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Empire of Veyl lies in ash and ruin. Rift-Storms split the sky, vomiting horned horrors that feast on cities already starving. The last thing anyone trusts is a pretty face—especially Kio Valaryn’s. Once the throne’s deadliest spy, Kio is branded a traitor after refusing to torture an innocent child for intel. Dragged to a public beheading amid lightning-lit rubble, she expects the blade… until a towering abyss-beast crashes the scaffold, claws dripping violet fire, and claims her with a single, possessive word: “Mine.” The collision awakens the Ero-Thread Nexus—a forbidden system tattooed across Kio’s skin. Each consensual bond with a rift-spawned sovereign threads their power into her body: -Vaun, the Abyss-Wolf King Shadow-warp & bone-crushing strength -Seraph Aurelion, Rust-Wing Fallen Halo-blight that scorches armies -Nyxara, Tide-Drake Leviathan City-drowning tidal command Seven monsters exist. Seven threads will let Kio reseal the rifts or tear reality apart. But every surge of borrowed power pushes the Nexus toward overload—and stamps a death-countdown rune over her heart. Hunted by zealots, bounty guilds, and the crown she once served, Kio must navigate desire as lethal as any battlefield. To survive, she’ll wield passion like a dagger, turning monsters into allies, lovers, and weapons—while the ruins of Veyl burn around them. In a world where pleasure fuels apocalypse and love is a loaded gun, can the Rift-Maiden chain the darkness—or will the darkness chain her?

She was raised to obey. Trained to kneel. But the fire in her blood was never meant to be caged. Charis Greye was supposed to seal an alliance, but instead, she bit the Alpha King's son and might have started a war. Daughter of the infamous Alpha Silas Greye, Charis always thought she had a bright future. But when that future came with blood, bruises, and a cage called duty, she did the unthinkable: she ran. Now, under a forged name with her hair cropped to her chin, she's no longer Charis – she's Eamon Riggs, a quiet boy from a small pack at Ravenshore Academy, the only place beyond her father's influence. But the shadows of her past won't stay buried. When a ruthless strategist with piercing eyes starts circling too close to her secrets, a seductive playboy with a darkness of his own awakens her wolf's forbidden desires. Her vengeful ex-mate—the one who should be dead—returns, thirsting for revenge, and Charis's carefully constructed lies begin to crack. As "Eamon" climbs the ranks, Charis must protect her identity and control the power awakening inside her—a power that could topple dynasties or kill her. In a world where alliances shift like shadows and enemies wear friendly faces, Charis must decide: keep hiding and survive, or reveal her truth and burn it all down. At Ravenshore Academy, the deadliest game isn't about learning how to lead... It's surviving long enough to matter. And no one said the strongest survive –it's about outlasting the monsters who already are.

Rita gave up her life of luxury for love, hiding her billionaire roots to marry James, a humble farmer. But her fairy-tale romance soon turned into a nightmare of betrayal, abuse, and heartbreak. Forced to sign divorce papers, she vanished, taking with her a secret that could have changed everything. James thought he had moved on with the governor’s daughter, but his dream life crumbled when the truth about Linnet's past emerged. Stricken by regret, he discovers the shocking reality: Rita wasn’t the burden he believed her to be, she was the blessing he let slip away. Now, armed with newfound determination and desperation, James is chasing the woman he wronged, only to find Rita reborn as a powerful and untouchable force. As she thrives with the son he never knew, James must confront his failures and fight for the chance to rewrite their story. Can a shattered love be pieced back together, or is James too late to reclaim the life he destroyed?

At 48, Karen Higgins is a respected literature professor, twice divorced, and fiercely self-reliant. Her world is built on discipline, decorum, and academic achievement—until Jonny Westlake, a bright, bold, and surprisingly mature 24-year-old student, crashes into her life like a storm. When Jonny’s youthful charm collides with Karen’s carefully guarded heart, sparks fly—but not the romantic kind. At first, she’s harsh, dismissive, and determined to put distance between them. But what begins as disdain gradually turns to undeniable attraction. Against the backdrop of university politics, ageist judgment, and whispered gossip, their secret relationship ignites. As Karen wrestles with the risks of loving a younger man—her student, no less—she begins to confront her own fears: of losing control, of being judged, and of daring to want more than just professional respectability. But when their relationship is exposed in the harsh light of social scrutiny, Karen must choose: hide in shame and save her career, or step boldly into the fire and fight for the life and love she never thought she deserved. The Cougar is a fierce, emotional, and deeply romantic story about forbidden love, female autonomy, and what it means to live unapologetically. It’s about rewriting the rules—of age, power, and desire—and finding freedom in the truth of who you are.

"Alethea and the Billionaires" Dark Billionaire Romance | High Society Alethea Vione was born into a world that worships power and money—two things she never had. Abandoned, betrayed, and sold to the highest bidder, her life became a game played by cruel billionaires and aristocrats who only saw her body, never her soul. They wanted to control her. They wanted to break her. But they forgot— Even a shattered girl can be dangerous when she learns to bleed with grace. Behind every forced smile, Alethea hid her pain. Behind every designer gown, she carried her scars. And behind the madness, one man quietly watched— not as a predator, but as a protector. In a world where loyalty is rare and lust is currency, will Alethea become their perfect prey, or rise as the woman they never expected to fear?

The love story of Ryan and Joy

He doesn’t belong to this world. But someone here wants him to stay—forever. Dave wakes up in a twisted version of his city. The people know his name, but they despise him. Even his brother—once his closest bond—is now a ruthless enemy. In this distorted reality, one thing remains the same: Heiz. Cold, magnetic, unreadable. He says he knows Dave. But not this Dave. Caught between two versions of himself, and two men with very different agendas, Dave must face the question he fears most: Who am I, if I don’t belong anywhere? A dark BL fantasy of identity, obsession, and the blurred lines between love and control.

A dying woman named Remy decides to travel the US as her last hurrah. During her trip, she finds an injured Italian mafia boss named Theo hiding in her backseat. He's on the run from his enemies and joins her in her trip to get away for awhile. He uses his substantial wealth to find her trip and slowly starts to fall for her.

"Craig," she whispered, breath shivering, "please…" It didn't matter what she was asking for…more, less, everything. The plea alone made them press hard against each other, like their bodies were trying to make up for all the time they'd been apart, like they could consume each other if they touched harder. And still, she ached. For all of him. And he did too. She could tell by the way his grip on her thighs tightened, his fingers digging into her skin like he was holding on for dear life. His breath warm and uneven against her neck, as her hips rolled again, slower this time, more deliberate. Then he groaned, head falling to her shoulder as his body pressed in, hard and hungry. "Shit," he whispered, voice ragged. "Merlina," And just like that, his mouth was gone. She blinked, dazed, lips swollen, skin tingling everywhere he'd touched. He stepped back, slow and heavy with restraint, hands gripping the edge of the sink on either side of her, like he needed to hold something that wasn't her. Her voice came out in a whisper. "Why'd you stop?" His eyes met hers, dark and wrecked. But then, he smirked. "Not with your siblings next door." She stared, barely able to think. He leaned in like he might kiss her again, then stopped just short, brushing his thumb over swollen bottom lip, "PG-13 remember?" SYNOPSIS: At an elite college, falling for the cold, narcissistic son of a bi-llionaire wasn’t part of the plan, especially when his brother is tied to her mother’s mysterious death. But from the moment Merlina steps into campus, the chemistry is undeniable. He’s detached, arrogant, and everything she should stay away from. Yet no matter how hard she tries, she can’t ignore the pull. She’s here for a degree, but her real mission is uncovering the secrets of her mother’s past at this very school. As sparks fly between her and the guy she should keep her distance from, she’s torn between two things: exposing the truth and protecting her heart from falling for him. The deeper she digs, the more dangerous things get. Anonymous threats, dark secrets, and a guy who’s starting to think her obsession with the past could ruin everything. TikTok | @officialffmeb

Empire of Veyl lies in ash and ruin. Rift-Storms split the sky, vomiting horned horrors that feast on cities already starving. The last thing anyone trusts is a pretty face—especially Kio Valaryn’s. Once the throne’s deadliest spy, Kio is branded a traitor after refusing to torture an innocent child for intel. Dragged to a public beheading amid lightning-lit rubble, she expects the blade… until a towering abyss-beast crashes the scaffold, claws dripping violet fire, and claims her with a single, possessive word: “Mine.” The collision awakens the Ero-Thread Nexus—a forbidden system tattooed across Kio’s skin. Each consensual bond with a rift-spawned sovereign threads their power into her body: -Vaun, the Abyss-Wolf King Shadow-warp & bone-crushing strength -Seraph Aurelion, Rust-Wing Fallen Halo-blight that scorches armies -Nyxara, Tide-Drake Leviathan City-drowning tidal command Seven monsters exist. Seven threads will let Kio reseal the rifts or tear reality apart. But every surge of borrowed power pushes the Nexus toward overload—and stamps a death-countdown rune over her heart. Hunted by zealots, bounty guilds, and the crown she once served, Kio must navigate desire as lethal as any battlefield. To survive, she’ll wield passion like a dagger, turning monsters into allies, lovers, and weapons—while the ruins of Veyl burn around them. In a world where pleasure fuels apocalypse and love is a loaded gun, can the Rift-Maiden chain the darkness—or will the darkness chain her?

Danna Woods is stepping into university life with big dreams and an even bigger heart—nothing’s gonna slow her down, not even the blazing sun or a wardrobe mishap. But her first day at Sunshine University quickly turns wild when she accidentally spills hot coffee on Garson, the dangerously handsome and notoriously cold son of a top businessman. Sparks fly in the worst way as their fiery clash instantly makes them the talk of campus. While Danna tries to keep her cool and prove she’s more than just a “small-headed girl,” Garson’s icy facade hints at deeper layers beneath his sharp tongue and expensive lifestyle. With bestie Natalia by her side and a mysterious professor stepping in when things get heated, Danna’s university journey is about to get way more complicated—and way more interesting—than she ever expected. Will these two opposites ever find common ground, or is their collision course just the start of an epic drama?

Jason sank to his knees as smoke swallowed the sky, the color of it an angry crimson, like the world itself was bleeding. The house before him, her house, collapsed in slow motion, boards shrieking and crumbling as if mourning their own destruction. His chest caved with a ragged sob, the kind that seemed to come from somewhere deeper than his lungs, deeper even than his body. Everything around him blurred—faces, sirens, flames—until all that remained was the ash. He should have looked away. Should have closed his eyes. But he didn't. He couldn't. The paramedics moved solemnly through the smoke, their silhouettes stark against the firelit haze. The stretchers were draped in white sheets—too still, too final. He counted them without meaning to. One... two... three. Jason didn't flinch. His heart was hollowed out, like something had been carved from within him with a hot blade. It should've been him. Not Selena. "No," he whispered hoarsely, his voice splintering. "No, it can't be." He stumbled backward, eyes wide, brain refusing to bridge the gap between what he saw and what he believed. Reality came in slow waves, each one more unbearable than the last. And then he was moving, sprinting toward the stretchers with a desperate, raw urgency. A rescuer with no one left to save. "Selena," he choked, reaching trembling hands toward the nearest form. The heat of the fire still lingered in the air, as if the world itself was scorched. He lifted the sheet with shaking fingers. What stared back at him was no longer her face—just blackened skin, unrecognizable. His mind rejected it. It can't be her. It isn't.

He will always find her. In every life he will find her. He will love her. He will be her doom. This is their curse. Seri was a smalltown girl. She had a good life, loving supportive parents and friends, a bright future as an artist ahead of her. Her world abruptly changes when she meets a handsome stranger at a bar. His presence threatens to tear her heart apart as she learns the truth about herself. Her lineage. Her past. and their curse. When sudden disappearance shake her town and someone close to her disappears, Seri's world shatters. A war is brewing between Heaven and Earth, mortals and immortals. It will be the final war. Seri will embark on a journey that threatens to unravel the secrets hidden long ago. these secrets will force her to make a choice, one that could tip the scales deciding the fate of the world. This book is a bit of a slow burn but when it picks up the steam will satisfy the wait. Exerts from the book: *BANG* My ears were ringing, it suddenly got so much colder. Hard to breathe. Next to me mother shrieks in horror looking at my stomach. There’s blood. It was leaking from me. Pain slammed into me, felt like I was hit with a thousand knives. It was so agonizing I tried to brace myself back against the railing. Hard to breathe. I could feel the warmth of my blood dripping from my mouth. Looking down and a dark red color drenched me. Mother on her knees wailing uncontrollably. Detaching my clipped life vest to look at my hole. Blood now smeared my vision as I tried to wipe the red from my eyes. Screams and footsteps echoed loudly in my ears. Then suddenly I’m falling. “Hey now, hey now, fainting at the sight of me are you?” His sensual voice slipped in my ears like smooth milk chocolate. the taste of iron consumed my mouth, hot blood flooded me when I tried to laugh. It hurt. Oh god why did it hurt so bad. Tears drifted down my cheeks the salt leaving a trail of it’s path behind it. “You’re gonna be okay, I promise.” “You found me.” a smile creeped up my face. “I’ll always find you.” The ship began to lift into the air and people began to fall. I blink and then I’m falling. With one breath in I hit the ice cold water. Paralyzed. I couldn’t move. The screams and cries of woman and children pounded with water. Slipping. I was slipping under the violent thrashing waves. The air being sucked from my lungs. I try to open to breathe only got water to rush in instead. I was drowning. I was going to die. Gasping for air only to swallow more water. The water was like liquid ice touching my skin, but my lungs burned. A scream burst from my mouth only to be drowned by the water that came in after. I sank deeper and deeper.* *I saw his eyes flash a glowing white before he closed them and started kissing me again. This time it was gentler and softer than before. He tasted like warm honey biscuits. He was passionate and relaxed with his movement. I didn’t stop him. No, instead, I let him claim my lips. I run my hands though his hair pulling his face closer to mine. He rests his body on me, his weight heavy against my smaller frame, pressing me into the bed. The pressure of his body weight made me want to spread my legs and when I did a fire sparked inside me, my core was a blaze. My intimate area felt wet and hot like lava, and it was like everything around me melted away and I was lost in this kiss. This single moment in my life was undoing me. He pulled my head up sliding his arm underneath my neck to keep his body lifted slightly as he ran his fingers up my side. My body jolted; my hips instinctively lifted upwards, pushing against him. I could feel him harden between my legs and an unfamiliar ache stirred inside me, I moaned into his mouth. I could feel my body burning up again. I was getting dizzy, and I started to sweat. Or was that steam coming from us? Stars began dancing in my vision. Then a darkness swallowed me, and I was lost.* discord for this book is: https://discord.gg/Wx3RS62W

For Jamie Vayne, life could be better, but he’s not complaining. His career as a musician might not be on the fast track, and he still has to work to earn a paycheck, but his following on a particular platform for the naughty eye in search of the sexy guy is on the rise, and his hookup success nears one hundred percent in terms of both sides’ satisfaction. Life is far from a straight line, and certain enticing curves are to be expected. Less expected is having a curve ball thrown at him by no other than the Sunny Hill gossip rag, Xpress. A weirdo who loves dressing up now follows him around, ruining his chances to score, and the next thing he knows, his failures are displayed in bold letters for all the campus’s entertainment. Jamie loves a challenge. He’ll catch Xpress, and when he does... That’s what this story is about.

Rohan, a straightforward and simple boy, finds himself entangled in a web of complexities when he joins a college notorious for its seniors' menacing behavior towards freshmen. The seniors, with their intimidating presence, make life miserable for the new students, and Rohan becomes their next target. However, amidst this chaos, Rohan's life takes an unexpected turn when he lays eyes on Nikhil, the college's most handsome and elusive bad boy. Nikhil's chiseled features and captivating aura leave Rohan utterly smitten, and he can't help but feel drawn to him. As Rohan navigates his way through the treacherous waters of college life, he struggles to reconcile his feelings for Nikhil with the harsh reality that Nikhil already has a girlfriend. The thought of being in a relationship with someone who seems out of his league fills Rohan with anxiety and self-doubt. Yet, his infatuation only grows stronger, and he finds himself torn between his loyalty to his own emotions and the fear of rejection. The predicament Rohan faces is a classic tale of unrequited love, where the admirer is left to pine for the unattainable object of their desire. Will Rohan muster the courage to confess his feelings to Nikhil, potentially risking their friendship and his own heart? Or will he choose to silently adore Nikhil from afar, forever trapped in the realm of "what ifs"? As the story unfolds, it becomes increasingly evident that Rohan's journey won't be easy. The odds are stacked against him, and the possibility of heartbreak looms large. Nevertheless, Rohan's determination and sincerity might just be the catalysts that change the course of his life forever.

“I can feel your heartbeat,” Damien murmured. “You could have chosen to defy me. Yet, here you are.” His fingers traced higher, a teasing and agonizing path. Chloe shivered. Her breath hitched as his hand pressed forward past the barrier of silk. A soft gasp escaped her lips when his fingers found the space between her legs. “So tell me, what do you want?” he whispered against her skin, his strokes slow and teasing, breaking her breaths. Chloe looked down, watching the way his hands moved—possessive, steady, each motion more intoxicating than the last. “I want you,” she said. “I want you.” Damien Cross only had one mission—revenge. Cold, calculating, and merciless, he’s spent years building an empire and waiting for the perfect moment to strike back at the man who betrayed him. Chloe Bennett was never supposed to be part of the plan. But when she walked into his life, she became the perfect pawn… and the one temptation he can’t resist. Now the game has changed. She was meant to be leverage. But now she’s becoming his obsession.

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

Selene Carter never expected her life to turn into a storm of passion, power, and dangerous temptation until she got caught between two billionaire brothers. Lucian Blackwood is intense, ruthless, and impossible to resist. He takes what he wants without hesitation, and he’s made one thing clear, Selene is his. Ethan Blackwood is careful, protective, and nothing like his older brother. He offers Selene safety, a way out of the chaos that comes with Lucian. But the more he warns her to stay away, the harder it is to ignore the pull toward the man she shouldn’t want. As desire and deception collide, Selene realizes the war between the Black wood brothers runs deeper than she ever imagined. But when seduction turns into betrayal and buried secrets come to light, she’s left with one question: Who can she really trust? One brother will claim her. One will break her. And her heart? It may not survive.

It seemed like an easy mission for The Cathal Brother. Find the traitor that betrayed their family and operation. Take the infamous hacker Christopher Young as well and take him under their employment, however, when raiding the mansion they did not expect to find that Christopher Young is nothing that they thought he was. Christopher Young is a curvaceous young woman with piercings tattoos and dreads. Can these four brothers handle the chaos that comes with this princess?

What do you do when your brother dies because of some entitled assholes? You go undercover. My real name? Clare. But at school, I’m Clause—just another guy blending in. Disguised. Watching. Yes, a boy. No, it's not an all-boys school—I'm just deep undercover, hunting down the bastard responsible for my brother’s suicide. Nobody—and I mean nobody—messes with my precious brother and gets away with it. They better pray I never find them, because when I do? Death will be a mercy, and trust me—I don’t do mercy. And as for the egotistical Alpha and the narcissistic Vampire Prince? They can go fuck themselves. I don’t do mates, I don’t do claiming, and I sure as hell don’t do them.