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Today's Kind of Fairytale

Clara, a fiercely independent graphic designer and new single mother to adorable baby Leo, is on the brink. With a career-defining project looming and her childcare plans in smithereens, she’s out of options and almost out of caffeine. Across the hall in their vibrant Artisan’s Quarter apartment building lives Ethan, a meticulous, career-driven architect whose perfectly ordered world is as sleek and minimalist as his ambitions are grand. He needs a “stable partner” image—fast—to clinch a make-or-break partnership at Sterling & Finch. A desperate situation calls for a desperate solution: the "Project Co-Habitation & Career Advancement Mutual Assistance Pact." It’s a hilariously formal, strictly platonic agreement where Ethan becomes Leo’s weekday caregiver in exchange for Clara playing the role of his devoted partner at crucial work events. Lines are drawn, rules are made (mostly in a shared, sarcastically annotated Google Doc), and disaster is meticulously planned for. But as Bridgewood City buzzes around them, and baby Leo’s innocent charm works its magic, the carefully constructed walls between Clara and Ethan begin to crumble. Late-night baby duties turn into shared laughter, business arrangements blur into unexpected tenderness, and the undeniable chemistry simmering beneath their witty banter becomes too potent to ignore. Can their unconventional pact survive the intrusion of real, messy emotions? Or will the fine print of their deal be hilariously rewritten by a love that was never part of the plan? "Today's Kind of Fairytale" is a witty, heartwarming contemporary romance about unexpected love, the beautiful chaos of modern parenting, and finding your own version of happily ever after, right where you least expect it.
The_Omniarch · 7.6k Views

Falling for my Enemy’s Brother

"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
teanuh · 120.7k Views

ANCHOR OF HEARTS

Selina is born as the illegitimate daughter of the prestigious Everett family and cast out into a harsh world, left to survive alone. Living in disguise to blend in and escape the shadow of her stained reputation, she tries to lead an ordinary life. Somewhere along the way, she falls in love at first sight with a young man. But her feelings remain a secret—tucked away quietly—until he leaves overseas, and she’s left yearning for his return. And so, she waits. Three years later, her secret crush returns and Selina believes this is her chance to finally share her feelings. At his welcome-back banquet, a twist of fate leads them into a one-night stand. But Zane doesn’t return as the man she once admired—he comes back cold, distant, and utterly ruthless. This time, he carries revenge in his heart—against her father, the Everett family, and Selina herself. As the storm of his vengeance erupts, Selina finds her world collapsing, left isolated and shattered while trying to protect her father. And then fate deals its cruellest hand. Selina discovers she’s pregnant with Zane’s child. She doesn’t want the baby—but Zane insists it must be born. Seeing a way to end his all-consuming revenge, Selina proposes a deal with Zane. With her feelings buried deep, Selina begins a journey through pregnancy, healing, and reclaiming her identity—navigating secrets, betrayals and the tangled legacy of her family. ----- Note: This is a slow-burn romance, not a dark romance. There’s no abuse, rape, or cheating between the main couples. I hope you enjoy and support Selina's journey ಠ⁠ᴥ⁠ಠ
LilyKim · 17.6k Views

The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven

Meredith Carter was once the pride of her pack—until the Lunar Curse marked her as wolfless, unwanted, and a disgrace. Humiliated, abandoned, and rejected by her fated mate, she thought the Moon Goddess had forsaken her. But her curse came with a cruel side effect—wild, uncontrollable pheromones that drove men insane with desire and disgust. A scent so intoxicating, it made her a target. The night she was cast aside when her pheromones spiralled beyond control, Alpha Draven Oatrun—the most feared and untouchable Alpha in the kingdom—claimed her instead. But Draven doesn’t want love. He doesn’t even want her. His reasons for marrying her have nothing to do with fate. Thrust into a world of ruthless politics, deadly enemies, and a mate who sees her as nothing more than a pawn, Meredith must fight to survive, reclaim her dignity, and uncover the secrets behind her curse. Because something is awakening inside her. Something powerful. Something… ancient. And when the truth is revealed, not even Alpha Draven will be able to resist what she becomes. Rejected. Cursed. Desired. Chosen. Will Meredith break free from her fate? Above all, what is this mystical force pushing her to start a war? — Excerpt: "You may have claimed me," Meredith whispered, her violet eyes burning with defiance, "but you will never own me." Draven exhaled a low, dangerous laugh. His golden eyes gleamed as he caged her in, his presence suffocating. "Own you?" His voice was velvet and steel. "Little wolf, I don’t need to own you." He brushed a strand of silver-white hair behind her ear—a touch so light, yet it sent shivers down her spine. "Because whether you like it or not…" His breath ghosted against her skin. "Your body already responds to me." Meredith clenched her jaw, ignoring the traitorous warmth pooling deep inside her. It was the pheromones. It had to be. "I hate you," she forced out. “Good,” Draven smirked. Because hate was just another form of obsession.
Paschalinelily · 244k Views

I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha

[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?”
devonany · 182.5k Views