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I fell asleep playing a twisted reverse harem otome game… and woke up as its most hated villainess. Now I’m Davina Emerson — the imperial princess feared by all, executed in every ending, and cursed to die no matter which route I take. Worse? A cold-hearted system appeared, telling me this isn’t a dream. If I want to survive and return home, I must complete every mission it throws at me. Or die trying. And my first mission? Raise the favorability of the male leads — the very men Davina once enslaved, humiliated, or betrayed. A prince once chained in her bedroom — who now smiles while planning her execution. A knight stripped of honor, who treats me like a battlefield. A saint defiled by sin, who once prayed for my soul… and now craves my touch. An ex-fiancé turned rebel, who fights for justice — even if it means my head on a spike. A “loyal pet” bought from the black market — who might be a predator in disguise. They’re all obsessed. They’re all twisted. And they all want me dead… or worse. This world isn’t a game anymore. Every kiss hides a blade. Every favor hides a trap. To survive a twisted reverse harem, I’ll have to outplay the story itself.

Smog and Wisteria

This story told through the lens of Ariela (Ari) Romo, a duke's daughter who learns she has healing magic. She is excited for this news, but doesn't realize that because of this she will be put in a forced engagement with the crown prince to serve as his own personal med-kit... AT AGE 8! Ariela spends the rest of her childhood preparing to become the perfect queen by day and preparing her escape at night. She plans a fake kidnapping right before her coming-of-age ceremony to trick the crown prince, giving her more time so she can run the way she desires with the help of the high priest. She sheds her long hair and wears a glamour ring, changing her hair color, disguised as a male priest named Ari, healing commoners who can't afford healthcare. She stumbles upon a beautiful, dark-skinned succubus early in her journey, and feelings emerge between the two. This beautiful, dark succubus turns out to be the demon princess, Lysara Nocturae, and she and Ari come to an agreement. Ari would escort her safely back to Patala, her homeland and Ari would heal her people as needed while offering Ari asylum from the crown prince. Their journey is anything but smooth sailing with many hurdles getting in their way. ***Warning: This story has a close-call sexual assault scene that may be uncomfortable for some readers. Read at your own discretion***

Ayasha watched her brother die at the hands of King Nahuel as her pack was crushed beneath the weight of conquest. When she catches the tyrant king’s eye during a brutal sparring match, he offers her a deal: marry his son, Prince Koda, and her family will be spared. Desperate to protect what remains, Ayasha agrees. But the promised marriage is a lie. In the heart of Lamia, she discovers nineteen other would-be brides, all from fallen packs, forced into a brutal Luna trial. Only one will earn the right to stand beside the prince. The rest will lose everything, including their lives. Ayasha already has an agenda of her own. She plans to kill Koda, the son of the monster she blames for her brother’s death. Then her wolf imprints on him. Fate has bound her to the very man she came to destroy. As the trials grow bloodier and palace secrets come to light, Ayasha must choose between the vengeance that drives her and the bond she never wanted.

I never thought I would fall so deep for someone who I hated so much. I thought it was my mind playing me until it was hard to get him off my mind. If my old self was seeing this, she definitely would not believe it but what can I do, he's mine now. Forever.

If novels contain worlds, then what happens to the world that was discontinued by the writer? Zeana was a third-rate writer with barely completed works. But despite her few published books, her drafts were uncountable. From the stories that only last with three chapters to the stories with nothing but prologue, piled up on her drafts. But what is this? Wasn't she originally just trip and fell? So how come when she stood up, another world greeted her? And a frozen world at that?!

Riley's nights are haunted by vivid dreams of a blood-soaked, snowy battlefield where armored warriors lie fallen. In these dreams, she becomes a snow elf princess fleeing the relentless Nord army. During a desperate sea escape, a magical assault shatters the boat she was on. The necklace splits her soul; half remains in her realm, trapped in a crystal in the sea, the other is cast into modern-day Earth. After a tragic truck accident, Riley awakens not in a hospital, but back in her original world, reborn. Determined to reunite with her scattered people, she grapples with a burning hatred for the Nords. As she traverses the perilous landscapes of Skyrim and beyond, what will she become?

An exiled princess, a poisoned husband, and a battle for power—Eirian Soliel refuses to be forgotten, but can she turn a cold marriage into a fiery alliance before it’s too late? First cousin to the King and the darling of the Court of Sorrow, Eirian has spent most of her life indulging all her whims and fantasies under the protection of her royal blood, but when her father’s sudden re-marriage results in a son, she finds herself suddenly shuffled aside. On top of that, her longtime on-and-off romantic partner suddenly betrays her. Instead of proposing to her, he shows up to her birthday ball, married to a low-ranked Lady without a word of warning. Eirian’s life is upended, and her stepmother succeeds in exiling her into an arranged marriage with a general who never leaves the distant borderland. Regimented, completely disinterested in the capitol and the Court, and dying from a poison no one can identify, her new husband would rather continue his simple life with his mistress than welcome his new wife, but Eirian refuses to go down without fight. Determined to make a place for herself if she cannot find one, Eirian finds herself facing an enemy she never expected, and she underestimates her shy, gentle husband. Will the General fall for his vivacious Princess, or will Eirian be set aside again?

Princess Seraphina was once the empire’s shining light—until her own sister betrayed her. Poisoned. Buried alive. Erased from history. But fate never intended for her to stay dead. Ten years later, she returns as a veiled palace maid—an invisible ghost haunting the very halls that once celebrated her. Beneath her mask burns a single purpose: vengeance. Yet the palace she once ruled is no longer the same. Emperor Kai—the cold ruler who unknowingly signed her death warrant—is drawn to the mysterious maid. And General Lucien—her childhood protector—would raze kingdoms to keep her safe. As buried secrets rise and love clashes with revenge, Seraphina must face a devastating choice: Will she sacrifice her heart to save the empire... or let her fury reduce it to ashes? In a palace built on lies, only one truth remains: The Masked Empress has returned. And this time, she will not be silenced.

Book 2 of The Nochten trilogy. Five years have passed since the dreaded letter and Ana is now 12 years old. She continues to face the challenges in court, meanwhile, more support grows in favor of her cousin Mykhol. But as foreign invaders, the Bulgeons, encroach on their colonies with more than pillaging in mind, Ana must turn for aid in one of the last remnants of her mother's court, Admiral Nugen. The only human at court who may have more than a sense of duty to stay by Ana's side. Meanwhile, back in Dawny, Prince Nicoli struggles to find a way back into Ana's life after five years of silence on her end. Ever determined to reunite with his half-sister, he comes up with an ingenious plan that just has to work, despite Mykhol's and Queen Belinda's best wishes. But Queen Belinda has her own tricks up her sleeve and a resentment that only grows not against Ana but King Alexander, himself, who must choose between his children. Will Ana be able to manage these new challenges? And what about the strange rumors running around about Mykhol and her? Why is there talk of marriage? Secret engagements, a hidden love child, and a broken trust still loom over, doesn't Ana have enough to deal with?

"Mate," my wolf spoke loudly in my mind.  The smell hit me first. A smoky cedarwood, dark and heavy. My body reacted before my head even had a chance to process what was going on, and then I saw him. Alpha Elias Beaumont. He was tall, and handsome. His full dark hair made me feel bald and emerald eyes were sharper than the edge of a knife.  He stole the moment. The rest of the world went into oblivion. He was mine. I took one step closer and he retreated. The earth beneath my feet could have turned to liquid, it was that soft. Elias's face impossible to decipher, his jaw shut tight, his eyes burning with some feeling I had no notion how to classify. My wolf yelped in agony, but I held strong, muzzling my own breath into a level plane, waiting…waiting for him to speak. He felt it just like I did. I moved towards him, but he stopped me with his hand. "Don't," he warned.  And then, his words, individually like a blade, cutting through me. "I, Alpha Elias Beaumont of the Artemis Pack, deny you, Amara Kings, as my mate." ~ For eighteen years, Amara Kings has been nothing more than a ghost—a forgotten heir locked away in secrecy. On the night of her long-awaited debut, she senses her fated mate among the guests. But her dreams of love and freedom shatter when Alpha Elias Beaumont, the man destined to be hers, publicly rejects her and claims her sister, Kamla, instead. Betrayed and heartbroken, Amara swears Kamla will not get away with her deception. But when Kamla is found murdered that same night, all eyes turn to Amara. Branded a jealous killer, she is thrown into a nightmare of torture and humiliation at the hands of the mate who once denied her. But Amara is no ordinary wolf. As darkness rises and buried secrets unravel, she discovers a power within her that could reshape the entire werewolf world—or destroy it. With enemies lurking in the shadows, an obsessed Alpha vying for her heart, and Elias desperate for redemption, Amara must decide: will she seek vengeance, claim her rightful place, or carve a new destiny of her own? The truth was never meant to come to light. But now that it has, the world will never be the same.

[MATURE CONTENT] SEXUALLY EXPLICIT CONTENT. Eighteen years ago, blood stained the halls of the Full Moon Gala. The Vampires came slaughtering nearly every wolf shifter at the gala, including the visiting royal family. Blood drenched the earth, and when the carnage ended. Prince Ambrose, soaked in the screams of his people, he rose from the ashes with a single vow: Blood for blood. Eighteen years later, Ambrose is now Alpha King, ruthless, unyielding, and revered by his pack. But his thirst for vengeance never dulled. His target? Princess Odette. Odette isn’t a delicate doll. She’s fire wrapped in silk. Born of power, and unafraid to destroy. Raised by the very monsters that broke him. Ambrose wants to break her. But this princess doesn't break easily. Captured. Kidnapped. Claimed. The girl he wanted to destroy becomes the woman he can’t stop watching. Touching. Needing. Their bond is dangerous. Twisted. Forbidden. Can love be born of vengeance? What if a terrifying and dangerous threat rises from the shadows? Can a millennia long blood feud be overcome or will they destroy themselves before the enemy even has a chance? Ex: “I missed how you talked back. I can smell the fire burning inside you. Your arousal. It’s strong. Now be a good girl and lie still.” He requested with what sounded like a polite tone but was really just a cover for his sick twisted thrill. “You don’t smell shit from me.” I was getting angry. I know he probably has armed my collar again or I’d throw him across the room and untie myself, give him a piece of my mind. But another part of me. Some twisted sick masochist piece of me wanted to find out how the game was played. He quickly closed the distance between us, reaching to tie the blindfold over me. The minute my vision darkened alarms rang in my head. Every sense was heightened. It was intense and overpowering. “Ever been touched here, by man?” I shook my heads no. He lifted his hand from my skin, and that’s when I realized I’d been holding my breath. He moved to my stomach. “How about here?” I shook my head no. he was driving me crazy, my skin was screaming for more, despite my better judgement, I also wanted more. His warm gentle touch sent a ripple of heat rolling down my back. I desperately wanted to know what yes would mean. My heart was thundering. The pit in my stomach became and ache between my legs. And then hot, soft lips crashed into mine, stealing my breath, it was anything but gentle. It was violent, all consuming, and possessive. Something twisted in me, I opened my mouth like a weak idiot and let him in. Let his tongue explore my mouth. I gave in completely surrendering to him. “You taste far better than I expected.” He sounded almost as breathless as me. I could hear his heart pounding just like mine. He touched my neck next. I nodded yes. Not just because it was true, but because I wanted it. I shouldn’t want it, but I did. Desperately. I wanted to feel the touch of his lips again. And my wish was granted. He bit into my neck softly first and started sucking and kissing on me. A moan escaped me, one I didn’t see coming. The bite at first hurt, but the sucking on my neck eased the pain, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. “Here?” “Princess?” He paused. His hand landed somewhere I should have expected, but for some reason completely forgot. And when his hot hands touched womanhood, my breath hitched. He growled low and possessively asked “And here?”

The Empress Without a Crown A woman’s heart is her greatest weapon if she knows how to wield it. Lin Ruyi was never meant to be just another woman in the Emperor’s harem. She was meant to stand beside him. Beautiful, intelligent, and untouchable, she once held Zhao Long’s undivided attention until another woman, young and fragile, carried his first heir. The court expects her jealousy. The concubines anticipate her fall. Even the Emperor himself waits for her to break. But Ruyi does not break. Instead, she smiles. She takes Lady Su,the woman who should have been her greatest rival under her wing. She watches as the court destroys itself with whispers and paranoia. And all the while, she plays a deeper, deadlier game. Even Zhao Long, a man who has ruled nations and crushed rebellions, begins to realize that the wife he once thought he understood is now the greatest mystery in his life. Every glance between them is a challenge. Every touch a silent war. Every moment a battle for control. Is Ruyi waiting for revenge? Or has she already captured the Emperor’s heart in ways even he cannot escape? And when she finally moves, will it be to destroy him Or to make him hers forever? A tale of love, power, and the queen who refused to kneel. Because the most dangerous love stories are the ones that should never have existed.

She's gonna kill the instructor, Alpha," Talon had said. "Or herself. Or both. There's no telling with that one. The sex ed teacher made her do diagrams today." Apparently, the instructor was relentless. No subtlety. No metaphors. No poetic euphemisms. Nope. Just hard, anatomical facts and brutally graphic expectations. And Luna? Poor, brave, deeply mortified Luna? She was dying. Every. Single. Day. Kyllian smirked as he stepped into his quarters. Her scent hit him instantly. He heard a thud upstairs. He climbed the stairs quietly, not wanting to startle her mid-breakdown. At the top, he paused, listening. "…and then she said, if you do not properly stimulate the upper hood of the clitoris—WHAT EVEN IS A CLITORIS HOOD?! Is it a hat? Why does it need a hat?!" Kyllian barely contained his laughter, biting his knuckles as Talon's voice drifted back. "Technically, it's a fold of skin. Like a protective flap." "Oh my GODS, Talon, get out before I break something over your head." There was a loud thwap. Possibly a throw pillow. Kyllian finally entered the room, casual as ever. "Sounds like your education is going well." Luna turned, her eyes wide with righteous fury and embarrassment. "I'm scarred, Kyllian," she hissed. "Mentally. Emotionally. Spiritually." He raised a brow. "That bad, huh?" "She made me draw a penis yesterday." Talon snorted behind her. "It was terrible. Looked like a deformed eggplant." Luna hurled a throw pillow at him. "GET OUT!" Talon darted from the room with a cackle. "So," Kyllian said, lounging back in one of the plush velvet armchairs in the sitting room "What did you learn today that has your knickers in a twist?" Luna, standing in the middle of the room with her arms crossed and a deeply offended look on her face, sighed dramatically. "I learned how to perform oral sex." Kyllian blinked. "I… I beg your pardon?" She tilted her head, sarcasm oozing from every word. "Oral sex, Kyllian. With detail. And a diagram. And a banana." "A banana?" "A banana!" she repeated, throwing her hands in the air. "Like, is that standard procedure?" Kyllian grinned, his amusement growing. "Come on, tell me how she explained it." His tone had shifted less teasing now and more intrigued, though he still wore that maddening smirk. He shifted forward in his seat, elbows resting on his knees. Luna narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously. "Why? So you can laugh at me?" "Absolutely," he said with zero shame. "But mostly because I want to see this banana demonstration for myself." With a dramatic groan, she snatched the nearest banana from the fruit bowl on the coffee table. The irony that it had been sitting right there, mocking her with its yellow smugness, was not lost on her. She held it up with two fingers. "Okay, so first, she said this is the penis…" Kyllian held up a finger. "Wait. Did she call it that?" ***** What happens when a werewolf princess is created for one sole purpose? For revenge against the vampire prince. Princess Luna is artificially mated to Prince Damien. She fights the bond with everything and even agrees to an arranged marriage with Alpha Kyllian. but when her survival depends on a hard choice, the prince chooses to mark her even when it meant it would take him down. Dying and still refused by the werewolf princess, he has to find a way to provide an heir for his people or his uncle Gabriel will turn the entire Blood City upside down if he takes the throne. His people look to him for their own survival but then his only chance of living might be to find his true mate. Will his bond with Luna be able to withstand what fate and politics throw their way?

[No R-18 scenes] Princess Viana Yanis's life took a dramatic turn after she was married off to a very wealthy Count to save her kingdom's failing finances. Unable to endure her husband's cruel and harsh treatment, she decided to end her life. However, she was given a second chance to live, and she chose to take it. Armed with the knowledge of her past, and supported by a special System, she took various actions to save her kingdom from financial ruin. And she sought revenge on everyone who had hurt her in the past... #regression #kindombuilding

Meet Ash, Princess Aishwarya from the Island of Kalai, the eldest daughter, the only daughter in generations, born into a family of moderators. A special kind of human that served as moderators between the natural and the supernatural world. Ash was trained to be queen from a very young age. Well versed in the art of politics, war, negotiations, people, manners, manipulation, swords, archery, guns, magic, supernatural studies and more. However, her life turns upside down when her mother, a healer, the only healer on the island passes away, and a dark calamity begins forming on top of her island, the island needs a new healer. While she takes up the mantle behind her grieving father, her father backstabs her with a marriage proposal that would kick her out of the island and crown his brother the throne. Her brother, who has only ever lived a kind, carefree life honing his magic is now the king, and she is a roadblock her father wants to remove from the path. To save herself and to stop that power imbalance her proposed marriage would cause in the supernatural world, Ash enrolls into the most prestigious university across the Atlantic. Supernatural University. Standing at the university gate, she feels lost. ---------------------------------- Free To Read

Da-eun wake up after death as a cat but wait not a normal cat, it's the villaness's cat who will die tregicaly and her cat too to service she had to save both her and villaness's will she be able to change the original story, but wait she can turn human too what?

Princess Rosemary is a wilted flower in her father’s court. Born into a society that puts power on a pedestal, her frail body and faltering angelic powers earn only scorn from the nobles and icy contempt from her father. Suffocated by whispers and rejection, Rose’s gentle spirit breaks, driving her to do the unimaginable. But as she does so, memories of her brother's kindness renew her will to live. Yet, it might already be too late as she's dragged under the raging river. As all hope seems lost, a pair of cold eyes peer back at her. Would their owner bring the salvation she so desperately craves, or a continuation of the emotional torment she has endured since she was a child?

Two powerful families. A decades-old betrayal. One love story that was never meant to happen. Gianna Veymont was born into legacy — smart, stunning, and heiress to one of the wealthiest empires in the country. Tristan Greystorm was bred for power — arrogant, charming, and the crown prince of her family’s sworn enemy. They were raised to hate each other. But fate throws them into the same elite college, where wars are fought not with weapons but with money, status, and pride. A campus full of whispers. A viral scandal. A dance that should’ve meant nothing — but didn’t. As secrets from their family’s past begin to resurface, Gianna and Tristan are pulled into a twisted web of betrayal, buried truths, and a third enemy hiding in plain sight. And when hate starts to blur into something far more dangerous... Will love be their greatest ruin?

I never asked to be a part of werewolf society - or this world. Every day that passes, the mating bond between my protector and I threatens to occur, once and for all. To consume me entirely... and lock my path with this world on the brink, even when I still think of home. ⧖ ⧖ ⧖ One minute I was Citra Lomdi - a Princess to a kingdom of silk and secrets in a whole other place. There, I was a *magnificent* Fox shifter... maneuvering in the gilded cage that was my life. The next thing I knew... I was trapped in the body of a she-werewolf being rejected by her mate. A man that wanted the original owner, Helene Duskpaw, to accept the rejection of the mate bond so badly that he'd be easily convinced to kill me. He did *almost* seem to be trying! But my problems didn't end there. An 'Apocalypse System' has chosen me and a countdown timer reminds me whenever I look that fate can be measured. That there might be a point to my arrival here. A fierce & brilliant CEO of a supernatural society tech empire has their sights on me, too. The Alpha of the Rimecoat Pack that is quite annoyingly... as sexy as she is powerful. This Kyrie Voss also seems to believe she is my fated mate. Silly wolf superstitions. Whether that is true or not, isn't really important! I'm caught in between a cold-snap future and a hot-love pursuit... but I am Citra Lomdi and I will not be tamed. Not by the wolf within me I share this body with, the rogues that see me unmarked, or the Alpha that can set my blood on fire with her amazing restraint. The only problem is: Helene was pregnant before she died. So now, I am too.