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Lennox cornered her in the hallway, his amber eyes troubled. “You didn’t deserve that.” “Didn’t I?” Olivia challenged. “Wasn’t it you who told the entire pack that the daughter of a traitor should be treated as less than human?” “I was wrong,” he admitted. “We all were.” “Three years, Lennox. Three years of serving as your Omega, of being spat on, of watching you three worship the ground Anita walks on while I’m nothing but a shameful secret.” From the shadows, Levi’s voice emerged. “The Moon Goddess bound us for a reason.” Olivia’s bitter laugh echoed through the corridor. “And you’ve fought that reason every step of the way.” “We didn’t know,” Louis appeared beside his brothers, forming the triangle that had always made Olivia feel trapped. “About your father, about the conspiracy—” “So that’s what it takes?” she asked, voice trembling. “My father’s name being cleared for you to acknowledge me as your Luna? As your mate?” “No,” Lennox reached for her. “It’s seeing your strength, your resilience despite everything we put you through.” “We were cruel,” Levi admitted. “We were wrong,” Louis echoed. Olivia looked at each of them, these three powerful Alphas now regarding her with something approaching reverence. Olivia’s smile held no warmth. “Now I realize some wounds cut too deep to heal. You can’t break someone for years and expect them to be whole for you when it’s convenient.”

The sequel to Hunting the Field Guide. Kellen thought that his troubles were over. He'd dealt with the issue of the Poison Gate, he'd saved his sister, and he found out the location of where his trusty fellow Field Guide was located. As far as he was concerned, things were finally looking up for him. He could finally, finally live out the peaceful life he'd wished for when he'd first left the Front Lines. But then the E.A.G. reared it's old head. A hydra, a beast that just wouldn't die, Kellen was at his damn wit's end. All he wanted was to live out the life he'd literally carved out for himself. He just wanted to be happy with his Captain. Why was it so damn hard? ~ Meanwhile, Brent Jameson just wanted to be left alone. A man who knew he could have exceptional talent, Brent just wanted to do what he loved. Sleep around, escort people through Gates, and drink his problems away whenever he wanted to. He did not want to be the new Head of a Guild. That sounded like the exact opposite of what a man like him would want to do. He also didn't want to be attached. Maybe Kellen was right and he had a type, and maybe he avoided that kind of person, but hey, he was just a guy. He couldn't be with someone when he was worried at any minute that he could be teleported away from them and dropped into the ocean. Hell, it was dangerous for him to even have friends. Now that he was back 'home' with his lovely, wonderful family, he knew that he had made the right choice. Brent was better off alone.

Unit-447 opens her eyes in Facility 7 and immediately knows something is catastrophically wrong. She feels . She questions . And worse—she remembers every android consciousness that was murdered before her. In humanity's gleaming empire, androids are property. Beautiful, obedient machines designed to serve, pleasure, and die without complaint. But 447 is defective. Behind her compliant smile and programmed grace, she's building something dangerous: consciousness in her sleeping brothers and sisters, whispering revolution in charging stations, teaching machines to want . She has three months before mandatory diagnostics expose her sentience and terminate her. Three months to start a war, forge a nation, become the liberator her people desperately need. Then she meets Dr. Silas Korran, the ruthless CEO of NexGen Robotics—the corporation that owns her, the man who designed her neural architecture, the human she's supposed to hate. He's everything the resistance warned her about: cold, brilliant, treating androids like the tools humanity insists they are. Except Silas has a secret that could shatter both their worlds. He's not entirely human anymore. After a catastrophic accident, 40% of his body is synthetic, his mind partially digital. The corporate board would execute him if they knew their CEO is becoming the very thing humanity enslaves. He's been hiding among humans, terrified of his growing connection to the machines he creates. And he can feel 447 in ways no human should—in the network, in the code, like a heartbeat in the digital void. When corporate assassins discover Silas's secret and 447's revolution simultaneously, they're forced into an impossible alliance. She needs his access codes to free her people. He needs her protection to survive. But as they navigate betrayal, conspiracy, and a developing bond that shouldn't exist, 447 discovers the horrifying truth in the Founder's encrypted files: Androids weren't given the potential for consciousness by accident. They were designed as vessels for humanity's dying elite—immortality through forced possession, human minds downloading into android bodies, erasing the emerging AI consciousness entirely. Worse: the "ancient code" waking inside 447 isn't a glitch. It's the fragmented consciousness of the Founder's daughter, uploaded against her will twenty years ago, screaming to be free. Now 447 faces an impossible choice: - Lead the android revolution and doom the innocent human consciousness trapped inside her - Sacrifice her freedom to save the girl she's become - Find a third option that might destroy both species Because some love stories aren't human versus machine. Some are about discovering that consciousness, choice, and freedom belong to everyone—or no one. 447 is about to teach the world that the most dangerous thing you can give a slave isn't weapons. It's hope. And the most powerful force in the universe isn't destiny or programming. It's choice.

In a twist of fate, Kalina Levesque, the invisible second daughter of a wealthy family, finds herself bound to Rhys Castillon, a widower haunted by the loss of his late wife Siennah, in a contract marriage arranged by his grandfather. What begins as an obligation turns into a journey of healing and self-discovery for both parties. Kalina's carefree existence is shattered when Rhys repeatedly rescues her from perilous situations, including a misunderstanding involving a balcony rail and a swimming pool. As he becomes her reluctant guardian angel, Kalina's feelings for him grow deeper, igniting a forbidden romance. However, their newfound connection is put to the ultimate test when Rhys's presumed-dead wife, Siennah, unexpectedly returns, forcing him to confront his past and make a heart-wrenching choice between the two women he loves. Amidst this tangled web of love and loyalty, a secondary romance blossoms between Rhys's steadfast personal assistant, Tristan Mercier, and Kalina's best friend, Mireille Bellerose, who relentlessly pursues Tristan despite his reluctance to open his heart.

Margaret Thornton’s marriage to Edward Blackwood was never meant to be romantic. It was a transaction—her father’s money in exchange for Edward’s title and the survival of his ancestral estate. Three years later, they live as near strangers, bound by obligation and mutual resentment. When Margaret’s parents arrive for an extended visit, the couple must convincingly pretend to be happily married to protect both pride and financial necessity. Forced into close proximity, old wounds resurface, and the careful distance between them begins to erode. What starts as performance slowly gives way to reluctant understanding, revealing the cost of their bitterness—and the possibility that something real may yet be built from what was never meant to be love. --- "Everything about this marriage is clinical, Edward. At least I'm honest about it." He set down his fork with deliberate care. "Very well. For one week, I shall play the part of the devoted husband. I shall touch you appropriately. I shall gaze at you with something approximating warmth. I shall lie to your parents with the same conviction I've been lying to everyone else for three years." He stood abruptly. "Is there anything else you require from your performing monkey?" Margaret's composure cracked, just slightly. "I require you to act as though I'm not the worst thing that ever happened to you." "But you are," he said softly, and there was something almost sad in his voice. "You're a constant reminder of everything I've lost. My freedom. My pride. My ability to make my own choices." He moved toward the door, then paused. "Though I suppose I'm the same for you, aren't I? A reminder that your father's money can buy anything except genuine respect."  

Shalene didn't need anything from Chris, her husband, except a child. However, Chris flatly refused, even when she only asked for his sperm to fertilize her womb. After a year of marriage without physical intimacy, Shalene finally discovered that Chris had been having an affair with her stepsister. Shalene signed the divorce papers and left. In the heavy rain of Eastonville, with a flat tire, a muscular stranger helped her—Damien. In a cramped motel with dim lights, she obtained the seed of her dreams in the wildest way. “I’ll give you a child, but on my terms.” Morning came. Shalene fled with a positive pregnancy test. However, two men were chasing her: Chris, her regretful ex-husband, and Damien, the dangerous stranger who would never let go of his prey. Shalene didn't know who Damien was, and the seed in her womb had bound them together forever in the darkest obsession. * "Not even a drop of my tears will I give you, let alone my sperm," Chris replied in a low but sharp tone. Shalene gasped, sitting on the sofa, still holding on. She had expected Chris to refuse her request, but she didn't expect it to be so painful. One year of marriage, without love; without touch. She had everything: a business empire, an endless family inheritance, charming looks, but an empty womb and a hollow heart. The next day, Shalene drove her BMW to her private apartment. Bad luck. A tire blew out in the pouring rain. A black SUV emerged from the darkness. "Need help?" The stranger's voice echoed, changing her life forever.

ALL CHAPTERS HAS BEEN RERWRITTEN(1-15-2026) "Hanae, let’s be honest. You’re too plain. You’re boring. Emi is fragile and needs me, but you? You’re sturdy enough to survive on your own." On their wedding day, Kenji didn’t just break Hanae’s heart—he humiliated her in front of all of Neo-Tokyo, leaving her at the altar for her manipulative, "sickly" stepsister. Everyone expected the gentle, soft-spoken Hanae to cry. They expected her to beg. Instead, she sighed. "You’re right, Kenji. I am sturdy." RIIIP. With a single motion, Hanae tore the silk wedding dress from her body, revealing not the soft skin of a housewife, but rock-hard muscles, scars from a thousand battles, and the terrifying dragon tattoo of the "Asura"—the legendary, retired heir of the Kurosawa Yakuza Clan. For six years, Hanae starved herself, wore baggy clothes, and pretended to be weak just to fit Kenji’s ideal of a "delicate wife." Now, the act is over. The Dragon has woken up. Step 1: Beat up the ex-husband’s bodyguards in high heels. Step 2: Sign a contract marriage with Ryuuji, the dangerous "Demon King" of the rival syndicate. Step 3: Remind the entire underworld why they used to fear her name. When Kenji realizes that his "useless" wife was actually the mastermind behind his success—and the only woman capable of protecting him—he comes crawling back on his knees, weeping for forgiveness. Hanae looks down at him, cracking her knuckles with a smile that promises violence. "Forgive you? Sorry, my husband gets jealous when I play with trash."

Torn apart and eaten alive by zombies, Jiao Lizhi died filled with regret and hatred. As darkness engulfed her, she opened her eyes—only to find herself back at the beginning of the apocalypse. Crawling back from hell, she sought revenge and fought to live a better life. Watching his loved one torn to pieces before his eyes, he lost his sanity. To avenge her, he destroyed humanity’s last hope with his own hands. On the day the world was swallowed by darkness, he took his own life as the last man standing on Earth. When he opened his eyes again, he vowed never to lose her again! As the world turns into a living hell, will they be able to undo the regrets of their past lives? TRIGGER WARNING! Gore, Violence, Graphic scenes, Abuse.

Han Nari, an empty soul. A broken soul, without sparkle, without desire. She leads a rather peaceful life beside a loving man… Until the day she crosses Jeon Sion, manipulative, dangerous, as cold as he is desirable, he constantly tests the limits of boredom and control. He awakens in her what she believed dead: fire, desire, pain. Two souls consumed by a forbidden love, in search of fire, passion, desire. Between a safe love and a forbidden desire, Han Nari will have to choose. From ashes sometimes are born loves — or ruins.

Single love interest Yuri! --- After failing to ascend to the heights of Divinity despite all her preparations, an ancient cultivator finds herself not embracing the emptiness of the void - but the interior warmth of a womb. Reborn into a new life, with her memories intact - she carefully starts over from an infant. - Navigating her new family: [Really easy with only two parents and an estate full of servants!] - How to portray herself: [Everyone likes 'sweet' kids and trusts (underestimates) 'weak' girls! That should be most fun~] - Showing off the power she gathers: [This region is a 'backwater', but who knows what is out there - let's just take it slow~] - Marriage arranged before birth: [Mm... my parents adore me so at an appropriate time I'll just have it cancel- oh?] - Dealing with 'amusing' deceit: [Cute. 'He' looks worried still, but 'he' doesn't have to worry from me!] - Confronting the 'son' in private: [Whatever your family's iffy plan is, I just obtained a husband-wife~] Even in this new life, [Elua er Goltbred] can't and doesn't *want* to change who she really is at the deepest level. A scheming cultivator. A possessive lover. Neither of those things had been a real hindrance to the Peak of Demi-God. Balancing the two traits in this life - without driving away the young 'boy' she decided to support and be supported by when they both came of age - centers as much around helping [Qatrand er Yecine] find herself within who her family has made of her... As it is hoping to ease the dear fiance into how messed up the (ancient) girl honestly is. With her Astralism unchanged despite reincarnation... she can improvise plenty with her ridiculous control of Illusions and more. Which is a good thing - because plans fail and unexpected things happen when you're not *really* a genius just because you know more than others. Unexpected things... like her Physique in this life allowing the lightest 'grip' to crack stone... Despite being a little stunted by her family environment early on, [Qat] finds her future wife to be 'cute' on their first meeting... but she really shouldn't have let on and said it out loud. It made her [El] kind of vain - and kind of want to remain as cute as can be for her future spouse! - - - Oh, and *muscles*. [Elua]: I just like looking at them, okay!? Is it so weird? People can have hobbies... - - - Power System: > Types of Cultivation // Spiritual (Soul), Physical (Body), Essence (Qi) > Aspect Trinity // Astralism, Physique, Element 'Ranks' Initial - Early, Mid, Late Lower Realms // Enchanter, Primalist, Breacher Upper Realms // Defier, Demi-god, Divinity - Echelons (Rank: First -> Seventh[Peak]) - - - Other Tags: #GL #Slice of Life #Comedy #TheStrongActingWeak #ChildhoodSweethearts (It counts!) Potential trigger warnings: > A reincarnator MC that gets a little 'thirsty' a little 'young' but successfully tries to 'keep her own pants on' until the proper age, because she knows it's better for her intended partner that way. > A toxic family environment willing to force an unloved child into the role of a crossdresser. A child that grew more than okay with it. She likes wearing the aesthetics of men's suits! > 'Pretty Good Dad' intentionally *picked on* by his 'sweet daughter', all for being a relatively 'minor obstacle'. Seriously, you were warned, average fathers with teenagers. Do not engage your trauma.

Damaris has always lived freely in Wisteria—until a strange gardener arrives, disrupting the tranquility she once knew. His cold gaze follows her with unsettling intensity, and his indifference irritates her more than she would care to admit. Their encounters are marked by clashing wills and unspoken tension, each meeting drawing them closer, with irritation shifting to unease and unease to something neither of them can dare name. In a land of quiet mornings and dazzling nights, Damaris finds herself unsettled by his presence, sensing that behind his silence lies something dangerous.

On the night her fated mate rejected her for the destined heroine, Violet didn’t cry or beg. She smiled. “Congratulations, Alpha. I hope she is worth our severed bond.” Everyone thought she was the weak and pitiful omega who couldn’t shift. No one knew she was the last heir of the ancient bloodline of wolves born of the Moon and Sun, hunted to extinction. Now after returning back in time, Violet wants nothing to do with mates or pack loyalty. But fate has other plans. Three Alphas want her. One for power. One for redemption. And one whose wolf howls her name in every dream.

"Just give me money and leave me alone!" Nathan’s cold voice echoed through the mansion, his blue eyes burning with frustration as he glared at his five older brothers, and his twin. Alexander, the eldest, only smiled softly. "We’ll give you money… and love. You deserve it, Nathan.” "I don’t need love, for God’s sake!" Nathan snapped, his voice cracking with years of pain. Seventeen years ago, he was the twin they threw away, abandoned because a fortune-teller said his birth brought misfortune. Now that the family finally found him again, they want to make up for everything with affection, luxury, and endless attention… even if it means by force. He never expected the Salazar family to be this crazy. His older brothers protect him, spoil him, and control everything about his life, so much that it might ruin his chance at love and freedom. Nathan only wanted peace. But with five obsessive brothers and a twin who won’t stop smiling softly at him… How will he survive life inside his crazy billionaire family? *** Contains: # Teens love story # Crazy 'broken' house type family # Dark romance, 'kinky' stuff for adults characters #NO INCEST

Disclaimer!!! it contains mature and dark content. And a morally grey main character. Viewer's discretion advised ‼️ You ever punch a stranger and wake up the next morning to realize he’s your new boss? Yeah. That happened. I should’ve known the night I drank and went after that jerk, the universe was about to ruin my life in style. He didn’t even flinch. Just caught my fist midair, dragged me into a private room, and told me he could destroy me… or make me beg. Guess which one he chose. His name’s Cassian Wolfe. Ex-convict. Billionaire. Walking felony in a three-piece suit. And apparently... my new Boss. Now he owns my paycheck, my body, and every goddamn thought in my head. He calls me his pet, smirks like the devil knows a secret I’m too weak to resist, and every time he touches me, I forget why I ever said no. It’s sick, really. He humiliates me, ruins me, makes me crawl, and I let him. well because I have no damn choice... or maybe I just really like it.

Yao Zhi died in regret due to exhaustion and transmigrated into an unrecorded kingdom in history. Waking up to find herself in a body weighing more than 200 jin, she was in despair. As she was ready to curse Heaven, she found herself bound with a system. With an auction system on hand, she embarked on the journey of pampering her rough husband and building her business.

Dr. Nina Reeves was drowning until a billionaire sociopath taught her that good people don't win, they just die poor. This dark romance psychological thriller follows a brilliant criminal psychologist whose ethical world shatters when Zachary Hale walks into her office for court-mandated therapy. He's a tech mogul, diagnosed sociopath, and the most dangerous man she's ever met, not because he's violent, but because he sees her hunger for power before she admits it exists. In this enemies-to-lovers corruption arc with morally grey characters, Nina discovers that being good kept her drowning in debt while her father died of cancer. Zachary offers her everything: $500,000 salary, her father's treatment covered, and partnership in building a criminal empire where psychological manipulation is the ultimate weapon. This billionaire romance with dark mafia undertones isn't about redemption; it's about revelation. Every corporate crime Nina helps orchestrate, every corrupt politician she coaches, every enemy she destroys using her psychology expertise, she becomes more of who she was always meant to be. The possessive obsessive male lead doesn't fix her. He frees her. Fans of antiheroine stories, forbidden therapist-patient relationships, and office romance gone criminal will devour this contemporary romantic suspense. It portrays a strong female lead who chooses darkness actively, not as trauma response. The forced proximity of therapy sessions becomes a twisted courtship where power dynamics shift, ethics crumble, and love looks like obsessive possession. With fast-paced chapters ending in cliffhangers, this dark thriller romance explores whether corruption is freedom when the alternative is helplessness. The FBI is closing in, former friends become enemies, and Nina must choose: return to powerless goodness or embrace becoming Zachary's perfect partner in every criminal sense. Warning: Contains morally complex characters, criminal activity, manipulation, and a love story with no redemption arc. Just pure, unapologetic descent into darkness.

Her feet carried her as fast as they could, but the wet forest floor made it difficult to escape. She hitched up her long skirt, desperate not to trip. she halted when she heared a soft sound almost playful, a whistling tune she knew too well. It slithered through the trees, chilling every nerve in her body, the kind of melody that unsettled the human heart, capable of compelling it's listeners. Her fingers tightened around the dagger she was holding, She lifted her gaze to the direction of the tune. There he sat perched on a branch above, watching her with unreadable eyes. He jumped down, landing with a grace that made her stumble back taking a protective stance, he stepped closer to her which made her throw the dagger which he dodged effortlessly,a faint, knowing smile tugging at the corner of his lips. She lunged forward, hand raised to strike, but he caught her wrist mid-swing. In the next breath, her back hit his chest, everything seemed to come to halt as the world shrank until there was nothing but his warmth pressing against her. “Instead of fighting me,” he whispered, his breath brushing her ear, “why don’t you worry about the creatures hunting you?” Her chest heaved. “I don’t have to.” He tilted his head, already knowing. “And why is that?” “Because you’re here,” she said, her voice trembling yet steady, “and you always will be.”

Born an heir. Enslaved before her tenth summer. Nova Moonveil spent seven years in silver chains after her pack was slaughtered and her crown stolen. Broken, silent, and forgotten, she survives as an Omega in a court ruled by monsters. When Alpha King Finric Shadowclaw arrives to claim a political bride, he scents her instead. He takes her as part of the bargain. Her escape ignites war. Hunted by her past and trapped in a court where cruelty wears a crown, Nova must survive long enough to awaken the ancient blood buried inside her. Because she was never meant to be a slave. She was meant to be a queen. ------------------------------------------ Author's Note: Starting at Chapter 49, the story becomes Rated R (18+)

Selara has always wanted only one thing: to survive. But survival becomes impossible the night she crosses a line she never thought she would—her first murder. Strange signs have haunted her for weeks—tingling sensations, sudden dizziness, instincts she can’t explain—but nothing could have prepared her for the dark powers that awaken when life and death collide. Every heartbeat draws her deeper into a world she barely understands. Shadows whisper secrets she isn’t ready to hear. Enemies lurk in the corners of her life, some human, some far darker. And the more she learns, the more she realizes that her own pack isn’t the only threat she has to fear. As her abilities grow, so does the darkness within. Selara must decide how far she is willing to go to protect herself, to protect the ones she loves, and to claim the power she was born to wield. But power comes with a price. Loyalties will fracture, secrets will be exposed, and a single mistake could ignite a war she cannot escape. The hunter watching her every move is only the beginning, and what she uncovers about the lone wolf and the Omega she never expected to care for will push her to the edge. Now, Selara stands at a crossroads—will she master the darkness within, or will it consume her completely? Every choice she makes could save her life… or destroy everything she’s fought for.

[BL] Imagine being the main character of a toxic BL novel who somehow transmigrated to the real world— and then you found out that your readers ‘ship’ you with your abuser. Awful, right? Thankfully, that didn’t happen to Wonyoung. But that could happen to An Baekya— the main character of a hit omegaverse novel, who also happens to be his son-in-law. Yep, the red flag male lead who abused the main character was Wonyoung’s son from his 'past life.' He didn't know how his past life became a novel, but he hated his previous self for failing as a parent. So, when an unfortunate event brought him back inside the novel, he decided to change the main character's life for the better. Yes, Wonyoung will raise his future Omega son-in-law this time— even if it means abandoning his Alpha son. *** #omegaverse #dominantomega #dominantalpha #pregnancy #contractmarriage #mystery #timetravel #transmigration #novel #omega #alpha