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***MATURE CONTENT*** Vivian is stuck in a toxic cycle. Her good for nothing boyfriend cheats again, and again, and she keeps taking him back. But one day Vivian Rose is fed up with her ex's wandering eye and decides to have some fun of her own. Enter CEO, billionaire and unapologetic playboy Ryan Terrell. A man with a hardened outer shell but a soft heart. They agree to a night of fun, but one night just isn't enough and they enter into an ‘arrangement'. Pretty soon the lines get blurred. Will they let their arrangement become more or will they let their past hurts keep them from love?

Megan Kane transmigrated into a book, where her role is unmistakably that of the villainess. However, unfortunately, she has no intention of changing. She just wants to destroy everyone equally. From then on, Megan Kane roasts everyone and everything, elegantly and calmly winning verbal battles against all. As for that bullshit called love, she wants nothing to do with it. Jason Forrester traps her in his arms, "Don't you love me anymore?" "I love your mother's ass." Megan Kane was dying to kick the male lead in front of her away. But Jason Forrester replied, "Woman, you want to meet my mom? Are you that desperate to marry me?" Megan Kane's face turned pale with rage, "Are you insane?" Jason Forrester sealed her lips with a kiss, "Well, I'm about to take my medicine."

Mei Wanying was reborn. In her past life, she forced a marriage with her family's adopted son, Pei Yan. Pei Yan hated her to the core, and on the day after their wedding, he left to guard the Border. She went to find her husband with a pregnant belly, only to discover that his heart belonged to another. Mei Wanying fled in disarray, but unexpectedly, she was captured by enemies on the way. Unwilling to be humiliated, she ended her life with a hairpin. Upon her rebirth, Mei Wanying no longer obsessively clung to Pei Yan. She hid from him, avoided all occasions where Pei Yan appeared, and even returned to her old home in Jiangnan. News came back that Mei Wanying was getting married. Red candles flickered as a noble and distinguished man appeared in the bridal chamber and lifted her wedding veil. The corners of Pei Yan's eyes were crimson, "Mei Wanying, how dare you marry someone else?" Mei Wanying called him Elder Brother. Pei Yan's eyes reddened with anger. Brother, my foot! "I am your husband!"

A modern royal setting, the male lead has a leg disability. Five years ago, their statuses were worlds apart. He was the Prince of a nation and she was a commoner; they were fated to end in divorce. When others mocked her for marrying a cripple, she would only give a faint smile. When they divorced, he gripped her chin and demanded, "Am I..." Five years later, they met again. The next day, he came with money to pester her relentlessly.

She was reborn by borrowing her twin sister's identity; from then on, the useless young miss of the Sterling Family transformed into a goddess who crushes all. Just as she was having a blast taking revenge on the scumbags, she found herself entangled with the most mysterious man from the Valerius Clan. In Aurora Sterling's eyes, Damien Valerius was just a scoundrel, a drama king, and a shameless rogue! However, to Damien Valerius, this slyly mischievous little fiancée of his was the antidote he never wanted to be without for his entire life.

That year, she made a run for it while pregnant.  He was a powerful figure in the Malacca Strait, commanding respect in both legal and illegal circles. He allowed no one to cross him.  So, at the engagement party when she was 25, a stranger in black claimed that the bride had taken his virginity and insisted that she take responsibility and return his... child. "Do you also want to marry me?" she asked him.  Although the wording was wrong, they were both getting married, so he agreed to "marry" her.  Having a child and taking the wife's surname seemed like no big deal to the big boss.  Surprisingly, he decided to retire and become a stay-at-home dad, shocking his brothers!

One morning, Gu Tiantian wakes up to find her innocence gone—and her temper flaring. Every time she glares at him, cheeks flushed with outrage, Bai Chenyao cocks an eyebrow. “You don’t want this?” he asks, voice cool. “I never did!” she snaps. His only rule: her consent is optional; his desire is not. Cue Gu Tiantian’s inner scream: Then why even ask, you iceberg?! PS: A genius CEO with zero EQ VS. a lovable, scatter-brained clerk. He thinks courtship is a hostile takeover; she thinks love shouldn’t come with fine print. Sparks fly, clothes vanish, and the “free pie” she never ordered keeps biting back—hilariously, endlessly, deliciously.

[Recommended New Book by the Author: "Rebirth of a Powerful Figure with Many Masks"] An Xiaomian was pregnant. She wanted to get an abortion, but the father of her little bun suddenly showed up at her doorstep, forcefully invading her life, insisting that she give birth to the child. She didn't want to, yet the man fiercely confined her and monitored her 24 hours a day.

He is the most powerful man in the Imperial City, the master of the empire's rise and fall. Displease him, and your fate can be summarized in two words - Destruction! But this arrogant woman does not regard him in the slightest! Two years after marriage, she was all about clinging to him, and he was all about divorcing her; she tried innumerable times yet failed, but he successfully divorced. Who would have guessed that on the first night following their divorce, she carefully strategizes and finally succeeds? Ming Mei: "What crime have I committed?" Kang Chen sat high on the judgment seat, "Theft!" Ming Mei: "What have I stolen from you?" "Heir!"

She was framed by her sister and accidentally had a one-night stand with him. Later, he found various unreasonable excuses to force her to live with him. To seek revenge, she reluctantly agreed. "I...I thought you were gay!" She slowly retreated to the corner of the wall. "I thought you already knew the answer to that question that night," he said, emphasizing the word "that night". Later, to get a celebrity's headline news, she secretly sneaked into a grand engagement banquet. However... "Everyone, this is my fiancée." He said to the guests, holding her waist. Upon hearing this, her stepmother and sister were both stunned. With his help and her own efforts, she thought she was going to live a happy life. However, her company suddenly had a new boss... "You! You eat my food, live in my house, sleep with me, and how dare you deduct my salary!" "What about that night you slept with me and only gave me $50?" He said. She thought to herself: How could a billionaire be so petty about just $50! She would definitely divorce! Six years later... "Mommy! This uncle said he'll be our daddy if we pay him just $50! Should we get him?" "Mommy! I agree with that!"

[1V1, sweet doting, pure in body and mind] After one night of indulgence, she took on a mysterious bigshot. Afterwards, she slipped away, but he became addicted from just one taste. Rumors had it that he was a financial heir who could cover the sky with one hand, a beast that would devour people without spitting out their bones, yet he doted on her to the point of obsession. "BOSS, the young madam has been taken advantage of." "Oh, acquire that company." "BOSS, the young madam beat up a Hollywood A-list star." "Oh, send over some medicine, her hand must be hurting from the punch." "BOSS, the young madam was confessed to." With a cold laugh, he carried her straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau. Finally, one day, she was cornered in bed and fought back fiercely, "Why are you everywhere? I can't live like this anymore, I want a divorce!" He pinned her down on the bed, "If you want to divorce, fine, the house is yours, the car is yours, the buns are yours, I, too, am yours."

During a luxurious cruise trip, he and she met unexpectedly~ Two months later, she was pregnant. They got married because of the child, but on their wedding day, he forced her to sign a divorce agreement. After the divorce, she thought they would have nothing to do with each other anymore. Who knew he would appear in her life again. When she went on a blind date, he showed up: "This is my ex-wife. She just separated from me." When she went traveling, he followed her. She was furious: "We are already divorced, what do you want?!" "Let's get back together." He started to pester her shamelessly. Given all the misunderstandings between them, how should she decide? Let's see who surrenders first~

He was a prestigious man who dominated the Imperial Capital, cold and tyrannical, overshadowing everything with just a wave of his hand. When he accidentally met her and began to dote on his wife, he spared not even his own mother. Everyone envied her, yet they didn't know his adoration was truly exhausting her. "You're not allowed to wear backless dresses, and skirts must not rise above the knee. No kissing scenes, no physical contact with male actors, and you must be home by eight o'clock every night."

Yeri was once a succubus, a powerful and irresistible seductress who fed on desire. Now reborn as a stunning young woman in the modern world, she must navigate the confusing collision of her human innocence and her demonic memories. One night, fate leads her into the path of Shin Keir, a dangerously magnetic and notorious CEO known for getting everything he wants—except peace. Their accidental encounter sparks an intense, uncontrollable passion, and a single night together changes everything. *** Excerpt: The dream had returned. Same eerie forest. Same surreal woman in the crimson dress. But this time, the setting had changed slightly. She now stood at the edge of a cliff made of jagged, glowing red rocks that resembled oversized rubies. Scarlet butterflies floated around her like living embers. A thick fog blanketed the area like some forbidden realm between worlds. She turned to him, her smile soft, sweet—and somehow tragic. She was heartbreakingly beautiful, ethereal yet forlorn, like a love story written in fading ink. Shin had tried to call out, but the wind swallowed his voice. As he stepped forward, the woman mouthed something. He couldn't hear her. Then, in a horrifying instant, her body tilted, and she plummeted off the cliff. The despair that followed wasn't just a feeling—it was a full-body, soul-tearing scream that never made it past his throat. Without hesitation, Shin leapt after her. He awoke convulsing, drenched in cold sweat. His eyes gleamed with a strange madness, a devil struggling behind the polished CEO exterior. *** Disclaimer- Places and characters are all works of fiction.

“Where did you go?” He questioned, not bothering to adjust his unbuttoned shirt. I had run away but here I was coming to apologize for my actions. “You think you can come and go as you please?” His fingers pressed against my cheeks, firm but not painful, forcing me to meet his gaze. “No, I—I,” I stammered, but before I could finish, his lips almost grazing mine, he interrupted, his tone ice-cold. “You will go home this instant,” he spoke, his face dark. “And you'll stay there till I get back,” he barked out his orders, his eyes boring into mine. “Who do you think you are to order me around,” I thought to respond but my lips wouldn’t make a sound. I didn't fight back. I couldn’t. Without another word, I turned and walked away, his gaze searing into my back. ~~~~~~~~~~ After a steamy night with a sexy stranger, Elena finds out she is pregnant. She is sent abroad to study by her father. Unknown to her, when she comes back five years later her father arranged for her to marry Damien Landon, the illegitimate son of a powerful family. Feeling caged in a loveless marriage and finding out her husband has another woman, Elena decided to run away but the past she ran away from followed after her. Things get complicated when she meets her Ex Cornell Grey, who has now become a charming billionaire. He set his sights again on Elena, trying to win her back. Torn between the two powerful men asking for her back and haunted by secrets of her past, Elena must navigate love, betrayal, and the cost of a marriage built on lies.

TRIGGER WARNING! This story contains graphic depictions of gun violence and murder, mafia-related threats and organized crime elements, sexual content, kidnapping, alcohol use, betrayal and emotional manipulation. Reader discretion is advised. — “Is there no other way?” I asked, totally subdued by the fact that this nightmare marriage was the only solution. “No, there isn’t,” he said coldly. “I can’t afford to lose my son and have you turned into a sex slave by the Romanovs.” “Your son?” I scoffed, the memory of him taking my virginity and vanishing without a trace slicing my heart. “You seem to have forgotten that you never intended on taking things further with me. God, you’re no different from the Romanovs!” He assessed me coolly with those dark eyes and then said with a note of finality, “He’s my son, Niamh, and you’ll have to become my wife.” My father was killed. My uncle sold me to the Russian mafia syndicate. And now, the man I hid my son from for five years—Massimo Valentino—is forcing me to be his wife. My survival and the safety of Matteo depend on this hated forced marriage. But the situation is worse than I thought: I am the key to a hidden vault that the Texas underworld is willing to kill for. With the war raging outside and a major betrayal brewing inside the Italian mafia syndicate, my safety depends entirely on Massimo. I have to forgive and trust the man who ruined me, or lose everything. This is the first installment in The Valentino Princes Series.

[Warning: R18+ Content] I thought I was going to die. So I chose to be remembered. One night. One drink. One sin I could never take back. But the men I met at the bar weren’t strangers. They were The Trident… three ruthless heirs of the Corvanni Dynasty, the most feared mafia bloodline alive. Draven. Silent, merciless, a predator cloaked in shadows. Lucian. Calculative, hauntingly beautiful, a devil with a silver tongue. And Azriel. Wild, reckless, dangerously addictive. They don’t ask. They take. And now they want me… completely. Their obsession burns hotter than their empire. Their touch is forbidden, but I can’t resist. Because the deeper I fall, the clearer it becomes… I’m not just their desire. I’m their ruin. Excerpt ********** “Run if you want, Jade.” The nickname rolled off Lucian’s tongue like a promise and a threat, one no one had ever dared call me before. My breath hitched, legs trembling, but before I could take a step, Draven’s hand closed around my wrist… iron, unyielding. “You think you can walk away after tasting us?” His voice was quiet, deadly, sending shivers straight to my core. Azriel leaned in from behind, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as his laughter burned through me. “Sweetheart, we don’t chase what’s already ours. And you, little Jade…” his teeth grazed my skin, “…you belong to the Trident now.” Azriel’s fingers tilted my chin up, his grin sinful, dangerous, carved just for me. “Tell me, Jade,” he purred, voice thick with lust, “what do you want?” Heat scorched my skin, my lips parting, but no words came. My body betrayed me, trembling against the wall of Draven’s chest while Lucian’s hand traced lazy circles on my thigh, teasing, tormenting. Azriel’s laugh was low, filthy. “No, sweetheart. Don’t just tremble for us. Say it.” His thumb brushed my lower lip, slow, taunting. “Say what you want. Say you want our hands, our mouths, our cocks… say it, and I’ll give you everything.” Draven’s breath was at my neck, steady, lethal. “Careful,” he murmured, “once you speak it aloud, there’s no going back.” Lucian’s whisper slid against my ear, silken poison. “And when you do, Jade, you’ll never remember what it felt like to be untouched.” My mouth opened before my brain could reason… “I want you,” I whispered. Draven’s hand tightened, Lucian’s eyes darkened, Azriel laughed as if the world had finally given him his prize. Three bodies pressed in, heat and danger wrapping me like a cage I couldn’t escape. Didn’t want to escape. My heart screamed to run, but my body whispered the truth. I wanted them… All of them. ********** Three men. One woman. A love story carved in blood and obsession.

WARNING!!! , SOME CHAPTERS IN THIS NOVEL CONTAINS EXPLICIT SCENES "Sign it, Aria. Don’t make this more pathetic than it already is." The smell of his expensive cologne mixed sickeningly with the scent of her stepsister’s perfume on the damp hotel sheets. Julian didn’t look like the man who had whispered promises of forever an hour ago; he looked like a predator closing a trap. Beside him, Elena smirked, pulling the silk duvet higher over her shoulder—a silent, triumphant taunt. "You were having sex with her," Aria whispered, her voice cracking as the roar of the fashion show’s bass thumped through the walls of the dressing suite. "On my runway night. In our bed." "Technically, it’s my bed now," Elena chirped, her eyes gleaming with malice. "Just like it’s my lead spot in the show. You’re trending, sister. But not for the fashion." Julian shoved the fountain pen into Aria’s trembling hand. "The scandal hits the press in ten minutes. Your career is dead, your reputation is ashes, and this divorce is your only way out before the sponsors sue you for every cent you own. Sign the papers, take your shame, and disappear." With a numb heart and a hand that felt like ice, Aria scribbled her name, severing her life. An hour later, rain lashed against the neon lights of the city as she stumbled into a darkened bar, a ghost in a couture gown. She didn't want comfort; she wanted to feel something other than the knife in her back. When the man in the corner—shadowed, lethal, and radiating a terrifying power—offered her his hand and a night of forgetting, she took it. She didn't know his name. She didn't know he was the most dangerous man in the financial world. She only knew that as she walked away from the wreckage of her life the next morning, she was carrying a secret that would one day bring the world to its knees.

To exact revenge on a scumbag, she agrees to a hidden marriage with him for a year. On their first encounter, she is rescued by him. On the second encounter, he helps her out of a conundrum. On the third encounter, they rush to get married. He abducts her home and makes her his wife, 'Mrs. Lucas', one who is envied throughout the city. Rumor has it that the the cold and aloof Master Lucas dotes on her. He hugs, loves, pampers and holds her in such high esteem. However, one day, the man's domineering and intense love becomes too much for her. She leaves him with divorce papers and climbs over the compound wall to make her escape. Alas, things doesn't happen the way she had planned. With her having one leg over the wall, he pulls her by her toes and stops her attempt. She falls into his arms. He places a hand over her tummy and asks in a hoarse voice, "Woman, where are you going with my son?"

Lovers of political thriller and a crazy kind of romance this is for you. ---- It all began twenty-nine years ago. The government of Dilrik launched a secret project to breed and raise children with superhuman abilities, designed to become the nation’s best tool in the future. But one dire mistake brought the project crashing down, and it was forcibly shut down, its remnants buried. Years later, on the eve of war, a revered doctor and a desperate prince cross paths as strangers and had one wild night together, an accident neither intended to happen. They were supposed to never see each other again. But days later, he appears at her door, using their night together as leverage to demand the one thing no one else can give him: a cure for his madness. Now she’s trapped. She can't refuse and speaking a word of it would mean execution for treason despite the revered status she held. She became his physician, tending to him in secret with fear of being discovered. Yet somewhere between the fear something shifts. He stops simply being the sick prince and she stops to be merely the miracle doctor. Two people on opposite sides of a war find themselves standing on the edge of a feeling that could destroy them both. But can a feeling like this survive? And deep beneath their dangerous emotions lies another question, one that’s been waiting twenty-nine years for an answer: what really happened to the children from the project?