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He was just a broke college student juggling part-time jobs to survive. She was the untouchable Chairwoman of a trillion-dollar empire. Their worlds should’ve never crossed… but she made sure they did. Kang Minjae never imagined his quiet life would spiral into chaos the moment he received a message from an anonymous number. A message that wasn’t just a mistake—but a declaration of silent possession. “You’re mine. You just don’t know it yet.” — From Unknown She watched him. She followed him. She erased every obstacle between them without him even knowing. To her, love meant ownership, and he was already claimed. But beneath her beauty lies obsession. Beneath her silence, madness. And the deeper Minjae falls into her world, the harder it becomes to escape. Yet the scariest part? A part of him doesn’t want to. Behind the smiles of those closest to him—his caring sister, his friendly classmate, even his so-called friends—secrets fester. And as the shadows close in, Minjae must ask himself: Is she his captor… or his only savior? ⸻ “Beneath Her Shadow” is a dark urban romance where love is twisted, obsession is deadly, and nothing is what it seems. Expect intense emotions, shocking reveals, dangerous passion, and a mystery that goes deeper than anyone suspects. Warning: Contains themes of psychological manipulation, unhealthy obsession, and morally grey characters. Read at your own risk.

SCARLET IDENTITY: DAUGHTER OF ASHES She doesn’t remember who she was. But the world won’t let her forget who she’s supposed to be. Hana lives under lock and key — in a home that feels more like a trap and a life full of missing pieces. Her days are shadowed by strange rules, a controlling guardian, and questions no one will answer. Her memories? Fragmented. Her freedom? Conditional. When she's dropped into the elite and ruthless halls of Haneul Academy, everything spirals. The students are sharks in silk. The teachers play gods. And Hana? She's a mystery — even to herself. But when flickers of forgotten moments begin clawing their way to the surface — moments of fire, fear, and faces she can’t name — Hana realizes the truth is closer than anyone wants her to find. There’s something buried deep in her past. Something powerful. Something dangerous. And Hana is done playing by their rules.

"Please, I have to go home." That's what I told the man in front of me. I begged him to let me go, but in my heart, I pray he never will.  How crazy is that? How can I feel safer with a stranger I've just met than the man who was supposed to love me until death? Why does he look at me like I'm the most beautiful thing in the world? Does he see the bruises? Is that why he's doing this? I should've never left the house, but I couldn't let him win. Not this time, but I hadn't counted on this. "He'll never hurt you again." I want to believe those words, but I don't know if I can. What if I'm going crazy? What if it's all a dream, and I wake up in the nightmare that's my life? I shouldn't trust him, but gods, why does his voice affect me like this? Why does he smell like lightning storms and heather? "Nefretiri? Do you know what a mate is?" No, he didn't just say that! Life isn't supposed to be this dark. That's what Nefretiri Jordans believed until her world came crumbling down. Her marriage was now a game of slave and master, and she would never win. Not when her husband was cruel enough to bring his mistresses to the house and act like Nefra was nothing more than a servant. She wants to run, but she can't. He'll never let her go, especially not with their new daughter. So, she has no choice but to live in hell and do her best to stay sane. Unfortunately, that line of sanity suddenly breaks when Ricky goes too far, and Nefra makes a stupid choice. After all, it's just a cake. Who cared about that?  Fate has a cruel sense of humor, and Nefra quickly learns that nothing is by chance. So, what started as a painful but necessary trip to the store turned into an unexpected adventure.  After all, she never put mate on her shopping list. Not that it mattered to Ivan. The Alpha of the Sebryanny Kinzhal pack from Colorado who's slowly coming back from a year of hell. All he wanted was to find peace and figure out what he was supposed to do with his life. The moon goddess had an answer, and she set him up to find the one thing he needed to be saved.  So, when Nefra crashed into his truck and he saw her, Ivan knew she was his destiny. Unfortunately for him, she's not on board and seems to belong to someone else. If Ivan wants Nefretiri to be his, he'll need to do more than earn her trust. Dark secrets are waiting to devour both of them, and more than one enemy is watching in the shadows to claim what both unknowingly hold.  Somehow, they must get past their pain to find each other and build something neither believed was possible again. Finally, it's time to put the cards on the table and bet it all. If they win, their lives will be more than either of them could ever dream, but if they lose, the darkness will destroy more than one life.

He’s gay. She’s a girl. So why does it feel like gravity is pulling them into each other anyway? When Eliana lands a job under fashion icon Luca, she never expects her chaotic new life to include Nicholas/Nicky—gorgeous, untouchable, and openly gay. But nights turn into stolen touches, heated glances, and secrets pressed between bodies that shouldn’t want. Eliana knows she shouldn’t fall for a man whose heart was never meant for her. And Nicky? He’s caught between the life he’s always known and the fire he can’t stay away from. Their love doesn’t make sense. It’s messy. Unlabeled. Addictive. But when every moment together feels like a confession, how long can they pretend it’s not real? Mature Rating so please no 17 and below.

He knew she loved someone else, but he still tried his best to keep her by his side, marrying her. She, however, believed that his behavior was a betrayal of their friendship. After marriage, although she was cold and indifferent, he was still thoughtful and considerate, cared for and protected her. Can his consistent love, affection, and tolerance truly move her?

He said, "Sweetie, you are mine, and I will never let you go." But eventually, he let her go, "You want a divorce, right? I'll sign it after you drafting the agreement." ... She thought their marriage was a transaction where each got what they needed. She even thought that the woman who had stood by his side for years was his lifelong White Moonlight, his heart's desire. Little did she know, she was the only beam of light in his life, the warmth he wanted to keep forever. Until he protected her with his body, disregarding life and death… ... Baby Chapter: The little princess felt aggrieved and pitiful for not being allowed to bathe with daddy. “Daddy bathes with brother but not with me, that's not fair!” “Because you are a gir, sweetheart.” “Then mommy is also a girl, why can daddy bathe with mommy?” “…”

In a one-sided marriage that lasted several years, Shen Heyu made herself the butt of a joke. On the day of the divorce at the civil affairs bureau, Pei Yansi scorned her coldly: 'Shen Heyu, I'll wait for you to come back and beg me!' But once she disappeared for good, the man regretted it. He pursued her relentlessly, entangled her day and night, even kneeling before her begging to get back together. Shen Heyu was somewhat speechless, 'Pei Yansi, can't you act like a human?' Pei Yansi's lips curved slightly, 'Not acting human is fine too, being a loyal dog isn’t so bad.'

(Warning: Mature Content - R-18) Yaxi is trash, a timid rat wallowing in the mud. No one notices her, no one loves her. That is, until one day, Chen Ling—the golden boy she’s secretly obsessed with—is cast aside by his family and girlfriend, abandoned by all. She transforms into the venomous sidekick, plucks the fallen Chen Ling from the garbage heap, and claims him as her dog. She commands him to fuck her. But then, one day, the dog finds its true master. She tries to toss him aside for someone new. Shen Ling storms through the door, eyes blazing red, tears streaming, ripping her off the other body. “You can fuck whoever you want,” he pleads, “but let me join. Please.” Get A Sneak Peek “Don’t just talk the talk; you need to do something to show me you understand.” She abruptly pushed Chen Ling onto the bed, spread the blanket, and straddled him with her right leg. The blanket was heavy, pressing her down, and her face “plopped” onto Chen Ling’s chest. Chen Ling, who had been perfectly calm moments ago, had a tremor in his eyes, but Yaxi didn’t notice. She had prepared to be fierce and intimidating today, to scare him into submission. Now, with her legs clamping his waist and bent beside his thighs, and because she was lying down, her butt was slightly raised, her soft breasts pressing against his abdomen. The position was very strange. Meanwhile, Chen Ling’s body was stiff—not just his bones, but his muscles, taut with tension. Yaxi suddenly realized that he only seemed slim usually because of his height and good proportions. This made her feel less imposing. To make matters worse, Chen Ling’s hands were supporting her butt, lifting it slightly. ...

Title: His Favorite Poison: Until Death Makes Us Worse Genre: Dark Romance | Psychological Thriller | Possessive Male Lead | Tragedy | Obsession --- Synopsis: It started with a scream. Mira Thorne kicked the back of the driver’s seat, rage and fear blending in her bloodshot eyes. “Stop the car!” she shouted, her voice cracking. But the men in front only glanced at her through the rearview mirror—smirking, silent, and cruel. She kicked again. Harder. The car swerved. CRASH! Glass shattered. Tires screamed. The car flipped, spun, then hit a ditch with a thud. Mira’s body slammed into the door. Pain tore through her, but she didn’t wait. She crawled out. Ran. A flash of headlights nearly blinded her—another car almost crushed her bones, but she dove aside at the last second. Blood in her mouth. Her limbs shaking. Then she saw the forest. Thick. Dark. Unforgiving. She ran straight down the hill—stumbled—rolled—tumbled into the trees. The air tore her lungs, but she didn’t stop. Behind her, car doors slammed. Footsteps followed. “Stop running, Mira!” She didn’t. Gunshots rang out. Bang! A searing pain exploded in her arm. She screamed, fell again, rolled over dry leaves and stone. Still, she rose. And then… She saw it. A mansion. Dark stone. Down the hill. Looming like a sleeping beast. She ran. Her legs barely holding. Her blood soaking her sleeve. And just as she stumbled past a cluster of trees—she saw him. Standing at the edge of the mansion’s balcony. A glass of wine in hand. Eyes sharp and expression unreadable. Damien Voss. She screamed, desperate, broken. “Help me!” He only raised an eyebrow. And behind him—two tigers stepped into view, their fur glinting in the moonlight. Mira froze. The men still chased her. Gunshots behind. Her vision swam. Her legs gave out. But she stood. She ran toward the tigers. They lunged. She dodged—barely. Her mind screamed to survive. Her body obeyed. She reached the edge. Damien tilted his head. She collapsed in front of him, kneeling, gasping, kowtowing at his feet. > “Please… save me.” He crouched down, cold eyes meeting hers. His fingers curled under her chin. > “If I save you… what do I gain?” Behind them, one of the pursuers screamed— A tiger ripped into him. The others tried to escape. Too late. Damien raised his hand. The tigers stopped. Silent. Obedient. One man’s body was already torn open on the grass. Mira trembled. > “I’ll give you anything,” she whispered. “Money?” “Everything. My soul. My life. Just let me live.” Damien’s lips curved. He chuckled. Low. Dark. He waved his hand. Bullets rained. His guards appeared from the shadows and opened fire—merciless and precise. Mira flinched as blood splattered beside her. She didn’t dare move. --- If I can’t be happy, nobody can,” Mira says. “If I want you to be happy, you will be,” Damien replies. “I’ll kill anyone who stands in my way—including you.” “Then I’ll buy coffins for both of us—or we can share one.” “I’ll be your poison.” “Then I’ll take it.” “I will never be with you.” “Then you’ll be the reason the world ends.” “I don’t care if the world drowns in blood.” “Then I’ll make it happen—and you’ll be the star of the show, my little pet.” ____ She called herself a thorn. A curse. A walking poison. He called her entertainment, obsession—his favorite game. Even when he vomited blood, he reached for her. I told you I will be your death she said > “I’m attracted to poisonous flowers,” he replied “Till death tears us apart,” she whispered as she watch him frown in pain from the poison. “Till death tears us never,” he swore, pressing his lips to hers. warning warning the FL and the ml are red flags

The devil has three rules. The first—never defy his orders. The second—never seek his face. The third—never try to leave. Elias learned these rules the moment he was sold. Born an Omega to a disgraced noble house, his future had never been his own. When his parents’ debts grew too steep, they handed him over as payment to the most feared Alpha in the kingdom—the Lord of Ravenspire. No one who enters Ravenspire ever leaves. No one has ever seen its master’s face and lived to tell the tale. Wrapped in shadows and whispers, he is known only as The Devil—a warlord, a monster, a man whose very name makes kings tremble. For years, Elias survived by keeping his head down, obeying the rules, and enduring the cold isolation of the keep. But when The Devil appoints him as his personal scribe, his world shifts. The unseen master who once seemed like a ghost begins to feel unnervingly real. A hand brushing too close. A voice low enough to send shivers down his spine. A presence that lingers even when unseen. And then there is the door at the end of the hall—the one no servant dares approach, the one locked tight as if guarding a terrible secret. Elias knows he should follow the rules. He knows he should never look. But curiosity is a dangerous thing. Because the moment he breaks the second rule… The Devil starts watching him back. Updates: Unholy communion is coming back. 2/7/25! Stay tuned!

Growing up the scheme of Glasgow a young girl discovers who she is. After a tragic loss She moves to America with a family she doesn't want to know. Shoved into a world with money and glitz keira struggles to to accept the new life she's given. Will she be able to or will the ones she trust hurt her the My name is Keira Campbell and this is my story.

THE UGLY TRUTH: PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT HEADLINE: WALMART SPANISH TO VATICAN SECRETS—AMERICA'S CULTURAL MELTDOWN BREAKING NEWS: Our investigative team has uncovered America's most pressing crisis—people speaking Walmart inventory Spanish while pretending they're fluent. Sources confirm if it's not on a flashcard, they can't roll their R's. LIVE COVERAGE: While gringos remain stuck in aisle 5 asking "¿Quiere una bolsa?" and praying no one responds too quickly, George Lopez continues selling out shows despite having fewer Netflix viewers than San Quintín has tomatoes. Cultural experts describe his last punchline at the Harris rally as "drier than a Baja wheat harvest." SPECIAL REPORT: RELIGIOUS HYPOCRISY REACHES NEW HEIGHTS VATICAN INSIDER: If the Pope ever opened the blinds instead of cherry-picking scripture, perhaps his staff would finally rise again—just in time for altar boys to get off their knees. Meanwhile, Monica Lewinsky has logged more knee time than Sunday mass, but at least she's honest about her worship practices. SHOCKING REVELATION: Santa only comes once a year, unlike Vatican priests who never stop delivering. Religious scholars note the difference between consensual spooning and non-consensual forking remains unclear in most theological texts. URGENT UPDATE: CELEBRITY MELTDOWNS AND POLITICAL FAILURES Nancy Pelosi won't do herself sober, and nobody else will do her drunk, according to Beltway insiders. Meanwhile, Liam Neeson's filmography continues its slide toward PG-13, much like America's cultural standards. DEVELOPING STORY: Tesla owners and MS-13 members reportedly share one common trait: they both demand attention, though one group is significantly more honest about their intentions. THE UGLY TRUTH: THE TAKEAWAY From Walmart Spanish to Vatican secrets, from political failures to celebrity meltdowns—America's cultural identity crisis continues unabated. If you can't tell California from Baja, or consensual from "con ¢ lul wa," perhaps it's time to admit we're all just stumbling through life, pretending to understand more than we do. Whether you're selling your dignity for $69 or just trying to figure out who "vin" really is, remember: the truth will eventually tell your face, even if your face isn't ready to hear it. That's the Ugly Truth. No filter, all facts. #WalmartSpanish #VaticanSecrets #GeorgeLopezShade #PelosiProblems #CulturalConfusion

Salvie passes away by a hit by the very people she blackmailed exploited and controlled. She finds herself in a Game of the gods in a universe with a system, in a competition that was randomized based on her personality. Watch with the gods as they entertain us for our amusement. Warning the first few chapters are a bit rough since I had just started writing for the first time. Please Enjoy. The image is not my own and will take down if asked. Support me and my works at www.Patreon.com/Madjic

Kira Mickal is the girl everyone talks about but no one truly knows. Some call her a pornstar. Others say she sleeps with powerful men for favors. But Kira doesn’t explain herself. She doesn't care to. She lives in Monaco, drives supercars, and checks into five-star hotels with men three times her age and leaves with a full bank account and no guilt. Miguel Delmas is a Spanish billionaire with a global empire had one obsession. Kira. He doesn’t believe the rumors. He just wants to know her. Taste her. Break her open and claim her. But he knows throwing money at her won't work because Kira already has everything. So he becomes her bodyguard. He watches her disappear into rooms with other men, hears them call her filthy names but she never confirms or denies what happens behind closed doors. And Miguel? He burns in silence. Until one drunken night, Kira walks into his room. Naked. Teasing. Wild-eyed. She tells him to f*ck her or lose his job. And when he finally does… it changes everything. To the world, Kira uses men for pleasure. But to Miguel… she becomes an addiction he can’t escape. Even if it kills him. 18+ Content Warning This book contains mature themes, explicit sexual content, and strong language intended for adult audiences only. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

~~IT IS A COLD DREAD THAT SETTLES UPON THE SOULS, THE REALIZATION THAT THE GREATEST SHADOWS ARE CAST NOT BY DEMONS, BUT BY THE DARKNESS OF OUR OWN POTENTIAL~~ "What happens when an outsider stumbles upon a secret that could unravel an empire? Rakira Cenwulf came from the fringes, an outsider drawn into the Lahorei Empire's gilded cage. She sought opportunity but instead unearthed a terrifying secret: Prince Adam Lucian, the seemingly flawless heir, harbors a demon within. Beauty is a curse; power, a precarious balance. Unbeknownst to Adam, who sees only a desirable newcomer, Rakira witnesses the sin in his touch, the nightmare in his blood as he battles a war raging within himself. For Prince Adam Lucian, they don't know the truth: beneath the flawless facade beats the heart of a demon. His touch is a sin, his desires a threat. Half-human, half-nightmare; and as the shadow of the crown looms, Adam must not only conquer his kingdom but also the war raging within himself. Can a creature born of shadow ever truly command the light, or will his provocative secret consume him and the empire? I can see it... the one you hide."

I don't like your man staring at my ass either but if you quit selling it to them it might help you can't offer the product and then get mad when they take it! lol what do you want me to say I don't like to bleed welcome to my bed please give me the freak out of Street hit hed!? I must say I appreciate the fact that I was not told but my other part that being a hoe was not my choice! lmfao but real talk what the f***!?

Aneya was a dumb stupid teenager who never got loved by her family so she tried to find it in people who didn't had love to offer anyways,and this story is about her regrets over the decisions she made in her past. trigger warning ; This book May contain themes of SA, stalking, self harm and Pédóphilia.

If you ask Olivia Marshall, she would tell you that being a billionaire's wife is not always as it seems, especially when your husband is toxic and abusive. Olivia stays married to her first love, Sebastian Gilbert, through his abuse and infidelity for the sake of their daughter. All that changes when she hooks up with a stranger after discovering her husband's mistress. To her greatest surprise, the stranger is no ordinary man. He is Desmond Wrightwood, a tech billionaire, and her husband's greatest rival. Desmond is charming, a good father figure and most importantly, madly in love with Olivia. What started as a one-night stand slowly blossoms into a love like nothing Olivia had ever experienced before. The new, passion filled relationship prompts Olivia to finally divorce Sebastian. It is clear to Olivia that Desmond loves her and her daughter more than Sebastian ever did. But roses do not come without thorns. Olivia is shattered by a shocking discovery about the man who made her give love a second chance. Her hero, her daughter's new father figure, her Desmond. Olivia is terrible at letting go, but she cannot be with a man she distrusts. Soon, Olivia suffers a great loss, leaving her shattered and depressed. Sebastian returns a changed man, begging for her forgiveness but Desmond refuses to leave her side. Olivia must choose between the man who hurt her for years, and the man who came into her life with deceit. The man she loved first and the man she loved last. To make it worse, she's choosing between brothers.

I made a Vegemite On Toast, his favorite food, hoping it might bring back even a flicker of warmth between us but the silence was suffocating. He didn’t even wish me an happy anniversary or say anything about it, the only sound was that of the utensils against the plates. I kept glancing at him, searching for an expression, anything that can explain the growing wall between us. And then, he finally spoke. “I want a divorce”

what happens when Samantha who was finally moving on from the past but that past decides to meet and ruin her future? Is the Hoodie Guy apart of it all or is he also just a victim like Samantha?