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Fifty thousand dollars!" someone barked like they were auctioning off livestock. That was the first thing I heard when I woke up—chained, collared, and confused. You’re probably wondering how I ended up here. Yeah… me too. One moment, I was yelling into a megaphone in front of Bio Gen Tower, protesting their twisted experiments on women’s fertility. The next? I was injected, blacking out as my protest sign got stomped into the pavement. I didn’t wake up in a hospital. I woke up in a whole new world. Here, I’m not a protester. I’m not even a person. I’m a Breeder. Apparently, my new body belongs to a rare class of women with "high fertility"—a walking womb meant to repopulate a kingdom on the brink. And just my luck? I was bought at a dark auction by five dangerously powerful Alpha brothers. Each one wants something different from me: The cold, commanding heir who sees me as property. The sly second who toys with me for fun. The hostage prince who hides daggers in every smile. And the wild twin brothers—charming, reckless, and always watching. They think I’m just a tool. A means to an heir. But I didn’t die fighting for women’s freedom just to become someone’s pet. They may have bought my body, but my mind? My fire? That still belongs to me. And if they think I’ll roll over and obey… They’re not ready for the kind of woman I really am. ---

Evangeline “Eva” Claire Lioré was once a brilliant, overworked woman from a cold, futuristic world. When exhaustion finally claimed her, she didn’t expect to wake up as a baby in the arms of luxury—a second chance in a modern world where time moved slower, kisses came warmer, and desire wore velvet gloves.

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.

Ning Xiang, reborn after a life of regret, embarks on a path of revenge against those who wronged her. Her journey is filled with unexpected twists, dangerous alliances, and forbidden love, ultimately leading her to confront her past and build a future of her own. Through her struggles, she finds both justice and a surprising sense of peace.

Aira Serenth is a shaman, born with the forbidden gift to relive the past by touching another's hand. In a world that fears her power, she lives in isolation—haunted by memories that aren't hers, and a curse that binds her to a strict limit: fifteen minutes. If she stays longer in a memory, her spirit will be trapped in that time forever. When a wounded stranger appears in her village, Aira reaches out to save him—only to be pulled into a moment from his past that captivates her heart. His name is Kael, a warrior burdened by loss and secrets. But as Aira lingers too long, she becomes trapped in his time—unable to return, yet unwilling to let go. As the lines between past and present blur, Aira must make an impossible choice: return to her world and leave Kael behind, or rewrite fate and risk everything to bring him with her. Can love echo across time, or will her touch be the last thing he remembers?

"Look at me," he said, voice barely above a whisper, like he wasn't just asking her to see him, but to choose him. She did. And oh God. The moment her eyes met his, it was like the floor tilted. His gaze wasn't cold anymore. It wasn't guarded or teasing. It was raw. Fierce. Wrecking. Like he saw through every layer she'd tried to hide. She swallowed hard. Her legs trembled. Her heart betrayed her, pounding so hard against her ribs it seemed like it wanted to break free. Why did his eyes soften like that, as if she was delicate glass, and he'd do anything to keep her from shattering? She swore she was going to melt right there. And he didn't even kiss her. Didn't have to. That one look, his fingers brushing against her skin like he owned the right, it was more than any kiss she'd ever had. More dangerous. More intoxicating. Her lips parted, maybe to speak, maybe to breathe, but nothing came out. Nothing could. The tension between them tightened, it was thick, electrifying and blinding. If he moved even an inch, it would be over. But he didn't. And that restraint? That maddening, infuriating, goddamn beautiful control made her want him even more. "Let me handle this," he whispered. "You don't have to trust Conor. Just trust me." Her eyes dropped to his lips. They were so close now she could feel the whisper of his breath. Her heart pounded harder, like it wanted to escape. "Please stop doing that," she murmured. For a fleeting second, nothing moved, then he dropped his hand. His brows drew together. "Doing what?" "Touching me," she whispered. "Especially when you're trying to make a point. You did it in the restroom too." "Why do you think I'm doing that?" he asked, voice husky now, softer. Synopsis: At an elite college, falling for the rich, cold 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 onto 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. When the truth finally breaks free, it threatens everything she’s worked for…the truth, her heart, and the fragile bond she shares with him. With everything at risk, she must choose: expose the truth, or hold on to the one person who makes her feel truly alive. TikTok | @officialffmeb

"You will be a flower that blooms only at night," Madame Sumire once told her. "And if you bloom just right, someone might pluck you from the darkness." Born the only daughter of a low-ranking samurai, Aika Takamura knew loss too young-first her father, then her childhood, and finally her freedom. Sold into the famed Hanabira Teahouse to repay her mother's debts, she was taught to survive in the only way women like her could: through painted smiles and hollow affections. Years pass, and Aika becomes a prized courtesan-adored, desired, and utterly unseen. Until one night, a quiet man named Renjiro Hayama enters the teahouse not with hunger, but with humanity. He doesn't ask for her touch. He listens. And with each visit, Aika's heart dares to hope that perhaps... she was meant for something beyond the red lanterns. But freedom has a cost-and love, a risk. In a world where women like her are not supposed to dream, Aika must choose between the life she knows and the uncertain future that waits beyond the paper doors.

With a painful past, Saba was born to be a comfort and then a tool of revenge in the hands of Mikael, a man of heavy depth. Yet, she never hated Mika (Mikael). She lived between psychological pain and fake love, carrying out orders while hiding her deep emotions. Until she met Sami in the enemy's den, from pity to attachment. He became someone whose influence she couldn’t escape. With the collapse of both families, their paths diverged, but fate brings them together again in a new game where neither can escape its psychological impact. What about him? Can he forgive?

All Xenia wanted was a diploma, a perfect cap-and-gown photo, and maybe a few tears from her professors. But just after the shutter clicked—splat—blood on her face, and the dean turned into a zombie. So much for becoming a teacher. Now, instead of lesson plans, she’s dodging corpses and getting side-eyed by a team of grizzled survivors who think she’s useless. She can’t fight, she cries under pressure, and her idea of combat training was walking fast through campus when the lights flickered. But Xenia refuses to be a liability. Armed with nothing but textbooks, sarcasm, and a survival streak powered by sheer spite, she reinvents her role: the strategist, the planner, the brainiac behind the brawn. She’ll decode the outbreak, fortify hideouts, and maybe—just maybe—make apocalypse life slightly less awful. She didn’t train for this. She didn’t want this. But if knowledge is power? Then Xenia’s about to turn her GPA into a weaponized survival plan.

On the same day the Holt family was declared bankrupt, Hilla Holt, the most beautiful woman in New Islands, became a target for humiliation. But to everyone's surprise, Miss Holt turned the tables and got married! Her husband? A man who had been bedridden for half a year, unable to even blink—Bruce Burton. What. An. Ending. She became nothing more than a pawn in a joke. However, just when everyone expected Madam Benner to crumble under loneliness, right in the middle of all the drama, Bruce Burton woke up! Hilla Holt was supposed to be kicked out of the Burton household. Everyone waited… and waited… But instead, Bruce Burton cherished his wife so much that soon, no one dared to even look Madam Burton in the eye.

She walked into a trap, got herself pregnant and as a result, she was forced to leave her hometown. But this was nowhere near the end of the matter. Six years later, she returned with her twins by her side, stronger than ever. But just as she was ready to take revenge, the father of her twins appeared and made everyone who once hurt her pay the price of their deeds. He thought that his act of saving a damsel in distress would move her, but had not expected to see two little babies standing in his way, telling him that there are conditions to fulfill if he wanted to marry their mother…

A tale of forbidden love, lost royalty, and awakening power. Raised in silence and treated like a servant, Seraphine, the adopted daughter of House Delacroix, never expected to catch the eye of the cold and feared Duke Alaric of Ravenshade. But when he defies nobility and chooses her as his bride, Seraphine is thrust into a world of ancient bloodlines and dangerous secrets. Haunted by his past and drawn to the mysterious Seraphine, Alaric begins to suspect there's more to her than meets the eye. When fate unravels and blood is shed, a hidden truth is revealed—Seraphine is no ordinary girl. She is Elira, the lost heir the Council vowed to erase. Their love could destroy everything the Council controls. But together, they just might awaken the world.

"Block him." "He's technically still my boss." "Then block him with dignity." The call ended again. And then started again. I let out a sound somewhere between a growl and a sob, then finally answered with the enthusiasm of a snail crawling through salt. "Yes, Mr. Walton?" "Have you changed your mind yet?" I collapsed onto the towel and gazed at the sky as though it might consume me entirely if I pleaded sweetly enough. "Do you ever take a break?" I asked, shielding my eyes with one hand. "You're avoiding the question." "Because it's a dumb question." He exhaled, the sound sharp and irritated even over phone. "It's not a dumb question. It's a business offer." "It's a weird offer-one that I already said no to." There was a brief pause, and I could practically hear him clenching his jaw through the speaker. "You are acting unreasonably." " Unreasonable?" I sat up. "I'm not the one drafting fake girlfriend contracts like it's a normal Tuesday." "Isabella-" "Certainly not, Mr. Walton." I mimicked his tone perfectly. "I told you I'm not doing it. You need to find someone else to play pretend with." SYNOPSIS Isabella Miller thought saying no to her boss’s fake dating offer was the end of the story. But Adrien Walton doesn’t take no—especially not when he’s convinced she’s a gold digger. Suddenly, her student loans are piling up, her father’s vet clinic is on the brink of eviction and her brother is about to be kicked out of college. Coincidence? She thinks not. Adrien Walton is calm, calculating—and he's just pulled every string to corner Isabella into the perfect position. Now she’s stuck choosing between pride and survival. So she agrees to his offer: be his fake girlfriend. No feelings attached. No drama. Just business. Or so she thought. "Conference Room B. Fifteen minutes," he said, passing by without a glance. The folder he pushed across the table landed with a thud. I opened it. The contract. All of it. --- Enemies to lovers? Check. Slow burn? Hmmnyea. Banter so sharp it might file your nails? Yes. Delicious workplace tension? Of course. Tension that could melt steel?Absolutely. Smut?? Wanna find out? Welcome to corporate romance warfare. There’s no escaping this contract.

She was like ice and He was like fire and both their fates got tangled together with a race looking for one man. The man who was responsible for the sufferings that they both endured in their lives. The man who was also planning to introduce the impossible into the world and also rule over it with his wicked schemes. The man that they both swore to get revenge on and destroy him due to all the pain that he caused. Join Patricia and Isaac as they race through their adventures which will lead them to the man that caused pain and suffering into their lives. Whilst also discovering the man's sickening plans to change the world and how they put a stop to it. IT STARTED WITH A RACE AND IT WILL END WITH A RACE.

My New Life As A Supreme Seductress is a raunchy romantic-comedy fantasy about Vaela, a shy and destitute 21-year-old human girl living in a world dominated by vampires, werewolves, demons and so much more. On the brink of starvation and despair, she stumbles into an ancient tomb deep in the woods and awakens Lilith, an infamous, sultry succubus with a history of world-ending chaos. Lilith gifts Vaela a magical palace, glamor, and riches… but with a catch: Vaela must seduce and bed a new man before every full moon, or Lilith will possess her and unleash demonic destruction across the world. Armed with awkward charm, accidental sex appeal, and reluctant mentorship from the very demon threatening her, Vaela fumbles through increasingly absurd romantic escapades. But when she unexpectedly falls for a man who sees her for who she truly is, Vaela’s curse becomes a crisis. As the clock ticks down to doom, the only way out may be to seduce the one being no human has ever truly touched. Packed with bawdy humor, heartfelt romance, and a powerful journey of self-love, My New Life As A Supreme Seductress is a magical romp about embracing who you are… fangs, flaws, and all.

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[MATURE CONTENT] Betrayed by her sister, Nidia South ended up having a one-night stand with a random man. Eight months later, her premature pregnancy made it to the news. Jackson Cunningham, Baile City's business tycoon, immediately recognized her on the news and forcefully took custody of their child. However, the child only wanted his mother's breast milk, hence Nidia was brought to the mansion as well. She had thought that this was a cold and cruel man, a cold-blooded capitalist, but in reality... she was the girl of his dreams, he had been longing for her for ten years. Jackson did everything in his power to be able to keep her in his life, all he wanted to do was take care of her and spoil her.

"Lysandra Thorne collects maps not of lands, but of souls. For as long as she can remember, the echoes of other people's emotions cling to her skin like a second dermis, each fleeting joy, each ancestral terror, each silenced longing resonating in her veins with the insistence of a dark tide. It is not a blessing, but an exquisitely woven curse; a gift that isolates her in an archipelago of sensations no one else can understand. For years, she has navigated this inner ocean alone, learning to silence the most agonizing whispers, to catalog the invisible scars that humanity leaves in its wake, becoming a scholar of the unspeakable, a guardian of secrets that time itself has chosen to forget. She takes refuge in the shadows of antique shops and forgotten libraries, seeking solace in the stillness of objects that have borne silent witness to countless lives, each a beacon in her stormy perception. But when a An ancient enigma emerges from the shadows of history—an artifact that not only cries out with the pain of a collective past, but seems to recognize it—Lysandra finds herself drawn into a maelstrom that threatens to crumble the fragile barriers she has erected around her mind. This new echo is different: hungry, intelligent, and dangerously seductive. It not only shows her fragments of a forgotten tragedy, but offers her the key to understanding the true nature of her existence, a knowledge so deep and terrifying that it could set her free or consume her entirely. Now, the cartographer of whispers must chart the most dangerous route of all: the one that delves into the heart of her own mystery, confronting truths that could rewrite not only her past, but the fate of a legacy she never knew she carried. For there are pains that, once awakened, seek not to be healed, but to be shared. And Lysandra's is about to resonate with the force of a tempest.