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In the quiet coastal town of Whitby, safety begins not with passion—but with firelight. Willow Smith, a guarded gothic chef-in-training from a working-class Japanese-British family, has spent her life learning how to survive raised voices and broken trust. Michael Jensen, a world-class chef carrying the invisible scars of wealth, neglect, and childhood abuse, arrives at her kitchen like a man who has mastered control but never known gentleness. Their connection does not explode into love. It settles. Through shared shifts, late-night walks along the pier, and the steady tending of a wood-fired oven, they build something rare: a relationship rooted in safety before desire. For Willow, Michael becomes the first man whose voice does not make her flinch. For Michael, Willow becomes the first place where he can rest without performing strength. But safety is fragile. Enter Samantha Shaw—wealthy, composed, and dangerously perceptive. She pulls Michael back into a world of power, manipulation, and inherited expectation. Under her influence, London becomes a place of isolation and addiction, where control disguises itself as care. As Samantha slowly rewrites Michael’s reality, Whitby begins to feel like a distant dream. Then comes the storm. A violent confrontation. A desperate drive through fog. A crash that fractures more than bone. Michael survives—but wakes without memory of the woman who loved him. What follows is not simply a battle for romance, but a battle for identity. As Samantha gaslights him into believing Whitby was a hallucination born of drug use and trauma, Willow refuses to surrender the truth. Because love, she believes, does not live only in memory. It lives in the body. When Michael returns to Whitby by chance, something stirs beneath the blankness. His hands remember heat. His instincts protect. His heart aches without knowing why. In the warmth of Fields of Waves and the quiet resilience of the woman he once chose, fragments begin to surface. Faded Memories is a slow-burning gothic romance about trauma, gaslighting, chosen family, and the radical power of gentleness. It asks a haunting question: If the mind forgets love— can the body still find its way home? And in the end, the answer is not remembering. It is choosing.

"You can cage me, but you can never tame me." She moved closer to him, her eyes wide as she glared at him prepared to spit her venom, "I, Althea Williams will never love you." *** Meet Althea Williams, a brazen but naive human girl who only came of age recently and was ready to wed her beloved. As a young girl, all she was taught was how to be a good wife to her betrothed, the prince. An idea she hated but have come to accept as she had fallen madly in love with him just like every other girl in Ravenshore kingdom. Her dream was simple. Get married to the prince, become the next queen of Ravenshore, have as many kids as her womb could carry, and live happily ever after with her king by her side. Never did she imagine a day will come when all the beautiful dreams she had would crash in front of her when the most powerful alpha will claim her as his mate. Worse he already had a mate, which means she was the SECOND WIFE. Unacceptable! He must let her go, she would do everything to make that happen. He should better be prepared, for all those years she spent learning decorum will be thrown out the window and she would unleash the very demon her mother always termed as "unlike lady-like" on him. *** To avoid his mate, Alpha Nathaniel journeyed to the human kingdom for a festival. He was getting bored with the number of people sucking up to him and was about to leave but then… MATE! His wolf jumped excitedly. His wolf was barely excited when they recognized their first mate. So there you have it, your first polygamous Alpha or is there more to it than what meets the eyes? *** He wanted her, she hated him. Watch as Alpha Nathaniel tries to win the heart of his second mate while she makes things difficult for him in the worst way possible.

Driven by his determination to secure custody of his children, billionaire Kerill Wang is forced to hire a woman to act as their mother for three months. That decision leads him to Charlene Rosarios, a simple provincial girl who comes to Manila in search of work. He offers her a contract worth one million pesos and in her desperation, she accepts, unaware that she is about to step through the gates of hell. Kerill’s children are anything but kind. Used to seeing their father introduce a different woman into their lives again and again, they do everything they can to drive Charlene away. Will Charlene survive the cruelty she must endure inside that massive mansion? How long can she tolerate Kerill’s cold, cutting words about who she is? Will she ever win the hearts of the children? Follow this heartfelt story filled with humor, pain, and love, a journey that begins with nothing more than a signed contract. Can true love be found when everything is only meant to last for three months?

1000 Years after the Six Demon Calamity, humans were on a brink of extinction. Forced to reproduce with other races, humanity formed an agreement with the world's society: The Omni-Race Agreement. Upon turning 18, every man were to copulate with a race corresponding to the elder's choosing. A frail young man living in the outskirts was forced to have intercourse with a Succubus. However, when the night ends, he finds out that he was marked by a Succubus and has now turned into a woman! Now reborn, carrying the legacy of desire, she must navigate a world of lust, magic, and power! In a world where humanity survives by sacrifice… will she have what it takes to carry it's burdens?

MalexMale hot hot hot scenes alert!!! Genre: Guide verse, Action, Romance, Smut, R18, LGBT, Boylove Blur: “If you’re a student, then go to school properly. Stop talking about saving the world all day long, even if you’re an S-rank Esper!” Once again, it was a day where I kicked Jo Hyun out of Team 7’s office. The kid wasn’t even eighteen yet, but he kept insisting on becoming an Esper. “But I have to become the strongest Esper. Only then can I become your Partner, Kim Jun-Hyung!” No matter how adorably you look at me with those sparkling eyes, it won’t work. I’m an S-rank Guide who can sleep with anyone I like, but I will absolutely never touch a high school student! “Hyung definitely belongs to me! I’ll never let anyone else touch Hyung!” And this kid has even started demanding exclusive possession of me! Jo Hyun, at the very least, graduated from high school first!!! … “Kim Jun-Hyung, I thought you were just going to let me die…” “Shut up and let your waist do what it’s supposed to do!” “Damn it, don’t bite like you’re a dog!” “Hyung, woof woof!” Tag: Seductive Bottom, Free-spirited Bottom, Older Bottom, Powerful Bottom, Younger Top, Puppy-type Top, Possessive Top, Powerful Top, Guide Verse, Top pursuing Bottom Series: Loving In The Apocalypse Books In the Series (3 more in this year) Obsessed By A Crazy Baby Puppy Esper Taming An Badass SS Rank Esper Involved With A Perverted SS Rank Esper How To Be Loved By A Badly Criminal Esper

The story is about a brave village girl named Meera who is different from others. While people in her village fear storms, Meera feels strong and alive during them. She dreams of becoming a pilot one day, even though society expects her to live a quiet and simple life. One night, a terrible cyclone hits the village while her father is still at sea. Risking her life, Meera fights against the raging storm to save him. Her courage inspires the villagers, and she becomes a symbol of bravery. Years later, Meera fulfills her dream and returns to the village as a successful pilot. The story shows that storms in life do not come to destroy us but to reveal our true strength.

He won her in a bidding war. She expected chains. Instead, he offered chaos, and something dangerously close to freedom. Anastasia was raised in the temple, carved from childhood with sacred runes. Each one a blood-soaked tribute to the gods she never chose. A weapon, a symbol, a prize passed from hand to hand, a body to be used and sold. When the temples auction her off, she’s prepared to survive whatever comes next. She’s not prepared for him. Malvor, the God of Chaos, is all smirks and swagger, crowned in mischief and dressed like temptation itself. But beneath the theatrics is a being hiding his own scars. Some emotional, some eternal. He doesn’t want obedience. He wants fire, challenge and most dangerous of all her. And Anastasia? She’s done playing the part of the willing doll. She’s dangerous, defiant, and not afraid to bite the hand that tries to claim her. Now, caught in a realm where illusions have teeth and gods play games with mortal lives, the only thing more reckless than trusting Malvor… is falling for him. This isn’t a love story. It’s healing wrapped in heat. It’s trauma, chaos, and slow, aching desire. It starts with a woman who was never meant to survive. But did. And came back sharper.

Isla thought she had escaped her toxic marriage, until her past walks back into her life. When she becomes an employee to a well-known company under the control of a powerful and dangerously captivating CEO, she never expects to fall for him. But as passion ignites and secrets unfold, her manipulative ex resurfaces, determined to reclaim what he believes is still his. Now Isla must choose: fear or a love worth fighting for.

CONTENT WARNING This story is intended for a mature audience and contains graphic, intense scenes that may be disturbing to some readers. Reader discretion is strongly advised. DON'T FUCK ME OR YOU DIE... Camilla Gray's loneliness ended when she found a family in the Harts—and a fierce, consuming love in their son, Bran. Their wedding day was soft and sunlit. The kind of day that makes you believe in forever. It shattered on their wedding night. He died inside her. Years later, Camilla isn't healing. She's surviving. She lives as a servant in her own home, enduring the venomous blame of Bran's family, who are convinced she killed him. She's starting to believe them. Then a stranger steps out of the rain. Lucian Thorne is a trillionaire whose calm is more terrifying than any rage. He holds a contract bearing Bran's signature—and hers. To settle an unimaginable debt, Bran sold her. Now Lucian has come to collect. Camilla faces an impossible choice: remain in a prison of grief and contempt, or walk into a gilded cage owned by a man who sees her not as a person—but as collateral. This is not a story about moving on. This is a story about what happens when the only way out is to sell yourself to the person who already owns you. Genres: Dark Romance | Psychological Thriller | New Adult | Tragedy

Echo Craft was the most promising sorceress Dark Nexus ever trained — until she accidentally uncovered evidence of a bloodline conspiracy and they threw her out to protect their secrets. Disgraced and desperate, she accepts an offer she knows is dangerous: submit to the Obsidian Binding, a ritual that chains her to three powerful men, and earn her redemption. She tells herself she can control it. She's wrong. Crohm LaTornio, the exiled shadow prince, wants her soul anchored to his lost kingdom. Kaedyn Nohta, a cursed assassin haunted by the dead he can't stop hearing, wants her because she's the only thing that silences them. Baryn Subodh, born from the living void itself, wants her because she makes him feel real. They were all lied to about what the ritual would cost. So was she. The Covenant doesn't want Echo redeemed. They want her broken — cracked open from the inside so something ancient and hungry can pour through. Her bloodline was chosen generations ago. Her ancestors didn't die. They were erased. And she's the last one left. Now a mercenary named Bear is hunting her on the Covenant's orders, fighting an obsession he didn't plan for. And Danel — a fallen angel old enough to remember what the gods buried — is watching her transformation with the kind of interest that feels like the end of everything. The bond is rewriting her. Her body, her mind, her hunger. She can feel them — their rage, their guilt, their emptiness — bleeding into her like ink into water. She should want to break free. She's not sure she does anymore. Obsidian Mercy is a dark fantasy reverse harem romance featuring blood magic, morally complex antiheroes, explicit content, and a heroine who doesn't get rescued — she gets remade.

For centuries, the Veil has separated the Mystic Realm from the Human World protected by Guardians who eliminate anything that threatens its stability. Kael Auren Vale is one of them. When an unexplained surge tears through the Veil, the Council identifies its source as a forbidden hybrid an anomaly born from blood that should never have mixed. His orders are clear: locate and destroy the threat. The threat is Elara a young woman who awakens powers she never knew she possessed. But as her abilities destabilize both realms, and as forbidden emotions begin to form between hunter and target, Kael faces a choice: Obey the Council and erase her existence… Or defy his duty and risk unleashing chaos that could consume both worlds. In a realm built on control, love becomes the most dangerous violation.

They came together through a random online group chat on Instagram. At first, they didn’t even like each other. But who knew they had so much to talk about? With every conversation came realizations—and with those realizations came a wind that swept them into a journey of love and heartbreak. They thought it was over… but was it really? Now, fate brings them together once more, with questions: If it's a coincidence once more, or fate playing its game? And what happens when two people stand against each other, ready to mold even destiny to their will… just to get her?

No feelings involved—until he became obsessed. ||Mature content|| Desperate to save her mother and escape her father’s debt, Alina signs a sudden contract marriage with Damian Thorn—the powerful heir of the Thorn family. But the man she expected to fear becomes her unexpected protector, spoiling her and tearing down her defenses piece by piece. Alina wanted safety. Instead, she stepped into a world where love is dangerous… And her husband might be the biggest danger of all. Cover by Tieu Man Thau pinterest

Vanessa Smith,a smart, driven, woman who is ready to prove she belongs in the corporate world. Landing a position at Drake Enterprises is the opportunity of a lifetime,but working under Alexander Drake is nothing like she expected. Cold. Calculated. Intimidating.Alexander doesn’t just challenge her professionally, he pushes her in ways that leave her unsettled and strangely drawn to him. But Alexander isn’t just a powerful billionaire with impossible standards. He’s hiding something Because in a world where power and love collide, falling for the wrong man could cost her everything.

Family is a luxury not everyone can afford. Adelyn learned that the day Clara returned to the Scott family —and she quietly stopped belonging. No one abused her. No one hurt her openly. But the love that was once hers alone became divided. The attention that once chose her … became something she had to borrow. And whenever something precious stood between her and Clara —Adelyn was the one asked to let go. Not once. Not twice. But every single time. Her dreams. Her choices. Her place in the family. Her heart didn’t break in a single moment —it wore down slowly … until nothing remained worth fighting for. So, she erased herself from their world. Not in anger. Not in revenge. But to save what little of herself was left. ————— Seven years later, Adelyn returned. Not for the Scott family. Not for their love. She came back for the dreams she was once forced to abandon —and this time, nothing would be taken from her. No compromises. No sacrifices. Only her life. Her rules. She breathed in freedom. “No family…no shackles.” But just then— Two small arms wrapped around her legs. She stiffened. Looking down, she met a pair of familiar doe eyes staring up at her with unwavering trust. “Mama … Eira waited long for you. Don’t leave again.” …Mama? Before she could understand or react, a tall shadow fell over them. A man stood there —gaze sharp, cold, claiming —looking at her like she had belonged to him. “You dared to show up again?” Adelyn felt clueless. She would have asked him what he meant, however — Before she could speak — the ground vanished beneath her feet. A powerful arm lifted her effortlessly. “Since you dared …” his voice dropped —low, restrained, dangerous. “Don’t think of escaping again.

Song Yue grew up in Nie Rougang's home, raised and protected by him for eighteen years. She clings to him with her whole heart, but now that she’s grown up, Nie Rougang insists she must move out and return to her grandfather’s house. Song Yue refuses to let go and keeps sneaking back, causing chaos until Nie Rougang finally explodes and drives her out of the villa. Hurt and angry, Song Yue runs away from home with her best friend Lan Xia. With no money and nowhere to stay, the two girls end up taking a part-time job selling adult products in a nightclub. There, Song Yue accidentally provokes Li Meiran—a powerful, dangerous man with a violent temper. Things quickly get out of control, and Li Meiran tries to force himself on her. Just when Song Yue thinks she’s doomed, Nie Rougang storms in with a gun, facing off with Li Meiran in a deadly standoff. Song Yue escapes through a window, but trouble doesn’t end there—the moment she thinks she’s safe, she runs into a furious, ice-cold Nie Rougang, who isn’t done with her yet. A story of obsession, danger, jealousy, and a love that neither side can escape.

Aloof. Dangerous. Untouchable. Lorenzo Moretti is a billionaire mafia boss who controls the city and he doesn’t answer to anyone. His world is precise, powerful, and dangerous… until Elena steps into his life. Curious, defiant, and unafraid, she draws his attention in ways no one else has. Their connection is intense, addictive, and dangerous. Every interaction pulls Elena deeper into a world of power, obsession, and dark desire a world where Lorenzo decides the rules, and she must learn to navigate them… or be consumed. Dark romance, toxic obsession, and an untouchable male lead.

[Warning: Mature Content] In the world of magic, amidst various species, there existed the Lumens. They were highly coveted for their blood and their extraordinary powers. ​ Amongst them was a Lumen Princess named Evelyn, an ethereal beauty, who lived her entire life believing she was weak and powerless. Abandoned by her father, abused by her stepmother & tormented by her brother, she never knew love. Shunned by society, she spent her entire life as a caged bird. ​But things start to change when Evelyn is sent to the infamous Blood Moon Academy on her eighteenth birthday, under the guise of completing her further education. ​The twist? The academy is situated in a kingdom of vampires. Terrified to be a walking delicacy amongst the creatures of the night, all it took was one fateful encounter to meet the most powerful predator alive—the crown prince of Versailles, Ivan Ignia De Ashen. He was drop-dead gorgeous and considered to be the epitome of perfection. He appeared as cold as ice, but was a raging inferno within, ready to burn anyone who dared to step into his breathing space. ​He warns her to stay away, but fate has its own plan. What will she do when he decides to claim her as his? ​Thrown together in a royal gothic academy full of power-hungry nobles, twisted professors, and more secrets than spellbooks, what truth will they uncover about their bloodlines and their past? ​ With enemies lurking in the shadows and ancient darkness threatening to rise again, what happens when the secrets about them begin to unravel? Excerpt- He finally moved his sinful lips and said "Hm, I'll help you catch up with your studies" he said, pausing for a moment before continuing "I don't usually do this....help, I mean. But since your progress also affects me, that's the only reason I'll help you this time." "Though, Princess, there are a couple of things I need you to keep in mind, before we move forward." When she nodded he continued, "I don't like wasting time. So when I call, you come. I don't appreciate anyone being intrusive about my matters, so I'd prefer if you keep any curious thoughts to yourself." "And lastly..," He leaned in slightly, maintaining steady eye contact with her. His voice dropped to a low, almost warning tone. "Don't fall in love with me. I don't do love. And the minute I find you show any signs of clinginess… that's when you'll pay the price." ..... "My payment would be…your blood." His eyes suddenly turned serious as he continued, "You shall never offer your blood to anyone else throughout your academic years...meaning you will never serve anyone else." Eve stood stunned, her breath caught in her throat as she waited for him to finish. Then he leaned in, his lips barely an inch from hers, and whispered, "Except me." The only word that kept echoing in her mind was 'blood'....and she could see she was becoming something rare in his eyes. A delicacy reserved for the devil himself. The book cover is mine, don't use it!

Willow wakes in a hospital bed injured, medicated, and alone. She is informed that her life, as she understood it, ended weeks earlier. Her fiancé is there. Calm. Controlled. He explains that they broke up before the accident and that the separation was mutual. He says he remained by her side only out of decency. He is already involved with someone else, his boss’s daughter, and speaks as though this version of events has always been established fact. No one in the room challenges him. The doctors attribute Willow’s disbelief to concussion and trauma. Nurses lower their voices and repeat the same explanation with careful reassurance until it becomes official, documented, and final. Each repetition strips away her certainty, replacing memory with doubt. When Willow looks to the one person who could contradict him, she finds no relief. Her fiancé’s closest friend, a man who has never hidden his dislike for her, says nothing. He offers a brief nod that confirms the narrative without words. With that single gesture, the past is closed. Every detail they present contradicts what Willow knows she lived. Weeks have been erased. Conversations have been rewritten. A relationship has been reassigned without her consent. If she resists, she will be labeled unstable, emotional, and unreliable. She will be the only one insisting that reality has been altered. So Willow stays silent. Within that silence, something colder begins to take shape. She begins to question why her fiancé needed the past rewritten at a moment when she cannot safely object. She begins to wonder why his closest friend chose this precise moment to agree. She begins to realize that decisions were made about her while she lay unconscious and defenseless. The Quietest Knife is a dark psychological romance centered on gaslighting, betrayal, and power disguised as care. It follows a slow, deliberate descent into manipulation, control, and revenge, where harm is inflicted quietly and authority wears the mask of concern. This is not a story about forgetting. It is a story about being rewritten calmly, professionally, and without resistance.

BOOK TWO OF THE HAMILTON SERIES WARNING: A Regency Era novel. Adult content with detailed smut…Read at you own risk⚠️⛔️ Genre: Historical Romance / Smut / Enemies-to-Lovers / Mystery / Comedy [Book Two of the Hamilton Series. Can be read as a standalone, but better enjoyed after Lady Ines’ Scandalous Hobby.] To the world, Duke Rowan Hamilton is the perfect gentleman. But in the bedroom, he is a man possessed. Rowan Hamilton has it all: a Ducal title, the face of a fallen angel, and a smile that makes debutantes faint. He is the "Golden Duke"—charming, responsible, and utterly adored by society. But it’s all a lie. Beneath the coats and polite manners, Rowan is a man haunted by a ghost. For three years, he has remained faithful to the memory of a masked woman who stole a kiss, bested him at a game of chance, and vanished into the night. He doesn't want any one as his wife; he wants her. When his domineering aunt tires of his bachelorhood, she hires London’s most notorious underground matchmaker to force the issue. Enter Miss Delaney Kingsley. She is sharp-tongued, infuriatingly competent, and entirely unimpressed by his title. Her mission? To drag Rowan to the altar with the season’s "Diamond," Lady Celine, within three months to collect the juicy payment Rowan’s aunt had to offer. Rowan intends to fire the meddlesome woman. But when Delaney looks at him with those hazel, intelligent eyes and orders him around like a young lad, he feels the first spark of life he’s felt in years. He decides to play her game. He will let her "coach" him on how to woo a lady. He will let her teach him how to dance, how to flirt, and how to seduce. But he has no intention of using those lessons on Lady Celine. "You were hired to find me a Duchess, Miss Kingsley. But the only person I want in my duchy and in my bed... is you." As the lessons turn into forbidden nights and the bickering turns into scorching passion, Rowan begins to suspect that his matchmaker is hiding a secret of her own. She moves like a shadow, handles a rifle like a soldier, and tastes exactly like the ghost he’s been hunting for three years. What to Expect: * The Golden Retriever Duke: Who turns into a possessive Alpha behind closed doors. * The Matchmaker Trope: She’s trying to marry him off; he’s trying to take her clothes off. * High Heat: Slow burn that explodes into intense smut. * Competence Kink: He falls harder every time she bosses him around. * Cameos: Featuring the chaotic domestic life of Duchess Ines and Duke Carcel (and their baby Harry!). Excerpt: "Your Grace, please focus," Delaney snapped, adjusting his cravat with efficient, gloved hands. "Lady Celine is waiting in the ballroom. You must look at her as if she is the only woman in the world." Rowan caught her wrist, stopping her movements. He stepped into her space, backing her against the heavy oak door of the study, his "Golden Boy" mask slipping to reveal the hunger beneath. "And how, exactly, does one do that, Miss Kingsley?" he whispered, his voice rough. "Show me." "I—I cannot show you, I am merely the coach—" "Then teach me," he growled, lowering his head until his lips brushed the sensitive skin of her neck. "Teach me how to pretend I am not burning alive every time you walk into a room."