#smut RANK #1 #FANTASYROMANCE RANK #1 #DEMON RANK #1 #MYTHICALCREATURES RANK #1 #KINGOFHELL RANK #1 #ADULT RANK #1 #MONSTERS RANK #2 #EROTICASTORIES RANK #2 #DARKROOM RANK #2 #COLLEGE She wanted to disappear. He offered a solution. When she accepts his offer to leave everything behind and live among his kind, she finds herself entangled in a realm of shadows, desire, and secrets. She soon realizes paradise isn't what it seems. Epilogue coming soon

Dark Romance | Mature themes | 18+ There was a time when Rudransh Singh Thakur believed in love. A time when power wasn't everything. When silence didn't define him. But that was before betrayal. It made him ruthless now. Now, at thirty-four, Rudransh stood as a man the world feared a minister, whose silence carried more weight than words ever could. Nothing touched him anymore. Nothing except one. His son. Aryaman Singh Thakur Five years old. A child who had learned early that people leave... and promises don't stay. If Rudransh had built walls, Aryaman had learned to live within them. And then, she entered. Not with power. Not with demand. But with silence that matched theirs. Ishani Sharma A woman who had known pain in ways she never spoke of. Who carried her past like a shadow she couldn't outrun. Who held her child as if that alone was reason enough to survive. She didn't belong in his world. And yet, she became a part of it. A marriage not built on love, but on necessity. On power. On a name she never asked to carry. He didn't want her. His son wouldn't accept her. But she stayed. Not loudly. Not forcefully. Just... there. And in the middle of it all... there was Arohi, breathing life into the silence. A child too young to understand pain, yet the only one who carried light into a life built on shadows. And in a house where silence ruled, where love had once been broken and buried. something began to shift. Not all at once. Not enough to be called love. But enough... to change everything. Because behind power, behind silence, behind every unspoken truth lies a story hidden beneath the VEIL OF THRONE (A/n : This book is for mature audiences, contains explicit content. Do read only if you are comfortable.) #1 in Top10 in India (7/8/9/10/11/13/14) of May 2026 #2 in Top10 in India ( 12/15/16/17 ) of May 2026

TERMS AND CONDITIONS ( TAC ) Iris Hale was your typical corporate lawyer. Sharp curves, sharp words and an even sharper tongue. She's every bit a foe you cannot handle. Cold, calculating, and has a resting "I will ruin your company and your life" face. Killian Vale was the epitome of Ivy League dropout turned business bachelor. Heir-apparent of a multi-trillion dollar company Vale Enterprises. Charming and irresistible what more could you ask for? What happens when one gala night sets off a rollercoaster of emotions and risks? ( Warning: mature content. Includes swearing, inappropriate language and mature scenes ) #8 in company #10 in corporate #2 in lawyer #14 in billionare #30 in contract #40 in enemieswithbenefits #111 in enemiestolovers #96 in spicy #38 in steamy #66 in desire #44 in banter #1 in elevator #34 in office #57 in author #80 in officeromance #2 in bossromance #661 in newadult #8 in wattpadreads

Faith Anderson. An innocent girl, who grew with the love of her Dad and her elder brother. Since, her mother died while giving birth to her, she has become the world to her dad and brother. Romano brothers. A cruel, vicious Mafia, disguised as successful businessman to the world. They are , in short the psychopaths. What happens when their gaze fell on the innocent Faith. Will they change for her or will they become her worst nightmare ever? • • • " P-please ... Please l-leave him, please... I beg y-you..." Faith cried, thrashing in Lucian's arms. " You motherfucker, don't do this to her. Leave him. " Chris yelled at the trio. His friend was at the verge of loosing his life. " Shh, baby, why are you taking his side? Huh? " He gripped her hair tightly. " Do you feel anything for him? Huh! Tell me. " Lucian seethed looking at her. " FUCKING ANSWER HIM. " Azron hollered kicking the tied person in his stomach. Panic was bubbling inside Faith and she couldn't able to say anything. " Answer me or your brother will pay the price along with him, kitten. " Zanvil said taking a sharp knife and grazing the tip at Chris's neck, so slightly, that it drew some blood out. Seeing this much of blood infront of her, Faith felt her head spinning. Her struggles becoming weak. " ANSWER ME GOD-DAMN-IT. " Lucian pulled her head up with her hair. " N-No..." She managed to let out a whimper and collapsed on Lucian. She was barely conscious. " Oh, baby, I knew it. It's okay, Lucian don't hurt her. " Zanvil left Chris and walked towards her. Lucian kissed her lips briefly while Zanvil caressed her hair. " But, this guy made us insecure. He has to pay little one. He'll be punished. " Azron scowled, taking a cleaver in his hands. " DON'T DO THIS TO HER. PLEASE. " Chris pleaded the trio for her sister and his friend. He knew his friend is going to die tonight. He also knew he couldn't do anything. But it was too late. ••• © Copyright reserved.

Seraphina Ravelle, the stepdaughter of Marquess Edric, grew up surrounded by luxury-but behind the mansion doors, cruelty ruled. Her mother, Isadora Ravelle, used her power to torment the Marquess's first daughter, Liora. Seraphina loved her sister dearly, yet she could never show it. Desperate to save Liora from their mother's abuse, Seraphina secretly forged a letter and sent a marriage proposal in her sister's name to the feared Grand Duke, Izek Viremont. But instead of accepting Liora... the Duke sent the proposal back-to Seraphina. Why would one of the most powerful men in the kingdom choose her? And what does the Duke truly want?

Second book to His Maid. Ki was always in control or at least that's what he thought. He found out the contract between his ex finance was nothing more than a political move from his parents. And the woman who he just wanted to show a world of curiosity and control. Turned into someone more than a woman to control. But after a horrible accident Ki relaized his suffering has only began when she said those words to him. "Who are you?" ⚠️ Warning ⚠️ Particular contents in this book may not be suitable for all audiences. Reader discretion is advised. The book contains the following : -Age gap -Nudity -Violence -Profanity -Sexual content -Mature theme

After 10,000 years perfecting a single pill, Bai Fanxian emerges from seclusion to find the world has moved on without her. Cultivation is now rare and weak, True Alchemy have faded into legend, and the modern world has no idea what masters of the past could achieve. Armed with ancient mastery and unmatched power, she'll remind everyone why "Alchemy Empress" was once the most revered title in the cultivation world. ---------------------------------------------------------------- You can read 30+ more chapters on Patreon! Rate/Review if you're enjoying the story Patreon: patreon.com/LittleKnight (Link also in my profile)

Long before blood stained snow and gods chose sides, before prophecies were spoken aloud and broken blades whispered their hunger, something ancient stirred. A power once betrayed, once torn apart and buried beneath lies, had found a heartbeat again. And that heartbeat loved. Miranda Jacobs was never meant to be the center of creation's collapse. Born of war and wonder, of a war god and a just queen, she carried light . She did not seek destiny, yet destiny bent toward her all the same. Dmitri Volkov housed two souls and one promise. His uncles dark soul and Aetherion a fallen reborn : that nothing would ever touch what was his. Love anchored him where rage would have burned the universe to ash. Love also made him dangerous in ways the gods had forgotten to fear. Because the old rules no longer held. Tyron, born of betrayal and crowned by resentment, believed power was taken, not earned. He sharpened blades meant to erase souls, sent monsters into the dark, and whispered to shadows that thought the gods weak. He wanted the girl. He wanted the end. And Olympus trembled. Zeus clung to control, blind to the cost. Hera hungered for what should never be unchained. Hades saw the future and recoiled from it. Ares sharpened his sword not for glory, but for family. Poseidon watched the tides turn, knowing balance was already broken. The prophecy was clear. When light is pierced by darkness, when love becomes the battlefield, the fallen will rise without mercy, and forgiveness will die with the stars. This was not a story about heroes. It was a story about what happens when love becomes a weapon, when gods make the same mistake twice, and when the universe learns that some bonds cannot be broken without everything burning with them. Book Two begins where fear turns into war. And war remembers names.

She saved him once. Now he can't let her go-even if it means caging her heart. "One night changed everything. Now, he'll burn the world to keep her". "Bound by fate. Trapped by desire." The night was thunder-washed, the kind of storm that could wash away blood and secrets. Aarya didn't expect to find a bleeding man in the middle of nowhere. Definitely not one with a gun tucked in his belt and rage in his eyes. But instincts took over, and she dragged him into her barn, stitched him up, and locked him in her store room. Just for one night. Just until morning. She never expected him to remember her. She never expected him to look at her like she was his. But Kian Vora never forgot. Not the girl who dared to hold him hostage. Not the one who patched him up and vanished. So when fate kept throwing her into his world-again and again-he mistook it for destiny. And when she didn't return his obsession, he mistook that for betrayal. So he took her. Not to hurt her. Just to keep her. as his Even if she hated him for it.