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*Mature content* "You want to stand in the same room," Cassian drawled slowly, "while I fuck another woman?" Cixi McLore had been born ordinary. Her parents were killed, and the life that followed turned into a slow, unending hell. Lonely, traumatised, and ground down by constant abuse, she could no longer find a reason to keep living. And that single thought became her curse. And that curse took the shape of Cassian Crown — a billionaire mafia king, whose power in the mortal world was only a shadow of what he truly was. He is not gentle. He is not kind. And he is certainly not safe. *'Devil's Favourite Obsession' takes you on a journey through obsession, revenge, redemption, and fate, all wrapped up in a dark mafia romance with a twist of fantasy. Set against a gritty contemporary mafia backdrop, this story is primarily grounded in reality, with just enough 'supernatural elements' to keep things intriguing and exciting. You will find a compelling push-and-pull dynamic between the main characters that's both intense and engaging. I love building a solid foundation, setting the stage for the thrilling moments that are yet to come!*

He owns her debt. He owns her body. But he cannot own her mind. When Alessia De Campo is summoned to the villa of the most feared mafia family in Naples, she expects to beg for more time to pay her father's €25 million debt. Instead, she walks through a door left ajar and witnesses a man executed for owing less than her father did. Enzo Moretti does not kill liabilities without first understanding their value. When Alessia catalogs the room—his ring, his guards' tells, the question he asked the dying man—instead of screaming, he decides she is not ordinary. He decides to keep her. The contract is simple: marry him for one year, and her younger brother will be protected. Refuse, and the debt will be called in full—and her brother will suffer the consequences. Trapped in his gilded cage, Alessia does not fight. She studies. She learns his tells. She becomes his weapon. She makes him crave her laugh. Then she discovers she is carrying his child. Enzo has one unbroken rule: no children. He decrees she will terminate. She refuses. And the most dangerous man in Naples kneels. "Teach me to survive your war. Because I am not giving you this child. And I am not running." The cage is no longer just around her. It is inside her. And she is learning to hold the key. Debt-Bound Bride of the Mafia King is a dark mafia contract romance where survival is a strategy, obsession is a currency, and the woman who watches becomes the one who rules.

MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ Only. Smuts, Possessive Themes, Obsession, and Dominance.] In the cold, unforgiving heart of Moscow, power is the only currency that matters—and Julius is a man who owns it all. At thirty-five, Julius is a feared and untouchable Alpha, a titan of the business world who has built his empire on iron-clad control. Locked into a cold, strategic engagement to a woman that secures his family’s legacy, he believes his path is set. He is independent, proud, and certain of one thing: no one owns his heart. No one ever will. Until the night he meets Harrison. Harrison is the Enigma—a thirty-year-old prodigy of the Russian underworld. He is more dangerous and more powerful than any man Julius has ever faced. He is a mafia king who doesn’t ask for what he wants, and he doesn’t chase his prey... he simply takes. What begins as a clash of egos in a dimly lit club turns into something far darker when Harrison leaves his mark on Julius, binding their fates in a primal way that neither can ignore. Possessive. Ruthless. Unyielding. Harrison doesn’t care about Julius’s business deals or his fiancée. He wants to own the Alpha forever. But Julius was born to lead, not to follow, and he will not bow easily—even to a man who holds his soul in his hands. In a world where desire meets domination, a war has begun. And in this battle for control, only one man can truly stand at the top.

He just became the newly-crowned movie emperor when he died a tragic (actually, very stupid) death. On his way to cross the NaiHe bridge, he managed to evade Meng Po and not drink her soup. Thus keeping the memories of the life that he just had. But he would never have imagined that he would be reincarnated hundreds of thousands of years later. In the Interstellar era! If it happened to other guys, they would definitely want to be a mecha warrior. Don't most men dream of that at least once in their life? But sadly, that's not for him. There's only one goal in his mind - to be the number one star in the Interstellar era. With the knowledge and skills he got from his past life, he would definitely achieve it. But who was this annoying person who kept on pestering him? A certain prince smiled in a scary and crazy way: Cook food for me or else die. = a few months later = A certain prince leaned over and moved his face closer: I don't need food, I could just eat you. A bad tempered yandere gong X a reincarnated movie emperor shou *NaiHe bridge - a bridge that souls crossed to enter reincarnation **Meng Po - the lady on the Naihe bridge who gives out soup that lets the souls forget their memories, thus entering the cycle of reincarnation in a clean slate. Twitter: @tyramisu_wn IG: @tyramisu_novels

Isabella Cruz was once known as the number one socialite of Averton City—beautiful, elegant, and engaged to her childhood sweetheart, Brandon Hughes of the wealthy Hughes family. She waited ten years for him, guarded her heart for him, and endured every rumor about his affairs… only to be publicly betrayed by him and her sister, Vanessa. Heartbroken and drunk for the first time in her life, Isabella accidentally stumbles into a hotel suite and crashes straight into the arms of Victor Steele, a cold and powerful CEO with no patience for women. She kisses him in a drunken state and unknowingly gets tangled with a man far more dangerous than she realizes. The next morning, she sneaks out, only to be dragged into a storm at home. Her family is collapsing, her engagement is broken, and everyone believes the worst about her. Brandon tries to shame her, and Vanessa plots to steal her place. But Victor Steele doesn’t forget the woman who crashed into his life. As scandals grow and enemies close in, Isabella must protect herself, rebuild her pride, and figure out why Victor Steele suddenly refuses to let her go. Her fall was dramatic... But her comeback will be even more explosive.

“No one looks at you. No one touches you. You’re a Whitehall now... And you’re mine.” Roman’s voice was a low, dangerous growl against her neck. She tilted her chin, meeting the predator in his eyes with her own cold fire. “I belong to no one, Roman, certainly not a beast in a jersey. If you want to claim me, you’ll have to do better than your father’s signature on a contract.” She spun her wheelchair to leave, but he was faster. His hand locked around her waist, dragging her back as his palm slammed against the wall beside her head. “Don’t you fucking dare me, Estelle.” — Estelle Rutledge was the Ice Queen of the Rutledge sports dynasty: national treasure, global brand, and the financial backbone of her family’s empire. Until one catastrophic crack on the ice shattered her career… and left her in a wheelchair. In the elite world of the one percent, a broken asset becomes a liability. With the Rutledge legacy collapsing under a mountain of debt, Estelle’s own mother did the unthinkable. She sold her daughter to the highest bidder, trading Estelle’s freedom for a check from Magnus Whitehall, the ruthless billionaire owner of a professional hockey empire. But Magnus didn’t buy Estelle for himself. He bought her to be his son’s leash. Roman Whitehall is the NHL’s most dangerous beast. A volatile heir with a scandal-soaked reputation and a temper that threatens the family’s billions. To the league’s board, he’s a loose cannon. To his father, he’s a problem that needs a wife to clean up his image. The command was simple: “Be the one thing he can’t avoid… or lose your legs.” Now Estelle is legally bound to a man who sees their marriage as a cage, and her as the bars holding him in. Roman believes she’s a fragile burden. Estelle thinks he’s a monster fueled by rage and secrets. But inside the Whitehall mansion, built on power, money, and lies, Estelle discovers a terrifying truth: she is not the first “Ice Queen” Magnus Whitehall has broken. Trapped in dynasty politics and a contract signed in blood, Estelle faces an impossible choice. Will she let the Whitehalls destroy what’s left of her… or join forces with the beast she hates most and burn their empire to the ground? Because even though she hates it, Roman Whitehall may be the only man who can help her stand again. Even if he has to break her first.

Warning: 17++++ This story involves Bdsm, a sadistic pervert Alpha boss and his cute pouty step brother omega who loves him just as he comes. *** Ambitious young designer Kang Ye Jun joins Choi Advertising brimming with dreams, only to run headfirst into a tyrannical superior, Choi Si woo. No weekends off, constant availability around the clock, endless overtime that drains every ounce of energy no social life whatsoever, that's already brutal; the absolute worst part is that no matter how hard he tries, in the eyes of this hyper-critical director, everything he creates is flawed and unacceptable! After swallowing endless humiliation, Ye jun finally snaps: "Just because I stay quiet doesn't mean I'm some harmless pushover! I’m done! I quit!" What?! Quitting triggers a massive penalty clause worth millions?! That's insane! Can't we just separate on good terms? Since resignation isn't an option, Kang Ye jun decides to gamble everything and pull off the one move no subordinate would ever dare, seduce and sleep with the devil himself! Choi Si woo, creative director at Seohan Advertising, is a legendary figure in the industry and an untouchable elite bachelor. His professional brilliance is unmatched, but his personality is pure poison, earning him the infamous moniker "The Ice-Cold Devil in a Tailored Suit." Yet beneath that aloof, ruthless exterior lies a deeply buried, unspeakable kink he guards fiercely. When this explosive secret gets uncovered by his sharp-eyed subordinate Kang, what fate awaits the once-impenetrable Choi?

WARNING: Mature content|Dark romance|R18 Elena Rossi lives a life of luxury and privilege among Milan’s elite... until one night she witnesses something she was never meant to see: a brutal execution carried out by the most feared man in the Italian underworld. Alessandro DeLuca. Known as The Devil of Milan, Alessandro is ruthless, powerful, and merciless to anyone who crosses him. In his world, witnesses don’t survive. But instead of killing Elena, he makes a far more dangerous decision. He keeps her. Thrown into a dark world of power, violence, and temptation, Elena refuses to submit to the man who now controls her fate. Yet the more she resists him, the more obsessed Alessandro becomes—because the Devil of Milan doesn’t let go of what he wants. And now, he wants her.

Seduction Alert! No Incest! “Are you alright?” he asked, his voice controlled despite everything. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” Dylan didn’t answer. Instead, he leaned in and took him into his mouth. It didn’t go in all the way, barely halfway before it hit the back of his throat, forcing him to pause. “Fuck!” Sebastian’s head fell back, his body reacting instantly to the sudden rush. …. That night, Dylan felt things he had never felt before, did things he had never done before, and made decisions he wasn’t sure he wanted to regret. Because in the middle of it all… he wanted him. But to Sebastian? It was nothing more than a mistake. But for Dylan, the night everything changed. Once a quiet, neglected boy, Dylan had grown up swallowing resentment, living with low self-esteem and no control over his own life. He drifted through it until that one encounter in Korea. He had thought this man took his girlfriend, but instead, the man ended up taking his first time. Three years later, at 22, Dylan is no longer that boy. He’s sharper, bolder, and unafraid to take what he wants. And standing right in front of him? The man who once reduced everything they had to a mistake. Sebastian. Now 29, controlled, untouchable, and acting like that night never happened. But living under the same roof quickly became its own torment, one that forced him to remember everything he wanted to forget. ____ “Just once,” Dylan said, stepping closer, his voice low but steady. “Sleep with me again, and I’ll stop stressing you.” “No,” Sebastian replied flatly. “I’ll pass.” Dylan let out a quiet scoff, his lips curving faintly. “Are you sure you prefer being buried in files… rather than dealing with me?” Sebastian glanced at him, something unreadable flickering in his eyes before he answered, “Yes.” But this time, even he didn’t sound convinced.

Minho had no idea that a simple mistake could land him in the hands of the devil himself. But to be fair, he never knew that giving himself up meant getting involved with a mafia prince. However, the mafia prince managed to break through his defences. Jae Hyun Park might seem charming, but deep down, he's a ticking time bomb waiting to go off. His goal is to own and keep Minho. But Minho has no interest in staying in his blood-soaked world, or at least that's what he thinks.

When 'love' is forged from 'vengeance' and an obsession too twisted to imagine... In this psychological game between three morally gray souls, there is no longer any room for innocence. Ten years ago, Ren's entire world collapsed, shattering along with the retreating back of the person he loved the most. Ten years later, he returns as a powerful, cold-hearted tycoon, bringing with him a gilded cage prepared solely to imprison Yurin, the only light from his past that has now become the deepest stigma in his heart. Their reunion begins with a retribution thinly veiled in lust and coercion. Yet, their crumbling and distorted relationship is suddenly interrupted by the appearance of Zen, a young man who arrives with a flawless smile, unreadable eyes, and chilling secrets lurking in the shadows... When this chessboard has more than two players, and everyone wears a mask... Who is the hunter? Who is the prey? And who... is the true 'monster' hiding behind it all? "If this world... if love is going to be so cruel to me, then I will become a monster worthy of the hell you've given me."

Everyone in that building feared Andrew Simon. I was the only one who never showed it. That was before the diagnosis. Before the million dollar check. Before ninety nights that rearranged everything I thought I knew about power and who actually holds it. Turns out darkness is the great equalizer. And Andrew Simon has never been more dangerous than when he has something to lose.

“Say it… just once” her voice barely held together “that I meant something to you” Liam looked at her And said nothing That silence ruined her more than any lie ever could Everly Carver spent her life being the girl no one chose The disappointment The invisible one Until him Liam Lincoln doesn’t do love Doesn’t do attachment Doesn’t repeat mistakes He takes what he wants And walks away before it can matter But Everly wasn’t supposed to stay And she wasn’t supposed to break him in ways he couldn’t name What started as nothing turned into something neither of them could control Tension that burned too slow Moments that felt too real A connection that refused to stay casual She fell He refused to “Then I’ll go” she whispered And this time She didn’t look back He thought she’d return They always did She didn’t Years later, she stands in front of him again Not as the girl he left behind But as the one thing he never managed to forget And this time Silence might not save him

In Magnolia, a mysterious art thief moves between the city’s elegant art scene and its brutal underworld. As a detective closes in on him and a possessive protector refuses to let him go, the hunt quickly turns into something far more dangerous. Whispering Frames is a dark MM romance filled with art magic, hidden identities, obsession, and intense cat-and-mouse tension.

“What if I could?” Leo angled his head to one side, “Could do what?” “What if I could do it? What if I had the guts?” Her eyes never left his. She wanted to look away, but she also wanted to look tough. She had a bad record in that area already and she knew that averting her eyes wouldn't do her any favors, so she kept her gaze locked with his.  Leo knew what he was about to do was crazy, but he was intrigued by this woman. He was honest enough with himself to admit it. She was nothing like the women who usually met. And maybe that was the reason why her offer to work for him intrigued him. He was curious. What would she do for him? How far would she go? It was a terrible thought, but he wasn't a good person, was he? 

[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION: You have died a violent death.] [CURRENT LOCATION: Floor 0 (The Lobby)] [GOAL: Reach Floor 100.] [REWARD: One Wish. One Life.] The man that she loved betrayed her without a word of explanation, just a useless apology accompanying a bloody knife and the endless repeating, screaming question in her head: "Why?" Then she woke up. Somewhere worse. Welcome to the Backrooms: an endless maze of humming fluorescent lights and damp, yellowed wallpaper. In this liminal purgatory, the dead don’t rest, and the broken don’t stay human for long. One hundred floors. One chance to come back. Fail, and she’s gone forever. She doesn't want peace. She doesn't want a second chance. Her one wish is his last breath signed over to her.

For three years, Sienna loved a man who would never choose her. Alessandro Castellano kept her tucked away in his penthouse like a secret he was ashamed of—expensive gifts, whispered promises, and late-night confessions that felt real until morning came and he went back to his fiancée. Sienna told herself it was enough. That what they had was love, even if it lived in the shadows. She was wrong. The night she overheard him confirming wedding details with Vanessa, laughing about honeymoon plans while Sienna waited for him in silk lingerie he'd bought her, something inside her finally broke. Not dramatically. Not with screaming or thrown objects. Just quietly, like a door closing on a room she'd never enter again. When Alessandro walked in and saw her packed bags, he didn't believe she'd actually leave. "You'll be back," he said, so certain of his hold on her. "You always come back." But Sienna didn't come back. Six months later, she's not the same woman who cried in his elevator. She's built a life without him—a real career, real friends, therapy sessions that taught her she deserved more than crumbs from a man's table. She's even dating Dante Moretti, the charming businessman who looks at her like she hung the moon and doesn't hide her from the world. There's just one problem. Dante is Alessandro's biggest rival, and he knows exactly who Sienna used to be. Alessandro's perfect life, meanwhile, is crumbling. His marriage to Vanessa is a cold business transaction that leaves him hollow. Every woman he looks at reminds him of Sienna. Every night feels empty. He thought he could have it all—the socialite wife his family demanded and the woman who actually made him feel alive on the side. Turns out, you can't have it both ways. When he sees Sienna again at a gallery opening, transformed and glowing on another man's arm, something primal awakens in him. She's not his secret anymore. She's not his at all. And for the first time in his privileged life, Alessandro understands what it means to lose something irreplaceable. He'll do anything to win her back. Burn down his marriage. Destroy his reputation. Fight his own family. Prove he's not the same coward who let her go. But Sienna's not the desperate girl who waited by the phone anymore. She's found her power, her voice, her spine. And watching Alessandro grovel? There's a dark satisfaction in that she probably shouldn't enjoy as much as she does. The thing is, hearts don't follow logic. Chemistry doesn't care about self-respect. And when Alessandro looks at her with those desperate, hungry eyes and says, "I was a fool, and I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you"—part of her wants to believe him. Part of her still loves him. But love isn't always enough, is it? Not when trust is shattered. Not when Dante's offering her stability and devotion without games. Not when Alessandro's vengeful soon-to-be-ex-wife is determined to destroy anyone he cares about. Sienna has to choose: the dangerous, intoxicating man who broke her heart but might have actually changed, or the safer path with a man who's never made her cry. Except Dante has secrets too. And Sienna's about to learn that sometimes the person who seems perfect is just better at hiding their flaws. In a world of billion-dollar business deals, family expectations, and old grudges, Sienna's caught in the middle of a war she never asked to fight. Both men claim they love her. Both men want to possess her. But this time, Sienna's not anyone's prize to win. This time, she gets to decide her own worth. And whoever ends up with her heart will have to earn every single piece of it—because she's done giving herself away to men who don't understand what they have until it's gone.

SYNOPSIS “Six months, Minjae. Try not to fall in love.” Jisoo smirked, stretching a hand to Minjae who looked disgusted at the idea but took his hand. “I don't want to see your face after this. Deal?” Jisoo’s grip on the Minjae’s hand tightened for the fraction of a second. Thenㅡ “Deal.” Six months and they could go back to what they really wereㅡ Enemies. **************** The visual of a top idol k-pop group learns his company plans to quietly remove him in a year for being too “boring” as sales plummet. But when a drunken night with a rival Idol sparks dating rumors that send fans into a frenzy, the two companies force them into a fake relationship for publicity. What begins as a marketing scandal soon becomes something neither of them can control. Because the biggest lie in the industry…might be their feelings. WARNING This novel contains dark, taboo themes, including power dynamics, and explicit sexual content. It explores heavy elements such as dominance, submission, and morally complex relationships. This is not a soft romance or a feel-good story. It is raw, intense, and unapologetically graphic. Strictly for readers 18+. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

Some stories start off like a fairytale. Some start off mediocre. Phoebe's started with tragedies. A boy raised by wealth and power. Became a man of danger. Death and destruction follow Taeyung’s every step. People are fake. But not her. Her fire, her spite, her beauty. It was a trap and he fell right in. Consmed by need. He’d burn the world for her. He’d tear down empires. Rip through Earth. He would have her or no one else would. ********************************** I yanked my wrist free and snapped at him “Where are you dragging me?” “You’ll see.” He took hold of my hand again and pulled me along; I didn’t fight him this time and kept up with his pace this time. We reached the food court and sure enough the bitch and her little bitchettes were seated gossiping and licking each other’s asses not just sucking each other’s egos. As we approached, the group of girls stopped their chit chat and began staring at Taeyung, eyeing him up and down like he was a delicious, delectable treat. A pit of anger formed in my stomach, and I felt the sudden urge to deck the bitches in their faces, one right after the other. “You thought you could just throw shit on my girl and get away with it?” He yelled in Korean, shoving their food and drinks off the table, sending their dishes flying, spilling the food all over themselves. “What the hell Taeyung?” The leader of their little clique yelled, looking down at her very clearly expensive dress. “Don't address me so informally.” He snapped loudly, the people in the room now looking at us. That’s when the queen bee noticed Taeyung holding my hand. “Why are you holding that foreigner’s hand?” She looked at me with disgust. “Bitch. Shut up with your nationalist bullshit.” I snapped ready to defend myself. But Taeyung stepped forward instead and said “You better watch the way you speak to her. Or I’ll make you regret it.” He threatened her. He looked angry, ready to jump down her throat and rip her tongue out. “I don’t typically hit women, but for you. I’d make an exemption.” The girls looked at him shocked. I wasn’t, I’ve seen the violent side of him. I know how real it is. Seeing him defend me like this. Protect me. It hit in a way I didn’t want to admit I liked. I smiled starring her down. The frown on her face was so sour it nearly curled the milk in my tummy from the latte I drank this morning. If looks could kill, the one she was giving me was lethal. “How can you say something so cruel to me?” She whined to him. Were they familiar with each other like that? “You touch my girl again and I will personally beat your ass. I don’t care about gender; a bitch is a bitch.” I was stunned he threatened to hit a girl, again. I also surprised myself when I let him call me his girl without any resistance. He turned and walked away, leaving them all baffled. “Why did you do that?” I asked. “Because she’s a rotten little spoiled brat.” He growled. "And I'll be damned if I let her embarrass and harass my girl."

Lucy has always lived quietly—no luxury, no drama, just a simple life built around her family. In a world where people chase power and money, she asks for nothing more than peace. But peace doesn’t last forever. A single moment—one she never planned, never understood—pulls Lucy into a world far beyond her reach. A world where power is silent, danger wears a calm face, and the truth is never what it seems. Now, she finds herself standing at the edge of something she cannot escape. Watched. Controlled. Trapped in a game she never agreed to play. And at the center of it all… is a man who doesn’t ask. He decides. Lucy must learn quickly—how to survive, how to stay silent, and how to protect the only thing that has ever mattered to her: her family. Because in this world… once you’re in, there’s no way out.