[Completed] Eleanor Blake was just an ordinary college student with an extraordinary obsession: dark romance novels, especially the twisted R18+ mafia tale Kingdom of Ash and Sin. But after a freak accident, she finds herself thrust into the blood-soaked pages of her favourite book, waking up not as a spectator... but as Elaine De Silva, the villainess doomed to die in 2 weeks! Armed with nothing but her fangirl knowledge and stubborn determination, Eleanor is set on one goal: survive. Rewrite the story. Live. Easy, right? Wrong. Because her new fiancé, the dangerously magnetic mafia don Luca Moretti, isn't playing by the book. He's darker, deadlier, and far more obsessed with her than the original plot ever hinted at. "Elaine, you're mine. I'll kill anyone who tries to take you from me." Wait... what? You were supposed to kill me, not fall in love! When did the story change? Now, caught in a world of betrayal, bullets, and brooding men in suits, Eleanor must outsmart the plot she thought she knew. Because if she wants to survive this story... She'll have to rewrite the ending herself. __________________________________ Book #1 of the I Became... Series. Can be read as a standalone. __________________________________ #1 in villainess (18/07/25) #1 in brokenengagement (20/07/25) #1 in reincarnation (21/07/25) #1 in transmigration (01/08/25) #4 in rebirth (28/07/25) #6 in humor (30/07/25) #1 in yandere (01/08/25) #1 in possessive (03/08/25) #1 in secondchance (02/08/25) #1 in strongfemalelead (02/08/25) #1 in obsession (07/08/25) #2 in mafia (08/08/25) #1 in aristocracy (17/08/25)

[On Hold] General Victor Greyson has never lost a war. He's the Empire's Iron Wall, the Devil of the Northern Front, the bane of enemies and emotions alike. Stoic, strategic, and socially clueless, he has only ever loved one thing: victory. So naturally, the universe rewards him by killing him off in an accident involving combat. Heroic. Tragic. A cliche. He wakes up not on the battlefield, but in a canopy bed... with lace curtains. Now trapped in the soft, silky, perfumed body of Lady Evelyn Fairmont, the Empire's most useless noblewoman, Victor finds himself facing his greatest challenge yet: corsets, court gossip, and a fiancé he doesn't remember accepting. Worse? This world's "Lady Evelyn" was the palace's most hated socialite-a spoiled brat with a penchant for fainting at every minor inconvenience. Victor's mission is clear: survive this frilly hellscape, figure out how to return to his own body, and punch whoever did this to him square in the face. Until then, he'll use his tactical genius to conquer tea parties, ruin toxic social hierarchies, and maybe even expose the royal court's darkest secrets... in heels. Oh, and about that fiancé? The cold, calculating, disgustingly handsome Duke Aiden Blackthorn is looking at "Lady Evelyn" with suspicious eyes. It seems the duke has noticed something different, like how his once-ditzy bride-to-be just broke a wine bottle over a count's head and demanded to lead the palace guard. Victor doesn't care about romance. Unfortunately, Aiden does. And he never loses his battles either. __________________________________ Book #2 of the I Became... Series. Can be read as a standalone. __________________________________ #1 in general (29/07/25) #1 in hero (05/08/25)

[Ongoing] 18+ Novel - Reverse Harem She gave them everything. They gave her nothing. In the end, she died for men who never even wanted her. In her first life, she was the villainess fiancée who lived and breathed for three beautiful heirs-their shadow, their shield, their fool. She destroyed anyone who dared get close to them, certain they would one day be hers. But the truth was cruel: they adored someone else while she was left to rot in jealousy and despair. Scorned and humiliated, she ended her life with only one wish-never to love them again. But fate laughs at vows. Reborn to the past, she swears to live only for herself. No more chasing. No more begging. No more crawling for scraps of affection. This time, she will rise above them and when the time comes, she's ready to walk away forever. Except now... It's different. __________________________________ Book #3 of the I Became... Series. Can be read as a standalone. __________________________________ #1 in secondlife (27/08/25) #1 in player(01/09/25) #1 in villainess(01/09/25) #1 in yandere (31/08/25) #1 in mxmxmxf (31/08/25) #2 in strongfmc (31/08/25) #1 in secondlife (29/08/25) #2 in obsession (31/08/25) #5 in reincarnation (31/08/25) #5 in reverseharem (31/08/25) #3 in ceo (01/09/25) #6 in billionaire (01/09/25) #2 in transmigration (01/09/25)

Would you like to play a game? The rules are simple... you just have to get someone to fall in love you, devote himself to you, and care for you until the end of his days. Think it's easy? Confident you'll win? Let's see how well you play the game. WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: story contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

How can you lose something you never have? When your own mother poisons you to gain pity from others, how should you feel? Why was I, the youngest, being married off? How could I care about something that was never mine? WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: Story contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

I promised to take care of him until he didn't need me anymore. I made a mistake. I was twenty-two. Just a broke artist with a pair of scissors and a flashlight, hired to be his nanny. I did my best. I built him a sky out of cardboard boxes. I held his hand when the thunder was too loud. I taught him that he didn't have to be alone in the dark. But children grow up. And Silas Vane grew up... different. As the years passed, I started noticing things I couldn't explain. My dates getting cancelled. My debts mysteriously paid off. The feeling of eyes watching me while I slept. I thought I was raising a lonely boy. I didn't realize I was becoming the center of a dangerous obsession. Now, he is a man. A genius who controls everything around him. And he has finally solved the only equation that matters: How to keep me forever.

His fingers trailed along her cheek. "Say it," Dhruvay murmured, voice raw with longing. "Say you missed me, wife." Roopa's eyes dropped to his wrapped hand again, the way it trembled slightly, the way he'd covered it with something that belonged to her instead of getting treated properly. Her throat tightened. "You bled, fought, got yourself hurt," she whispered shakily, eyes glossing with something unspoken. "And came all this way... for this?" His lips curled, amused, but that glint in his eyes darkened. "Tch. That mouth... I missed that too." She placed her palm on his chest, trembling fingers pressing against the thudding heart beneath. Not to push him away. But to feel him. To ground herself. To steady her pulse that threatened to race away. "If I say I missed you," she whispered, her voice laced with fear and fury, "what would you do?" "I'd never let you leave again," he said without a blink. "Not even to breathe." Tears burned her eyes, but she swallowed them. "And if I don't?" His gaze darkened. The smile faded like smoke vanishing in wind. "Then I'll still keep you," he said coldly. "But you'll bleed with me, wife... until you understand you were never meant to run." A gasp caught in her throat. He meant every word. Every scar on him was a sentence for her. "You're reckless," she whispered, "you terrify me." His expression flickered into something possessive, before he smiled again. A wicked, burning smile. "Good. Then maybe you'll stop running." His other hand slided beneath the hem of her top, resting possessively on her waist. "Now be a good girl, Roopa," he whispered, "and say you missed me." ~~❉~~ A forced marriage. A stolen past. And a love she was never meant to feel. When the truth comes out, will her heart betray her pride? Curious to know what happens next? Start reading DhRupa now.

"The Hacker and the Mob Boss" ❦ Reyna Fields seems to be an ordinary girl with her thick-framed glasses, baggy clothes, hair always up in a ponytail, and her head tucked away behind a computer screen. However, no one knows she's armed with a genius IQ and a heart of gold. She hacks her way into virtual systems on a search for her mother. Unfortunately for her, she has hacked into the wrong database. She hacked into the database of the notorious mob boss, Santino "Saint" Venturi. Saint is the opposite of his name. He's known for his ruthlessness. As a mob boss to a mafia, he learned to eat or be eaten. When Reyna stumbles upon his database, a plan dispersed into his mind. He's going to take her. ❦ "I don't share, angel." "He's a friend," she found herself saying. Dante was too busy staring at her to notice the fiery glare in Saint's eyes. She was mentally praying that Dante would just look away. His fingers trailed up her leg before his hand latched onto her sex. He held her there while a small gasp left her lips. "I will fuck you on this table if he doesn't stop looking at what belongs to me." ❦ READ BOOK 2 -> The Kingmaker HIGHEST RANKING: #5 romance - 6/26/22 Dark Romance Cover by @-simplyhan

Lily Breighton will do anything to save her dying father. Even trespass in forbidden werewolf territory to find a legendary healing flower. But when she's caught by the territory's cursed alpha, she strikes a dangerous bargain: one year as his pack's healer in exchange for the cure. As Lily works to ease the pack's suffering, the line between healer and patient begins to blur, and she discovers that breaking a blood curse might cost her more than just her freedom-it might cost her heart.