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#PossessiveAlpha #SharpTonguedOmega #RoyalCourt #EnemiesToLovers #SlowBurn #ABO #Mpreg #EliteGuards #KnifeDuke #ScandalRomance #DepartmentOfSpite The Emperor’s bloodhound knows only how to hunt and he’s found a very interesting new prey. Gregoris Frasner doesn’t do polite conversation or slow dances. He doesn’t charm at banquets or linger for court gossip. He kills when ordered, tracks threats no one else can see, and sleeps better when his hands are stained with something real. His loyalty belongs to the Emperor and his Consort. Everything else is temporary. Until Rafael Rosenroth. Rafael was supposed to stay out of this. He’d spent years avoiding his mother’s arranged marriages, carefully balancing court expectations with just enough distance to be safe. But after one too many incidents, he was drafted into Gabriel’s infamous “Department of Spite,” where diplomacy is sharp, everything is weaponized, and affection is more dangerous than betrayal. But fate and Alexandra pushed him right into the depths of hell. What began as a joke turned into an obsessive alpha and an omega who wants nothing to do with him. Books order: Bound by the Mark of Lies (BL) Shadow Unit Scandal: The Commander’s Omega

A story of love triangle where affection exists with with redemption, revenge and betrayal.

In the heart of modern-day Delhi, 2026, a terrifying phenomenon begins to unfold young university students are mysteriously aging into old men overnight. The city is in a state of panic, and at the center of this chaos is Kian, a 'Daayaansh' (the offspring of a Daayan). Cursed with an eternal hunger, Kian has roamed the earth for centuries, forced to steal the lifespan of others just to survive. Haunted by his own existence, he is a predator who desperately wishes to be human. ​Enter Aarav Sharma, an unassuming history student at Delhi University. Aarav’s life takes a drastic turn when he unknowingly awakens the 'Vaishnav' powers of his ancestor, Raja Manikya the very king whose lineage was sworn to eradicate the Daayaansh bloodline. ​When fate forces these two sworn enemies together, an ancient war is reignited. Aarav is caught between his duty to protect the city from the 'monster' and his growing realization that Kian’s golden eyes hide a soul-shattering pain. ​With a secret organization named 'AAGYA' hunting them for their biological secrets and the vengeful spirit of the tantric Virbhadra seeking to reclaim Kian’s power, the line between protector and destroyer blurs. ​Will Aarav strike down the enemy he was born to kill, or will he become the protector of the one person the world fears the most? ​“I am the end of your hunger, and you are the beginning of my curse.” #UrbanFantasy #MaleLead #HiddenPower #EnemiesToCompanions #ModernMagic #SupernaturalMystery #IndianMythology

[Updates resume March. Due to exams] [This book contains, explicit and mature scenes—no r*pe. Not advised for viewers under 18, protect thy purity] Lance Dixon is drowning in a debt that isn’t his. His parents’ financial mistakes have fallen entirely onto him, and his life has collapsed into a constant struggle to stay afloat. He has never denied what he is. Lance is a masochist, and most people he’s dated couldn’t handle that truth. Every relationship ended the same way, leaving him with needs no one was willing to meet. Everything shifts on a night he drinks too much and ends up venting to a stranger. In a mix of frustration and alcohol, Lance jokes that he’d sell himself to anyone willing to pay off his debt. The stranger, Ansel Lowell, doesn’t brush it off. He asks how much. And when Lance tells him, Ansel offers a deal: three months living under his terms, in exchange for clearing the debt completely. The deal is straightforward and seems almost like relief. But as the days pass, the dynamic between them deepens in ways neither expected. What began as a simple exchange grows into a connection that is far more consuming, and far more dangerous, than either of them intended. [Excerpt] Lance meant to pull away when Ansel stepped closer, but his body didn’t move. Ansel’s hand hovered near his jaw, just close enough to make Lance’s breath catch. “Do you understand what you agreed to?” Ansel asked quietly. Lance swallowed. “You’re paying off my debt. I stay with you for three months. That’s it.” A hint of a smile tugged at Ansel’s mouth, which made him more dangerous because of it. “No, Lance. That’s the surface of it. I want you to hear the truth.” Lance’s pulse stumbled. Ansel leaned in just enough that Lance could feel the warmth of his breath. “I’m going to take up space in your life. I’m going to have you when I want you. I’m going to learn every weakness you try to hide, and I will use them. I will claim you, piece by piece, until you can’t tell where your choices end and mine begin.” Lance exhaled shakily. “Do you worst Mr. Lowell, I can handle it.”

Clyde Aldric would have ascended his throne as the CEO of his family's billion dollars company if it weren't for a Beta falling into his arms begging for a help. Born to a distinguished elite Alpha family as the only surviving male heir, the grave mistake he committed that night with a Beta earned him nothing but a great danger to his own future… However, amidst his hazy vision Clyde found that he wasn't taking any ordinary person to his bed... That golden hair and honey-like eyes…. They sparked the flame of rebellion within his heart! With enemies lurking in the dark trying to prevent him from inheriting the Falcon throne, it wasn't time for him to play around. He should be looking for a powerful Alpha female as a mate, but why couldn't he forget that Beta? His sweet smell, his burning skin, his anger, his dangerous mind... Clyde wanted it all! Now that there’s no going back for everything that happened between them, would he risk his life and everything to keep the fire that continued to burn his passion? *** Ryley was wrong to think that being kind and forgiving would ensure his safety in the modeling world. His sister called him out of the blue, the blond agreed to have a dinner with her thinking it would be a sweet family reunion. But who would have thought that he would find himself waking up in a strange hotel room with all his limbs going numb and someone he didn't know climbing on him! Ryley struggled to escape, and once he managed to get past the door, he unknowingly fell into an Alpha's embrace. All he could remember from that time was how fate pushed them into a bittersweet journey to reveal the truth... He had a secret about his real identity that he had to guard tight especially from Alphas, yet he needed that Alpha to get back at people who hurt him. What should he do? *** Tags: Action, Drama, Revenge, Conspiracy, Mystery, Superpower Get ready to be entangled in the threads of conspiracy, intrigues and betrayals, also a journey of two mortal enemies trying to fight the dire fate that the world forced upon them! [Warning: Mature content 18+, BL, Omegaverse/ 4-verse] *** Join my discord server: https://discord.gg/JU3XsnJzpS *Thank you for reading!*

"Forgive me, my soul," he said, knowing it was probably the last time he would see the love of his life. *** Simply put, King Agust was the devil in plain clothes. A raging lycan with an unwavering desire to wipe out werewolves, he was the ultimate danger to a race whose only mistake, was bearing the same blood as that of his father. Broken and damaged by his father, a werewolf alpha, Agust hated wolves with all he had and didn't have. To him, they were pathetic beings that needed to be snuffed out, and like a mad king, he made their lives so difficult the only option the wolves had left, was to hide. So when he met Park, one of the strongest werewolf alphas, who didn't take shit from no one, hated him, and who was determined to protect the werewolf race, Agust knew he found his match. What he didn't expect, was for the alpha who hated him so much, to be his mate, and reject him on the same day they met. As if that wasn't bad enough, when his lycans attacked Park's pack, Agust sentenced them to mass murder, an action that triggered a revolution. But strangely, the only thing Agust cared for, was the one man who made him weak in the knees. Alpha Park. Would Agust win both wars?

Neon is a broke high school student whose only escape is reading Omegaverse novels. He’s a loyal reader—he devours every single Omegaverse story he can get his hands on. His favorite right now? Angel in Hell, a bestselling novel he loves with all his heart. Neon adores everything about it… except one thing: Zyren Kael. A D-class Alpha. The villain. The nightmare of the whole book. Villains are meant to be hated, but Zyren is on another level—cruel, stupid, obsessive, and always ruining the precious omega Angel’s life. Neon curses him every time he appears on the page. But the night he finishes the novel, Neon dies in an accident. And when he opens his eyes again… he’s not in his tiny cheap apartment. He’s lying in a luxurious bedroom inside an expensive mansion— reborn as Zyren Kael, the villain he hates the most. Neon swears he will NOT follow the villain’s tragic path. He refuses to be cruel. He refuses to follow the book’s script. He plans to live quietly, avoid trouble, marry a side-character beta, and spend his days peacefully. But the novel itself refuses to follow its own plot. So why— Why are all the male leads obsessed with him? Why is the main character suddenly in love with him? Why is everyone chasing after him? Why does the world treat him like he’s the true protagonist? He was supposed to be the villain. So why does he feel like the main character instead? What on earth is happening to this story…?

“I like you,” he said with a serious expression. “I don’t know what to do, but I really do.” “I’m sorry,” I said softly, “but I don’t feel that way about you. Please give up.” “No.” “…” “You must not have done enough good deeds in your past life. To have someone like me like you… just accept it, because no matter what, I’m not giving up.” “Then I’ll go do some good deeds.” “I’ll take you.” I sighed several times. Since he confessed his love, my life has never been peaceful. If it were anyone else, they would have given up after being rejected so directly, but he wasn’t. He was stubborn, didn’t listen to anyone, and was incredibly self-centered. “I don’t need much. I just want to be by your side.”

Paradise. A place I’d only heard whispered about in stories too bright, too perfect, too impossible to be real. Yet running for my life through the Forest Packs dragged me straight into the arms of the one place I never believed existed: Novaterra Pack. The paradise of shifters. The kingdom that rivaled human nations. The home of the Alpha King himself. And somehow… they accepted me. A runaway. A branded traitor. A boy with no pack number, no family, and a past wrapped in blood. I told myself I was here temporarily. Just until they figured out who I really was and tossed me to the wolves like I deserved. But then I saw him. The man with the red eyes. Kastiel Novaterra. The Alpha King who built paradise with his bare hands. The one man I should never look at, never want, never crave. His presence terrifies me. His gaze burns through my lies. And his scent makes my knees weak in ways I never believed were real. Falling in love is the last thing I should be doing in a place that isn’t meant to be my home. But the more I try to run from him… the more Paradise itself pulls me in. And Kastiel. Kastiel never lets go of what’s his.

Look, I’m Riven Kael. Twenty-eight, data analyst, zero ambition beyond paying rent and avoiding small talk. My life was spreadsheets, instant ramen, and the occasional ghost I pretended not to see. Then one mandatory company gala, because of course it was mandatory, turned into the universe’s worst prank. I touched a cursed amulet. I just touched it. Next thing I know, I’m waking up in a penthouse that costs more than my entire bloodline, sporting a glowing marriage sigil on my wrist, legally and magically hitched to Azryth Valek. Yes, that Azryth Valek. The CEO of half the planet, a walking sin in a three-piece suit, an ancient demon lord who was literally sealed inside said amulet until I accidentally set him free. He says we’re bound. Separation means both of us die slowly and painfully. Soul-consumption optional but very much on the table if I’m stupid enough to fall for him. Which, newsflash, I am not. I’m not. Shut up. So now I’m living with an unfortunately hot CEO from hell, dodging assassination attempts disguised as corporate mergers, banishing spirits that show up at my desk like unpaid interns, and pretending we’re a power couple for the cameras while he smirks like he knows exactly how much I want to strangle him. Or kiss him. Or both. Brain, we are not doing this. I didn’t sign up for boardroom battles, multiversal rifts, or the terrifying realization that the arrogant demon who ruined my life might be the only one who truly sees me. But here I am. Still complaining, still fighting, still falling, against every shred of common sense, hopelessly, stupidly, irrevocably in love. Because when the universe marries you to the devil, it doesn’t ask for consent. It just hands you the ring. And damn it, I’m keeping it.

Liang Jinhui is the youngest grandmaster to ever dominate the international chess stage—a player described as surgical, emotionless, inevitable. In the final round of the world championship, beneath blinding lights and the suffocating gaze of millions, he dismantles his trembling opponent with flawless precision. Every move unfolds exactly as he predicted. Every sacrifice is calculated. When the white king falls, the world crowns him champion. And then his phone vibrates. Moments after his victory, before the applause has even faded, a message appears on his screen, displayed against a black screen and a digital chessboard frozen in mid-position. “You once reached the endgame. Do you dare resume the match?” What begins as a cryptic provocation quickly spirals into something far more dangerous. Each move he makes on the app triggers consequences in reality. Powerful figures begin to watch him. Strangers seem to anticipate his decisions. The boundaries between strategy and survival blur. Behind him stands a silent, dangerous protector—sharp-eyed, unwavering, willing to pull the trigger if the board demands it. Together, they are drawn into the Infinite Night, a hidden arena where players are forced into a game far beyond trophies and titles. Here, kings bleed. Pieces breathe. And victory requires more than brilliance. Liang Jinhui has always controlled the board. But in this new game, someone else may be controlling him.

Suo Ran’s life changes the day he’s assigned to protect a mysterious scroll one tied to his father’s death and a conspiracy powerful enough to erase lives. Cai Lang, cold and unreadable, should have been just another rival. Instead, he becomes the one person Suo Ran can’t stay away from… until betrayal shatters everything between them. Lian Ziho stands at his side through it all loyal, gentle, and hiding feelings he knows may never be returned. As secrets surface, memories are lost, and enemies close in, Suo Ran is forced to choose between love, truth, and survival. Because the scroll is more than an artifact. It is a curse tied to nine lives and Suo Ran may already be living his last.

The story follows Bai Liu, who, after losing his job, becomes involved with multiple unavoidable horror live-streaming games full of various monsters and players with killing intent, putting the players’ lives at stake.

The first thing he realized when he opened his eyes was simple. This was not his room. And this was not his body. Reincarnation? A second chance? No. He was no hero. In his previous life, he reveled in destruction. He had taken a life without remorse. If there was justice in the universe, he should have fallen into hell—not awakened in a luxurious manor a century into the future. Outside the massive glass windows, a suffocating green mist swallowed the world. Toxic fog. A ruined civilization. A future shaped by the greed of powerful men. This wasn’t salvation. It felt more a like punishment. Alone in an isolated estate, abandoned by a distant father and overshadowed by gifted siblings, the body he now inhabits belongs to a forgotten fifth son—rich, neglected, and conveniently invisible... Perfect. No one would notice if he wasn’t the original anymore. While searching for answers, he discovers something familiar. A game. YGGDRASIL. A name pulled straight from a novel he once read. Coincidence? Fate? Or something far more sinister? With unlimited funds and nothing holding him back, he purchases the most advanced full-dive system and requests a custom character—one that goes beyond the game’s normal limits. And when he finally logs in… He does not create a hero. He becomes something else. ------- Warning : This story contains BL (Boys’ Love) and yaoi themes. Some readers may not feel comfortable reading this type of content, and that’s completely fine. Everyone has different preferences. If this genre isn’t for you, please feel free to skip it. However, I kindly ask that you refrain from leaving hateful or disrespectful comments. Let’s keep the space respectful for those who wish to enjoy the story. I hope you enjoy reading it, and thank you for understanding and for giving this story a chance.

Noel... Hollywood's beloved A-list darling... has two secrets: 1. He's gay. 2. He plans to retire after his final film and finally live openly for the first time in his life. But fate has never liked him. During the final scene of his tragic romance movie, the heroine is supposed to pretend to stab him. Instead... she grabs the wrong knife. A real one. Thanks to that, Noel dies on set. And wakes up inside the very movie he was filming. Now reborn as Noel Hartwell, the spoiled youngest son of a wealthy noble family in a European-styled 1900s world, he quickly realises two things: One: He is engaged to Evelina... the same obsessive heroine who murdered him, the male lead, in the film. Two: He absolutely refuses to die for romance a second time. Breaking the engagement should solve everything... except his new family won't allow it, Evelina falls even more violently in love with him, and the scripts of both fate and insanity seem determined to drag him to the same bloody ending. And then there are the men. THE MEN!!! Noel just wanted a calm retirement. A peaceful life. Maybe even a normal romantic relationship with a man... something he was never brave enough to pursue before in his original life. Instead, he gets a death flag... infested engagement, four dangerously attractive men circling him for reasons he does NOT understand, and a story that keeps twisting the harder he tries to escape it. He refuses to die like the original male lead. He refuses to follow the script. And he definitely refuses to fall in love with anyone who could stab him in the future. This time, Gay Romeo isn't dying for anybody. Not the heroine. Not fate. And especially not for some brooding hot guys with unfair shoulders and massive weapons of destruction under their zippers But he might accidentally seduce half the cast while trying not to.

You would think being thrown into a world where death is nothing but common it would majorly suck. well yes, it would indeed suck. but you know what would be even worse? being thrown into an even worser version of the world where it's almost impossible to survive. Yeah, that's what happened to me. Never thought I would be thrown into the kaizo version of Rain World. I don't even have any powers. I'm just a simple Slugcat with pink fur... why did it have to be Pink... How have I not gone insane yet? (Basically, some random loser gets isekai'd into Inv's Campaign) Hey, author here, first of all no, this is not some translated story. This is MY story based off the game Rain World. The Story Mainly surrounds a special character you unlock in one of the games dlc's. If you've never played Rain World before then you'll definitely be a bit confused reading this. I highly encourage checking out the game to get a better idea on things if you do end up reading my story. you won't regret it! Trust! or you could just look up the wiki or some gameplay if you can't. No guarantee on consistent chapters. we'll see how that goes. (Also, I see barely any Rain World Fan Fiction on here which is surprising.) Fanfiction section on web novel is full of translated stuff, it's kinda sad to see.

The twins were just devoted readers—passionate, but always unsatisfied. Their favorite manhwa, "Fuck you Bad Ending!", held a special place in their hearts. They donated and sent gifts to the author every month, a testament to how much they cherished this story. But when the author shattered their dreams by pairing the female lead with a different love interest than their favorite male character, the twins saw red. After the series ended, their disappointment turned to frustration. They bombarded the author across every platform—email, Instagram, Twitter, everything! Months of complaints went ignored; the author wouldn’t budge. Then, one day, something unexpected happened… {Would you like to reincarnate into the world of 'Fuck you Bad Ending!'?} A mysterious notification appeared before their eyes! Will the twins accept this offer and dive into the manhwa world? And if they do, how far will they go to rewrite the story’s romance? Of course, they’ll do anything to make their ship sail—no matter the cost!

#DarkRomance #ModernRoyalty #PossessiveAlpha #DominantOmega #AlphaDominant #RoyalCourt #ForcedEngagement #SlowBurn #ABO #PowerImbalance #ChosenMate #PoliticalMarriage Dean Fitzgeralt has spent his life protected by power, choice, and the careful distance his family built around him. As a dominant omega born into one of the Empire’s most influential houses, he knows what the world expects of him and how carefully those expectations must be managed. When political pressure closes in, Dean makes a choice meant to end a growing diplomatic standoff: he accepts an engagement to Crown Prince Arion of Alamina without truly knowing the man behind the proposal. Arion is a dominant alpha whose power comes with a brutal truth: without a mate, he is dangerously close to madness. If he goes berserk, entire regions could pay the price. Dean is the only solution. Now bound by his choice, Dean must leave everything familiar behind and step into Alamina’s court, where patience is lethal, possession is quiet but absolute, and Arion’s restraint rests on him alone. He chose this willingly. What he didn’t know was how dangerous being chosen back would be. Order of Books: [BL] Reborn as the Empire’s Most Desired Omega Caught by the Mad Alpha King Taming the Wild Beast of Alamina

"My memory... hehe. King Robert Baratheon... murdered by a pig. Give me something for the pain, and let me die." What eloquent last words for a king. But Robert had never been an eloquent man. Not as a rowdy young man. Not as the leader of the Rebellion that put an end to the Targaryen Dynasty. Not as the first non-Targaryen ruler of the Seven Kingdoms. He wasn't about to turn into a damn poet on his deathbed. But I'll leave my legacy behind…oh, Seven fucking Hells, who am I kidding? What grand legacy had he left? Half a kingdom in debt to Tywin Lannister? Another half in debt to the Iron Bank? A queen who might spit on his corpse? A demon son who spent his youth butchering cats? Tommen and Myrcella were sweet natured, it's true, but they were not his heirs. And now he, a once proud, powerful warrior, was dying a fat, drunken whoremonger who'd been killed while making an ass of himself, trying to hunt. If anything, I left the realm worse than I found it. Even if I did rid the world of the Targaryens. For all the good it did. It hadn't stopped the nightmares. In his dreams, he killed Rhaegar every damn night, but it was never enough. He could drive his war hammer into Rhaegar's heart a thousand times and it would not soothe the aching, the longing, in his own. It would not bring his beloved Lyanna back to life. It would not chase the eternal grief from Ned's eyes. Eyes that were once alight with youthful exuberance as they grew up together in the Vale. I avenged her. I avenged her father and her brother. And yet ultimately I fought for nothing. It didn't bring her back. It hasn't even brought me comfort now, on my death bed. Grief that milk of the poppy could not swallow wrapped its tendrils around Robert's heart, squeezing painfully, as it often did. He would gladly trade the seventeen years he spent as King if only he could turn back the hands of time. He would protect Lyanna before Rhaegar could abscond with her. Or he would have rescued her in time. He would have warned Brandon and Rickard Stark to stay away from King's Landing… If I had half so much gold as I do wishes and regrets. I'd leave Joffrey an overflowing treasury. At least he would not regret for much longer, not now as his vision grew hazy and black. Soon, it would all leave him. The grief and the sorrow would not follow him into death. But as the last whispers of consciousness faded from his dying mind, a single thought lingered on: I'd trade everything to go back… Thank you for reading! If you are enjoying the story, please consider supporting me on Patreon. Patrons get access to advance chapters and help make it possible for me to keep writing. You can find me at: patreon.com/MaegorPotter