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The Desert Kingdom would trade dreams slipping away like grains of sand for illusions that shimmered like mirages; and the Abyssal Realm wandered among shadows, yet drowned in the heart of the light. And he - the ruler of the Frozen Throne - would spread his dominion into mortal hearts and sow suffering there. As for me, I was a Tear Collector born from the echo of fate. I gathered weeping souls, touched their memories, and gently embraced their cold, hardened hearts. This is how the Realm of Tears was protected; it was sacred, unyielding, and merciless toward the lost.

His neck burns. The spot where his mating mark should be burns the closer Travis got. He is shaking, aching all over, and he knows Travis’ touch would soothe him. But he is hurt and bleeding. He doesn’t want to repeat his life all over again with the alpha. Not when it led him to lose everything. And everything was him, Travis. Someone who once awakened him has done it again. His fated mate. Things have changed. He is a different person now. But his stupid omega is making a fool out of him by reacting in all the worst ways. “Don’t,” Day holds his hand out, heart racing. He doesn’t know why this was happening. His body and mind are clashing again, like they always do whenever they do this. “I am not some weak omega who is going to present to you simply because you were once mated to me. I am not going to submit to you. You are not my alpha.” Gods, how he wishes he could give in just this once. He can already feel the slick trickling down his thighs. Soiling his jeans. And going by the way Travis’ pheromones flare, nose twitching, he knows the alpha can smell he is losing the battle. … Day can find nothing wrong with his life. He is now enrolled in university, a whole new life away from his cage, finally growing up and discovering who he is. Then crosses paths with Travis. The alpha who makes him feel like he is being born and dying all at the same time. A thread is pulled every time he locks eyes with him, talks with him ... feels him near him. Every time his scent wraps his body like the softest cloud. With each tug, the life that has been carefully woven and fed to him starts to fall apart. Day realizes he isn’t who he has been told he is, and he was someone different once. Something else, but it was all taken away. Travis was taken away, too. All the scars unravel themselves on his bones, and he is once again breaking apart.

“Let me go Henry,” I said coldly. “I am not yours, not anymore.” Henry scoffed. “You will always be mine. I was your first mate.” “And yet you rejected me. I don’t need you anymore, I have-” “Who do you have, Nyssa? Him?” He laughed humorlessly. “You don’t even know who he is.” Rowan growled, a low warning sound. “Shut the fuck up!” “Why?” Henry shot back. “Tell her what you’re hiding, Rowan, let’s see if she still loves you after.” ********************* Nyssa was once the beloved of the pack—the Beta’s daughter, mated to the Alpha. But once her parents died, and she was unable to shift, her life began to crumble until she was finally rejected by her mate, Henry. It was hard enough that he left her for her best friend, but as the Beta’s daughter, she was forced to remain with him until an attack leaves their pack vulnerable and they have to seek help for the lycans. What was meant to be a diplomatic trip turned into chaos when Nyssa realizes she is mated to Rowan—the lycan king. Lycans and wolves don’t get along, and there is a lot of history between the three of them. To Nyssa, the angel she doesn’t know is better than the devil she knows, But what happens when that angel is just another devil in disguise? After all, Rowan is hiding some dark secrets of his own, the kind that threatens their already fragile bond. Would she be able to handle the pressure? Or will she go back to Henry who may have never gotten over her in the first place?

As the Crown Prince, Savier Remmington has lived under strict expectations. This was not only from his own parents and the empire's citizens, but also one he had imposed on himself. He always thought that his life would be like the norm, no matter how extraordinary his identity may be. Savier admired the relationship his parents had and longed to find his own omega to cherish. In a world governed by pheromones and instincts, Crown Prince Savier was meant to fall for and marry an omega. That was common sense. Yet, there comes Rylan Wever, the quiet and unshakeable alpha assigned as his personal guard. A talented alpha he had admired since he was a kid. He did not know when the simple admiration turned to something deeper, overturning all his plans and worldviews. Savier must decide. Follow the path carved for him, or rewrite it at the risk of losing everything. After all, two alphas can’t be together, right? *** In the same universe as The Emperor's Omega is an extra. You don't actually need to read the first book, but I would appreciate it if you did. (lol) #alphaxalpha #omegaverse #crownprincexroyalguard #slowburn #agegap #timeskip #forbiddenlove

"Sign it. I don't want your money, and I don't want your daughter." For seven years, Rong Ci endured CEO Feng Tingshen’s freezing indifference. She thought her deep love could eventually melt his heart of ice. Instead, he fell in love at first sight with another woman. The final straw wasn't his neglect. It was flying thousands of miles on her birthday, only to find him treating that woman like a queen. It was watching the daughter she raised with her own hands tug on the other woman's dress, begging her to be her new mommy. In that moment, Rong Ci's heart died. She left the divorce agreement on the table, abandoned her custody rights, and walked away without looking back. Everyone laughed, waiting for the abandoned housewife to crawl back to the Feng family. Instead, Rong Ci returned to the business world and effortlessly built an empire worth hundreds of billions. Now a flawless, untouchable billionaire queen, she waited for her divorce certificate. But it never came. The cold, noble CEO who once loathed coming home now blocked her against the wall, his eyes red with desperate obsession. "Divorce?" his voice trembled. "Rong Ci... even if I die, I won't let you go."

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT:18+ This work is a dark, adult-oriented romance. Readers should expect: -Explicit sexual situations/smut -Intense emotional and physical power dynamics -Complex themes of obsession and possessiveness This novel is not suitable for minors. If you are under the age of 18, or if you are uncomfortable with explicit content, please exit this story. SPOILER ALERT: Very Spicy chapter 1-4 SYNOPSIS: After his girlfriend dumps him for a man with a fatter wallet, Henry Sorn hits a dark, upscale club to forget his own sorrow. He spots a man—impeccably dressed, devastatingly handsome, and radiating raw, dangerous authority. Driven by a reckless, drunken impulse, Henry whispers a proposition: “Want to fuck?” The stranger pulls him into a shadow-drenched alcove, and their first night is a blur of desperate friction and primal need. The shock arrives the next morning in a lecture hall: the man from the club is Frank Miller, the university’s most esteemed—and intimidating—professor. Frank doesn't want romance; he wants a release valve. He’s a high-functioning closeted gay with a reputation to protect and a picture-perfect girlfriend waiting in the wings. He offers Henry a simple arrangement: no feelings, just sex. Henry, still aching from his breakup, agrees, hungry for the way Frank’s hands map his body and the way the professor’s icy composure melts into sweat-slicked command behind locked doors. But as the hookups grow more frequent and the intensity pushes them further into obsession, the line between "fuck buddies" and "belonging to each other" begins to fray. Henry is hooked on the taste of the man who isn't his to have—and he starts to realize that the more he pushes, the more the professor’s carefully constructed life starts to crack.

The only bad thing about kissing a quarterback at a jock party… was kissing the quarterback at a jock party. Yeah. I know. Bad decisions were made. The feel of his breath. His body. Unfortunately, it’s stuck in my head. Forever. Lucas Denacii’s biggest mistake? Letting Blake Parker find out he was in love with him. Rejection turned into hatred. Hatred turned into… something else. And somehow—don’t ask me how— love still managed to sneak in. Ugh. Cringe!!!

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.

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Xiangge grew up in a golden cage. The man who raised him was also the one who destroyed his world. Emperor Mingxuan had killed his parents, taken his throne, and kept him close for eighteen years. No questions were allowed. No answers were given. Silence became Xiangge’s inheritance. To the empire, Mingxuan was a tyrant. To Xiangge, he was everything: jailer, protector, and the only warmth left in a life built from ashes. Until 'it' appeared. 'It' wanted Xiangge’s life. And Mingxuan, for the first time in eighteen years, looked afraid. That's when Xiangge realized: he'd never known his gege at all. The empire is burning. The truth is rising. To keep Xiangge alive, Mingxuan will offer everything he owns: his throne, his blood, his secrets. But some truths kill more surely than any blade. Love protects. Love destroys. This one has done both since the night the magnolia blossoms fell.

One night of cowardice cost her everything. Fifteen years ago, Isabella Gomez disappeared from the Ashford estate—a broken girl betrayed by the boy she loved. Now she's back as Aurora Castillo: tech mogul, untouchable CEO, and the woman determined to destroy him. Liam Ashford has spent fifteen years searching for the girl he failed. He doesn't know she's standing right in front of him—or that every smile, every conversation, every moment of growing attraction is part of her revenge. But as Aurora plays a dangerous triple-game to dismantle his empire, her best friend's jealousy and a ruthless corporate raider's blackmail threaten to expose everything. Can you fall in love with someone you came back to ruin?

Joplin had grown up knowning the smell of rain, the sting of hard-worked sweat burning her eyes, and was no stranger to holding her own in a fight. However, after birth rates hit zero... Joplin, a fiesty, five-foot-four, curvy, now twenty-five-year-old midwesterner, was interned with the the sterile white room of a government breeding facility. After several breeding men had tried manhandle her and all of them with a wide array of broken bones, Joplin would be pair with Jax. Jax was a rather confident cowboy from Texas, was the textbook definition of handsome, and was a little too eager to make this fiesty little midwestern tornado-of-a-gal his own... but Joplin won't be so easy to win over. However, like most shadowy organizations... this Breeding Facility is hiding something from its "residents", something much darker and much worse than just a simple decline in the nation's birth rates...

Born as the Crown Princess of the Yu Empire, Yu Shayue dedicated her youth to the strength and survival of her nation. She endured relentless discipline, mastered martial and strategic arts, and sacrificed every fragment of her innocence in service of her family. Yet, in return, she was met not with gratitude, but with betrayal, scorn, and abandonment by those she trusted most. Wronged by her own blood, Shayue casts aside her former loyalty and rises with unyielding determination, to reclaim what was always hers. Her path to power leads her to a perilous alliance: a political marriage to Lin Yechen, the ruthless Crown Prince of the Lin Empire, an empire long bound to hers by generations of hostility and war. Feared for his cold intellect and merciless rule, Lin Yechen is a man whose trust is as dangerous as his enmity. Their union is not one of affection, but of calculated intent,two formidable minds bound by ambition, secrets, and quiet vengeance. Within the treacherous court of the Lin Empire, where every smile conceals a scheme and every step may lead to ruin, Shayue must fight not only for survival, but for control over her fate. Yet, as time unfolds and truths begin to surface, the distance between hostility and understanding begins to blur. In the silence between battles and beneath layers of guarded hearts, something unexpected takes root. What begins as a union of necessity slowly transforms, where suspicion softens into trust, and rivalry gives way to a love neither of them ever sought… nor ever believed they deserved. Will Yu Shayue succeed in reclaiming her destiny without losing herself in the process? And when vengeance and love stand at odds, which path will she choose?

Nina Williams is an overworked corporate slave whose only joy is reading novels online. When she wakes up in her current read in the body of the beautiful but hated villainess, she thinks her life is over. And truly, it was. With a sultry and incredibly useless system by her side, she is given one task: retain your position as villainess until the real female lead wakes from her coma. Failure to complete this will result in severe punishment. It should have been easy to remain a villainess. That is if Nina had one bone of wickedness in her body. The system is ruthless, punishing her for every good act she commits. Even worse, the more she tries to be evil, the harder her seven beast husbands fall for her. They were supposed to hate her!

Aiden Lioren, son of the Director of Magical Regulation, hunts illegal mages for the State in a city where every spark of power is monitored and controlled. Their official enemy: “Deviants,” unregistered magic users whose emotions make their powers unpredictable and “dangerous.” On his first night in the field, during a storm-soaked raid in the South Sector, Aiden feels a violent surge of electricity ripple through the city an anomaly that briefly blacks out an entire street. The source is an Electromancer Deviant, powerful and undisciplined, already targeted for capture or elimination under new State protocols. As Aiden rides with the enforcement unit into the chaos, he is determined to prove himself worthy of his father’s expectations and the Department’s ideology. What he doesn’t know yet is that the Deviant they’re hunting will shatter everything he believes about danger, control, and who truly threatens the city and that this forbidden enemy will soon become the person his heart refuses to let go.

Selene has mostly been quiet, keeping to herself mostly having a disoriented thought. One day her friends including her boyfriend had a conversation were Ethan suggested that they explore the abandoned church in the outskirts of the city. They all agreed to go to the church to explore, since it was abandoned because of some shocking occurrences and roumers that happened inside the church in the past. Selene would not have expected that something bizarre will happen to her as they explore causing an incident. As the days past by after the incident in the church Selene seems fine, but some changes cannot be unseen. Paranormal activity is happening near her she could see those creatures, were she starts to question whether she already going crazy. One day when she fell asleep inside her house she woke up in an unfamiliar environment. But this time she is not sure if what she see is the reality or just a pigment of her imagination. Will this new reality be the abyss that can swallow her whole or the light that can cut the thread of insanity.

Princess Yasmin's hand caught my chin. Then- Her lips crashed onto mine. My eyes snapped open. The cold sweetness of the nectar mingled with warmth - hers, mine, impossible to tell anymore. Her mouth coaxed mine open further, taking back what I had stolen. Slowly. Thoroughly. Not a rush. A reclamation. Her lips moved with such control it made my knees weaken. It wasn't just a kiss - it was a statement. You don't win against me. My body tensed, trapped between wall and woman - royalty and rebellion. Her fingers slowly slid from my jaw then to my throat, brushing the skin there like she owned it. Her other hand planted firmly beside my head, holding me there, commanding. I didn't resist. I couldn't. Every movement of her lips was deliberate - drawing out the flavor, the heat, the punishment. She didn't let a single drop escape. I melted into her kiss. Or maybe I burned. Her tongue flicked the roof of my mouth. She tasted the last hint of sweetness and didn't stop. I let out a muffled sound - somewhere between a gasp and a groan. She finally pulled back, barely an inch, breath grazing my lips. Her chest rose and fell against mine, both of us unsteady, caught in the aftermath. "You think you're clever," she whispered, her voice husky, her eyes darkened in a way I'd never seen before. I blinked, still stunned, lips parted. "You're not," she said, lips brushing mine again - featherlight. Then she stepped away. Just like that. Back straight, chin high - as if nothing had just happened. "Next time," she said, voice cold again, "touch my dessert, and I won't stop at your lips." Story Description: The Shadow Reaper - born of vengeance, trained to kill, untouched by mercy. Until she meets Princess Yasmin - beautiful, calculating, and dangerously in control. A cold-blooded assassin and a calculating princess collide in a battle of power, desire, and control-where every kiss is a challenge and surrender is the deadliest sin.

Prince Zuko comes to the South Pole hunting the Avatar and instead gets blindsided by his furious betrothed: Lady Raven Arza, five feet of spoiled noble firebender who dodged her father's “you’re not allowed to go to war” rule by buying her own ship and chasing Zuko into it. She’s convinced he deserves to die; he’s convinced she’s lost her mind amidst her flurry of flaming whips. Unknown to both, an ancient weapon is about to awaken and change everything. Arzayanagi is a canon-divergent enemies-to-lovers epic.

Rachel, the quiet, invisible nerd, had never expected a jock like Jack to show up at the party. She'd invited him as a joke, half-hoping he'd laugh at her, make a snide remark, and leave. That was the routine, after all. But he didn’t make fun of her. He just stayed. They end up having a one-night stand, but when she expected the next day that you show up at school and laugh at her. Jack doesn’t show up the next day as expected—he goes missing. Days later, Rachel sees Jack again, but he’s now a ghost who doesn’t realize he’s dead. Together, they embark on an adventure to uncover the truth behind Jack’s death and find his body. Along the way, they develop an unexpected bond, and Rachel’s psychic abilities grow as they unravel dark secrets about that night. Small Note: Yes, I drew myself the cover of the book, and yes, it is terrible, and no, I do not need or want a better cover.

Amethiel Viremont loves monsters more than people. So when he discovers a rare humanoid monster that obeys only him, he happily claims it as his newest pet. But the creature is not a monster. It is the kingdom’s missing prince. And when the prince remembers everything Amethiel did to him, Amethiel dies for it. Unfortunately… death isn’t the end. Now trapped in the past with a second chance, Amethiel tries to change fate. But the prince who comes for him again doesn’t want revenge. He wants him. Again. “You left me,” Vaelor murmurs, breath warm against his skin. “Did you think I wouldn’t come for you, Master?” And Vaelor has no intention of letting him go again. ‧ . ‿̩͙⊱༻♕༺⊰‿̩͙ . ‧ Warning: This is a Dark Romance story. It contains mature themes, morally gray characters, power imbalance, and scenes that may be disturbing to some readers. Please read at your own discretion.