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She met him as a child, he raised her like his daughter...until she fall in love with him. She was the princess of a kingdom, betrothed to another strong king. He was a young priest, swore to only love god and never touch or even think about any woman. Will he be able to resist that love and temptation, and stop himself from doing the greatest sin? Did she ever get the love she wanted? Or will she be trapped in a loveless marriage? And will society ever let them two together or the pure love will be treated as a sin? •••••• I chuckled hearing his answer, he was talking like a possessed man, without any emotion. I already knew I was going to get rejected by him, but still, I tried... He is a priest after all and had years of experience in resisting seduction. What was I even thinking when I decided to tell him my feelings? “ Sure Father, I won't get late”, I replied and turned around as I get the worst idea of my life. I can't be more shameless, can I? It's all worth it though...for him, I have no shame. My heart was pounding, and my whole body was shivering because of fear. Was I really going to do this? Hell, yes. The soft silk gown fell from my body when I removed it. My long golden-brown hair was hiding my back but still, it was outrageous to stand naked in front of another man, and it was even more sinful if that man is your father! I saw his lascivious gaze when I turned around after sitting in the bathtub. The rose petals were hiding my body, but my bare shoulder was still visible. It wasn't even allowed for me to reveal my full face to anyone, but here I am, naked in front of a priest.

In a world where beast tamers dominate society through strength and spirit bonds, a cautious and unassuming young man named Rei Valen lives in the bustling city of Orenth. Laughed at as a "failed tamer" due to his seemingly weak bond beasts—a lazy furball, a singing frog, and a cowardly squirrel—Rei hides a terrifying secret: Each of his beasts is a legendary-class creature in disguise, capable of wiping out armies. But Rei doesn’t want fame. Instead, he wants a peaceful life, build a trading guild, grow a potion brand, and quietly create an empire… all while avoiding battles and staying under the radar. However, fate won’t leave him alone, as absurd situations and underestimated challenges keep forcing him to act. ps Dropped novel

Li Yun traversed to the fantasy world and obtained the Heavenly Secret Pavilion. The Heavenly Secret Pavilion could calculate the past and future, and it could also observe the fate of individuals. Nothing in the world could escape the deductions of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion. Primordial Holy Lord: “How could the Heavenly Secret Pavilion know the secrets of the two Imperial weapons hidden in my Primordial Holy Land?” Radiant Light Holy Lord: “I’ve been undercover in the righteous path for three thousand years, on the verge of unifying it. How did the Heavenly Secret Pavilion expose my identity as the demonic path cultivator?” Master of the Forbidden Zone: “The Master of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion is so terrifying. I’ve survived for three million years, considering my strength unparalleled, yet I never expected to rank only seventeenth on the Supreme Ranking.” … With the opening of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, many giants of the cultivation world waited in line outside the pavilion to buy an opportunity to advance further, filled with worship and reverence.

Ernie Boudine -- early thirties, still lives at home with mom -- has never had sex, hasn’t even been kissed. In his mind the only guys who get in on the action are the muscled-up bodybuilders he worships on his computer. But Ernie knows to attract such a god He’ll need to transform his current blob of soft muscles covered with an ample layer of fat into body beautiful.<br><br>Personal trainer Butch Noonan discovers his boyfriend has been cheating on him. Troy is the last straw. Butch decides he’s done dating bodybuilders with their self-centered and egotistical attitudes. Butch longs for a relationship with someone who believes in romance, togetherness, and fidelity.<br><br>Joining a gym, Ernie feels like a kid in a candy store. So many beautiful men working out, so much hard muscle to ogle. Ernie is disappointed when Butch is assigned as his personal trainer. Despite the man’s name, the other trainers have bigger and buffer bodies.<br><br>Soon, however, Ernie begins to appreciate Butch’s sexy, compact body and what’s more, the man genuinely seems to care for and about Ernie.<br><br>Much to both men’s surprise, a tentative relationship begins to blossom, but then into the gym strolls Butch’s former college roommate. Bill is a serious bodybuilder and Ernie is immediately captivated by the man’s huge muscles and confident swagger.<br><br>Can Butch stand idly by and watch Ernie make the same mistakes he has? Or will Ernie wise up in time and realize true relationships are about more than muscle?

WARNING: DARK THEMES, OBSESSION, AND MORALLY DARK CHARACTERS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. If you can’t stomach unhinged men, manipulation, and a female lead who learns to weaponize her pain—turn back now. WSA SUPPORT. In the sprawling beast-realm galaxies, a woman's power means nothing without a womb that bears fruit. Status, strength, supernatural gifts—all rendered worthless against the singular measure of fertility. Jinx, a descendant from the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan learned this lesson in blood and betrayal. For years, she loved blindly. Her werewolf husband, Fenris, repaid that devotion with public humiliation, poisoned meals designed to keep her weak and barren, and a parade of mistresses who laughed at the "broken fox" he kept chained through manipulation. When an "accident" finally claimed her life, Jinx died with his mocking laughter still echoing in her ears. Death, however, wasn't finished with her. She claws her way back from the void, but she doesn't return alone. Bonded to a mysterious system that grants her abilities beyond anything the beast realms have witnessed, Jinx rises—wearing the mask of the fool everyone already believes her to be. Let them underestimate her. Let them see only the barren, broken woman they discarded. They won't see the blade until it's already at their throats. As Jinx dismantles her enemies piece by piece—ruining fortunes, exposing secrets, and watching the mighty crumble—she encounters something she never anticipated: Flynn. A beast lord with eyes that don’t look at her with pity...but hunger. The moment he saw her, he wanted her. Not gently. Not patiently. Completely. And Flynn is not a man who accepts denial. He offers help… but nothing about him feels safe. He’s dangerous. Unpredictable. Possibly just another predator wearing a better mask. Or worse— Someone real. In his unhinged charcater, she think he is another predator in clever disguise? Caught between vengeance and vulnerability, Jinx must navigate deadly politics, unlikely alliances, and the terrifying possibility that not every man deserves her wrath. Burn the world… Or risk her heart in the hands of a man who might ruin her even more completely than the last. But one thing remains certain: those who made her suffer will pay the terrible price.

My father died and left me nothing-except a debt to a man everyone fears. Damon Knight. I thought they'd take everything. The apartment. The memories. What little I had left. Instead- they took me. Now I live in his penthouse. Not as a guest. As his maid. Clean. Cook. Stay quiet. Don't disobey. That's the deal. He doesn't touch me YET. He says I will beg. Just watches. Always watching. Like I'm something he's trying to understand-or something he's trying not to want. Everyone says he's a monster. A man who controls everything. A man who never loses control. But late at night... when he corners me in the kitchen, his voice low against my ear-it doesn't sound like control. It sounds like restraint. "You have no idea what I'm capable of, Trouble." I look up at him anyway. "Fuck you" I say He just smirks ,"Soon, I will fuck you soo thoroughly that all you can think will be is how good my cock felt in your pussy." That's when it happens. That shift. Dark. Possessive. Irreversible. Because Damon Knight has one rule- he never kneels. He never tastes. He never fucks any woman. So why does it feel like... he's about to break it for me? A dark billionaire romance with a control-obsessed antihero and a girl who refuses to bend. He owns the city. But the only thing he wants to claim- No worship... is her. ___________ A dark romance with a possessive antihero, "touch her and die". "His to Worship | 18+" is a standalone dark romance novel. It is the 4th book of the "The Hawthorne Legacy " series.

A reverse harem romance * Aurora doesn’t believe in demons, destiny, or second chances—especially not when her life is falling apart one shattered motorcycle and strange hallucination at a time. But when two mysterious men show up with glowing tattoos, impossible truths, and eyes that feel far too familiar, her carefully controlled world begins to slip. And sleep offers no escape—only vivid dreams of fire, battle, and the haunting pull of four men she’s never met… but somehow already knows. As the line between reality and memory begins to blur, Aurora finds herself hunted, desired, and awakened in ways she can’t explain. The power rising inside her isn’t normal. It isn’t safe. And it refuses to be forgotten. Worse still—her heart begins to betray her. Because even without her memories, she’s falling for them. All four of them. Some sins were never meant to stay buried. And love was never meant to be split four ways. * Author’s Note: This book is an emotional reverse harem romance set in a modern world of demons, forgotten wars, and forbidden desires. This book contains mature themes including violence, sexual content, trauma, and elements of MM (BL) romance. It’s intense, steamy, and messy—in the best possible way. If you enjoy stories with slow-burn obsession, supernatural soul ties, morally gray love interests, and a heroine with dangerous power buried under her skin, welcome to your next addiction. Read with your heart open and your shadows ready.

"By order of His Imperial Majesty... the Villainess is sentenced to death." Seraphine died with a laugh on her lips, her crimson hair stained with the very blood she was accused of spilling. Betrayed by the Emperor she once loved and executed before a cheering crowd, she expected nothing but the cold embrace of hell. But fate has a wicked sense of humor. When she opens her eyes, the scent of blood and iron is gone, replaced by lilies and incense. The whip scars have vanished, her skin is flawless, and her once blood-red hair now turned blonde shines like gold beneath the holy light. She has returned. Not as the condemned Villainess... But as the Empire's long-awaited Saintess. Now, the same people who screamed for her execution kneel at her feet, desperate for the touch of her "sacred" hand. The Emperor who ordered her death gazes at her with reverence and hope, never realizing that the miracle he worships is the very woman he condemned to the blade. With a divine smile and a heart filled with venom, Seraphine begins her most dangerous performance. She will heal the sick. She will save the dying. She will smile like an angel while leading the Empire—step by smiling step—into the most beautiful nightmare it has ever seen. "You wanted a Saintess, Your Majesty?" "Then pray you survive the one you created."

Her sins are countless… and her end is close. In her pocket, she carries death itself. Perhaps my killer isn’t obsessed with death at all… Perhaps she’s only searching for a reason to stay alive.

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.