She thought she had finished reading the novel. Instead, she woke up inside it. But she wasn't the beautiful heroine blessed by fate. She had become Lian Yue, the infamous fox female everyone despised-the lazy, selfish, and chubby beast mother who neglected her cubs, hated her five mates, and eventually destroyed her own family. In the original story, her ending was miserable. Her gentle snake mate was betrayed and executed. Her proud lion mate died defending the tribe. Her fierce tiger mate fell on the battlefield. Her mysterious dragon mate lost everything and descended into madness. Even her quiet fox mate couldn't escape his tragic fate. And the innocent cubs she gave birth to... not a single one survived. Now, reborn in Lian Yue's body, she wants only one thing: change their future. She doesn't know that the body she inherited is hiding a secret. The "weak" fox female mocked by the entire Beast World is far from ordinary. Buried beneath years of pain and rejection lies a forgotten bloodline-and a power that could shake the Beast Continent. As old enemies awaken, tribal wars begin, and hidden truths come to light, one misunderstood beast mother will slowly heal the family she never expected to have. This time, she will protect her cubs. This time, she will save her mates. And this time, the Beast World will discover that the female they all looked down on... was never weak at all.

Wouldn't be strange if suddenly you die and get transported in something new? Well... I have. Getting reincarnated as a supporting character and a side role villainess was bad enough, not until I realised it was a trashy Bl novel I read in my past life as Han Suryeong. It's simple to think about it, trying to avoid unnecessary involvement in the original story isn't it? And perhaps I was mistaken. Sighh... Tell me I've tried my best, but getting sucked up into various problems have done enough. It's a pain in the ass if the original protagonist male leads of the original novel suddenly gets interested in you. Getting reincarnated as Cellestia and dying a pitiful death by the hands of the original Male lead, who was barely seen was already brutal. I'll just avoid death flags and live a peaceful life right? 𝙀𝙙𝙞𝙩: 𝙄'𝙫𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙧 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙪𝙚 𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙. 𝙄'𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙄'𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙮 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡, 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙪𝙥... 𝙄𝙩'𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙚! 𐔌՞ ܸ.ˬ.ܸ ՞𐦯

She ran from one monster... and fell into the hands of four. Kidnapped, broken, and left bleeding in the dark, the mafia princess is taken by New York's most dangerous syndicate. Four ruthless kings now own her body, her soul, and every filthy scream she makes. They don't want to save her. They want to ruin her. One heals her just to break her again. One makes her bleed for his pleasure. One fucks her like a toy. And one wants her dead. But the more they destroy her, the more she craves their darkness. Gangbanged by Syndicate- a dark why-choose romance where the princess doesn't get rescued... she gets owned. 🔞🔞🔞

After dying in the modern world, Lin Yue awakens in ancient China as the wife of four poor farmer husbands and the mother of five children, four sons and one daughter. Living in a small, rundown cottage with barely enough food to feed the family, she quickly realizes that despite their poverty, her husbands are honest, hardworking men who love their children deeply. Armed with the agricultural knowledge and business skills from her previous life, Lin Yue refuses to let her family continue living in hardship. She introduces improved farming techniques, starts profitable businesses, and gradually leads her family from poverty to prosperity. As the family grows stronger, her four husbands become successful in their own ways, while their children blossom into talented and capable individuals. Together, they overcome countless challenges, proving that with love, determination, and wisdom, even the poorest family can build a life of happiness and wealth. A heartwarming historical romance about family, second chances, and rising from nothing to create a legendary legacy.

When (Y/n) decided to go on a camping trip for the summer with her four college friends, she hadn't quite realized what she had signed up for. 🌊☀️🌲🍋 ~~~ Cole, the reckless pretty boy who'll drag her into his mess then hide behind her body when consequences arrive. Jax, the driver whose knuckles have whitened on the steering wheel for the last hour, his temper a countdown rapidly approaching zero. Vincent, privilege personified, smoking with elegant disgust while his eyes track every move she makes. Claude, the quiet one scrolling his phone, only intervening when someone gets too close to her. Four college men. One cabin. Zero boundaries between her and their escalating chaos.

Daisy has spent her life taking care of everyone else-until the night she starts feeding the mysterious pack of dogs living in the abandoned mansion across the street. What begins as quiet acts of kindness quickly turns into something deeper. The dogs are far more than they seem: loyal, watchful, and intensely drawn to the lonely girl who sings to herself on the walk home. As trust grows, so does an undeniable pull between Daisy and the ten striking men who have been hiding in plain sight. With gentle patience and fierce devotion, they offer her the safety, love, and belonging she's never known. In their arms she discovers passion, pleasure, and a future where she is cherished by every single one of them-body, heart, and voice. A slow-burn reverse harem romance filled with protective shifters, tender first times, steamy group intimacy, and the healing power of being truly wanted.

"You can't take all of us, sweetheart." Valen's voice is smooth, teasing, but the way his fingers brush against my hip isn't playful. It's testing. Behind me, Fennec chuckles, his breath warm as he leans in, his lips barely ghosting the shell of my ear. "She could try." His voice dips lower, dragging heat down my spine. "I'd love to watch her try." ------------------------------- Soraya Cordova was never meant to survive. Stolen as a child and discarded as a mistake, she was given a second chance when the Cordovas adopted her into a life of wealth, secrets, and silent wars. But when her parents are declared dead and the world turns against her found family, she realizes survival is no longer enough, she needs to fight. Raised as assassins, her adoptive brothers have spent years keeping her in the dark, but now? Now, she's in the center of the storm. Wanted by the government. Hunted by the man who created her. And trapped in a dangerous game of love, loyalty, and lies with the only people who have ever mattered. Because in their world, trust is a weapon. Not all love stories are gentle. Some are jagged at the edges, built on shadows and sins, tangled in pasts too dark to escape. White Lies is one of those stories. It's about the things we do to survive, the lies we tell to protect, and the love that thrives even in the darkest corners. Read at your own risk.

✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚ Evander wanted her first. All year long, his eyes never left her - quiet, steady, certain. But then his two chaotic brothers noticed her too... and suddenly she wasn't just the girl they watched. She was the girl they wanted. ✧ She never imagined being caught between more than one boy - never imagined being *chosen* this intensely - but maybe... maybe she needs to rethink everything she thought she knew. ♡⟡♡ Three brothers. One girl who never asked for any of this. And a school year that refuses to stay simple. ❀⋆｡˚

W H I T E O U T ❅ The contract was simple: Two weeks. Two hundred grand. Don't fall in love. For 𝑱𝒐𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆 𝑩𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆, it's a desperate bid to survive her debt. For 𝑯𝒂𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒓, the cold heir to a billion-dollar empire, it's just business. Play the adoring girlfriend for his family's winter retreat, take the money, and leave. Then a blizzard hits. Stranded entirely alone in a remote mountain estate, the icy boundaries between them melt into a bruising, suffocating heat. But when the snow clears and the contract expires, Joelle quickly learns a terrifying truth: Hadrian Sinclair doesn't let go of what's his. The phone lines are cut. The snowplow is sabotaged. The doors are locked. The blizzard is over, but Joelle's nightmare is just beginning. Because the only thing more dangerous than a man with a frozen heart, is the monster that wakes up when it thaws. ❅ "The contract has expired, Hadrian. The roads are clear. Let me go." His pale eyes dropped to my lips, his thumb tracing the pulse racing at my throat. "What roads, Joelle? It's still snowing. We're snowed in. We'll be snowed in forever."

My Husband Is a Psychopath I am Anya Frances Von Hemsworth, born into power, wealth, and a life of freedom I had no intention of surrendering. But my parents had other plans. My marriage was arranged long before I understood what the word promise even meant- and the man waiting at the end of that promise is Nicholaus Henrik Vlatislov, a rising Soviet Army General... and the future President. I was Mischief. Reckless. Chaos. He was Discipline. Silence. Control. We were never meant to mix-until we were forced to. And marriage to him? It was supposed to be political. Practical. Not the beginning of my own personal nightmare. Because Nicholaus Vlatislov is not a normal man. One night, I saw him standing at the end of the hallway- his uniform soaked, his face dripping with blood. He smiled at me... that slow, terrifying, predatory grin. I blinked- And he was gone. Was it real? Or am I slowly losing my mind inside this cold, suffocating mansion? My life after the wedding becomes a prison made of marble and silence. No parties. No alcohol. No friends. No chaos. Just a dangerously calm husband who watches everything... and ignores my reckless acts as if he's waiting for me to break. But the more I try to escape him, the more I realize something horrifying- Nicholaus isn't ignoring me. He's studying me. Because the General of the Soviet Army did not marry for politics. He married for possession. Obsession. And for reasons darker than I'm prepared to understand. And now... my heartbeat doesn't belong to me anymore. It belongs to my husband- the psychopath I was forced to love.