At Elarion, no one asks how you are. They only ask who you belong to. Myra Ranawat, a second-year student, belongs to everything she never wanted-wealth, reputation, and a family that mistakes control for love. To the world, she is bold, sharp-tongued, and untouchable. A girl wrapped in confidence, feared by many, followed by the rich and reckless. But behind the doors of her perfect life, love comes with conditions. Silence comes with bruises. And failure is punished in the name of "class." Myra learned early that emotions invite pain. So she became cruel instead. Bullying was never power-it was protection. Prisha Mehta exists quietly in the same classroom. A second-year student no one really sees. She doesn't dress to be noticed. She doesn't speak unless spoken to. She keeps her head down, her heart guarded, and her loneliness to herself. With no friends and no voice, Prisha learned how to disappear without leaving. They were never meant to be friends. One ruled the halls. The other barely walked them. Yet loneliness recognizes loneliness. Myra needed someone who wouldn't ask questions. Prisha needed someone who would stay. What began as silence turned into understanding. What turned into understanding slowly became home. They became best friends in a world that had never been kind to either of them. Myra still hurt others. Prisha still stayed distant. But between them, there was something fragile and real. Then Vansh Aggarwal joined Elarion mid-semester. And everything that felt safe began to unravel. He didn't just enter their college-he entered the space between them. Feelings surfaced where loyalty once lived. Smiles became heavier. Silences grew louder. And love-uninvited and uneven-demanded a choice. In the end, it was never about betrayal. It was about loving the same boy differently. And losing parts of themselves in the process. Because some hearts don't break loudly. They break quietly, while watching someone they love choose someone else.

Aubrey Collins thought she had the perfect life-until she caught her fiancé with her best friend. Now she's back in her hometown, hiding a secret... and trying to stay away from the one man she's never been allowed to want.

Anna Rafferty left New York two years ago to find herself. Not because she was running. Not because she was afraid. But because somewhere between the violence, the secrets, and the trauma that changed her life, she'd lost herself. For two years, she built a life on her own terms. She traveled. She healed. She learned to preserve things most people considered beyond repair, restoring rare books and forgotten stories while trying not to think about her own. Because some trauma isn't dealt with. It's buried. Returning to New York was supposed to be simple. Be closer to her family. Purchase the rare bookstore she'd fallen in love with years ago. Continue building the future she'd fought so hard for. The only complication... Julian Mercer. The powerful, devastatingly handsome and infuriating Don of New York, a man she should stay far away from. A man her sister can't stand. A man she hasn't seen since the night she left the city. Unfortunately for her, Julian Mercer has never forgotten a debt or Anna. What starts as a favor quickly becomes stolen moments, lingering glances, and a connection neither of them seem capable of walking away from. The problem? Julian is a man built from secrets and Anna has spent the last two years burying her own. When a string of brutal murders rocks the city-random, violent, and seemingly unconnected-every road somehow leads back to one person. Anna. As detectives begin circling, asking questions she can't answer and digging for secrets she can't share, Anna finds herself caught between the life she's carefully built and a past determined to drag her back. And the closer the danger gets, the harder it becomes to ignore the man she's spent two years trying to forget. Because Julian Mercer has always been dangerous. The difference is that now Anna has something to lose. Not her safety. Not her freedom. But her heart.

"Be a good boy, Ares, and just follow my lead." His chest rose up rapidly, taking his hands into mine and placing them on my waist. Feeling him begin to grow hard and the pool of wetness between my legs ached my soul. I needed him now. A piece of his hair fell on his forehead, his thumbs moved in circular motion as I rocked my hips back and forth, holding onto his shoulders for support. I unbuttoned his shirt, revealing more of his toned chest; I was practically salivating at this sight. It was obvious that he was going to the gym, even just by looking at his arms you could tell. This man was pure perfection, and I was pure seduction. "W-we shouldn't be doing this," his voice was breathless and ragged. My back arched because of the growing sensation I was feeling; he dipped his head between my neck, placing light kisses. I fist his hair as my jaw drops; my panties are drenched. "We should, we had a deal." _____ Violet Gray was a sophomore in college and failing her classes. With her growing popularity due to her looks and partying every night, Violet had completely forgotten the true reason for being in school. She had two options: get kicked out of college or find a tutor. Violet didn't want either; she was embarrassed to be kicked out. Ares Meadows was the epitome of smart and talented; his grades were all straight A's. He didn't have time to party nor focus solely on his looks and popularity. Ares was a nerd with even more nerdy friends, but the way he looked distracted everyone from the fact that he was a nerd. But nobody wants an inexperienced man.

"You kept chasing me. You smiled when I glared, you stayed when I pushed. You thought your relentless kindness could fix me. Baka. You should have run when I gave you the chance. You didn't realize you were just waking up a monster. You ignored every warning. I don't want to be fixed. I want to ruin you for anyone else. I will tear apart every engine, burn down every city, and shatter any man who dares to even breathe near you. ou wanted my attention? Congratulations, Amber. You have it. All of it. And now, you can't run from me even If you want to cause I'm never letting you go." - Kazuki Kurosawa ___ He smoked heavy cigarettes, I drank tea. He rebuilt broken motorcycles in the dark, I read shameless love stories in the sun. He warned me to stay away, I stepped closer. He called me a baka, I called him mine. I thought I was teaching a cynical lone wolf how to love. I didn't realize I was teaching him how to obsess. To the rest of the university, Kazuki Kurosawa is a badboy, a ghost. A cold, untouchable engineering prodigy who prefers the roar of an engine over the sound of human voices. To me, he was just a boy I couldn't resist. Armed with my calf-length dresses, my late father's silver ring, and a ridiculous amount of optimism, I chased him. I ignored his brutal honesty, his freezing glares, and his toxic attempts to push me away. It was supposed to be innocent. A hopeless romantic trying to melt a frozen heart. But I played with fire. Because when you push a broken man to finally feel something, you cannot control what happens when he snaps. I fell first. But Kazuki fell harder. And the boy who once wanted absolutely nothing to do with me is now the man who will burn the entire world to the ground before he lets anyone take his me away.

After a devastating war fractures the world, a ruthless city rises from the ruins...Greyheaven, a place ruled not by law, but by power, money, and fear. In this twisted haven of illegal empires and inherited cruelty, Tristan Walker, son of Greyheaven's most powerful businessman and its unseen dictator, is bound by a dark family tradition: he must claim a doll, a girl owned, not loved, before marriage. Isolde is torn from her family, stripped of her past, and delivered into Greyheaven's shadows. Isolated, broken, and powerless, she becomes the one fate assigns to Tristan. In a world where people are possessions and mercy is weakness, ownership is mistaken for destiny and survival comes at a brutal cost. Love that fits the world is lived. Love that defies it is remembered. ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ He forces my wrists up and wide, tying them to rusted pipes overhead in a cruel Y-shape, arms stretched taut, body yanked open and vulnerable. My legs kick frantically, trying to clamp shut, but he kicks them apart, binding ankles to stakes in the floor. Spread eagle, helpless, the dress rides up, exposing everything. "Please! Untie me...I'll be good, I promise!" I beg, innocent eyes wide with terror, body arching off the mattress in pure resistance, hips bucking, back bowing to escape the exposure, core clenching to hide my most private place. He stuffs a rag in my mouth, tasting of oil and grim

"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}

When twenty-year-old Lina returns home for the Great Hunt, she hopes to finally meet her destined mate. But nothing prepares her for the moment she locks eyes with Nero-a powerful Alpha twice her age, carrying the carcass of a deadly grizzly. The mate bond ignites instantly... but Nero is already married with a daughter. As tradition, loyalty, and desire collide, Lina and Nero must navigate a forbidden connection that could shatter his reputation as an Alpha of his pack as well as Lina's heart.

✦ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 ✦ 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔. 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒔. Sophia was naive, ordinary, a village girl with a simple dream-to see the king's palace. One day, curiosity woke her. Innocent, childish, she walked into the grand halls... unaware she had just caught the eye of the ruthless king. From that moment, she would no longer be just a girl-she would become HIS OBSESSION. King Adrian sat on his throne, dark and terrifying. The hall trembled; heads bowed, no one dared meet his eyes. Then the gates opened. Guards dragged a small, trembling girl to his feet. "Your Majesty... we found her roaming the palace," they said. Thrown to the floor, Sophia looked up at king, voice shaking. "I... I just wanted to see the palace..." Everyone flinched at his gaze-but she dared to meet the king's eyes. And in that moment... she became his obsession. Top Ranks ❤️ 30 March 2026 #1 captivity #1 naivegirl #1 ruthlessking #1 Dark All in first rank ❤️ 🥺 #2 manipulation #2 childish #4 dangerouslove #4. #forcedproximity

Mathilda Lancaster had one rule: stay in control. After being cast out by her family and publicly branded unstable, control is the only thing she has left. It means keeping her head down, earning her degree, and building a future no one can take away from her. A receptionist position at Sinclair Group is supposed to be the first step. Then she meets Maximilian Sinclair. As CEO of one of New York's most powerful companies, he is known for being ruthless, demanding, and impossible to impress. He has no patience for distractions, and Mathilda has no interest in becoming one. Until one mistake turns into another. And another. By the time two pink lines appear on a pregnancy test, staying in control is no longer an option. The tension between them was never supposed to mean anything; now Mathilda -Tilly- must accept that some rules are meant to be broken.