I am Zhao Tangtang, the sixth princess of the Zhao Kingdom. I thought I would always be an unpampered salted fish forever, but when I was six years old, my father emperor suddenly had the ability to read heart voices and I was pampered to the sky. For the past six years, the only thing I've been doing besides eating and waiting for death is digging dog holes, because I know that my second imperial brother is the male protagonist in this book, and after he usurps the throne, I will become the chicken in the 'kill the chicken to scare the monkey' scenario. That's right, I've been transmigrated into this book since I was born. I know all the plots in this book and have memorized all of them in my mind. But, aside from that, all I have is this not-so-smart brain of mine. I've never thought about competing for favor to increase my sense of presence.. because I know that I can't win. I've never underestimated the IQ of the ancient people, and I don't feel that I will have a chance to win just because I'm a transmigrator. ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ 𝘾𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧｡ 𝙋𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮｡

The dark gloomy day she died, regretting all she never managed to do, she thought would be her last. She never expected to reincarnate into another person, even less into one who was married to one of the richest men in the world. He never wanted more from his marriage other than the heir they had agreed on, but what happens when he wants to change their initial contract, seeing the new her. What happens when he wants to prolong the contract's term to a lifetime?

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

Tatiana knows that Commander Corik would never look her way. She's just an average worker in the Dollhouse, a place full of beautiful women that all orc fighters go to relieve themselves of their aggression. She is no one worth his time. But tragedy soon befalls them both, and he ends up making a grave mistake. He swears to her that he will make it right. However, Tatiana doesn't know what that entails. She doesn't even think he made a mistake! Corik won't hear it though. He swears to make it up to her and repent for his sins, whether she wants him to or not. XXXX Content Warning: This book contains depictions of mild dubcon elements, graphic violence, death, FL with low self-esteem issues, bullying, and sexually explicit content that may trigger certain audiences.

When a weekend trip to a remote winter lodge turns into a waking nightmare, (Y/n) finds herself stranded in a snow-choked wilderness with something inhuman picking off her friends one by one. As trust crumbles and paranoia spreads, betrayal cuts deeper than any claws ever could. Left for dead and stalked by a creature that wears the faces of the people it kills, (Y/n) has no choice but to rely on the very monster that tore her life apart. What begins as a fragile, uneasy truce twists into something far darker and far more possessive. Because the thing in the woods isn't just hunting her anymore. It's learning. And it's never letting her go. #1 in #skinwalker #1 in #gore #1 in #yanderexreader #1 in #disturbed #1 in #possession #1 in #survival #1 in #yandere #1 in #infatuation #1 in #horror #1 in #sadist #1 in #forcedlove #1 in #reader #1 in #violence

I let his fingers slip between my lips and taste myself once again. "This is what you will do with me" he whispered looking at my lips. "You will wrap your lips around it" I followed his instructions and wrapped my lips around his two fingers. I looked at his eyes and I immediately found his gaze which was torn between my lips and eyes. He inhaled again before continuing speaking. "You will slowly lick and suck it" he winked with a grin. "And you will try your best to fully take me in your mouth like this" he said, pushing his fingers even more inside my mouth. He grabbed my chin with his free hand. "Isn't that right, Rea? You will try to take me all?" He slowly asked and I nodded bringing my own fingers to my clit, trying to touch it the same way he did. He looked down to what I was doing and grinned. "Good girl, but I will continue with that" he told me, removing his fingers from my mouth and grabbing my wrist to stop me. *** Finding a wounded man in the middle of the wood was the last thing Rea had imagined to see during her stroll. She had never thought her innocent gesture of rescuing and healing him would have turned her life upside down. He claimed her as his mate. A ruthless predator that enjoyed the kill and shedding blood around for his own purpose. He was part of a species her whole family told her to stay away from. Werewolves. And she discovered soon how she was mated to one of the strongest one. Callendon. Her personal nightmare. MATURE CONTENT - ONLY 18 + FOR MATURE AUDIENCE

Intro: When the heavy door creaked open the small girl gasped at the cold air that hit her bare legs. The air that now filled her lungs, was quick to leave in a small laugh as she saw the view ahead of her. A thick blanket of fluffy snow covered every branch, rock, and building in sight. It sparkled under the bright sun. The girl didn't know how lucky she was to see the outdoors under these weather circumstances. The sky was usually painted in a sea of gray clouds that snowed endless white powder onto the kingdom 11 months out of the year. The brunette couldn't contain her smile as she peered out of the doors. It didn't matter that she could see her breath, or that goosebumps littered her skin, her feet stinging against the cold stone. She hadn't been outside- ever. ~~~~~~~~ A Knight saves her and then he leaves her. A broken hearted Nymph in a brand new world. Will he come back for her? ~~~~~ All pictures are from Pinterest! Not mine. #2 Nymph 2/16/2024 #1 Nymphette 6/18/2023 #3 agegap 8/27/23 #3 fantasy romance 8/28/2023 #1 mythical creatures 8/29/23

As a child you always fear the monster under your bed or in your closet. Maybe you watched a scary movie or were told a horror story to make you believe something was under there. You jump onto your bed and jerk your limbs away from the edge or always shut your closet door. Then you hide under the covers in hopes that they don't get to you. As you grow older you realize the invisible monster under your bed is just that, invisible. Its not that they don't exist, it's just that you don't see them. You write off the bumps in the night as the wind or shifting floorboards but they're lies. Little white lies you tell yourself so you can sleep at night. Well I'm here to tell you that whatever is causing those bumps is very real. In my case, the source doesn't hide in my closet but rather under my bed. And he's determined to drag me right there with him. Can you be friends with the monster under your bed? ** "Ask me Aria," he rasped. His voice dripped with temptation that would make the devil jealous. His lips were brushing against mine as we leaned into each other. I felt like I was drowning in his presence. The hand that was on my breast had moved to my waist, keeping me close even as I tipped towards him. His hand was still on my sex, leisurely teasing the area. "Please," I whispered. Something mixed between a growl and a purr escaped him. It vibrated deeply from his chest. I thought he would kiss me but he didn't. His lips hovered over mine before they softly traced my cheek. I gasped when his hands moved to under my arms, moving me until I straddled his thigh.

Eloise knows something is wrong. Her boyfriend is not her boyfriend. They are something else, wearing his face. She should run ... but she doesn't. Her boyfriend had started to become controlling, but the replacement is ... kinder than the original. Gentler. Always there, lurking, just out of the corner of her eye. What do they want? Achievements: 27/02/2025 - #1 in #monsterromance, #dualperspective, and #stolenidentity. 01/04/2025 - #1 in horrorromance, monsterromance, dualperspective, and stolenidentity. #2 in monster. 21/10/2025 - #1 in dualperspective and stolenidentity. #2 in monsterromance, monster, and monsterlove. #3 in horrorromance.

Saint Morseti owns his own gourmet restaurant. He is the lead/head chef. With a passion for cooking and baking, he finds peace in producing delicious food. But on his free time. And majority of his time from the past 8 months he's taken a more intense interest. Danika Reeves. He knows it all. Where she is at, what she wears every day, the scheduling of her showers and the days she washes her curly hair. He knows her hobbies, when she gets paid, when she leaves for work, every indent or scar on her body. She was his muse. Well in the beginning. But it became much worse. He is a man who suffers with anxiety disorders. Separation anxiety, selective mutism, social anxiety, and reactive attachment disorder. With a dark past, he thought seeing who she is would do no harm, it would be fun. But now he can't live without her. And she's suspicious of something, but she can't put her finger on it.