"Will you give yourself to me, Rosamund?" he asked, his hand moving down to support my neck and tilt my head up, his lips fanning over mine. "Yes, your Majesty," I breathed out. ♡♡♡♡♥︎♡♡♡♡ Graceful, humble, pure, That is what Rosamond Bramwick was raised to be. Dutiful, obedient... silent. Always do what she is told, endure, even in hardships. Endure. even when faced with the most cruel people. Meek and at the mercy of men. Just be pretty and have a fertile womb and nothing more. Useless but beautiful. But beauty is a hundred times lethal if one knows how to use it. And how far will she fall to protect what she loves. "When he bends to my will, the rest will follow" ♡♡♡♡♥︎♡♡♡♡ Warning: This story is for 18+ readers for its sexual content, strong language, and violence. ♡♡♡♡♥︎♡♡♡♡ Updates every Monday and Thursday ● Published on: 09/06/2024 ● Finished on:

He loathe his wife, yet he can't take his eyes off her. He wants her gone, yet he can't seem to stay away. He wants her to suffer, yet he's overly fond of her sweet smile. He wants her to hate him, yet he craves for her love.. ⚠️Warning!⚠️ This story contains : • sexual / mature content • foul language • abuse • violence • sexual assault Highest Rankings : #1 Adult #1 Don #1 Sweet #1 Mafiaromance #1 Marriage #1 Trauma #1 Adorable #1 Grumpysunshine #1 Mobboss #1 Soulmate

He's been waiting five centuries for a mate. She's spent three centuries convinced she's the only one of her kind. Khalan is the apex of Lycan evolution and he's done with destiny. After five hundred years he's been waiting for the moon goddess to lift her curse. This year's Blood Moon Ball is his final act of defiance. He's closing the door on legend and moving on without a Queen. Avery is a ghost in the high-end art world. A world-renowned anonymous artist, she has spent three hundred years hiding her immortality after a horrific accident claimed her family. She has no idea she was adopted, or that she's a Lycan. She just knows she doesn't age, she doesn't die, and she's utterly alone. But when an invitation arrives bearing a crest Avery hasn't seen in a century, her solitude shatters. Desperate for answers, she steps out of the shadows and into the spotlight. She isn't looking for a fated mate, she's looking for her own kind. The Alpha is ready to give up. The Artist is just arriving. And the Moon Goddess is finally done playing games.

*18+ read at your discretion!* My hands tremble by my sides. "Don't sleep with her..." He steps toward me, his eyes dark. "Why not?" "Whatever you were planning to do to her tonight, do it to me instead," I whisper. *** Ayah has always been unremarkable in every way other than in the power she wields. Since she was little she has been able to heal even the most fatal of wounds. Because of this, her father has locked her away, keeping her powers safe from the outside world. That is, until a man appears below her balcony, giving her a glimpse into the freedom she could finally have. However, the moment she starts to trust him, he takes her captive, revealing his identity to be a powerful Alpha who needs her to heal his younger sister. But when the girls illness becomes impossible for Ayah to heal, she is dragged on a journey beside the Alpha to find an amplifier. On the way she learns their connection goes deeper than their heated attraction, to a soul bond neither can deny.

She was meant to vanish. Every Terran knows what it means to be Chosen: you never come back. Lyra Sefu is no exception. Just another name on the Ascendance list, selected for the Virexari breeding program under the guise of a peaceful exchange. But when she's claimed by Kaelen Tharien, a hybrid royal engineered for control, something fractures. Even though he is genetic perfection, Kaelen cannot look away. Her defiance undermines his directives. Her scent rewrites his instincts. Her touch ruins protocol. And when their psychic imprint triggers a forbidden bond, their bodies become battlegrounds for history, obsession, and the remnants of a broken covenant no one dares speak of. She is the last human who should have survived. He is the last Virexari who should have surrendered. But the covenant is cracking. ⚠️ Overall Content Note: This book is dark low sci-fi romantasy with heavy exploration of trauma, consent, systemic abuse, and erotic power dynamics. Readers sensitive to sexual violence, coercion, or psychological trauma should be advised before engaging.

Lyra is one of four humans who awakens in a dazzling but dangerous world lightyears from home. The stars are unfamiliar. The skies burn with twin moons. And Earth as they knew it is gone erased by a cataclysm they can't explain. Somehow the four of them have appeared where they shouldn't even in theory. Declared anomalies by the Tharions, an advanced and war forged alien race, the humans are placed under guarded observation. Assigned to watch over them is Kael Vel'Sar, heir to the throne, commander of the Royal Forces of Tharion Accord and a figure whispered about more for his battlefield legend than his compassion. As Lyra begins to adjust to the new reality, she finds herself inexplicably drawn to Kael whose loyalty to his people runs as deep as the scars of war across his skin. Kael is bound by tradition, honor and blood. His duty is to protect his world, investigate the time tossed humans and report to the Council . But Lyra is unlike anyone he's ever met curious, fearless and irresistibly human. Their chemistry ignites the moment they meet a heat neither of them dares touch. Kael is forbidden to bond with an outsider. But Lyra is already a disruption to Tharion order. And because one kiss could shatter an empire. In a world where love between species is not just taboo but treason Lyra and Kael must choose between their hearts and the fragile alliance that is all that stands between peace and extinction.

"You ran, sunshine. Seven fucking years, an ocean, a quiet little life. You thought distance could cure you of me. Sweet thing - I'm the disease. And I don't want the fucking cure either. I took the throne so I could put every camera and every satellite on this planet between you and your next breath. I'll burn London to find the street you live on. I'll tear the Crown off my own head and use it as a key. And when I find you - and I will find you - you can wear that quiet little life like a Sunday dress. I'll peel it off you one slow inch at a time. With my teeth, if I have to." - Asher Rowan _____ To the world, Asher Rowan is the Crown Prince of England - the most photographed man on the planet, with three centuries of bloodline and the entire British intelligence apparatus at his back. To Athena, he is just a boy who read books to her at the back of a public library when they were sixteen. She walked away from him seven years ago. Clean breakup. Calm voice. A lie she swore would die in her mouth. She built a small life in London - paint on her wrists, sunshine in her smile - and told herself she made peace with him. She is about to open her phone, and the world is about to show her his face. He took the throne for one reason. To find her. He expects her to be afraid. He expects her to run. What he does not expect is that the sunshine girl from that library never stopped being his. That she did not leave because she stopped loving him. She left because she loved him too much to let him carry her. He built an empire to hunt her. He took a throne to claim her. And he will burn it all down to drag her back into the only ordinary life he was ever allowed to live. _______ "The Royal Prince | 18+" is the special edition of the "Princes of Ardencrest" Series. {Can be read as a standalone}

The God Emperor's empire stands on the edge of ruin. The Empress is barren, and without an heir, the realm may fall. To save the throne, her servant Siora must secretly take her place in the Emperor's bed and conceive a child. If she fails, they all face death. If he discovers the truth, she will be executed. The fate of the empire now rests in her hands. Will the gods be on Siora's side and allow her to succeed? --- New updates every Tuesday

She ran from a forced marriage and hid among killers. Disguised as a boy, Omega Selene Valeska sneaks into the Ironfang Alpha Academy, the last place anyone would look for her. But when one reckless show of strength lands her in the elite dorm, she finds herself rooming with the most dangerous Alpha-in-training. Cold. Merciless. Impossibly tempting. And the worst part? He's her mate. As brutal trials close in and her wolf fights the bond she can't claim, Selene must protect her secret-and her heart. Because if he discovers what she is, she won't just lose her freedom. She'll lose him.

My heart hammered against my chest as I saw who was standing infront of me. I thought I had enough time to flee, guess not. I looked behind his back intending to run through the door, away from his heated gaze. "Don't you dare." His voice still made me cower in submission, even after all these days. "I won't tell what happened between us to anyone, sir. Please, let me go." "Never. I don't fucking care even if the whole world knows about us." There was that stubborn, harsh edge in his tone that ended any protest before it could rise in my throat. I had to get out of here before he did something I would regret. "I told you to wait until I came back didn't I?" Yes, he did, but that was the only chance I had to run away from his shackles and I wasn't no fool to not take that chance. Even if I was regretting it now. "Nothing can happen-" "Strip." His command made my reasoning with him pause. "Wh-what?" I didn't mean to stutter, but I was also one second away from fainting on the velvety carpet. "You know it won't take me a second to tear that pretty dress off of your body, so don't make me come there." I knew he could tear it off without even getting one hair out of place. As it wouldn't be the first time he would be doing so. ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ [18+] Diamonds always stay hidden. It is us who have to find them.