the spell of her innocent temptation. English is not my first language, so please expect some grammatical errors and feel free to correct me . The picture in cover is not mine. Credits to the real owner. The story is written by me. Word limit : 1k-2k per chapter THE CHARACTERS IN THIS NOVEL ARE COMPLETELY BASED ON MY IMAGINATION AND HAVE NO RELATION TO THE REALITY.
Agapi_Filos · 851 Views

Substitute Wife For The Blind CEO

On the day of her wedding, Ivy Quinn vanishes, leaving behind only a note: "I’m sorry, I can't marry a blind man." To protect her son from heartbreak, Elizabeth Winters strikes a desperate deal—Ruby, Ivy’s identical twin, must take her sister’s place at the altar. Trapped by duty and family pressure, Ruby agrees, believing it will only last until Stefan’s eyesight is restored. But from the moment they marry, Stefan senses something is different about his "wife." The woman beside him is nothing like the shallow fiancée he once knew. She’s sharp, resilient, and understands his business in a way Ivy never did. Against all odds, he falls harder than ever for this new version of her. And Ruby? She never expected to fall in love with a man who was never meant to be hers. But just when she finds the courage to tell him the truth, Ivy returns, ready to reclaim the life she abandoned. When Stefan finally opens his eyes, will he see the woman who truly stood by him—or will he be too blind to recognize real love? ****Excerpt**** “By the way, did Ruby come to the wedding?” he asked, catching her off guard since she hadn't expected him to ask her that all of a sudden. Was he already suspecting that it was her and not Ivy? Ruby’s fingers froze on the door handle for just a fraction of a second. It was enough to set off alarms in Stefan's head. “I—uh…” She hesitated, but only briefly. “No. She had work. She couldn’t make it.” Was he suspecting a switch already? What must have set off the alarm in his head? Stefan hummed, tilting his head slightly. “Oh, I see. How is she, then? I hope she's coming to visit one of these days?” Her fingers tightened on the handle, though her voice remained steady. “Yeah. She would, the moment she is chanced and can come.” A slow smirk tugged at the corner of Stefan’s lips, though he kept his expression neutral. Interesting. Very interesting. His wife had just lied to him and he didn't know why. Even though he was blind, he'd find out why soon enough.
BabyAngel2 · 211.8k Views

THE LAST PERSON I'D EVER LOVE

**A fiery, high-stakes rom-com thriller where fake dating turns deadly—and the man who broke her heart might be the only one who can save it.** Lila Bennett lives by three rules: 1. **Never** let the bride see you cry. 2. **Never** trust a Hart. 3. **Especially never** trust Oliver Hart—the infuriatingly gorgeous best man who ghosted her after one electric date three years ago. But when Lila’s best friend’s wedding implodes mid-ceremony (thanks to the groom’s cheating scandal and a *mysterious* fire alarm), she’s forced into an unholy alliance with Oliver to salvage the disaster. Their plan? **Fake a whirlwind romance** to convince the bride that love still exists… so she’ll sign the prenup and walk down the aisle. **Too bad Oliver’s touch still burns hotter than betrayal.** As their pretend passion reignites real sparks, a leaked photo from their past exposes a night neither fully remembers—**a night involving gunfire, blood, and a scar they both share**. Now, Oliver’s ex is blackmailing them, the bride is waving a revolver, and someone’s willing to kill to keep Miami’s secrets buried. **With every kiss, the lies unravel. With every flashback, the danger grows.** *THE LAST PERSON I'D EVER LOVE* is a **sizzling, twist-packed blend of *The Hating Game* and *Gone Girl***, where the only thing sharper than Oliver’s smirk is the bullet with Lila’s name on it. **Perfect for fans of:** ✔ Banter so sharp it draws blood. ✔ Fake dating with *literal* life-or-death stakes. ✔ Mysteries that unravel with every steamy flashback. ✔ A hero who’s either her soulmate… or her downfall. **Because the real question isn’t *will they or won’t they*—it’s *can they survive each other?*** --- ** TONE:** *Fast-paced, addictive, and dripping with tension—equal parts heart-stopping romance and gasp-worthy suspense.* ** HOOK:** *What if your greatest love was also your greatest threat?*
VixenandQuill · 5.8k Views

[BL] Obsessed with My Father's Best Friend

I grew up watching Thaddeus Grey, my father’s best friend. Powerful, wealthy, composed, and intimidatingly handsome. Nineteen years older than me and completely off limits. But the more untouchable he was, the more I wanted him. My father trusted him blindly. The world admired him. But I only saw the man who gave me advice when I needed it and quietly slipped into my fantasies. So when I got into university, I didn’t leave anything to chance. I chose a school just minutes from his new mansion in the city. I knew exactly what I was doing. I didn’t ask my father directly. I played the innocent card. The soft, unsure boy who didn’t want to live alone. Just like I hoped, my father called Thaddeus and begged him to let me stay under his roof. Of course, Thaddeus said yes. He still looked at me like I was just a boy. But I had already stepped into his house with one goal in mind. To make him see me differently. To make him want me. I was not some reckless teenager with a crush. I knew what I wanted. And I was ready to take it. Even if I had to break every rule to get him. Warning This story contains explicit scenes, adult language, and mature themes meant for readers aged 18+ and above. It explores forbidden love, age gap romance, emotional obsession, and power dynamics. Reader discretion is strongly advised If you're looking for a steamy, intense, and emotionally charged journey, you're in the right place. But if you are uncomfortable with erotic content or morally gray relationships, please proceed with caution.
GoldWinwar · 24.6k Views

Song of the Gardener of Souls [BL]

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"
LivChanin · 1.1m Views