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Marry him or die." It's the kind of choice that doesn't feel like a choice at all. When Isolde Kade wakes up in a foreign country with a ring on her finger and a man she doesn't recognize standing over her, she knows two things: she has no memory of the past seven days, and the man she's married to is dangerous. Luka Valerius is a name spoken in whispers, a shadow in the underworld, a man who owns half the world and rules the rest from the palm of his hand. The rumors say he kills without hesitation. That he burns cities to the ground when he's bored. That his touch is a death sentence. And yet, he holds her like he's afraid she'll disappear. As Isolde fights to uncover the truth-about her marriage, about Luka, about the dark secrets tethering her to a past she can't remember-she realizes too late that there are worse things than being married to a monster. Because sometimes, the real villain is the one pulling the strings from the shadows.
I wake up with a headache so sharp I could carve my name into the walls with it.
The room is unfamiliar. White silk sheets. A fireplace crackling in the corner. A chandelier big enough to crush me if it falls. It smells expensive in here-like leather and whiskey, like power.
Like danger.
I sit up too fast, and the nausea sways me like a pendulum. My wrist feels heavier than usual. That's when I see it.
A ring.
Platinum. A diamond the size of my sins. It sits on my finger like a noose.
My heart slams against my ribs as I hear a voice-low, smooth, edged in steel.
"You're awake."
I turn too quickly. He's standing at the foot of the bed, watching me with an expression I can't read. He's tall, built like a war crime, and dressed in black like he's attending a funeral. Maybe mine.
His eyes are dark, fathomless.
I don't know his name, but something in my gut tells me I should.
"Who are you?" My voice is hoarse. Raw. Used.
His lips twitch, almost like a smile. Almost.
"You don't remember?"
There's something terrifying about the way he says it, like he already knows the answer.
I shake my head, and his jaw tightens. His hands slide into the pockets of his suit, too calm, too composed. A storm contained in a man's body.
"Luka Valerius."
The name slithers into my bones like a threat.
My stomach drops. Luka Valerius. I've heard that name before. In whispers. In warnings. In headlines written in blood.
"You're lying," I breathe. "This is a mistake. I don't-I wouldn't-"
He steps closer. The floor shudders beneath him.
"You did." His voice is quiet, dangerous. "You married me, Isolde."
A cold hand wraps around my throat.
I don't know what's worse-the fact that I don't remember, or the fact that somehow, deep in the marrow of my bones, I believe him.
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
Maia grew up a pampered heiress-until the real daughter returned and framed her, sending Maia to prison with help from her fiancé and family. Four years later, free and married to Chris, a notorious outcast, everyone assumed Maia was finished. They soon discovered she was secretly a famed jeweler, elite hacker, celebrity chef, and top game designer. As her former family begged for help, Chris smiled calmly. "Honey, let's go home." Only then did Maia realize her "useless" husband was a legendary tycoon who'd adored her from the start.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
She thought he was the villain. He was only trying to save his soul. Rena lives in a world of sunshine, sweets, and simple dreams. Until one reckless decision drops her into a dark realm of secrets, curses and werewolves. Kidnapped, heartbroken. She doesn't know who to trust anymore especially not Logan, the arrogant, cruel Alpha who's keeping her as a hostage. Until she discovers his dark secret. He's been hearing her thoughts all along. Now the walls between them are crumbling. And when feelings grow where hatred once lived, a curse demands that blood becomes a love that demands sacrifice. But how can she give her heart to the one who might need it to die?
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.