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ANCHOR OF HEARTS

“It seems you owe me a favor for reuniting you and your father,” Zane said in his usual calm, steely voice. Selina slowly drifted her attention from the scenery and stared at him in disbelief. “How did you know I was referring to my father?” she asked, a hint of surprise simmering beneath her voice. “I see,” Zane muttered, his glacial eyes fixed on her bewildered gaze. “Do you truly believe if the world doesn’t recognize you as Hudson’s daughter, you can escape the doom that comes with his blood?” His voice pulsed with deep-seated grudges. Selina moved her eyes sideways in shock and bewilderment about what he meant. "I'm not hiding being my father's daughter. I'm only forbidden to mention my connections with him." Selina's bewildered gaze couldn’t hold his terrifying eyes for even a second, flickering instead to the corner of the room. “I’m not hiding being my father’s daughter. I’m only forbidden to speak of my ties with him.” Zane let out a disdainful snort, taking a predatory step closer as she instinctively retreated. "It's intriguing and hellish to have Hudson's daughter tonight to taste my retribution," he whispered. His calmness had faded into a haunting aura, leaving the air eerily thick as Selina gulped down dry. Her heart couldn't help but drum against her ribcage, the sound rising to her ears at his sinister words. “What…retribution…are you talking about?" Selina stammered, still retreating with Zane catching up with her pace. With his lips curved in a mild sneer, Zane uttered, "You don’t understand how desperate I’ve been, waiting for this day to watch you tortured, crying and begging for your peace relentlessly." "But I haven't wronged you either for me to be tortured by you." She attempted to sound confident in an unsettling atmosphere and only prayed he wouldn't hurt her. “As long as your father wronged me, so did you," Zane declared, his voice low and resentful. "And believe me, his retribution will hurt, far more than you think.” *** As the outcast daughter of the Everett family, Selina lives an ordinary life while fighting to rebuild herself into a prestigious figure—one whose name will echo through the world for decades to come. Just like every girl who dreams of being loved and cherished by the man she adores, Selina longs for a romance that feels like magic, with the very man she’s been secretly crushing on for three unforgettable years. But her quiet yearning shatters the moment that very man, Zane, returns not with affection, but with a ruthless vendetta against her and her family. His vengeance costs her everything—her dreams, her future, and nearly her life. Caught in the storm of his revenge and the cold rejection of those she once called family, Selina finds herself heartbroken and isolated. Then, fate plays its usual teasing card between Selina and Zane, as the unforgettable night they share at his welcome banquet yields an outcome neither of them expects. When Selina discovers she is pregnant with her enemy’s child, she refuses to remain ensnared in his ruthless, consuming revenge and leaves broken in the end. With nothing left but her resolve, she strikes a desperate deal: she will carry their child, in exchange for something momentarily precious to him.
LilyKim · 6k Views

The 10 Steps To Tame The Nerd

Maya Sinclair ruled Crestwood High—rich, beautiful, untouchable. Until the night they ruined her. Her best friend. Her boyfriend. Her father. New Year’s Eve: Vic cheats. Jackie betrays. Her father replaces her. Humiliation burns through her veins, but Maya doesn’t cry. She retaliates. She will not be the girl they destroyed. She will be the girl they fear. She changes everything—clothes, attitude, rules. Boys are games. Hearts are meant to be broken. Then comes Eddie Thompson. The quiet, infuriating, unshakable nerd. The only one who doesn’t fall at her feet. So she makes him her next challenge. 10 Steps to Tame the Nerd. Step 1: Find his weakness. Step 2: Get under his skin. Step 3: Force proximity. Step 4: Make him jealous. Step 5: Push him too far. Step 6: Make him fall. Step 7: Make him beg. Step 8: Make him hers. Step 9: Break him. Step 10: Walk away. But Eddie doesn’t break. He flips the game. The more she plays, the more she loses control. He sees past the act—past the reckless, flirty, untouchable Maya—straight into the shattered girl underneath. And for the first time, she wants to stop pretending. Then Victor Carter snaps. Her ex won’t be forgotten. Won’t be replaced. If he can’t have Maya, no one can. And he will burn her life to the ground to prove it. When Vic raises the gun, Maya finally realizes—this was never about taming Eddie. This was about surviving Vic. A game of obsession, manipulation, and broken hearts. A twisted dance between love, hate, and control. The line between desire and destruction blurs, and everything Maya thought she knew about herself, about Eddie, becomes nothing but a lie. Can love survive the poison of obsession? Can they survive each other?
djimmy_djou · 100.5k Views

Apocalypse Days: I Rule with Foresight and a Powerful Son

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late. I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan— “Mommy?” I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.” “Mommy!” I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?” He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world. My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?” I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside. I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game. Well, we may just survive this mess after all. Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes. I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival. For Leo and me. Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.
QuillMistress · 485.1k Views

Contract Marriage: The Lycan Queen's Tempting Fate [GL]

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 21+// She Hates Me, But She's Mine in EVERY Way] “No… I won't.” “Oh, petal, I wasn't asking. You WILL marry me.” **** Dr. Kiyomi, a neurosurgeon rogue lycan, lives in & never leaves the human hospital— the safest place for her. That’s until a high-profile mafia surgery goes wrong and she’s blamed for it despite being on leave. Suddenly the limelight is on her, forcing her rare last name back into the memories of people who have long wanted her dead — the Bogdan Lycans. As if that isn't enough, the Ivanov Russian mob is after her with vengeance in their hearts. Scared, Kiyomi leaves the hospital pretending to be a night-shift male nurse — which works, only for her to be kidnapped at the hospital’s entrance, by the cruel lycan queen’s guards who drag her to the queen Sakura’s human home. — — — Sakura Watanabe; the soulless crazy queen known to screw up everyone for fun. She ruins everything she touches and sucks the life out of everyone around her. She is bad, cruel, and a menace who does whatever she wants, however, and whenever she wants it. When she hears of Dr. Kiyomi’s misfortunes, she is curious to see what will make that lycan break, and orders that Kiyomi be brought to her, so she can sign the infamous Sakura contract that always leaves the signee dead, dead and dead. What Sakura doesn't factor in is the fact that the woman who walks through her door is her soulmate. And even worse is the desire she gets to protect Kiyomi. Not one to relent in the hands of fate, Sakura forces Kiyomi to sign the oppressive contract. What happens when Sakura's heart starts beating for Kiyomi, and she goes after everyone who hurt her soulmate? Will she cancel the contract and embrace love, or will she stay the stoic soulless queen with nothing to live for? And even better, how long can Sakura fight fate?
she_osprey · 580.9k Views

I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha

[MATURE CONTENT] SEXUALLY EXPLICIT CONTENT. Eighteen years ago, blood stained the halls of the Full Moon Gala. The Vampires came slaughtering nearly every wolf shifter at the gala, including the visiting royal family. Blood drenched the earth, and when the carnage ended. Prince Ambrose, soaked in the screams of his people, he rose from the ashes with a single vow: Blood for blood. Eighteen years later, Ambrose is now Alpha King, ruthless, unyielding, and revered by his pack. But his thirst for vengeance never dulled. His target? Princess Odette. Odette isn’t a delicate doll. She’s fire wrapped in silk. Born of power, and unafraid to destroy. Raised by the very monsters that broke him. Ambrose wants to break her. But this princess doesn't break easily. Captured. Kidnapped. Claimed. The girl he wanted to destroy becomes the woman he can’t stop watching. Touching. Needing. Their bond is dangerous. Twisted. Forbidden. Can love be born of vengeance? What if a terrifying and dangerous threat rises from the shadows? Can a millennia long blood feud be overcome or will they destroy themselves before the enemy even has a chance? Ex: I started the shower and then looked to her and ordered her “Take off your clothes.” She almost snapped her neck with how quickly she turned her head to face me. “Excuse me?” “You heard me, Take. Off. Your. Clothes. Princess.” She looked at me dumbfounded, she couldn’t believe I was asking her to do this. The sheer audacity of me. She’s rich. Ha. “No, absolutely not.” She narrowed her eyes at me and lifted her lip a little, showing part of her fang. It was a warning glare. “I’m not a patient man. Strip or I will strip you of your clothes.” As I spoke those words, a sense of thrill shot through me. I've seen plenty of women naked. But my enemy’s daughter. Stripping her of her dignity, forcing her to humiliate herself. My wolf purred inside. “I will not.” Odette stood firm in her stance. “I will only tolerate so much disobedience.” I growled at her, I moved quickly, closing the distance between us in an instance. I grabbed her sleeve and tore it off her. She jerked back covering her arm with her hand. I moved closer to her. Ripping off another shred of her dress. She screamed “Stop it. Don’t touch me. Dog.” She napped. I snarled “Call me a dog one more time princess and see how I punish you.” “D.O.G. DOG” She said firm and slow. “I’m not actually, I am the Alpha King, the strongest and most powerful Alpha there’s ever been.” I was getting tired of the disrespect. “Keep feeding that ego of yours, maybe one day it’ll be a reality.” She hissed back. I grabbed her by the throat and lifted her off the ground. She thrashed and squirmed in my grip. But I held firm. Getting in close I whisper in her ear “Watch your little wh*re mouth. Before I shove something in it to keep it busy.”
devonany · 156.1k Views

NEMESIS: HATE AT FIRST LOVE.

Hanrich Sebastian Bishop, Jr. (Harro), the 25-year-old scion of a business Mogul, was a paragon of perfection. His chiseled features, white hair and piercing blue eyes made him look like a celestial being, earning him the nickname of an Angel. His charming personality, honed from years of navigating high-society circles, had a mesmerizing effect on everyone he met. People were drawn to him like moths to a flame, helpless to resist his captivating smile and effortless charm. But one man remained immune to Harro's allure: Orion Alexander Stone, a ruthless and cunning business rival. With a name that evoked the mythological hunter, Orion was a force to be reckoned with. His piercing gaze and chiseled jawline made him look like a granite statue, impervious to emotions. He saw Harro as nothing more than a pampered, entitled rich kid playing at being a businessman. Fate, however, had other plans. When Harro and Orion met, the air was electric with tension. Despite their differences, they found themselves inexplicably drawn to each other, their mutual attraction growing stronger with each passing moment. It was as if the universe had conspired to bring them together, igniting a passion that neither could ignore. But their love story took a dramatic turn when Harro was involved in a freak accident, erasing his memories of Orion. The man he loved was now a stranger, and Harro was left with a gaping hole in his heart. Orion, determined to win Harro back, set out to rekindle their romance, but the odds were stacked against them. Would they be able to rekindle their love, or would their relationship remain forever lost in the annals of memory?
Eny_Williams · 69.9k Views