BEFORE YOU READ: This is a slowburn and some things may not make sense since the book is only half edited, but it will be when I'm done with the book. -------------------------- Her life has always been a battlefield... shaped by a violent father, marked by loss, and destroyed again by a boyfriend who treated her like a possession. She's learned to survive by staying small and unseen. But the day the school is plastered with naked photos of her, she becomes impossible to ignore. And the first to notice are the last men anyone would want watching: The Devils. Four teachers. Four kings of a hidden mafia network. Four predators with iron reputations and blood on their hands. When she breaks down at school, they're the ones who catch her. They tell themselves it's responsibility, nothing more. But the deeper they delve into her life, the harder it becomes to pretend they don't care. She awakens something in them... something protective, possessive, and dangerously close to tender. What starts with a rescue becomes the beginning of a bond that threatens their rules... and her already fragile world.

She only wanted to do her job care for the children, keep her head down, and move on. At the house she works in now, everything looks perfect on the surface. The family is polished, the pay is good, and for once, she feels like she's doing something right. But perfection has cracks. The whispers start small, the looks start to linger, and before she can make sense of it, one accusation changes everything. From the moment she steps into their world, nothing feels normal. The fathers are polite but distant, their stares unreadable. The house is beautiful but quite way too quiet. And the children... the children cling to her like they've been waiting for her all along. She tells herself it's just another job. That she doesn't need their approval. That she can't afford to care. But the walls in this house have secrets. And so do the men watching her. Soon, she'll learn that sometimes, it's not the little hands that are hardest to let go of it's the ones you never saw reaching for you in the dark.

They say five is fate. But what if fate has no limits? At just eighteen, Noelani has already lived through more pain than most do in a lifetime. Haunted by trauma, she hides behind walls she's spent years building-until fate shatters them. When she's thrust into a world cloaked in shadows, she crosses paths with five enigmatic men-dangerous, alluring, and each carrying secrets darker than her own. As her past claws its way back and twisted desires begin to bloom, Noelani must decide: will she run from the darkness, or let it consume her?

Valeska is exhausted by life. Drowning in bills, dead-end jobs, and the weight of loneliness, she's desperate for change. When she lands a live-in housekeeper position at one of the city's most luxurious estates, it feels like the chance she's been waiting for-a clean slate and a quiet place to breathe again. Luca is refined, sinfully intelligent, and dangerously charming. Every word that leaves his lips is measured, every glance deliberate. Temptation in a tailored suit with a handsome smile. Enzo is dark, unpredictable, and impossible to ignore. His presence hums with danger, his stare burns like a threat and he's already decided Valeska belongs to him... and he's daring anyone to say otherwise. Valeska tries to keep her distance, but their world pulls her in filled with tension and temptation she's never known before. Their attention is overwhelming, their power intoxicating. The brothers take what they want. The brothers own what they desire. And what they desire is her. *** ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This story contains strong language, mature themes, and explicit scenes intended for readers 18+. Reader discretion is advised.

𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗜𝗦 𝗠𝗬 𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗟 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬!! ✦━━━━━━༺༻━━━━━━✦ ➥ 𝑰𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉: I got reincarnated into a novel as the stupid villainess that every reader hated to the core. Basically, the most unloved character, even by the author. Santina Rubelia del León gets killed by her yandere fiancé who is also the male lead. Hahhh... It could be worse, right? WRONG! Why does it have to be a BL novel, for god's sake? The trashy male lead falls in love with the crown prince of another nation and causes the biggest war history has ever seen. "Santina, I want you to be my Empress." WAIT, WHAT? Why now? Does he want to use me to his advantage? Yeah, that's probably it! But then...? "I'll start a war." E-eh? What is this? "I'll kill him and destroy his entire kingdom. In fact, I'll erase it from the map, so... look at me... I beg you." Is he completely ignoring the crown prince? But why and for what reason, all of a sudden? Let me go, you crazy punk! I'M THE VILLAINESS! "...." He broke my other leg as well. When they say Angels have wings they mean they have legs. For humans legs are like wings. They take you places. This devil had broken my wings. ✦━━━━━━༺༻━━━━━━✦ 𝗪𝗲𝗲𝗸𝗹𝘆 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀!! ➥ mature themes and language ➥ status: finished! ♔ ───────── ♔ 𝑯𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑬𝑺𝑻 𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺 (so far): ♔ ───────── ♔ #1 in maleyandere #1 aristocracy #1 crazy #1 reincarnated #1 noble #2 pastife #7 obsession #7 yandere #14 reincarnation

So transmigration into a novel is real. Fantastic. But instead of waking up as the dazzling heroine or the cunning villainess... I got stuck as the cannon fodder side character. The one who showed up twice and died in a single sentence. Two scenes. One line of death. That's my entire legacy. Even the villainess gets more respect than me. Well, not this time. I refused to play. I got a second chance, and I'm taking it all- the story, the characters, and the author can choke on their own plot. _

Hina Amano has a secret that makes her life a living hell: when people's adrenaline spikes, she can hear their thoughts. To survive at Kamishiro Academy-a school ruled by yakuza heirs and predators-she makes herself invisible. She is a ghost. A mob character. A nobody. Until she accidentally bumps into Ryo Kugayama. He is the Student Council President. The Prince of the school. Perfect, polite, and untouched by the grime of their world. He smiles angelically and helps her up. "Are you hurt, Amano-san?" But Hina freezes. Because the voice screaming in her head isn't polite. It's a deafening, tar-black roar of obsession: (...Found her. She's trembling. Cute. If I break her legs, she can't run away, right?) ⚠️ WARNING: This story contains Dark Romance themes, Stalking, Dubious Consent, and Graphic Violence.

[ 𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐔 𝐗 𝐅. 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ] ↳ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, a woman moves to paris, france in hopes of escaping her past and in doing so lands a job at a formal restaurant which is owned by a renowned chef, vincent charbonneau, who seems a little too fond of the new hire. ─────────────── 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 08/12/2024 ─────────────── 𝐀 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐘 @mutilatedbrainz

She died. He killed her - with his mistress by his side. The woman who gave up everything for love... was reborn to rewrite her fate. This time, she won't forgive. This time, she will rise.

I died. Came back. Now I'm living in a soap opera-and no, I don't get a script. Transmigrated as the older twin in a wildly rich, wildly dramatic family, I'm surrounded by love triangles, overprotective parents, and the kind of chaos that would give reality TV execs a stroke. My sister's perfect. I'm... not. And while she collects admirers, I collect emotional damage-and maybe one terrifyingly attractive, possibly robotic boyfriend who understands me a little too well. There are secret pasts. Public scandals. Too much glitter. This isn't a romance. It's survival. And I'm done playing the sidekick.