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My life was a carefully curated map of invisibility until Jax Ryder decided to burn it all down. After catching him in a compromising secret, the dynamic shifted. I held the power, and my price was simple: make me desirable to his captain. I wonder when I stopped being afraid of him and started being afraid of losing him.

He owns the school. I just survive in it. Matt was supposed to be my safe place. My best friend. My maybe-someday. Until he chose her—the girl who’s bullied me for being poor, curvy, and unwanted since day one. Now he’s dating her, and I’m left with nothing… Except rage. And a deal I never saw coming. Lucien Knox Ravenscroft is danger in a tailored uniform—the son of a trillionaire, heir to Ravenscroft Academy, and the guy every girl wants. He also happens to be her ex. And nobody dumps him. Especially not for some millionaire’s son. So when he offers me a deal—a fake relationship that puts us front and center—I say yes. He wants revenge. I want Matt to regret ever choosing her. But then comes the bet. If Matt notices me again, I win—and Lucien will help me ruin her. If not… I’m his. For as long as he wants me. Now the whole school is watching. My father works for his powerful, monstrous dad. My crackhead mother is a secret buried deep. And Lucien? He doesn’t believe in soft. He plays dirty. And the more we fake it, the more real it feels. This isn’t love. This is war. Fake Dating the Bad Boy for Revenge is a dark high school romance filled with betrayal, secrets, obsession, and a heroine who refuses to stay quiet. No one fakes a relationship with Lucien Knox Ravenscroft… and survives it whole.

Trigger/Content Warning: This story contains mature themes and explicit content intended for adult audiences(18+). Reader discretion is advised. It includes elements such as BDSM dynamics, explicit sexual content, toxic family relationships, occasional violence and strong language. This is not a fluffy romance. It is intense, raw and messy, and explores the darker side of desire. ***** “Take off your dress, Meadow.” “Why?” “Because your ex is watching,” he said, leaning back into his seat. “And I want him to see what he lost.” ••••*••••*••••* Meadow Russell was supposed to get married to the love of her life in Vegas. Instead, she walked in on her twin sister riding her fiance. One drink at the bar turned to ten. One drunken mistake turned into reality. And one stranger’s offer turned into a contract that she signed with shaking hands and a diamond ring. Alaric Ashford is the devil in a tailored Tom Ford suit. Billionaire CEO, brutal, possessive. A man born into an empire of blood and steel. He also suffers from a neurological condition—he can’t feel. Not objects, not pain, not even human touch. Until Meadow touches him, and he feels everything. And now he owns her. On paper and in his bed. She wants him to ruin her. Take what no one else could have. He wants control, obedience… revenge. But what starts as a transaction slowly turns into something Meadow never saw coming. Obsession, secrets that were never meant to surface, and a pain from the past that threatens to break everything. Alaric doesn’t share what’s his. Not his company. Not his wife. And definitely not his vengeance.

“You have to reject her.” Amelia heard her twin say to her boyfriend. As the ignored daughter of the Alpha, Amelia has been bullied by her twin since little. She knew it was all because she wasn’t as talented and didn’t shift like her twin did. Still, getting rejected by the only love of her life was too much to bear. Amelia accepted her father’s order and set out for college in a neighbouring pack, not knowing a group of wolves were sent to get rid of her for good. At the critical moment, her only way out was get into the pack of the most feared Alpha, the King that ruled the darkness, the one who had killed his own father to take the throne.

🔥🔥Warning – 18+ Only This story is full of raw passion, steamy romance, and tantalizing tension. By turning these pages, you confirm you are 18 or older and ready to be seduced by a world of pleasure, desire, and temptation. Read responsibly… welcome to an erotic world. He touched her in ways she didn’t understand but craved. Every movement, every kiss, every whisper made her shiver. His hands slid down her gown and tore off her panties. Spreading her legs as his face went straight to her p*ssy like he was starving. And goodness, that was just the beginning His tongue hit her like a rocket She screamed like a sl*t… she never knew she could scream like that. She had never been with anyone like him. She didn’t know what she was doing… but somehow, that didn’t matter. He took control, and she let him. His tongue didn't just lick it devoured her p*ssy, slowly and deep. Like he was memorizing every part of her body. “F*ck..” She cried her nails dug deep into the leather seat of the car, her legs shaking as he spread them wider shoving his two fingers into her without hesitation. After a brutal breakup that left her questioning her worth, Isabella Hart swore she’d never let another man make her feel small again. Her ex’s final words still echoed in her head... that she couldn’t satisfy him, that she didn’t even know what real pleasure was. So when a night out to forget turns into something wild, reckless, and unforgettable, Izzy doesn’t think... she just feels. One stranger. One night. One taste of what it means to lose control. He was dominant, commanding, intoxicating… and she never even got his name.

Evelyn Sparks is a jewellery designer. A jeweller. She’s an ambitious woman fighting to make a name for herself in the world of jewellery designing. She's this close to getting the recognition she deserves when she finds out she's the bargaining chip in one of her father's latest deals. She goes to confront her father, Andrew Sparks, only to find out he made a deal with the devil himself. A deal that cannot be escaped or breached. The penalty for breaching is not something one can pay. In fourteen days, she will be taken by Ilya Volkov and she can't escape his clutches cause it would mean death. Not just for her, but for everyone she's ever known and loved Now she has to fight to stay alive because many lives depend on her co-operation with him. She fights a mental battle with herself everyday. To remind herself to stay strong. To hope. Maybe one day he might let her go. She discovers there is more to Ilya than what the rumours say. Every new layer of himself that he reveals to her, the more she can't help falling in love with. When he finally lets her go, she can't help but want to stay. After all, even the devil needs a queen by his side.

Sneak peek: "W-what are you doing?" I asked, my breathing getting heavier as his warm fingers inched towards my lower half. "You called me a coward earlier, remember?" He asked, his other hand wrapped around my throat and lips torturingly brushing over mine "So let's see how much you can handle if I break the boundaries." **** I always knew the things I felt for Jacob Adriano were wrong in so many ways. He was my dad's best friend, totally out of bounds but I couldn't stop wanting him. And once in the event of my dad's destination wedding, I came across him after years...I lost every one of the boundaries I had and surely I planned to make him lose his ones too. After all Jacob Adriano, the sinfully attractive Italian was not unaware of my obsession with him. But little did know that forbidden relationships always bring havoc and demolition.....

"You're not the type of girl I'd usually kiss," he says, his eyes fixed on my lips. "But I'll do it anyway." Then the cocky jerk leans in and kisses me. *** He claims to like her, she claims she'd never be stupid enough to trust a bad boy with her heart. *** After the death of her best friend, Jo Hansen's main goal is to get through senior year without losing her mind. She badly wants a distraction from her dark thoughts...but is tutoring the school's bad boy the solution? Jude Walker's life has never been easy--not since he made a mistake that turned his family against him. His father cut him off at 18, and to support himself, he took up underground fighting, modelling--whatever puts a buck in his pocket. He needs a university scholarship and to fix his Math grade, he finds himself thrown together with a smartass good girl. The two seem so different at a glance. The nerdy girl with a smart mouth and the troublesome bad boy with a different girl pressed against his locker every week. But at second glance, they are not so different. They both have their own trauma, fighting not to drown in their pain. Will they help each other survive, or will they drag each other deeper under the surface?

Lyra Hayes is desperate. The debt her late father left behind isn't just a number; it’s a leash held by unforgiving loan sharks. With her life unraveling, the only way out is a cryptic, anonymous invitation to the apex of the city’s power—and the man who holds it all. Cassian Thorne is untouchable. Billionaire CEO of the impenetrable Thorne Global, his ruthless control hides a deeper secret: he is the last in a royal, hidden lineage bound by an ancient vow. To secure his throne and the Thorne legacy, he needs a wife. And Lyra Hayes, broken, debt-ridden, and entirely compliant, is the perfect, temporary solution. The contract is simple: a fake marriage, a staggering price to pay off her past, and a complete submission to his rules. But as Lyra steps into Cassian’s gilded cage, she discovers his possessive nature is far more dangerous than the loan sharks she escaped. When a threat from her past—an angry ex—begins to target the woman Cassian believes is his, the lines between possession and protection blur. The whispers of the ancient vow grow louder, suggesting their union is more than a contract. It's fate. But in a world of wealth and ancient secrets, fate demands a higher price than Lyra is prepared to pay. She entered the contract weak, but Cassian will either destroy her... or forge her into the unbreakable queen he never knew he needed. A fake marriage. A possessive royal. A fated love that could consume them both.

I didn't call out again but his scent was still wafting over with the wind. I knew he was standing just a few feet to my left. I sat down on the deck and continued moon gazing. I was acutely aware of the presence of my mate just a few steps away. The sound of light footsteps came towards me slowly and I stiffened. He stood under the dim light of the deck and I could feel his eyes on me so I looked up. And met Hazel orbs that were a deep forest green. "What are you doing out here?" His voice was low but deep. "I wanted some fresh air," I mumbled but he seemed to have heard me. I was surprised that he talked to me willingly. He didn't answer. He just stood there and continued looking at me. "Are you okay?" I asked. "Why do you ask?" "Nothing. It's just that..." I hesitated and he raised a brow at me in question so I finished off, "You were gone for so many days and I was a bit worried." "Why would you be? It's not like what I do concerns you." He rolled his eyes. I tried to ignore the stinging sensation in my chest from his words. Tried... "But it does. You're..." I trailed off when I noticed the glare he sent my way, "my mate." I finished off. He growled at me and the next thing I knew, I was pinned against the glass entrance door as he strangled my neck. I looked up at him in shock as I reached my hands up to pry his off. His eyes were now a dark brown with little specks of gold in their vicinity. He looked angry. Really angry... "Don't you dare!" he growled as he tightened his grip, cutting off my air. I clawed at his hand. I could feel my heart pumping hard. I knew he wouldn't hurt me. My gut feeling, my instinct told me so. But that doesn't mean his actions wouldn't. "If you ever f*ck*ng dare to call me that useless word again, I will crush you!" He snarled. I shook my head slightly as I started feeling faint. "I-I-c-can-'t-b-brea-the..." I struggled as my eyes watered. That seemed to snap him out of it because he jumped back that instant. I leaned against the door and took in deep breaths, my hands automatically going up to my neck. He stood with his back facing me. His whole body looked tensed and his fist was clenched tightly while the other hand continuously ran through his hair. He gave me a side glance for a few seconds and then he was gone. I stood there dazed at what just happened. Did he hate the word 'mate' so much that he would even do this? Why? Was it from childhood? Or was it that he just doesn't like me?