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"Can I get a DNA done?" "Of another man's child?" I scrunched my nose scoffing. "Do.Not.Say.That." he gritted out. "Why? It's the truth, isn't your ego accepting the fact that I could move on too?" "She is mine. I feel it. Do not lie to me." he added making me burst into laughter. "Sorry," I said stretching my index finger. "That was just hilarious, you feel what?" That minute he trapped me into his arms. “Do not play these games with me, snowflake. I might fuck up that little plan of yours." Glaring at him I said, "You're bluffing." He grasped my both hands that minute placing a bit above my head with an intense look which caught me off guard. What was he doing? "Am I still?" “Get your hands off-" He covered my lips with his and that made my wolf confused, I could feel her anger, and he demanded access to my tongue rolling it towards mine but I didn't let him. I pulled away slapping him. "How dare you?" "You pushed me. I didn't want to go to that length but you awoke the beast in me." "The only beast I know of is the one who rejected and humiliated me when I was with his child." … After Jared rejects Nova, she relocates to another pack to avoid being ostracized by her pack. But that’s not the only thing that has changed. He’s currently with the woman he chose over her, after she raised their baby alone. Her new pack is suddenly attacked, making her flee to safety to her previous pack. She seeks out a job, with secrets on her identity hoping to have a normal family raising her pup with her parents. But after she stumbles on her long time mate, her quest resurfaces— a vendetta to find who truly murdered her sister with the father of her child as the main suspect. Character teasers on my IG @ra_high_eels and Tiktok @steamyromancereads

"I reincarnated into some trashy omegaverse novel... and I'm the side-side character?!" Rin liked three things in life: his phone, his privacy, and not being railed in public by hormonal Alphas. So when he wakes up in a reverse harem book world written by his sister, as an 'omega pretending to be a beta' side character with no plot armour, no dignity, and no fucking clue what to do next, things go downhill fast. His scent? Irresistible. His attitude? Foul. His new life? A magnet for yandere freaks with dicks the size of trauma. His new mission is to survive, avoid the female lead and return back to his world and to do that, he had to keep a low profile. Pretending to be a beta was supposed to keep him safe and send the male characters far away from him. Too bad his pheromones have other plans... and certain possessive Alphas weren't buying his 'Beta' lies. Now powerful Alphas are circling, each more dangerous than the last... and one already thinks Rin belongs to him. Too bad Rin has zero intention of being anyone's obedient little omega because he's straight and not gay! "I swear, I'm not into men... It just got hard on its own," You've got to explain harder than that, Rin.

> "If your profession causes even a single scratch on my daughter… that’ll be the last time you ever see her." And that’s exactly what happened. One day. One accident. And Seojun’s entire world was ripped away from him. He nearly gave up on life—until a tiny hand wrapped around his finger. The son she left behind… became the only reason he chose to live. Jiwoo, a sweet and passionate artist living in Paris, is chasing her dream—unaware of the beautiful past she abandoned… and the family waiting for her. After four long years of searching, Seojun finally finds her. But when she turns around, her words shatter him. > "Who are you?" Even worse, another man walks up to her with eyes filled with care—enough to make Seojun’s heart stop. Will fate bring them back together? Or will forgotten memories become the very walls keeping them apart forever? ----- hey, support me! read my other story as well and give me a lot of love, I really need it . thank you guys .

A princess's duty is to be beautiful, quiet, not loud, to be seen and not to be heard, which was how Dahlia lived most of her life. Bound by the expectations of her title, she spent years trying to prove to her father that she was more than just a princess and capable of being more than an ornament in his court but each time she never got the chance. Instead, she was forced into a marriage of convenience with the bravest knight in all the kingdom, Reagan Hawthorne. Dahlia thought she would use this marriage to escape the brutal crutches of her father and glide out of her cage but Reagan’s cold disdain was an unexpected prison of its own. While he waged wars on distant lands, she stayed behind, holding his household together and protecting the people he seemed to ignore. But Dahlia carried a dangerous secret. By day, she was the perfect wife. By night, she became the "Black Knight," a masked vigilante fighting for justice in the shadows. Reagan returned, ready to focus on his personal mission: avenging his father’s death. To him, Dahlia was just another pawn in his plans—a spoiled princess he needed to tolerate. But as cracks began to form in her perfect façade, Reagan couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to his wife than met the eye. Now, with enemies circling closer and their secrets threatening to collide, Dahlia and Reagan must confront the lies they’ve told themselves and each other. But when masks fall and truths are revealed, will their fragile bond withstand the storm—or will it shatter beyond repair? One wound. One secret. One night that changes everything.

He mocked the omegaverse. Now he’s living it—with a baby on the way. Souta Tachibana was just your average, overworked office drone—until his BL-obsessed coworker introduced him to a trashy omegaverse romance novel. Curious (and a little horrified), Souta read it for laughs. But then he died in an accident. Now, he wakes up in the body of Lucien d’Armoire, a minor noble in the empire of Aetheria. No plot relevance. No destined lovers. Just a quiet, boring life as a background beta. Until one morning, he throws up into a chamber pot… and his doctor says something unthinkable: “Baron d’Armoire, you’re pregnant.” Which is impossible. Because he's male. And straight! And because Betas can’t get pregnant. …Right? Except Lucien is no Beta. He’s a rare male Omega. Apparently, during one reckless, drunken night, Lucien slept with an Alpha. Now he's pregnant, confused, and definitely not ready to be a father. To make matters worse—he doesn’t even know who the father is.

When sheltered Robin McDougal is snatched from a life of captivity and forced to marry the mysterious demon Andras Mulciber, he is torn between terror and desire. Since Andras Mulciber had no intention of settling down with anyone it was meant to be a marriage in name only—and only for one year. He never suspected that the meek hostage after being given a taste of freedom would become a free spirited mischievous imp. Not known to outsiders for his kindness, Andras feels an inkling of pity for Robin and honors the agreement he'd struck to keep the peace. That required Andras to marry the orphaned beauty and bring him back to his castle at Hell’s Island for safekeeping, shocking his loyal crew. It would turn the world upside down if his rivals that labeled Andras a crazed murderous demon behind his back got wind of the news he was getting soft. Rumors of foul play and black magic swirl as many believe the secretive Andras is either cursed or a cold blooded killer as his last bride did not live past their wedding night. Now country-bred Robin McDougal is about to become the Vulcan’s latest plaything. Drawn to his masculine strength and the hint of heated desire that gleamed in Andras' dark eyes, the tawny-haired Robin has his own reasons for flirting with danger. First was for family obligations; meant Robin would entangle Andras in a kidnapping plot, a fight for ownership, and a dangerous masquerade. The other reason was closer to his heart, a slight chance to thrive where those before him had failed: Robin McDougal intended to teach the demon how to love.

“Every year, a girl is taken. This time, Elira volunteered—only she didn’t.” In a remote village where vampire lords demand a tithe of blood, sixteen-year-old Elira is sacrificed to protect her younger sister. But when she arrives at the ancient and cursed estate of Lord Calvorn, she discovers the blood tithe is not just a cruel tradition—it’s a trap wrapped in secrets, power, and prophecy. Haunted by forbidden dreams, stalked by a northern vampire who speaks in riddles, and marked by a power she doesn’t yet understand, Elira begins to unravel a legacy buried by centuries of silence. The estate pulses with ancient magic. The mirrors whisper her name. And the master of the house watches her too closely… as though he remembers something she has yet to recall. In a house of monsters, what if the real danger is the blood in her own veins? Fans of slow-burn romantic tension, gothic intrigue, and dark court politics will fall into the shadows with Elira—where nothing is as it seems, and every drop of blood tells a story.

[Warning: This book contains Strong Language and Mature Content] On her eighteenth birthday, Ravenna felt the weight of exile as she was outlawed from her home because she could not shift to a werewolf, a mark of shame in their world that revered power. Away from all the ridicules and hate, she had at least a more peaceful life, until a beautiful storm knocked at her door. Deceived by its enchanting waves, Ravenna welcomed it with open arms until she was swept away into the deepest depth of the ocean of love. Being a daughter of an alpha, that was not supposed to happen even if she was not living in the pack anymore. Falling in love with the king of darkness. Alaric! He is the epitome of danger. But then, she turned his life upside down. From a heartless man to an obsessive lover. All he wished was to keep her with him. Even if it meant chaining her to himself. Whether what he felt was infatuation, desire or... he just would never ever let her go. Let no man or beast separate him from what he had claimed and marked; else they would face his unceasing wrath. **************** "Am of no use to you, why do you still insist on keeping me?" She just wanted to hear him say it. That he loved her as much as she did. She was becoming more desperate as days went by, maybe more than desperate to the extent of destroying herself in this love. Alaric paused and kept his laptop aside. He held her hand and brought her in front of him before pulling her to his lap. Silently, he sniffed her neck and licked it, then replied, "Because I want to." He continued his actions, and his hands were already moving under her dress caressing her thighs. Ravenna took a deep breath trying to stop herself from diving into pleasure as always. "Will you ever say it?" Her voice came out as a low yearning plead and with his advanced hearing ability, Alaric did not miss a word. "Say what?" His hand reached her pant ready to tear it apart. "That you love me." Her words made him pause abruptly before looking at her. As usual, his eyes were blank with no hint of emotions making Ravenna feel like she was just fooling herself. For how long could she endure this? "Do I?" He asked not tearing his gaze away from her eyes that were already tearing up.

Seraphina spent her life as an unwanted orphan. At sixteen, the truth unraveled: she was the lost heiress of the powerful Lancaster family, stolen at birth and finally found. For the first time, she thought she’d have a home and a family. But the Lancaster mansion was colder than any orphanage, and her so-called sister made sure her life ended in silence and pain. Shunned by her new siblings and tormented by the one they called “daughter.” She was nothing but an outcast in a house of wealth and secrets. Until cancer took her life. However, death wasn’t the end. Seraphina awakens in her past, at her most broken and helpless moment. But this time, something has changed. She was stripped of her autism but still carried every scar. Seraphina tried to escape her nightmare, only to fall into the hands of a stranger with blood on his fists and secrets in his eyes. He knows her brothers. And this time, they are not letting her suffer alone. She may not believe in family anymore… But they believed in her and were ready to spoil her.

She was hired by fate. He was broken by ambition. Together, they’ll rewrite each other’s worlds. Amara Selwyn never imagined that a part-time assistant job to an elderly gentleman in Kensington would change her life forever. A struggling student with a bright spirit and big dreams, Amara is determined to carve her own path despite financial hardships. Caden Whitmore is a brilliant, ruthless billionaire CEO in his mid-thirties a man whose name commands respect in boardrooms and admiration in social circles. Known for his talent, power, and magnetic charm, Caden’s reputation precedes him. Women are drawn to him, but he changes partners as easily as he changes suits. His relationships never last, yet no one dares to break ties with him, bound by his influence and unyielding dominance. When an unexpected arrangement binds Amara and Caden in marriage, she is thrust into a glittering but ruthless world where power and wealth rule, and trust is scarce. Thrown into high society’s glare, hostile relatives, and the icy walls of a husband who guards his heart fiercely, Amara must find her strength and voice. Slowly, her warmth and unwavering spirit begin to crack Caden’s hardened exterior forcing him to confront the wounds beneath his fame and fortune. What started as a marriage of convenience soon becomes a journey of healing, passion, and transformation. But can love survive when both carry scars no money can erase?

“Unlucky” would be the nice way to describe Lucas’ luck. He wasn’t just down bad. He was practically cursed. As someone who never asked to exist, he’s had to experience medical torture, imprisonment, and eventually death. And that was just his first life. Then, just as he thought of escaping his fate, he transmigrates into the body of the Empire’s most useless Flower Vase. Great, now he should have status, wealth, and beauty, right? Wrong. Because his new body, Young Lord Luca Kyros, was a vegetable. And what’s worse was that no one else seemed to know the truth. To everyone else, he was just your typical rebellious heir. He wouldn’t have minded that. He was used to being called a harlot or similar names for being a defective Guide. But the problem was he woke up right smack in the middle of the Royal Military Academy’s Assessment test. And his double body, the one who should be attending school, perished in an ambush. So now, he’s forced to resolve his existential crisis while attending a school he never even enrolled in. He’ll have to conquer his flimsy body, his brooding roommate, and his picky-eater “dungeon”—all that on top of surviving impending doom. Someone definitely needs a miracle.

She thought she was free. Until a billionaire and his daughter saw her — and decided she was theirs. One wanted a wife. The other wanted a mother. Neither asked if she agreed. They watched her for two years. Followed her every move. Until one day, they flew across the world and bought her future — with smiles, paperwork, and charm that smelled like roses but felt like chains. Now, she sleeps in silk sheets she didn’t choose. Wears clothes she didn’t buy. Answers to a name she didn’t earn. Every touch is a test. Every night is a transaction. And every whispered “I love you” is a warning. She hides pills beneath her tongue. She dreams of running. But there is no escape — only a cage made of wealth, obsession, and unbearable intimacy. Because he doesn’t just want her body. He wants her compliance. Her mind. Her loyalty. Her womb. And when the daughter discovers the truth — she doesn’t cry. She accuses. Now the doors are locked. The smiles are gone. And the only thing more terrifying than being watched… is being needed. This isn’t love. This is possession with a wedding ring. This is family, twisted into obsession. This is what happens when a girl becomes the answer to someone else's madness.

She was marked to die. He was cursed to protect her. Now their bond could ignite a war the gods themselves fear. When Raina is forced into a forbidden blood bond with Lucien the ruthless Alpha heir of a dying kingdom her life spirals into a storm of ancient prophecies, deadly trials, and a magic too wild to control. The mark on her skin links their souls. Their power is growing. But so is the danger. Because the Flameborn is rising. Because the Huntress bloodline was never meant to survive. Because the man she once loved is now her greatest threat. With war brewing, enemies within, and the council watching her every move, Raina must choose

WARNING: DARK ROMANCE! He’s the Devil who craves revenge against her entire bloodline. She's the stolen heiress who accidentally became his pawn. Yet six months was all it took. **** Stolen at birth by her father's mistress and raised as the bastard daughter, Anna Steele's life was nothing but a mystery. Abused, neglected and overlooked. Her life took an even darker turn when her half-sister chased her off a cliff, leaving her to drown in the raging river. To her family, she was dead, erased from their lives forever. Except Anna didn't die. She was rescued by a man she thought was her savior. Instead, he became her captor. Forced to sign a deal with the cold, mysterious stranger who pulled her back from the jaw of death, little did she know that agreeing to marry him would mark the very beginning of her real mystery. **** For ten years, Alexander Vaughn had one goal: destroy the Steele family. They took everything from him, now he was back to take their lives. But then, she fell straight into his grasp. The perfect tool. Six months. That was all he needed to ruin her, and the rest of her family. And the white-haired thing didn't fight back. She signed the contract. She stayed. And that was when everything started to fall apart.

After her family’s powerful corporation collapsed, Isabelle Munro was left with nothing and no one. She hadn’t spoken to her sister Charlotte in years. Then the announcement was made, stating that Charlotte Munro was dead. Her orphaned twins were being sent to Isabelle, along with one final instruction: “You must marry Reign Kraus to understand who killed me. I love you… -Charlotte.” Reign was their family’s enemy. So cold, calculated, and impossible to read. He gave no explanation, simply agreed to the marriage without hesitation. Isabelle didn’t know why she was the one marrying him, or what her sister had been trying to protect. To her surprise, the twins spoke to each other freely when they thought no one could understand. But Isabelle could hear them. And the things they said didn’t make sense. Not yet… One thing became clear: Charlotte's death wasn't accidental. Her killer was free, and Reign Kraus had something to do with it. 

"I told you I was the real princess." "You shouldn’t have taken everything from me." "We’re so sorry, Lucy. We should have protected you, stood by you, and loved you the way you deserved," Xaden choked out, his voice thick with regret. "Help us... please," Caden pleaded, his eyes burning with unshed tears. "Don’t even think of crossing paths with me again," I hissed. "You already lost that chance." Then I turned and walked away, leaving them to their ruins. … They didn’t just doubt her. They erased her. Cast aside by her cousin, abandoned by the Alphas she was fated to love, and locked in a cell without a voice, Princess Lucy lost everything—her crown, her name, and the people who should have protected her most. But she never forgot who she was. She never stopped surviving. Now the truth has surfaced. And the kingdom that once called her a liar realizes the unthinkable: she was never to be treated that way. They destroyed the very girl who could have saved them. Only Lucy can stop the wrath building between the Alpha brothers. But the girl they betrayed is gone. In her place stands a woman forged in silence and grief. A Luna who rose from the ashes of betrayal. Forgiveness is no longer a duty. It’s a choice. And Lucy isn't sure they deserve it.

[Trigger Warning: This dark fantasy romance contains mature themes.] --- SYNOPSIS: •A WORLD BUILT ON LIES• Long ago, humans lived unaware of the supernatural beings hidden among them—werewolves with their primal instincts, witches whispering spells in the dark, and elves with their ancient, watchful eyes. For centuries, they coexisted in fragile silence. Then, everything shattered. Near the shadow-drenced woods of the Shadow pack kingdom, human traveler stumbled upon a gruesome scene: an old woman’s lifeless body, her skin ashen, her wounds gaping like accusations. A few paces away lay a dead werewolf, its throat ripped open, its muzzle still flecked with blood. The truth was undeniable—monsters walked among them. Fear ignited war. Humans, armed with fire and steel, hunted the supernatural races. Witches and elves were dragged into the slaughter, their homes burned, their people butchered. The bloodshed raged until King Alfred V of the Amethyst Kingdom stood before the four Werewolf Kings—Silverhowl, Crimsonheart, Shadow, and Wildfire—and offered a deal drenched in poison. A sacrifice for peace. Every twenty years, each human family would surrender a daughter to the werewolves. And in return, the future Alpha Kings must wed a human—or the war would reignite. The werewolves agreed. The witches and elves retreated, their hatred festering like an open wound. The world remained fractured, its peace a fragile lie. --- •THE PROPHECY OF FIRE• In the hidden Blaze Tribe, where crimson eyes burned like embers, the seer Prophetia foresaw annihilation. "Our people will fall," she rasped, her voice trembling. "But from the ashes, a girl will rise—the one who will bring true peace… and the one they will slaughter for it." The tribe made a desperate pact. They would cast a spell—a curse of forgotten memory—erasing their existence from the world’s mind. Their souls would be the price, but their legacy would live on in Ovelia, the child of prophecy. The night the Blaze Tribe fell, Ovelia’s parents hid her in the whispering forest, their hands shaking as they sealed a goddess—Firera—inside her infant body. Then, they turned to face their doom. --- •FATE’S CRUEL WHISPER• Ace Draven—half-werewolf, half-witch prince of Silverhowl—had never believed in destiny. Until he found a crying infant in the forest. His wolf, Fenrir, howled in recognition. A crimson thread shimmered between them—mates. But Firera, watching from within Ovelia’s soul, snarled. "She’s a child. This is too soon." With a flick of her wrist and spell, she tore the memory from Ace’s mind, leaving only an empty ache in his chest. --- •TWENTY YEARS LATER: A SACRIFICE IGNITES• Ovelia has spent her life as a slave, raised by the cruel mayor of Timberline Village—a man who would gladly sacrifice her to spare his own daughter. The night of the sacrifice, the air reeks of damp earth and iron. Torches flicker as the werewolves emerge from the shadows. And then—Ace Draven steps forward. Their eyes meet. Fenrir *howls*. Ace’s claws unsheathe, his breath ragged. "You…" He doesn’t understand why his wolf is clawing at his ribs, why his pulse hammers at the sight of this stranger. But the bond between them burns hotter than vengeance. Ovelia doesn’t know him. He doesn’t recognize her. And yet, their souls scream in unison.

"Block him." "He's technically still my boss." "Then block him with dignity." The call ended again. And then started again. I let out a sound somewhere between a growl and a sob, then finally answered with the enthusiasm of a snail crawling through salt. "Yes, Mr. Walton?" "Have you changed your mind yet?" I collapsed onto the towel and gazed at the sky as though it might consume me entirely if I pleaded sweetly enough. "Do you ever take a break?" I asked, shielding my eyes with one hand. "You're avoiding the question." "Because it's a dumb question." He exhaled, the sound sharp and irritated even over phone. "It's not a dumb question. It's a business offer." "It's a weird offer-one that I already said no to." There was a brief pause, and I could practically hear him clenching his jaw through the speaker. "You are acting unreasonably." " Unreasonable?" I sat up. "I'm not the one drafting fake girlfriend contracts like it's a normal Tuesday." "Isabella-" "Certainly not, Mr. Walton." I mimicked his tone perfectly. "I told you I'm not doing it. You need to find someone else to play pretend with." SYNOPSIS Isabella Miller thought saying no to her boss’s fake dating offer was the end of the story. But Adrien Walton doesn’t take no—especially not when he’s convinced she’s a gold digger. Suddenly, her student loans are piling up, her father’s vet clinic is on the brink of eviction and her brother is about to be kicked out of college. Coincidence? She thinks not. Adrien Walton is calm, calculating—and he's just pulled every string to corner Isabella into the perfect position. Now she’s stuck choosing between pride and survival. So she agrees to his offer: be his fake girlfriend. No feelings attached. No drama. Just business. Or so she thought. "Conference Room B. Fifteen minutes," he said, passing by without a glance. The folder he pushed across the table landed with a thud. I opened it. The contract. All of it. --- Enemies to lovers? Check. Slow burn? Hmmnyea. Banter so sharp it might file your nails? Yes. Delicious workplace tension? Of course. Tension that could melt steel?Absolutely. Smut?? Wanna find out? Welcome to corporate romance warfare. There’s no escaping this contract.

“He was born of darkness. She was made to fear it. But together, they might just rewrite fate.” A werewolf princess. A vampire prince. A forbidden bond that could destroy them both. When Luna Sinclair is banished from her kingdom for falling in love with the enemy, she’s forced to seek refuge in the very place she was raised to fear—Blood City, home to the vampires who once hunted her kind. But fate has other plans. She is the fated mate of Damien Dragos, the vampire prince who is the pawn for a tormented sorcerer’s revenge. Their bond is undeniable. Their chemistry, dangerous. And their union, forbidden. As Luna struggles to find her place in a court full of secrets and shadows, a new war brews in the distance—one that could unravel the fragile peace between vampires and werewolves. But when Luna discovers she may be carrying a true blood child, loyalties are tested, blood is spilled, and love becomes the deadliest weapon of all. Can Luna survive the darkness of the vampire world without losing herself—or Damien? Or will their love be the spark that ignites a war neither of them can control?

Title: Forced Marriage: I Hate That I Love You Synopsis: Yin never asked for a marriage—especially not one to the cold and powerful Dong Jinye. But after a scandalous twist of fate, she’s forced into his lavish world where love is forbidden, and emotions are weaknesses. Yet despite his icy heart, Jinye can’t seem to let go of the fiery woman who unexpectedly becomes his wife. Caught between resentment and desire, Yin fights to maintain her freedom while slowly falling for the very man she swore to hate. Things only get more complicated when a troubled young boy named Zhong enters their lives, a child with haunting eyes and a longing for affection—one who starts to see Yin as more than just a mother figure. In a house filled with secrets, jealousy, passion, and rivalries, Yin must navigate not only her tangled relationship with Jinye but also the heart of a lonely child desperate to belong. As hearts clash and unexpected bonds are formed, the line between love and loyalty begins to blur. Can Yin tame her husband’s broken heart and survive the whirlwind of emotions and obsession that threatens to consume them all?