In a city torn by war, fearless journalist Clara Hart captures chaos through her lens—until a hidden landmine nearly kills her. Ethan Cross, a skilled bomb disposal expert, saves her life, igniting a spark neither expected. Amid explosions, betrayal, and loss, survival is their first priority—but passion is unavoidable. Can love survive the battlefield, or will war claim more than just their hearts?

To the elite of Manhattan, Seraphina Vance is a gorgeous, wild heiress who walks through life breaking hearts and tearing down anyone who dares to cross her. But when she targets Rhett Sterling—the notoriously cold-hearted tycoon—she thinks she’s finally found a toy worthy of her time. The bet is simple: make the untouchable billionaire fall in love with her in ninety days. Armed with nothing but a sinful smile and lethal charm, Seraphina initiates a high-stakes game of cat and mouse. Yet, with every step she takes into his orbit, the silver smoke around him grows thick with danger, and the boundaries between hunter and prey begin to blur. What Seraphina fails to realize is that this isn't their first meeting. Back in high school, an anonymous boy used to leave her bouquets of baby's breath every single day. Seven years later, that broken boy has returned as a savage king, and he has no intention of playing the silent background character anymore. This time, he’s going to lock her in his empire and make her entirely, exclusively his.

Raised in the shadows of the ruthless Underworld, Clara was a weapon forged for one purpose: to destroy the heir of the mighty Vance empire. On her first night back in the city, she played the perfect damsel in distress, successfully luring the cold-blooded Alistair Vance into her trap. He is a predator who never loses heart—until he meets his "Little Swan." But as the lies unravel and a dangerous conspiracy surfaces, Clara must decide: will she complete her mission or die for the man she was born to betray?

Five years of marriage, a beautiful daughter, and a life built on trust—all shattered by a lingering scent of unfamiliar perfume. Sienna thought she had Julian’s heart, but the return of his "first love," Lydia, proves that some ghosts never die. When Sienna finds Julian’s lingering touch on another woman, she doesn't cry; she hires the city's most ruthless divorce lawyer, Sebastian. But Sebastian has a secret of his own: the woman ruining Sienna’s marriage is his own fiancée. In a web of lies, betrayal, and unexpected alliances, Sienna must decide: how far will she go to reclaim her life?

"Fifty million dollars and this estate. Sign the papers and disappear." Seren Thorne couldn't believe her luck. In her past life, she was a legendary Oracle, a master of the mystic arts who died of starvation due to a brutal poverty curse. Now, she had transmigrated into the body of a pathetic, obsessed socialite in a cliché romance novel. To her, the cold-blooded billionaire Alaric Vane wasn't a husband—he was a massive, walking ATM. She couldn't wait to grab the cash and hire a dozen handsome models to enjoy her new life. But just as she flashed him a tearful, "heartbroken" smile, Alaric froze. He could hear it. A voice as clear as day, screaming inside her head: [Sign the damn papers, you arrogant statue! I’ve got fifty million waiting and a yacht full of young hotties to meet!] Alaric narrowed his eyes. This "obsessed" wife of his wasn't just different—she was a sharp-tongued mystic who saw him as nothing but a payday. He slowly tore the divorce papers to shreds, a predatory smirk playing on his lips. "The divorce is canceled, Seren. And as for those 'young hotties'... over my dead body." She predicts the future; he reads her mind. In this game of secrets, who will surrender first?

Asher was the undisputed king of Riverdale Prep. A future top-tier Alpha, he had it all: the looks, the lead in the varsity standings, and a streak of academic brilliance that no one could touch. Or so he thought. When Sebastian, his childhood rival and the only person he ever truly loathed, transfers back to town, Asher’s world tilts. Sebastian isn't just back—he's faster, smarter, and has already presented as a dominant Alpha, stealing Asher’s spotlight in a heartbeat. Determined to reclaim his throne, Asher pushes himself to the limit, only for nature to play the ultimate prank. In the heat of their fiercest confrontation, Asher doesn't just lose his cool—he presents. But not as the Alpha he was promised to be. He’s an Omega, and the only scent that can keep his new, agonizing cravings at bay belongs to the one man he swore to hate forever.

I spent ten years waiting for a ghost. He was my Angel—the one who rescued me from the trash, taught me to speak, and whispered that I was precious. But on my fifteenth birthday, he vanished into thin air, leaving me with a heart frozen in time and a silver cross that felt like a leaden weight around my neck. I thought the hardest part was living without him. I was wrong. On my twentieth birthday, the Monster arrived. He didn't come with wings; he came with fangs and eyes the color of fresh martyrs' blood. In one night of crimson snow, he tore the life from my veins and replaced it with a hunger that defies God. He turned me into the very thing my Angel fought to protect me from. But as the Monster drags me into the dark aristocracy of Veridian City, he whispers a truth that shatters my soul: “Your Angel didn't leave you, Aurora. He imprisoned you.” Now, I am caught in a lethal game between the savior who loved me with a lie and the predator who broke me to set me free. One holds the key to my past; the other holds the leash to my future. In a world of eternal night, who do you trust when your Angel wears a mask of thorns, and your Monster is the only one telling the truth?

On the night her husband should have been away, Vivian Hale ends up in the arms of a man who looks exactly like him. For three years, Adrian Cross never touched her. Never wanted children. Never looked at her scarred body with desire. But his “double” does. What begins as suspicion soon turns into a devastating truth: her husband hired another man to take his place while he spent his nights with his young mistress. Humiliated and heartbroken, Vivian decides to play along. If Adrian wants deception, she’ll give him the perfect lie. If he wants freedom, she’ll take everything before she leaves. But the dangerous twin standing in the shadows was never supposed to fall for her. And Vivian was never supposed to discover that the wrong man might be the only one who truly loves her. Secrets. Obsession. Betrayal. And a baby that could destroy them all.

Stop it, I can’t take much more. It wraps around my waist in the morning, winds around my legs at noon, and by night, it slips right under my clothes—can’t shake it off. After a catastrophic research vessel accident in the Puerto Rico Trench, Elara thought her life was over. Instead, she woke up in a glowing, bioluminescent palace at the bottom of the world, kept as a "pet" by a creature who shouldn't exist. He is Kaelen—a colossal, silver-haired deity with golden slit pupils and endless, shimmering tentacles that never want to let her go. He tells her she can only breathe through his essence; to leave him is to embrace certain death. But as his heated coils wrap tighter around her each night, Elara finds herself fearing his absence more than his possessive embrace. Is it survival, or have the whispers of the deep finally claimed her heart?