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[MATURE BL OMEGAVERSE] Griffin Mafia, the strongest group among the other mafias in Dormania. A country famous for having 60% of its population belonging to the mafia. Their leader is known to be quite mysterious and intelligent, Alastair Vale. Not many people have ever seen the dominant Alpha. But they are certain that he is a terrified cold hearted man who will get whatever he wants. At the same time, Alastair finds himself drawn to an Omega he often sees standing near a bus stop not far from a university, Noel Ashford. The only Omega who doesn't seem afraid of him at all and instead appears bold enough to answer his every word. "You think I'm weak just because I'm an Omega? Let me tell you something, Mr. Vale..." "Feisty Omega." 'Fuck, he turns me on.' A smirk appeared on the Alpha's face every time the Omega defied his words. Although love eventually blossomed between the Alpha and the Omega, reality would never allow them to live peacefully behind the gunfire. "I won't let you see Vale again! You will never be allowed to leave this mansion for any reason, let alone to see him. Not now and not ever!" "He's not as bad as you think! He's just—" Regis, Noel's older brother, glared at him with a sharp gaze and a face flushed with anger. "ALASTAIR IS A MURDERER!"

Jayce’s bedroom door was slightly ajar. Just enough to wreck my world. I opened it, and time shattered into a thousand brittle shards, each one sharper than the next. There, nestled between the sheets we’d shared chaste kisses between us on during movie nights, lay Jayce. My Jayce. His perfectly sculpted back muscles flexing, his hands gripping... "Oh, God Jayce please right there don't stop—" The voice sent bile up my throat. Scarlett. My stepsister Scarlett, her long auburn hair spread across Jayce’s pillows, and her nails perfectly manicured, raked down his back as he pounded against her in a way I’d never seen him show me. Her legs were slicked around his waist, and the little designer dress she’d shared at breakfast this morning was lying on the bedroom floor with his clothes. "Feels so much better than her." Jayce groaned, sounding as if he had a mouthful of pleasure. "Brook's so... So boring. But you, Scarlett … damn, you’re amazing.” And the words hit me like blows.

release rate : 4 guaranteed chapter daily upload Support goals: 90 power stone in a week = +1 bonus chapter on Sunday. 10 golden ticket in a week = +3 bonus chapter on Saturday Warning - Dark romance. Age-gap romance. Werewolf bond. Emotional obsession. 18+ Elara Romano’s world crumbles the day her father dies, leaving behind one final wish: she must live under the protection of his oldest friend—Alessandro De Luca, the ruthless Alpha of Regina’s most powerful werewolf pack. Thirty-eight, cold, and untouchable, Alessandro had long promised her father he would protect Elara… but never imagined the pull of a bond he could not resist. In the shadows of the grand De Luca estate, rules are set, boundaries tested, and a mate bond awakens—one that neither Elara nor Alessandro can ignore. As whispers of danger, betrayal, and jealous rivals stir through the city, every stolen glance, every denied touch, and every secret shared brings them closer… and further into darkness. Between promises kept and desires forbidden, Alessandro and Elara must navigate a world where love is a curse, protection is a chain, and claiming what is theirs could destroy them both.

I'm Julie Michael, I'm 18 I went with my father to a luxurious restaurant in New York, but I never left with him. On a lower floor of a world that doesn’t exist on any map, I discovered the truth: I wasn’t abandoned by accident. I was sold to Robert Cross, a billionaire who buys people for the joy of breaking them. But I refuse to break under his hands. In Robert Cross’s world, everything has a price tag. I was his most expensive purchase, and I intend to be his most dangerous mistake. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - "You bought my body, but you will not buy my submission," Julie spat. Robert leaned in, his voice a dark hiss: "Commodities don't need to like their masters, Julie... It’s enough that I took a liking to you and bought you, sweetheart." ______________ Julie stomped the floor with her foot, and agitation was clear in the tone of her voice, which rose slightly as she pointed at my face: "You ran your thumb over your lip! You're hinting to me... hinting that I kissed you!" My composure didn't budge; instead, I tilted my head to the side and looked at her with a gaze shrouded in mischief, then said with utter simplicity: "And what is the problem with that? It was just a kiss." -------------------- She waved her hand with bitter irony: "Are you the one who's going to protect me from him?" I nodded, confirming: "Yes." A low growl escaped her, and she said: "You are worse than him." Then I asked her in a confident tone that made her cheeks burn: "Then why were you burying your face in my chest, with your fingers digging into my shirt?" Adult content only Dark Romance Twisted

This is a story of light and darkness, sun and moon. They say true love never fades... but sometimes it is the person you love who fades away. Sometimes love endures, but at the cost of your life. Tales of true love do not always have happy endings. You will find stories steeped in trauma, sadness, and torture-all in the name of "true love." And after enduring all that pain, the heavens still could not bless it. They separated the lovers. Why such cruelty? Perhaps their love, purer than heaven itself, was something the gods could not bear. So, they killed the light. And without it, the darkness lost all purpose. In his despair, the darkness spread further than ever before. Enraged, he was ready to tear the sky apart, but his powers were sealed. So, he took his own life to join his light. This final act was a sin against the gods, leaving a terrible curse upon the world. This is where our tale begins. But what if fate offered another chance? What if the Gods themselves granted a new life? Born again in the same bodies, with the same names, but in another universe... He is still the darkness, the cursed child who inherited its power. She is still the beauty,a fragile, delicate angel who shines as the light, yet holds no power. Will history repeat itself? Or will their story be written differently this time? Welcome to His Curse, My Ruin, featuring Rosella Maren and Lucien Draeger. This is a complex fantasy woven with dark romance. Please note this is an ongoing work, and I am continually editing and polishing chapters with the aid of proofreading tools. For the most refined experience, you may wish to read once it bears the "Complete" badge. I write with my heart and edit with love. As English is not my first language, I welcome your kind support and genuine feedback in the comments-it is my most valuable resource. Thank you for giving my first work a chance.

This is a translation of the German original version. Arriving on Earth, Saturn Princess Evlina and her delegation meet Prince Kashion – dutiful, charming, and just a little distant. But the free-spirited servant Prior brings fresh energy to the palace and throws Kashion off balance. Between diplomatic talks, courtly splendor, and intense Cheqi matches, friendships, tiny jealousies, and first tender feelings emerge. Every move on the Cheqi board could decide more than expected – hearts, trust, and perhaps even the future of two worlds.

[WARNING! MATURE CONTENT] "Act like I'm the only one, Yuki." Trapped within the walls of a brothel that sells both her bodies and dreams, Yuki clings to a hope that one day, someone will take her away from that place. So when Ivanovich—a dangerous man more accustomed to killing someone than showing tenderness—begins to hire her privately, Yuki thought there was still hope for her to escape from that hellhole. Despite the danger of loving someone as important as Ivanovich, Yuki couldn't help but get drawn deeper into his life.

After getting divorced from her husband, the man her family sold her off to, Roseanne found out that she was pregnant. The worst part? The child wasn’t his. The night she caught her husband cheating on her with her sister, on the very bed that was supposed to be theirs, her heart shattered into pieces and she ran out crying like an idiot. Roseanne ended up in a hotel bar she had never been to before. And that was where she met Czar Nikolai Romano. He was… devastatingly handsome, dangerously composed, and the kind of man women whispered about in daydreams and warnings alike. There were plenty of red flags screaming at her that he was someone she shouldn’t get involved with. But fueled by heartbreak and betrayal, she bravely took the drink he offered. Now, four years later, a tiny carbon copy of the man she spent one reckless night with ran around her house clutching toy cars in his little hands. Roseanne thought her life had ended the moment she found out she was pregnant, but it turns out, Kaden became the only joy she lives to protect. She must protect her son. From Czar, who was obsessed with making them his. From Galen, the ex-husband who apparently wanted her back. And from the dangers of a world she never knew existed. Or maybe, she was already part of it all along. — “Mister, don’t flirt with Mommy!” Czar froze. “I don’t want a baby brother!” Roseanne flushed bright red. “Kaden!” — [WARNING: MATURE CONTENT (18+)]

To the cultivation world, lin yue was the Peerless Sect Leader—until she abandoned her sect and her favorite disciple without a word. Now, five years later, Shen Rui has taken her place. She is cold, iron-fisted, and has scrubbed Lin Yue’s name from the annals of Qinghe. She has learned the hardest lesson her Master ever taught: Affection is a weakness. But when a broken, powerless woman appears at the mountain gates with Lin Yue's face and none of her strength, Shen Rui’s world shatters. The woman who was once her sky is now a guest in her halls. The woman who once commanded the heavens can no longer hold a sword. Shen Rui wants answers of too many questions that still hurts her heart like a thorn . But most of all, she wants to know why the woman who "betrayed" her is covered in scars that look exactly like the ones Shen Rui was supposed to bear. In a world of immortality, some sacrifices are worse than death.

Never let the man you love make the ultimate sacrifice. I learned that lesson when mine took the place of a monster to save the world. My husband, James, is a 1600-year-old vampire, my soulmate, and the father of my newborn daughter. Now he’s a prisoner in the Underworld, bound to a fate worse than death. To get him back, I must make a deal with the enigmatic God of the Underworld—an alliance that demands a strategic marriage. My only path into Hell is offered by a chaotic demon I can’t possibly trust, and our true enemy wants my divine blood to seize the thrones of Heaven and Hell. The only thing worse than losing my husband to the darkness? Becoming its queen to get him back.

Snow bites deeper than steel, and cages leave scars no eyes can see. Q97 is not a boy with a name—he is a number, an experiment carved from cruelty in the underground labs by vampires. In a world where hybrids are treated as disposable tools, his only hope is escape. Guided by the secret writings of those who came before him, he follows a path dug by rabbits and buried in whispers, chasing freedom through tunnels that lead toward human lands. But freedom has a price: the moment he crosses the border, he can never return. Never again to the castle’s red spires. Never again to the rose garden. Never again to the one vampire who gave him warmth when the world froze him numb. Sir Draven—the quiet gardener with golden eyes who carved clumsy little sculptures of ice just for him. Roses that melted by morning. A kindness that should not have existed. A memory Q97 cannot take with him, yet cannot leave behind. This is not a story of quick love or easy salvation. It is a slow journey of survival, longing, and fragile bonds that burn against the cold. A tale for those who believe that even in the darkest experiments, even under cages and snow, a single rose can bloom. ***** This is a slowburn, character-driven story. If you love emotional depth, healing & growing arcs, and found-family themes, this is for you. Stick around past chapter 10, that's when the heart of the story begins to unfold. Warning: mpreg, almost all male experiments have wombs. Please proceed with caution if you are uncomfortable. Romance will start when MC is older, Thank you ^^

Elora Moore has always moved through life quietly, blending in, studying hard, and working multiple jobs just to keep things steady for herself and her family. But a single, mysterious message changes everything. Suddenly, someone is watching, testing her boundaries, challenging her control over her own world. Adrian Vale, precise, powerful, and obsessed with order, finds himself drawn to her unpredictability—and for the first time, he acts on impulse. Every glance, every moment, every small interaction becomes a game of tension between them, where awareness and desire clash. As Elora begins to reclaim her freedom and shine in ways she never has before, she can’t help but wonder: can she hold her ground, or will she give in to the presence that has quietly unsettled her world?

In a past life, Daphne was a concubine whose beauty won the Emperor's heart, but earned the Empress's wrath. Betrayed and poisoned, she died a tragic death,spending her final moments in the arms of a cold, powerful general who swore to find her in the next life. But fate has a different plan. Daphne is reborn, returned to a time before her family's ruin and her own gruesome end. Armed with a mind sharpened by a lifetime of regret and a body she now vows to make unbreakable, she forges a new path. She will not be a pawn again. This time, she will protect her family and defy the destiny that once took her life. General Alaric , the man who had loved her secretly in her past life is unaware that she's been reborn. He is a living legend, a name whispered with of awe and terror on every battlefield. Yet, beneath his calm surface lies a fiercely possessive nature. What Alaric desires, he claims, and what he claims, he holds with an unbreakable grip. This possessiveness is the darker twin to his battlefield prowess, a ruthless, unyielding trait that ensures once he decides something is his, be it territory, or a woman, he will stop at nothing to secure it. In the mood for a doting and extremely obsessive husband? You're in the right place.

People shunned me, labeling me a defective Alpha long before I understood what that meant. The only person who ever stayed by my side was Alex. We learned how to survive on the streets together—until he couldn’t take it anymore and started selling drugs. Luck had never touched my life. I was the one who got caught. The woman who stopped me was powerful enough to destroy me in her own twisted way. "A spoon," she said. I didn’t understand how it was possible, but she meant to reduce me to a mere spoon. Then she let me go, warning me never to appear in front of her again. But... I was a really, really unlucky person and met her again. And again. Until it became impossible to walk away from her. Being spared by her felt dangerously close to being chosen for something. Despite knowing it would destroy me, I found myself yearning for more of her. I had no one who truly cared about me. Except Alex. So her mercy slowly began to feel like belonging. ***** It's Omegaverse, where Female Alpha's has a dick.

On the night she thought would be the happiest of her life, Elena Vale was destroyed. Accused of betrayal. Shamed in front of the elite. Thrown away by the man she loved. And the worst part? His powerful father watched it all… without stopping it. Broken, jobless, and desperate to save her sick mother, Elena accepts an offer she never expected. “Marry me,” Damian Blackwood says calmly. “Not my son.” Cold. Dominant. Untouchable. Damian Blackwood is a man who does not love. Their marriage is meant to be a deal. A quiet revenge. A calculated move. But behind the contract lies a dangerous truth. Damian knew more than he should have. And Elena is not as powerless as she seems. As hatred turns into desire and revenge turns into something far more dangerous, Elena must decide: Will she remain the weak girl they humiliated? Or will she rise… and become the only woman powerful enough to bring the Blackwood empire to its knees? In a world of wealth, secrets, and betrayal, love may be the cruelest weapon of all.

Adeline is in love- with the man she absolutely should not want. She has a devoted boyfriend, a stable life and every reason to walk away from the feelings she refuses to name. But the more time she spends around Marshall- her boyfriend's father, the harder it becomes to ignore the truth her heart already knows. Caught between desire, guilt and loyalty... Adeline must confront a love that was never meant to exist and decide how far she's willing to go before everything falls apart. A slow-burn forbidden romance filled with tension, longing and emotional conflict.

[Warning: Mature Content R-18] Amabel Blakely, a university dropout plagued by debt and family problems, finds herself with limited options. Desperate to turn her life around, she makes a fateful decision – becoming a mistress of Valentine Langdale, a wealthy and married man with a childless marriage. Valentine, wanting more than just a secret affair, pushes Amabel to bear his child, promising to make her his second wife. Despite the complications, Amabel’s determination to secure a better life, cleat her family debts and see her mother open her eyes again from a coma fuels her actions. She is willing to do whatever it takes to win Valentine over, even if it means manipulating situations and playing the long game. With schemes, and sheer grit, Amabel sets out to transform her status from scorned mistress to pampered second wife of a rich family.

LIMERENCE Trilogy Book I Regardless of how the world sees him as a young, multi-talented actor with a cinematic smile and an Emmy award, Joey Carter has been living a double life since before he could even spell the word freedom. Joey belongs to Don Domenico Cassano, a ‘Ndrangheta mafia boss whose name is never spoken aloud in the newspapers, but whispered in fear through the corridors of law and the underworld. Their relationship is not love, but neither is it hatred. It is something in between—obsession, wounds, dependency, and the desire to be destroyed by the very same man who loves you. "What happens when the one who captivates your heart is also the one who imprisons it. Not love. Not hate. Only a dependency rooted deep, like poison in the blood." Story writer by oishielmo Dark Psychological Romance · Mafia Drama · Trauma Bonding · Coming-of-Age