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Sullivan's Girl

For years, Anna never thought Sullivan was the type of man anyone should go to for help. Heck! She didn't think he was the type of man anyone should be seen with. She hated him. Secretly. Deeply. And loathed his presence. His existence alone appalled her until she crashed into his building. A loud cry for his protection and help. Sullivan didn't bother with Anna. She was too busy hating him while keeping his secret, too absorbing. Too much of everything he shouldn't be giving in to. Yet, in a fleet of seconds, she ripped his perfectly quiet world apart. As the world of the supernatural opened before her, with their unknown enemy promising a repeat of tragic fate, Anna banked on Sullivan's protection. Taking pleasure in his attention and interest. Yet, the knowledge she lacked was that peculiar interest is often overwhelming. Unhealthy. Dangerous. Obsessive. And a path of thorn that tears at the most precious skin. ■■■■■■■ “Are you hiding, little bird?” His tone was different from the usual. It wasn't the coo she knew, neither was it the song of calmness that often emanated from him. It was vibrating. An allure that in a dark and dangerous way promised a touch that would drift her alive. Annabelle kept her hand to her mouth, her heart racing past its usual rate. She wondered in that moment—now that she knew what he was—if he could hear her heart beat. As if the universe was sending her a response, she felt him stop. Right above where she hid. Holding a shaky breath, she raised her head, feeling the pressure of his feet on the wood that obscured her view from him. Surely, his ability can't go underground. Surely, the scent of watermelon and potatoes would mask her. Yet…the low chuckle that sounded like a sinister laughter made her heart jump, as her legs gave away. He lifted the wooden pallet, their gazes colliding in a fit of what seems to be prey and predator instinct. A tiny smirk was playing on his face now, the same one she was used to. And the evidence was as glaring as daylight. Blood streak marked his crisp white shirt, drooling down the side of his face to his lips—his hands, a crimson bloody mess against rich skin. The stale of another man's death lingering around him, morphing his aura and forever confirming what he is. What he will always be. “Little bird…” “Please…” Huge palm reached out to pat her nest of hair, definitely leaving behind strokes of blood. The metallic iron scent assaulted her nose in the small space she hid. He was after her heart—an organ she feared he might mean in the literal sense. As she remained in the squatting position, watermelon threatening to squash beneath her knees, she felt his pat. Once. Twice. As soothing as always for a creature like him. “I wished upon you little bird. You cannot run from me.” His words were a promise, a seal that bounded them together. Forever. ■■■■■■■ This is an enemies to lovers cum friends to lovers kind of story. ALSO... !!!THIS BOOK WILL CONTAIN DARK VULGAR AND CRUDE CHAPTERS BUT A SERIES OF WARNINGS WILL BE ISSUED BEFOREHAND (depends on this authors mood *evil laughter*) SO...YOU WILL BE FINE ^.^
b_oaq · 35.6k Views

Sold To The Frost Alpha

Selene Jameson has always been the family stain, unwanted daughter, shadow to the golden children. The night her mother dies saving her life, Selene loses the only person who ever loved her. When Atlas D'Angelo, the boy she gave everything to, betrays her in the cruelest way possible, she vows never to beg for love again. But fate has darker plans. On the night Selene finally tastes freedom, fame, money, a future of her own her family sells her to a supernatural auction. She's thrust into a hidden world ruled by lycans who see humans as nothing more than commodity. Then he buys her. Mikhail Morozov, Wintercrest Alpha and High Alpha of the Onyx Concord. Feared across Nocturna, Lycan Realm. With a shattered past, a missing sister, and a throne built on blood and betrayal, the last thing he needs is a defiant human girl with a sharp tongue and darker humor than his sins. But Selene isn't human. She bears the Crescent, a mark of ancient power that could save the Nocturna or destroy it. When Kustav Volkov, a rival ruthless Alpha, is revealed to be Selene's father, he lays his claim on her. Mikhail offers Selene a choice: marry him in a blood-bound pact that grants her protection under lycan law. But this marriage of convenience will be anything but convenient. *** "And you smell good," I interrupted, words tumbling out before I could stop them. "Really good. Like winter but not the terrifying kind. The beautiful kind. With snow and—" I scrunched my nose, grasping for the description. "Those delicate frost patterns that appear on glass." Mikhail produced a sound deep in his chest that could've been a growl or a chuckle or something caught between. "Why are there two staircases?" I blurted suddenly, fixating on the duplicated grand stairway looming before us. "Is this intentional? Seems ridiculously excessive." "There's only one staircase, moya." "Are you certain? Because I'm definitely seeing two. Perhaps you require vision correction. Do lycans need glasses? That would be hilarious. Tiny spectacles perched on a massive terrifying wolf—" "Selene." His voice emerged strained, taut in a manner that penetrated even through my fog. "You need to stop talking." I peered up at him, hurt piercing through the pleasant haze. "Why? Am I irritating you? I'm sorry. I'll stay quiet." "No." The word escaped sharp, nearly anguished. "You're not irritating me. You're—" He severed the sentence, jaw clenching so viciously I witnessed the muscle twitch. "Just... rest." But I didn't want rest. I wanted to comprehend why his expression appeared like that—all rigid and ravenous and something else I couldn't identify. "Are you alright?" I asked, raising my hand toward his jaw. He intercepted my wrist before contact, his hold gentle yet unyielding. "Don't." "Why not?" "Because I'm barely maintaining control as it is, and if you touch me right now—" He halted abruptly, eyes compressing shut momentarily. "Just don't." That should've frightened me. The ferocity in his tone, the way his restraint appeared to unravel at the seams. But intoxicated-me simply smiled, inexplicably pleased. Then I caught the way his gaze dropped. Just for a fraction of a heartbeat. To my mouth. Heat bloomed through my chest, spreading like wildfire. "You want to kiss me," I breathed, the revelation making me giddy. His eyes snapped back to mine, glacial blue turned predatory. "Kissing," he said slowly, voice dropping an octave, "doesn't even begin to scratch the surface of what I want to do to you." The air left my lungs. His grip on my wrist shifted, thumb finding my pulse point. Pressing there. Feeling the frantic rhythm he'd caused. "Kissing is gentle," he continued, leaning in just enough that his breath ghosted across my lips. Close enough to take. Close enough to claim. But he didn't. "Kissing is sweet. What I want?" His eyes dragged down my face, my throat, lower then back up with deliberate slowness. "There's nothing gentle about it."
Lilac_Everglade · 91.3k Views

Bound to the Alpha President

Noah, an omega hated by his own family, fought his way into a prestigious university for geniuses. To pay his tuition, he worked himself to the bone… only for his elder brother to steal every coin he saved. Noah followed him to a luxury hotel to retrieve the money, but Noah walked straight into a trap. His brother had planned to sell him to three powerful men. Cornered and drugged, Noah used nothing but courage and wit to escape— but he ran straight from the frying pan into the fire. Because the man he crashed into was stronger, colder, and infinitely more dangerous… and Noah had no idea he was the Alpha President of Wesnot Country. --- Adam Reynolds, the iron-blooded Alpha President, was on a diplomatic visit when his rut unexpectedly broke through. With no medicine, he was rushed to a nearby hotel suite to suppress it. He intended to endure the pain alone— until a sweet, irresistible omega pheromone drifted past his door. Instinct snapped. He dragged the omega inside… and lost control. --- When Adam learned the next morning that the omega he touched was a civilian student, he prepared to at least make up for what he had done, quietly. But Noah was not the fragile omega everyone assumed. The next day, headlines exploded across the nation: “President of Wesnot accused of forcing himself on a young omega!” To protect himself—Adam is left with only one choice: Marry the scheming little omega who had exposed him.
Graceadex · 253.3k Views
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Returned With The System As My Intial Trait

In a world where virtual reality once felt like an escape, everything changed the day the game became real. Suho was nothing special—just a part-time worker who sacrificed everything to buy an Immersion Reality capsule. What started as a simple decision turned into a legend. Under the name Viper, he rose through the ranks, becoming one of the strongest players in the world and earning the title of the Sixth Star, one of the eight individuals who stood at the peak of humanity. Then came the Dungeon Break. Monsters flooded into reality, and the only ones capable of fighting back were the players who once lived inside the game. The Eight Stars became humanity’s last hope, leading the fight against extinction. But even legends fall. During a raid in the undefeated Black Azure Dungeon, Suho was abandoned by his own teammates and left to die. The world moved on without him. The Seven Stars were praised as heroes, while the Sixth Star faded into history. Ten years later, Suho returns. No longer human, no longer the same man who once fought for humanity, he awakens with a power that should not exist—an EX-Rank trait known as System Administrator. With the ability to alter the very system that governs power itself, Suho chooses to remain hidden, walking the world as an ordinary hunter. But the truth remains buried beneath lies. The heroes of the past are not as clean as the world believes. The dungeon that should have killed him still holds secrets. And the power he now possesses may be the very thing that changes everything. This time, Suho will not be a hero. This time, he will decide the system itself. Release Dates: Monday/Wednesday and Fridays
DarkViper23 · 18.6k Views
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Sync Denied: The Strongest Omega Hunter Returns!

Neo was betrayed and left to die in the most important mission of his life. When he opened his eyes again, it was ten years later and the world had moved on without him. He, who was once the strongest hunter on Mars, suddenly became a civilian without any of his abilities. Neo has to build himself up from scratch but his sync partners—the people who are supposed to be his soulmates—are set on holding him back and controlling him. In addition, Mars has become something else and is no longer the home he dearly remembers. Neo’s return stirs up forces that are greater than anything imaginable as he takes it upon himself to rectify things. His righteous actions gain him more enemies than friends. And somehow, his soulmates seem to be among those enemies. *** “Don’t you want your abilities back?” Armin asked. It was a trick question. “I never lost them.” The doctor had only said they were dormant. He never say they were gone forever. “But you can’t summon your needle.” Bryce whispered against his neck. The hairs on that spot stood up. Neo was now certain that Bryce was baiting him. He used his elbow to shove Bryce away but the guy didn’t even budge an inch. In fact, Neo felt a painful recoil like he had just struck a hard metal. He bit down on his lower lip to prevent himself from groaning. He couldn’t push either of them away. He realized this with slight dread. “I will not be marked.” Neo was relentless. He turned his neck to look at Bryce. “Step back.” The threat in his tone was clear. “Or I’ll make you step back.”
Craymem · 94.5k Views

Reborn as a Chaos God in Warhammer

They thought they were logging into the ultimate sci-fi VRMMO. They had no idea they were the unwitting champions of a starving, newborn Chaos God. [Welcome to Epoch 40k: Mecha] The developers promised glorious mechas, interstellar colonization, and a grand sci-fi epic. Instead, players are dumped into a rotting nightmare where the tutorial involves dodging Ork raiding parties for scrap metal, and the local NPCs chant religious litanies just to repair a rusty tractor. Behind the curtain, however, a newly awakened Chaos God named Lucian Sanctus is desperately pulling the strings. Sitting at the absolute bottom of the Warp's food chain, Lucian needs to harvest emotional energy to survive. But feeding openly means drawing the ire of the established Chaos Gods—especially Slaanesh, as he knows she would love nothing more than to devour a fledgling deity before he can become a threat. His brilliant, desperate solution? Summon gamers from Earth. By disguising a grim, unforgiving reality as a virtual sandbox, Lucian can safely gorge himself on their gamer rage, triumph, and gacha-induced despair without the Emperor or the Chaos Gods noticing a thing. Armed with a total disregard for their own lives, a terrifying penchant for exploiting bugs, and a deeply questionable moral compass, these "players" have formed the Red Dawn guild. The galaxy might be a decaying cesspit, but they have sworn to fix it... or accidentally establish a brand-new galactic empire trying. -- This is translation but don't worry for I AM HERE, I will be the poison tester and remove all the poison I can to make the this Good story, Very Very Good.\
AHumanMadeMOFO · 103k Views

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The Billionaire Who Stole His Wife

Allison Croft has spent three years hiding her identity as the daughter of billionaire tycoon Adrian Croft, determined to prove she can build success without her powerful family name. Working from the bottom at Morrison Empire, she becomes the quiet force behind the company’s rising golden heir, Anthony Morrison. She falls in love with him, believes she marries him, and gives him her loyalty, intelligence, and labor. Then she learns the truth. Anthony is already legally married—to his mistress, Sharon. The courthouse marriage he staged with Allison was never real. Worse, he has been stealing Allison’s work for years while letting his family humiliate her in private. When he publicly tries to disgrace her at a high-profile Morrison dinner, Allison turns the event into his downfall. In front of Boston’s elite, she reveals proof of his fraud, exposes the fake marriage, and shocks everyone by stepping into her real identity as Adrian Croft’s daughter. But Allison’s revenge is only the beginning. Waiting on the other side of her collapse is Lucian Calloway, a billionaire heir from one of the most powerful families in the country. Calm, strategic, and impossible to intimidate, Lucian has wanted Allison ever since she once saved his cousin years ago and disappeared before he could find her again. What begins as a dynastic arranged marriage between the Crofts and the Calloways quickly becomes something far more dangerous—because Lucian does not want Allison as an alliance. He wants her as his wife, and he is brutally honest about it.
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